Seriously?

No, not seriously. I found this website selling a calendar of Mormon boys. At first I wasn't sure about whether or not this was a real calendar. After all, the Catholic Church made one filled with hunkalicious priests so this wouldn't be the first religious beefcake calendar I've seen. And from what I know of the Mormon church, they're very interested in collecting every dollar they can. Tithing is a big thing and years ago, when I visited Salt Lake City, several people pointed out to me humorously that the larger than life statue of Joseph Smith in Temple Square is standing with his back to the church and his hand extended towards the bank. The idea that some members of the Mormon church would come up with the idea of making this calendar and not see the conflict with their belief system wasn't surprising. Then I looked through some of the t-shirts they were also selling. The ones of boys on bicycles labeled "Missionary Position" seemed possible. Then I found the two that follow. The first is titled "Lots of Love" and is available in "We Don't Drink Coffee Brown." The second is titled "I'm My Own Uncle."



Clearly, this is not church sanctioned stuff.

Return to New York.

After barely making onto the plane on my trip out to SF, I decided to be more careful on my return trip. I had rented a car to drive to the airport and knew that returning the car might take some time. So I dedicated an hour for the trip to the airport and another half hour for returning the car and taking the monorail to the terminal, knowing that neither part of the journey would take so long. I ended up getting all the way through check in before 5am. Yay. SFO didn't open the security gates until 5:30am. So I walked all around the airport... the entire airport. I checked out the art work, SFO has a lot of it, including a really cool exhibit on Warner Bros. cartoons, so it's not like I didn't have anything to do. I finally decided to head over to the gate around 6ish since we were going to start boarding at 6:15am. Then entire terminal was empty and my gate was at the very end of it, the only gate in use apparently at this hour in the morning. But when I got there, a Virgin America flight to Los Angeles was in the process of boarding. I checked my ticket and the departures screen, afraid that I was at the wrong gate, (which I've done before). Nope, this was the right gate. I approached the desk and asked an agent just to make sure. Yep, we'll be boarding as soon as they're done. Of course, the other flight wasn't done before we were supposed to begin getting on the plane and, yet again, Virgin America left late. Still, once we were in the air I fell asleep for nearly the entire flight which was smooth and swift. I arrived in New York feeling rested and happy. All in all, I felt like Virgin America wasn't any worse than any other airline I've been on lately. And for the price, I can deal with the cheesy lighting... at least until they pull a JetBlue and hike the rates.

A Miracle?

Flocks of gullible faithful have convened in Minersville, PA where an apparition of the blessed Virgin Mary appears daily on one house' garage door. Watch the following only if you're prepared for something astonishing!


Okay, yeah. Aren't these people bothered in the slightest bit that shadows move through the "apparition" when they approach it? Don't any of these people understand the concept of light reflection? What the flip is going on in their heads as they stand there? I'm amazed that people can be so foolish and I'm shocked that the news media report this as if it were worthy of respect. I don't think it's right to make fun of someone's belief in the metaphysical. But if that belief can easily be shown by a fifth grader to be patently false, then I say they're open game. But the worst thing about this is that these are the sort of people who decide that they're smart enough to home-school their children.

Thank You Mr. Olbermann.

If you weren't clear about why Sen. Larry Craig was arrested, this reenactment of the arresting officer's account should clarify things.