“Jokes for Nerds” time. My friend (and former roommate) passed this on from the last AAAS conference in Boston. You have to love AIR. The original article: Chicken, Chicken: Chicken, Chicken.
“Jokes for Nerds” time. My friend (and former roommate) passed this on from the last AAAS conference in Boston. You have to love AIR. The original article: Chicken, Chicken: Chicken, Chicken.
Might be the best “coughing up a heart” video I’ve ever seen:
Mine to give (sorry, couldn’t embed). From Annaliese Rittershaus at RhinestoneMedia.
Oh, almost forgot, Happy Valentine’s Day.
Sometimes coincidence brings the best moments. I wish I could take credit for the picture and since the site in is Norwegian I’ll just link the original page.

A friend of a friend tells me that the caption roughly translates as: “Toilet visit from the north. Large (species?) relieves itself in the Bogstad Lake. Burnt-out cheek annoying, but just a little”
I’ve been stuck in airports before, seldom overnight. As luck would have it my connecting flight back to Pennsylvania was canceled. The best alternative I could find was a flight out to the next closest airport and a train ride back to my home town. All of that’s pretty normal for this time of year.
The reason for my post. If you are even stranded in the Chiacgo O’Hare airport seek out the cot farm near security screening. You might get a spot if you get in early. I tried to get my 4 hour power nap started around midnight CST. At 4 am they will start clearing out the cots while every body is still asleep. In all fairness a woman did warn me there was a 4 am wakeup call. Below is about half the cots that were set up, most were full when I woke up.
The lovely comedy group of consisting of John Bird, Rory Bremmer, and John Fortune specialize in political satire. The acts that I’ve been able to find have been stand up, impersonations, and a series of interviews with “important people.” The mock interviews are my favorite so far. The humor is spot on and deadpan, just my cup of tea. Of interest so far are: Washington Diplomat, Conservative MP, Justice Minister, and The Analysis (linked below). I do wish we’d head about this sort of thing sooner, such a breath of fresh air.
Art can be fun. MobuzzTV (via BoingBoing) had a bit on the Spamtrap, an installation put together to express the artists frustration over the amount of spam in his inbox. Since moving the spam to a virtual trash can was not enough he decided to physically delete it, well shred it. Have a look at the picture below or the video for the full detail. In brief, the artist set up a spam-prone email account, has a computer check it, print the email, and drop it into a paper shredder. All captured email gets reported to spam lists. And of course the shredded paper is recycled.
I found this YouTube clip via Rocketboom today. I’ve always had a lot of respect for David Lynch and this responce only adds to it.
Thought I’d pass this one along. Over at Treehugger they have a post about the 1914 Galt gas-electric hybrid. That’s not a typo, 1914, 93 years ago. They claim 25 km/L and 30 km on battery power alone. This bets the 1923s Porche I read about a few years ago. Now does anybody doubt the power of Detroit and Big Oil for most of the 20th century?

Until I can convince her to use email, my Mother will continue to send me cards with a letter and several newspaper clippings that she thinks I might find interesting. It’s cute and the retrograde nature of the interaction adds to the experience. I’ve actually been thinking about switching back to handwritten letters, just because nobody seems to do it anymore.
In this batch of clippings Mom send me a joke. “Do you think that religious wars are fought to see who has the best imaginary friend?” Now that baby just opens all sorts of things up wide and I got to thinking too much again.