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In Canada, the equivalent of having a green card in the US is called being a landed immigrant. So why do they give priority to people who come by ship or plane over people who walk or drive over the border?

Scientists find nothing in the void where the Bang caused the hole in the middle of it all. Too bad Carl isn't here to make beelyuns and beelyuns.

(Seriously, the story is about a "cold spot" in the cosmic microwave background which matches up with an area of deep sky with almost nothing in it, apparently billions of light years across. Which, assuming the observations are confirmed, should give astrophysicists and SF writers something to chew on for years to come.)

A thought I had sometime this morning:

Optimitrist: the guy who adjusts the prescription on your rose-colored glasses.

The increasingly severe shortage of weekends is a crisis which we must address. I propose a major calendar reform: delete Monday and Wednesday (nobody likes those days anyway), so that we have a 5 day week. 3 days working and two days off is a much better schedule, but best of all, 365 days divided into 5 days weeks gives us 73 weeks a year. That's 21 extra weekends (40% more) to fit all the good stuff into.

I must report that I appear to be in possession of a defective malamute.

Meg does not like the snow at all. She has several times acted like she wants to go out, and then when I open the door, balked at the snow.

I just walked over to use the machine which has VC 7 on it to update the project files with the new files I added (I'm using VC 8 but the source control version is VC 7), and it presented me with the message "Preparing to stand by" as the hard drive woke up and it started doing things.

Here I will write in my bloggy
The Midwest today is so soggy
I believe even a froggy
Would agree we've had far too much rain
Tiger cages not fit for a hoggy
I had to wipe mud off my doggy
I find I'm becoming quite groggy
You see, it's affecting my brain
I'd like to go out for a joggy
But my driveway's so thoroughly boggy
I would submerge and soon cloggy
My lungs with this slop I disdain
When I drive my windows get foggy
But walking is horribly sloggy
So I'll sit like a bump on a loggy
Desperately reaching to end this quatrain

... I think I'd better give up now.

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Snerk

Calendar reform

Snow dog... NOT

Waiting to wait...

A poem for today

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