It’s uncertain which strain of OCD started this, but I’m sure it was left untreated. It is an activity that consists entirely of repeatedly stacking and unstacking plastic cups. It’s called Sport Stacking, though it looks like it’s a “sport” in the way competitive eating is a sport. Still, it’s impressive to watch someone who’s good at it. Click the picture to see a very short video (WMV) of the world record holder:

It’s been discovered that a certain species of louse seeks out a fish, eats the fish’s tongue, then becomes the tongue.

What did you think the picture was?

Disney has started to sell Old Yeller Dog Food. That’s fucking demented. Who could possibly want to buy a dog food based on a movie in which the title dog suffers rabies and is killed by its owner?

Read this.

But I mean, really, is that a surprise? That they were polite? The alternative hypothesis is not consistent with, say, I don’t know, being fucking caged up.

The subject of most represetative crocheting projects seem to lean toward the hausfrau trifecta (tissue-box cozies, cats, and angels). This woman departs from that. Here you can find teeth in a jar, bloody rabbits crushed by carrots, aliens with huge genitals, and monsters with dozens of IV drips.

In Holland there’s a public library that lends out living people. In an effort to encourage contact with ethnic minorities and other marginalized members of society they’ve “procured” homosexuals, drug addicts, asylum seekers, gipsies and the physically handicapped.

There is a building at the MN State Fair devoted to agriculture which includes plants, flowers, vegetables, honey, etc. One of the draws is a room with seed art. Here are some of the “best.”

Billy Graham smiling – I suppose this was constructed before he declared a fatwa.

Remember I thought the poster had a retarded dog? Well, this is certainly a retarded cat, seed style.

T-Bone. MMmmm.

Seed diorama to our fallen soldiers.

My favorite of the displayed pieces – who can debate the sentiment? In case you can’t read it, it says “Snails are boring.”

Smoky the Bear seed art with a key to the components.

Second favorite.

OK – All of this shit is idiotic. I suppose this is what you do when its -50 outside and you don’t feel like ice fishing.

Bluegrass girl, this is just like your plane experience.

Crabby and I went to a new restaurant in town last night. At the table next to us was a spikey-haired 40-ish new-ager (licensed joyologist type). She was breastfeeding her son. I’m not good with estimating children’s ages, but when he was done feeding, he got down, walked over to another person at the table who had his toy bag and politely asked, “Can I please have my truck”.