OK… I love my pet.. She’s a great companion. But I think this is going WAAAAAY too far. The more disturbing fact is the “out of stock” status implying that people have actually bought the out. This speaks well for the average dog owner. This is why I have a cat I guess.
General
Dan’s Data has a nice little write-up of all the differentoddly-colored and strangely-shaped CDRs you can buy.
I want the black ones, just because they look neat.
The National Cattle and Beef Association is thrilled.
Students at a Chicago High School have started a Carnivorous Club, devoted to expounding the virtues of meat.
Dead cow GOOD!
It may not be Christmas-time yet, but you can always buy me nice things, like this.
More signs of the coming Apocalypse: Kevin updated his page.
As I’ve said before, the statement “We use only 10% of our brains” is false; it’s a myth. We use all 100% of our brains.
My own corollary to this is that people who are really stupid still use 100% of their brains; they just use it very poorly.
“There is a great disturbance in the Force… as if a million souls all cried out at once…“
I’m not sure what the hell this thing is, but I’m terribly disturbed by the gleam in its little evil eye.
<a/href=“http://my.aol.com/news/story.tmpl?table=n&cat=0110&id=0010120205128427" >This story talks about my all time favorite game, Tetris, and how people with total amnesia can remember the tetris shapes when they can’t remember anything else.
This is no surprise to me. When I was in high school and had no car and no social life to speak of, I sat in my room and played Tetris for hours on end, until every shape I saw I would figure out how to fit a Tetris shape into it. It got bad. I was a Tetris junkie. Couldn’t live without it. I only got over it by passing the Gameboy on to my dad, who would then become a Tetris addict for the next two months, then pass it back to me, whereupon we would start the whole, vicious Tetris cycle over again.
come chill at MC Hawkings crib!
and be sure to listen to his mixes. “WHO’S DOWN WITH ENTROPY!! yea you know me”
Wham-O SuperBalls have their own fansite.
Even neater, here’s a copy of the original 1965 SuperBall patent.
This terrifies me. I’m still gonna go find one tomorrow, though.