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…but one of the chicken tenders I got from Burger Joe’s for lunch looks like a fried embryo.

Pic will be posted at some point…

UPDATE: as promised, a picture of the little tyke — just before I ate him.

How can someone not at least get a kick out of reading Ann Coulter, regardless of their politics vs. hers?

The day after the election, documentary filmmaker and Upper West Side denizen Mitch Wood told the New York Times: “Watching my kids this morning, going down the street, flicking things in the air, jumping around, I wondered, are they going to have that sense of freedom that I had growing up?”

As if on cue, a commercial jetliner piloted by Islamofascist hijackers did NOT crash in front of Wood at this point, killing his entire family instantly, in silent testimony to the national security we currently enjoy under President Bush. Wood gave no indication of noticing this.

As in, “aye, meh boy, ah been bernin’ eet”. Tonight marks a first for me: an all-nighter at work. As in not going home from the day before.

Off the bat I can think of a few negatives: obviously, you’re wiped out. But others: same clothes (Do they stink? No… Will people notice? Do I really care?), scarcity of food (Papa Johns across the street, 24 hour Ga Tech Kroger, the at-work snack store that I run… hooRAH), an exponentially deteriorating appearance (stubble, greasy skin, greasy-nappy hair, possibility of bags under eyes, etc.).

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A distractingly fun 2-minute diversionary piece for you: this column by one Ian Robinson, writing for the Calgary Sun in Alberta, Canada, pretty much sums up my thoughts on the “we-want-to-emigrate-to-Canada” crowd. That it comes from a Canadian makes it delicious :)

Rarely is it the case where true genius is plainly and immediately obvious.

This inventor is one of those cases.

(Hat tip to Vince, by way of Preble)