Which way is left? Looking at the screen, or the screen's left? I can't throw a frisbee much either, and since I don't know my left from my left, I'm using an Awesomeness Thermometer and cooling myself off a few more degrees.
Heh, Awesomeness Thermometer. Suddenly I feel like one of those turkeys that has one of those buttons that pop out when I'm fully cooked. Some day my awesome will be perfectly plump and juicy and grandpa will slice me up with an electric knife and lay me down by the cranberry sauce while telling stories of when my mother was young. If I'm half as awesome as frisbee dog's fur, there will be lots of belt loosenings that day.