…Only far, far bundle-of-joy-ier. (Click the image for the full size scanination)
We’re due March 17th — that’s right, a St. Patty’s Day baby. They’ll still wear orange, though. *grin*
Stuff I Learned On The Internet[s], Recent History Edition
People approach me and say “Doug, we haven’t seen you post recently. What have you been learning on the Internet these last two weeks that you haven’t been posting?”*
I learned that Matt Mullenweg started WordPress partially of a desire to help out his church.
I learned that one does not mess with Finns named Simo Häyhä, particularly if one is Russian.
I learned that Guy Ritchie is making a “Michael Bay version” of “Sherlock Holmes” (“I command ‘Sherlock Holmes’ to be awesome“):
I learned that Ted Vigilante is the single best superior court judge name ever and that he will likely have to be played by Chuck Norris, should a made-for-TV movie ever be produced based solely upon his name.
I learned that Sen. Jim “R0xx0r Your S0xx0rs” DeMint is not afraid to drop the XML Bomb on his crotchety Senate colleagues. (I also learned he desperately needs a new headshot that doesn’t make him look like a goober.)
Continue reading “Stuff I Learned On The Internet[s], Recent History Edition”
Your Daily Dose Of “…What The Crap?”
[With apologies to Scott Johnson, of My Extra Life fame, for his coinage of phrase.]
Dear President Obama, what the crap?
Obama Considers Zany Climate Engineering Gadgets to Fight ‘The Warming’.
Obama is apparently considering using a machine that would suck up smog and shoot it into the upper atmosphereâ€”reflecting the sun’s raysâ€”as a way to fight global warming. I’m not joking.
Dear IRS, what the crap?
Tax deductions you’ve never heard of, including allowances for kidnapped children:
Back in 2000, the Internal Revenue Service issued a ruling that members of Congress called “cruel, heartless and anti-family.” It said that parents of a child that had been kidnapped could only claim the child as a dependent for the year in which the child had been kidnapped, not for later years. Congress threatened to write a law to remedy the situation, but the IRS quickly revised its ruling. Now parents whose child has been kidnapped can continue to take all credits and exclusions for which they would be eligible if the child still lived with them, until the child would be 18 years old or is found dead. The one caveat: the child must have been abducted by a stranger and not a family member.
We have a really screwed up tax system…
Continue reading “Your Daily Dose Of “…What The Crap?””
Daddy/Will “Date”, March 2009
Will and I hopped a train to Philly and caught a Wings lacrosse game over the weekend. The Wings were playing the Minnesota Swarm.
Minnesota won, 13-12. W00t!
Fun With Flowcharts
That’s Not Particularly Statesman-like, Senator Obama!
From CNN’s “breaking news” headlines area just now:
I mean, I know Joe Biden can be a bit of a bore at times, but adding insult to the whole not-choosing-him-for-Vice-President thing is just mean.
Heh. And the breathless press waits breathlessly for The One to breathily make His Veep Pronouncement.
Your Tax Dollars At Work: NASA Redefines “EPIC FAIL”
Sure, it’s no $400 million weather satellite, but NASA’s test of the new Orion vehicle’s parachute system is certainly up there in the “ouch” department — the high speed fall from 25,000 with precisely zero successful chute deployments is downright hilarious to watch. One can almost envision Buster being pulled from the wreckage with all of his shock stickers broken wide open.
Variations On A Theme
Along the lines of yesterday’s efforts, Merlin Mann linked to a new artistic trend: placing baby/toddler faces in old yearbooks to comedic/frightening effect.
Here’s my quick attempt using my children as guinea pigs:
If The World Were Populated By A Hideous Race Of… Me’s.
By way of Merlin Mann’s linkblog/tumblog, I stumbled across Yearbook Yourself, a site that allows you to insert your visage into yearbook photos of years gone by. While the above-linked shots of Mike Monteiro are downright hilarious, I shall allow you, my readers, to judge the results I obtained (click the photos to see larger versions in an interactive LightBox-esque slideshow):
Continue reading “If The World Were Populated By A Hideous Race Of… Me’s.”