Friday Me
Friday is here, and I'm taking most of the day off. I have a few writing projects to work on and some books to read. It's not exactly the agenda of a wild and crazy guy, but I'll take it.
Reminder: I'm looking for manly blogs. See this link for more details. Email link on left (ejscheske@yahoo.com).
A couple of great lines from The Office last night (both rough quotes):
Michael: "Mr. Handel was a great teacher. He was cool. He told us great jokes. He even hooked up with one of the students. [Pause] But then twelve others came forward. [Pause] It really ruined eighth grade."
Dwight, talking about his superstitious beliefs: "I shot a werewolf once, but by the time I got to it, it had turned back into my neighbor's dog."
Odd consumer news: Furniture that stores guns. In case, you know, James Bond is coming to dinner and you want the upperhand.
How evil are you? 36% here. The questionnaire is a little too lengthy and a few of the questions are, well, questionable. 100%, I'm guessing, is perfect evil. Evil, though, is nothing more than a privation (God is the source of all that exists, so all that exists must be good; anything that isn't good must not, ontologically-speaking, have existence). It seems like perfect evil should be 0. Maybe I'm taking this questionnaire too seriously.
Brews You Can Use
More heresy, but it rings sympathetic:
College towns where students tend to party a little too hearty are looking at ways to defray the costs of keeping them in check. One idea: a four-cent-a-bottle beer tax to pay for safety-force overtime.
Neat picture. Rustic, but pretty. That's a tough combination:
Sixteenth-century inn voted best pub in England. That's an excellent honor, like being named the best-lookin' girl in the SI swimsuit issue, the best actor on Broadway, the best writer at The Atlantic Monthly, or the most-prolific homosexual at the bathhouse.
A great picture:
Sounds like this groomer had too many brews he could use: A Gig Harbor woman says she was "freaked out" while giving her dog a bath when its ear floated away. The woman, Anni Sheriffius, told KIRO-TV that she believes a groomer cut off the dog's ear and tried to glue it back on with super glue.
PSUA: Public service urinal announcement:
New Mexico . . . has ordered 500 talking urinal cakes that will deliver a recorded anti-DWI message to bar and restaurant patrons who make one last pit stop before getting behind the wheel.
Seems to me such a message could have a squelching effect on drinking prior to that last pit stop.