Venn Will I See You A-Gain?

Here is a collection of some of the best Venn Diagrams on the Web:

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2009/11/06/funniest-venn-diagrams-th_n_347552.html

Here is my favorite:

Someone get on this!

Cookie Chip Chocolates.

Yes, you read that right: Chocolates with cookie chips. Why haven't I seen these before? We have chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream, why can't we have cookie chip chocolate ice cream? What does the absence of this obvious bastardization of the standard American after-school treat tell us about American ingenuity? Well, it tells me one of two things: The American Empire is in its decline, or--OR!--the terrorists have already won.

What really bothers me about this? Not even Amelia Bedelia came up with them! Granted, she had a tendency to confuse idiomatic terms and take things literally (i.e., dressing the turkey, or drawing the curtains); it was not her particular penchant to confuse word order. But what if she had! Wow! Cookie Chip Chocolates!

All I'm saying is that I have seen chocolates with coffee chips, nuts, raisins, cinnamon, garlic, bacon, and cayenne pepper. I have not seen chocolates with cookie chips.
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Ummmm, I may have been too hasty hear. Turns out it has been done: [Google search]

Why come no tatoo?

There is an article on Slate.com about the intelligence or ignorance of Google users that has been quietly amusing me for the past few hours. The premise is that you can gauge the wits of Google users based on how they begin a query. You can go to the article here, or you can try this yourself:

Go to Google.com and type into the search bar the following: "what is up with..."

Note what pops up as Google anticipates what you'll write next.

Now try: "how is it that..."

Striking, no? The author of the article, Michael Agger, does not seek to confirm or deny any supposition that intelligence or ignorance wills out on Google, but I agree with him that it is funny. He is welcoming suggestions for how other queries produce similar results. I was so excited by this that I started doing my own searches to send in to him. Only now do I realize that when I suggested "why come" I balanced it against "how is it that". Well, duh. We know what "how is it that" produces! Luckily, I saved myself from total stupidity by also offering "wtf is up with" vs. "please explain."

Do you have any suggestions?

New Car Smell

Oh, yeah. I've got it.

Well, the smell is actually the scent emanating from a little can under the driver's seat of the car we just bought from my parents. It's more "fragrant" than "new". Funny thing about this car: My dad won it five years ago. (Yes, Virginia, people do win cars!) Now many of us imagine we'd be pretty freakin' excited if we were to win a car, but not my dad. You see, he had only just bought a car--a Subaru Forrester--and boy was he happy with it. He had no intentions of trading it in or buying another car because that one suited him just fine. It was, for this reason, his bad fortune to be entered by the dealer into a sweepstakes to win a Subaru . As it happens, when you "win" a car, you have to pay all sorts of taxes and fees to the state and the federal government. Pop had no argument with the paying of the taxes, etc., he just hated that the only way to do so was to sell the perfectly good Forrester. (Note: He was making car payments on the first car; he would not have to on the new one. This made the idea of selling the new car unthinkable).

Anyway, he never really got over the difference between the Forrester and the model he won, and he developed palpable resentment against his won Outback. So he decided that he would drive the car as little as possible, and when the time came, he would trade it in for a new car. Five years later he decided it was time: Only the dealerships he approached for a trade in kept low-balling him on the value of the car. So he sold it to me. And there you have it.

Wow, this story is not interesting at all!

Well, I'm excited anyway because everyone came out a winner on the deal, even the sad man who was unlucky enough to win a car. (He bought himself a Camry).

Magilla Gorilla

My female cat, Gorilla, is gaining weight faster than you can say, "Drop that Donut!" (Why do I find that so funny?) But seriously folks, she is eating what Puddinhead won't eat and demanding what he will. It would seem that Pud is holding steady even though he continues to ail considerably. He seems to have one of two unfortunate conditions: Endocarditis, which will very likely lead to heart failure sooner than later; or, something called a "fever of unknown origin", a diagnosis that despite its ambiguity is indeed medically recognized. Either way, he must remain on antibiotics for a while longer (it has now been 3 weeks) and he is being treated for inflammation and pain. You'd be surprised by how much the anti-inflammatory drug changes his quality of life. Without it, he is a sad sack of bones and fur. With it, he is bright eyed and bushy tailed. It's an amazing transformation. We are happy that he is hanging in there and glad for every new day that he graces us with his sweet feline presence. So it is with a full heart that I say, "Yeah Puddinhead! Hang in there buddy!"

There is No Harder Thing Than to Have Glenn Beck Outlive Your Child

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The Booty Grabber

I have more friends than I have fingers and toes, which makes me very, very happy. But one of my oldest enduring friendships is with a guy who may be the most creative, fun and kind individuals on this green earth. His superpower is the ability to design the perfect Halloween costume. Each year he comes up with something unlike anything you've ever seen. This year, some one caught him on film.

Check him out [wait for the grand prize winner]:


Man, I love that guy. Props are in order for his wife, who also placed in the costume contest (she's the pretty pretty fairy lady).