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I just can’t believe people spend money on crap like this. Oh, well, to each their own. Good luck getting your kids to college. In any case, here’s a couple wins for those who think fascism sunks.

Amanda’s taken on the “do women actually have sex drives”? crap, and since it’s something I’ve been meaning to say a lot about, I’ll dive off her post and take the opportunity. I’m tired of arguing biological crap about differences between men and women. The big difference is, was, and for a while more at

Iain Rowan is doing some guestblogging over at Vandermeer’s joint, and he’s posted an overview of the work of brilliant English writer Rupert Thomson. My buddy Julian turned me on to Rupert Thomson with one book: The Book of Revelation. Read it. The rest will follow. A true Brutal Woman book – don’t say I

I find this far, far, too amusing.

My sister’s son Christopher won a year’s supply of pickles for being terribly cute, and was written up in the local small-town paper: PICKLE LOVERS WIN PRIZES Two photogenic children from Battle Ground are among the winners of the annual Steinfeld’s Pickle Pucker Photo Contest. Christopher XXXX, 15 months, son of Jacqueline Hurley of Battle

The good news is: People who sleep more are thin! Gear up for the new weight-loss perscription: Sleeping pills! If you’re unconcious 3/4 of the day, you won’t have time to eat! At this point, I wouldn’t be surprised by anything the dieting industry was trying to sell me. But you know what? They might

But, alas, he’s old and bitter. But damn fucking funny. Germaine Greer is now apparantely signing up for Celebrity Big Brother in England. Germaine Greer and Brigitte Nielson (of Red Sonja fame) in the same house? Oh, shoot me. Nick’s thoughts on programming, which are so purely Nick that I’m reproducing them in their entirety,

Though I find it incredibly sad that people in this country have to fight this goddamn hard in order to get the legal right not to be discriminated against based on who they want to take to bed. There’s something really fucked up about that. No doubt weirdos like me were saying the same thing

Sleep well. Dream good dreams. Wake up and live them.

I’ll be leaving for Denver straight from work tomorrow. Now, the big question: how the hell to fit everything I need in carry-on luggage. The drawback to working out in hotels: you need yet another extra pair of shoes and clothes. Suck it up.