Orcinus on AWOL Bush.

Wonderful blog entry from Salam Pax. I wish someone would read it out loud on "Saturday Night Live" or something.

Stores all stripped down to the bare basics: ten executives & one checker.

Got a mole burned off with Liquid Nitrogen. I thought there would be heavy gloves & a pyrex eyedropper, but all the doctor used was a paper cup (smoking like hot coffee) & a Q-tip. While he was doing it i was thinking: There are whole worlds at this temperature.

I see how it will go. We are already lining up for the privilege of dealing with a checkout robot.

While i was trying to track down the origin of the Wombat Pun ("eats, roots, shoots, & leaves") i discovered this one: "Mahatma Gandhi, as you know, walked barefoot most of the time, which produced an impressive set of calluses on his feet. He also ate very little, which made him rather frail and with his odd diet, he suffered from bad breath. This made him a super callused fragile mystic vexed by halitosis." Here.

I understand too perfectly the joy of being a vandal, & that makes me already a compromised sort of architect.

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