Jon plus 4, Kate plus 4?

Right now I'm watching the newest episode of Jon and Kate plus 8; it is pretty much the most depressing thing ever. This is the episode where they announce their divorce. Also on tonight: new episodes of Weeds and Nurse Jackie.

Last week was brutal. The heat index is over 100 degrees every day and even in amiable temperature conditions children don't respond to me that well. I realized that stretching out snack time as long as humanly possible is essential to survival.

Anyway, here's the long-awaited link to the almighty blog of Andrew Beale. Get ready to laugh, and be impressed by his witty quips:



The Subway Scrabbler

The Great Pop vs. Soda Controversy

(Pondial differences)

Since the earliest research into the the English Language as spoken in North America was begun by Noah Webster in the early 18th century, the regional variations in dialect have always been the most challenging and difficult to explain field. Since the development of carbonated beverage in 1886, one of linguistic geography's most important and least investigated phenomena has been the sharp regional divisions in the use of the terms "pop" and "soda." Due to the domination of hard-line conservative lingusitic geographers in such leading institutions such as Harvard, Yale, Stanford and the University of the West Indies, this dilemma has been swept under the rug . . . until now. Using the new technologies of the Internet and the World Wide Web, I and my colleagues at the California Institute of Technology and Lewis & Clark College are undertaking a bold new research into this fascinating area.

CONCLUSION: People who say "Pop" are much, much cooler.

(extract from the "Pop vs. Soda" page)

http://www.ugcs.caltech.edu/~almccon/pop_soda/

http://www.yaelf.com/swot.shtml

Summer

Not much new in the workings of my life lately. I've spent the last few days watching episodes of Weeds online and will probably spend the next few days doing the same thing. Thank God there are only 4 seasons. In fact, as I write this there is an episode loading in another window.

I start molding young, impressionable future cheerleaders of suburban Houston next Saturday. It promises to be hot, miserable, and frustrating. Maybe even low-paying. Luckily I just dropped $360 on a bridesmaid dress that looks pretty mediocre on.

What a sad post this is. I'll check back when I have something less cranky to report.

I stopped eating meat too, but the veggie burgers I bought taste a lot better than the ones Will bought. Let's see how long it lasts.