In the midst of the war he offered us peace. . .

To be filed under Irresponsibility, Fiscal: I bought Battlestar Galactica season one today. At Wal-Mart, which is always a little depressing. Not so much for, you know, political or economic reasons (well, maybe for economic reasons), but because I go there and just wander around aimlessly.

I would have bought the Lost set, but it was behind glass, and I wasn't in the mood to ask for it. Wal-Mart's policy on which goods get locked away and which don't seems to always be in flux. At this point I think it's just that they've got glass on some of the shelves but not on others, and there is no reason why something goes in one particular spot. Batman Begins was available in both a middle-of-the-aisle free standing display and behind locked doors.

I was going to rant about that a little, but it turns out I just don't care enough. And 12 Monkeys for under ten bucks? Awesome.

Then I went to Subway and my sandwich cost me $6.66. Hence the line in bold up there.

"and he came like a lover from out of the east / with the face of an angel and the heart of a beast / his intentions were six-sixty-six"