Amazing article about an abandoned National Security Association spy station.

5:20 p.m.

My friend Sam blogged about a bumper sticker he saw that said, “Shake Your Ass for Jesus.” That’s fairly in line with my personal philosopy, which is that Jesus is a big fan of joyous booty motion.

2:44 p.m.

I cut this out of Newsweek a few years ago, and just came across it again:

“A mistake was made by a junior staffer who is no longer with the campaign.”

Dole for president deputy press secretary Christina Martin, on a letter Washington DC resident Irv Rastin received thanking him for his contribution, which began “Dear Cheetoh Breath”

9:49 a.m.

“It is no coincidence that you cross your fingers when you say ‘ready’ in sign language.”

From “Unrelated Individuals Forming a Group Waiting to Cross” by Melanie Bogue.

2:56 p.m.

Another reason I love Jane magazine, this review of the “Buttkicker Shaker”:

A $700 device you can attach to your couch to electrify your movie watching and music-listening experiences. Let’s say you rent Vertical Limit. When snow roars down the mountain, your Buttkicker-enhanced sofa will shake like you were actually in an avalanche, except without the death part. When I watch movies, I never think, “I’m missing out because when the bombs go off onscreen, I don’t feel anything in my butt.”

12:20 p.m.

I had a dream last night that a ’50s-dad type was telling me about taking his family on a trip out to California: “Yeah, we went to Silicon Valley to see the Internet. I thought we’d be able to just walk right up close enough to touch it, but they kept it behind about five feet of glass. The kids were disappointed.”

10:39 a.m.

Yes, it’s a poem, but it’s a good poem. Besides which, there’s a link to pornographic balloons below it. So humor me:

Sentimental Moment or Why Did
the Baguette Cross the Road?

     Don't fill up on bread
     I say absent-mindedly
     The servings here are huge

     My son, whose hair may be
     receding a bit, says
     Did you really just
     say that to me?

     What he doesn't know
     is that when we're walking
     together, when we get
     to the curb
     I sometimes start to reach
     for his hand

     Robert Hershon

1:12 p.m.

You thought clowns were scary before. Wait until you check out these balloons
9:55 a.m.

Great post from Metafilter:

Four out of Five Americans Know Earth Revolves around the Sun. I certainly wish this was an Onion Headline. Should we all know this? I’m inclined to think so. Elsewhere in the article, 2% of Americans believe that Independence was won from France. Shoot me in the face.

posted by liquidgnome at 11:00 AM PST

1:09 p.m.

Today’s not-good thing:

My fly has been open for several hours. My pants are tan. My underwear is red.

5:03 p.m.

Thanks to this what-happened-on-your-birthday-type site, I now know that the first shipment of fresh oysters came overland from Baltimore on the day I was born. Well, about a kazillion years before I was born on that day, but still. Crucial.

12:57 p.m.

This is a seven-year-old body builder. I’ve been there once, I’m never, ever going there again.

10:42 a.m.