I have a handful of links to get rid of. Don’t expect anything resembling a coherent theme to the topics of this post.
First and most serious: mounting proof that the 2004 presidential election was stolen. It’s long. Read it all. Cringe at the number of federal laws that were broken, let alone the rest of the shady, non-kosher polling practices.
Now, to cheer you up: the hazards of beet pulp. Don’t drink anything while you’re reading it.
Brave New Words. The Oxford Dictionary of Science Fiction has a publication date, at last.
Hey, Khet? I think you have some competition.
And, in conclusion, I give you Vitas. Watch a smirking little girly-man jump three octaves as if he hasn’t noticed that men aren’t supposed to be sopranos. (Countertenors weird me out a little.) If the smirk doesn’t entertain you enough — or if it does — then try the music video version, where in he’s a smirking little fish-boy instead. Then go watch him sing “Lucia di Lammermoor” — you know, that piece the female opera singer performs in The Fifth Element. Cracktastical, I tell you, and I’ve only watched a few of the videos so far.
That will do for now.