Seen while channel-flipping:
Elton John singing "Crocodile Rock" with a stadiumfull of middle-aged people jumping around going "naaaaa, na-na-na-na, na-na-na-na, na-na-na-naaa."
Kathy Griffin saying how she doesn't confront people. She was raised right, you see, and only talks about them behind their backs. It's called manners.
The whales have had enough of the delta. They made good time today, and are bedded down between Alcatraz and Tiburon. Marine biologists, Coast Guard officers, and State Fish & Game employees are all confident that they'll head out through the Golden Gate tomorrow. (Me, I think they'll be making a side trip to San Jose.) A Darwinist said that maybe a couple of whales who can't find the ocean without the help of marine biologists, Coast Guard officers, and State Fish & Game employees maybe shouldn't be in the gene pool...
Today's earrings: Elephant heads, dopamine molecules
Bedtime reading: Aesop's Fables, Townsend & James, trans.
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
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