I suck at spring cleaning, too.

Organization comes as naturally to me as fire eating, which is to say, not at all. Nonetheless (Nevertheless?), I finally updated Lucretius' site with the new address, added Casting Stones Productions, my uncle's store which will give you all the hilarious soul-destroying sacrilege you've been craving, and added Damn Interesting, which is...um, that.

Now I just have to throw away the bits of wrapping paper that's been sitting on my table since last week...

It truly is the most wonderful time of the year...

Our whole family is basking in the reflective glow of my brother Nevsky's newborn daughter, a child I fully intend to spoil to the maximum safe limit allowed by the US government.

(That limit, by the way, has been established at about 450-600 microhiltons, depending on the season.)

In the meantime, enjoy this little Christmas cartoon (the really good part is about three minutes in)...

I'm at a loss.

Lawmaker aims to allow the blind to hunt

The only thing I'll point out that in the Slashdot article referencing this story, one of the user-assigned tags was "dickcheney"...

No, no, no, you're supposed to call it bleen...

Sometimes Slashdot is the best thing to read in the morning, there's nothing like reading about the invention of a new number as soon as the coffee kicks in.

The new number, called "nullity", apparently solves the problem of division by zero. I'd try to explain it, but for me it'd take at least two more cups of coffee, a half-bottle of Nyquil, and a smack in the head with a silk-wrapped phone book.

And this is being taught to 10-year-olds in Britain. This could be the biggest threat to American public schools since when they tried to shove the metric system down our throats...

Helping out the shoppers...

Has anyone found the need to buy a really expensive and unbelievably unnecessary gift with an outstandingly cool name? Well, thanks to this Wired article, I got pointed to...the anti-griddle!

Yes, for only $845 you can instantaneously freeze sauces, purees, or the skin of your hand when you accidentally lean on it!

Or you could just call 1-800-OYSTERS for that pick-me-up briny bouquet!

(Disclaimer: That number, if it exists, isn't for that company, but it should be.)

Wait, you mean it isn't already?

Read on CNN that Comedy Central is making a cartoon about the Bush administration.

Well, if they're going to make a cartoon true to the subject, it should be about fifteen times more frightening than Watership Down, which freaked the shit out of me when I was eight.

Then again, some of those psychedelic Electric Company skits freaked me out, too. Maybe I was just easily freaked out. On the other hand, I did sit through The Day After...