As a duly trained Computer Engineer, I took many an Electrical Engineering course, so I immediately spotted the flaw in this so-called “expert”s statement: “In one volt of lightning you can get up to 30 million volts of current going…
… equals teh funny! Heh. Looks like the Dems may, yet again, have been Rove-a-Doped. (See: L’affair Plame for further details)
Tycho of Penny Arcade fame is legendary for his flowing prose and overly-complex news posts, but the following line from today’s entry absolutely cracked me up: So, what’s up with you? Are you capturing flags? Are you defending flags from…
The Volokh Conspiracy has rounded up several amusing examples of what they call “oral argument meltdowns”, incluing this gem: Plaintiff appealed, arguing that the district court’s deadline was unreasonable. But more than that, he claimed in his brief and oral…
Links and excerpts presented without comment, except to say that I chuckled a good deal over each of these. Scrappleface: Jailed Journalist Reports NY Times Desecration. Law enforcement authorities in major U.S. cities put riot police on high alert today…
Stimulus: Editorial purportedly authored by Abu Musab al-Zarqawi, “dug up” by Iowahawk entitled “Stop Questioning My Patriotism”, in which “al-Zarqawi” maintains that his jihad is actually the purest form of dissent against the Bush neocon cabal and thus the sincerest…
This really takes me back: Mildly Interesting ’80s Print Ads presented by X-Entertainment, featuring Pogo Balls, WWF ice cream bars, Battle Beasts, Photon and more. LANGUAGE WARNING: Naughty, naughty words and concepts contained within linked article. Author’s mother never employed…
I’d be in the clear for years if only the Pet Professional hadn’t summed up my average day so well. Heh. UPDATE: Except for the prank phone calls, of course. Also, I neverrarely pick my nose at my desk.
I sincerely apologize to all of my splenectomized readers who, as Brad kindly pointed out, are incapable of venting something they don’t have. No offense was intended. You may, in lieu of your spleen, vent your appendix, tonsils, gallbladder or…
“Sexual Healing” by Marvin Gaye. Thanks, WJJZ.
