This is what happens when you fire all the real journalists

From one of today's business articles on AnnArbor.com:

Like the ancient centaur of Greek mythology, these locally owned franchises are half-local, half-chain and have carved a unique niche in the local Ann Arbor business landscape.

LOLWhut?

Hazardous Weather Outlook

Wordle

We've Come a Long Way, Baby

Via Two Women Blogging, this delightful "1930's Marital Quiz"

-5 As a 1930s wife, I am Very Poor (Failure) Take the test!

I probably got -10 for "Puts her cold feet on husband at night to warm them." Out of curiosity, I took the husband test and guessed what K. would answer. He's a slightly better 1930's spouse, despite "Belches without apology" and "Dislikes to dress or shave on Sunday."

40 As a 1930s husband, I am Poor Take the test!

Oh Good

Finally a recipe from The Godless Liberal Hairy-Legged Feminazi Bitch's Compleat Cookbook.



Naw, really. It's just a truncated RSS feed. I prefer babies crunchy. With ketchup.

Presented Without Comment

Via Shakesville , where the comment thread made me LOL.

Bigot, PhD

Not sure if J.P. is greeting me in Russian or just really excited about a hedge.

It's 10:30 p.m.

Do you know where your succubus is?

Google Search: See Image Alone

Ver la imagen sola
Image uniquement
Bekijk slechts de afbeelding
Zobacz sam obraz
Se endast bilden
Teljes méretű kép megtekintése
Vaata pilti üksikult
Rodyti vien tik vaizdą
Lihat gambar ini saja
Bild alleine anzeigen
Prikaz samo slike
Görseli tek başına görüntüle

How lame is my ass?

My cat now has a Facebook profile.
She's friends with my sister's dog.

Time Sink

If you've got time to kill - or if you're like me and will fritter away hours even if you don't got time to kill - check out the Traveler IQ games. After making it through all 12 levels, my new goal is to break 700,000. The flag one is fun too, but I gotta warn you about Oceania.

Under Construction

New blog.

Sorry, Folks

Caucuses, primaries - forget about 'em. It's up to me to decide the 2008 election.



Yoda your grammar teacher is?

What Do These Pictures Have in Common?

(Other than that I took them and they have appeared on this blog)...











Today I found all of them, and others, have been taken from my Flickr pages and posted on other web sites. They are properly attributed to "Kimmijo" and linked back to my original photos, but finding them still kinda freaked me out a little.

I've been freaked out by a lot of things lately, and the five-week wait to get into to see a new doctor isn't helping my anxiety.

The selection of photos that were borrowed strikes me as odd. They're not the best photos on my Flickr account - prettier flowers, better compositions, and sexier legs have yet to be swiped for someone else's page. Clearly people like food pix though and "No One Cares What You Had for Lunch: 100 Ideas for Your Blog" might be wrong.

Annual Holiday Gift Guide

Just in time for the Black Friday mosh pits - my round-up of the most striking gift ideas gathered from the Intertubes.

Take it to the opera or the zoo.
Just like toast!
Close your eyes and you're back in kindergarten all over again!

You Must Be This Tall To Ride This Ride

I suspect the Russian headline had something to do with this.

Lazy Link Dump

The designers at rockscissorpaper beat me to my ecological niche.

I can make the dancer flip back and forth if I don't look directly at her, and don't think about it.

An interesting series of posts on Myers-Briggs types and Greek mythology. (I am still waiting for Odysseus.)

Updates and Links

Lawyer P. found a vacation home for teh kittehs. At last communication, his plane was boarding but he was in the wrong terminal.

Barcodes "just stopped being boring."

The quail is my favorite typographic bird in Bembo's Zoo.

Got a question for Quetzalcoatl? An inquiry about Inanna? Godchecker has the complete holy database.

Godcast

I think it's hilarious that God wears a wedding ring.

Update on Helvetica: I pre-ordered the DVD tonight - should arrive first week of November. D - movie night at your place?

Removing Every Mentioning of My Name From Every Public Web Page

I came across a new people-search engine, called Pipl. It claims "deep search robots" scour the Web sucking up facts like a plecostomus in an aquarium. But I was baffled by the misinformation attached to my name.

From the site:
The information in my profile is wrong - can I fix it?
At this point, there is no way to correct your information but you can request to remove your profile completely.

How can I remove my profile?
If you would like to remove your profile, please send the link to your profile to: removepipl.com.

So I requested last Monday to have my profile removed, and today received this reply:



I just want to smack whatever little shit wrote that e-mail. I found the source of the misinformation on me and it comes from the profile of a plush toy doll.

Grr. Dumbasses. Maybe next time the Pipl pleco sucks up Internet algae they'll stick it on some distant cousin.

As Blue as Sky as You Will Ever See in Michigan

I cannot believe I did not know that Geoffrey Chaucer Hath a Blog.

Anyone want to come see a movie about a typeface with me?

From Brunching Shuttlecocks via Shakespeare's Sister, a diagram of Times when I am truly happy.