Silly Sunday Stuff

Rob’s Amazing Poem Generator generated this lovely bit of avant poetry from my journal:

journal journal journal in the storm.
Go lay on the genome will you?
Well, when we die
then begins the serious cleaning.
You allow something
and refuse to use chemicals that
Senator John McCain disagrees with
Even when you saw the raise
they gave themselves.


Full body scans. Is this the target=_blank>cat’s revenge?

From metafilter: “A man can’t just sit around.” This summer marked the 20th anniversary of the guy tying balloons to a lawn chair and floating along two miles high, shivering and brandishing his pistol at bewildered passing airline pilots. Also this year, the historic lawn chair was finally found.

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