Thoughts on the Transmigration of the Soul

Gaze with reverence upon the albino peacock. So majestic and pure. I think I found a goal for reincarnation in a next life.

The Shrine of the Mitten

Yesterday we were invited to a party. The location must remain undisclosed, because the house we went to has been found to have around $500,000 worth of collectible items, most of it sports-related. Now, I was never a big sports fan. But still, though unable to fully comprehend the magnitude of what I was faced with, I was struck with shock and awe upon seeing the display cabinets. There were heaps upon heaps of autographed baseball bats, hockey sticks and even autographed cereal boxes depicting famous players. And the jewel in the crown: Mohammad Ali's autographed boxing gloves. Damn.

P.S. - I'm addicted to Bluffr.

Put On That Sexy Snow Suit

Megan came up with a new form of entertainment for those hot summer nights. It's called Dress Poker. You start out completely in the buff and gradually, as you lose ground in the game, are made to wear additional garments and layers of clothing. This goes on until one or more of the participants suffocate or are subdued by heat stroke.
This game will probably remain theoretical until it can be tested under adequate weather conditions. Here in Canada, I trust that wouldn't happen any time in the near future.

Dwarves of the World, Unite!

It turns out that Walt Disney books are the most widely translated in the world, while timeless classics such as Lenin's works occupy "only" the fourth place (UNESCO's Index Translationum).

Avast! Shoe overboard!

Useless fact of the day:
Some of the most accurate data we have on underwater ocean currents was gathered based on the floating movements of Nike shoes and hockey gloves that jumped freight ships.