The beaver is a proud and noble animal

Here's a few links from the Gallery of regrettable food^†

http://www.lileks.com/institute/gallery/knudsen/6.html

http://www.lileks.com/institute/gallery/knudsen/7.html

http://www.lileks.com/institute/gallery/knudsen/8.html

http://www.lileks.com/institute/gallery/knudsen/9.html

With some descriptions quoted below, for your reading and culinary pleasure:

This dish is useful only if a guest has a sudden attack of hemorroids, and needs to lower himself into something that sooths and cools. Otherwise, skip it.

This applies a layer of foam insulation atop a bed of celery-flecked gelatin. The item is shown here as it always appeared at the end of every party: one piece removed, probably by the hostess, and the rest of the dish untouched

† Original link: http://www.lileks.com/institute/gallery/spec.html

Women look best once a month

Women who make the room light up with their good looks may have a secret up their sleeve – it may be down to their menstrual cycle. Both men and women consider a woman's face to be at its most attractive when she is at the peak of her fertility, according to new research.

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[Other] work has shown that women prefer masculine-looking men when they are ovulating. At other times, he says, they prefer softer features that are associated with more social and caring behaviour.

Original article : http://www.nature.com/nsu/040329/040329-6.html

Try watching this without yawning. I wasn't able to :D

http://turnpikefilms.com/spots/thecure.html

From talking to various people, I discovered that there's a breed of cats that's apparently good for people with allergies, like myself, because they don't produce the protein that induces the allergic response.

I'm going to see the breeder this weekend. If I don't die from allergies and if I get roommate and landlord approval, I'm going to get a kitty. Go have a look at the website: http://stthomascats.homestead.com/kittens.html

I'm leaning towards red or blue, with a preference for red.

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Just so you know, I added some more comics

I went to bed way the hell too late last night, and it's all Michel's fault. He twisted my arm to go do something that, while really fun, is catching up with me today.

Dinner was most excellent.

The chicken was golden and tender and juicy, the soup like liquid velvet, the pasta salad nice zesty. All in all, one of my better meals :) It was very well received, and my sister loved it, so it was worth the effort. I still have mountains of dishes to do, but seeing as I *always* have mountains of dishes, that's not a big concern right now.

Today involves Ikea goodness, and then I'm making a batch of pasta sauce. Nummy! You're all invited for dinner :D

It's 5:30 pm and I just managed catch my breath today. It's my own damn fault, really, but still. It all started last night, when I went to a party at saucylaur's place. Now given that I didn't know anybody there, and I'd never actually even met the hostess, even showing up was a big thing for little ol' introverted me. Must mean I'm growing up, as the me of even a few years ago would never have had the chutzpah to have gone :D

I had a really fun time, and came back with a fridge magnet^†, some very interesting quotes^‡ and a bit of a hangover this morning :) Not a big one, as one of the good things about being an old fart is the ability to judge when you need to stop killing braincells, but advil was my friend this morning. It's been quite a while since I've been in that altered a state :P

That last part kinda hindered my morning, which made me late for other things, chief among them being cooking for Nat. I scrambled to do my groceries, my laundry, my dishes and get my stuffing cooked. Right now, the chicken is cooking away, and as soon as I finish writing this, I'll go start the pasta salad.

It's a beautiful day outside, all the windows in the apartment are opened, and it smells really good in my kitchen. Life is good.

† All part of my fiendish master plan
‡ Including, but not limited to, cooking eggs naked in the kitchen of a russian jew, beastial anal sex, vagina descriptions and a band called “ass attack”.

A shepherd is demanding a refund after he swapped his prize goat for a friend's wife – only to have her run back to her husband three months later.

Todor Mitevski struck the deal when friend Vladimir Petrov complained his wife, Katya, had failed to produce children and was stupid.

When his wife came back, Mr Petrov told police in Bulgaria: 'I'm keeping the goat – he's welcome to the wife if he can get her to go back.'