Thursday, March 17, 2005

I've been seDOOCEd.

You know when you start laughing in a quiet room full of working people and struggle valiantly to hide it, even though all that comes out is snorts?

That's the Dooce Effect. First, you start with the intense desire to laugh, then you'll feel the laughter coming out of your throat, then you'll actually start laughing and laughing, and then the laughter dies down to snorts, and then, and starts all over again.

So what are you doing reading this? Snorts are waiting to capture you in mid-laughter.