Damnation. They're going to kill Hubble.

Cindy, I don't even have to click the link. I read the news this morning and I know EXACTLY what story you're talking about. Tell Christopher I said NO DRIVING!

Depending on your perspective, it was horrifying or hilarious. For me, both at the same time.

Oh, definitely hilarious.

For weeks afterward there were people writing into the local newspaper claiming that their children had been permanently traumatized by the scene, and that the city council should pass a law prohibiting rabbit desecration at Easter time

I'll bet kids suffer more from their parents' lack of a sense of humor than anything else.

I'll bet kids suffer more from their parents' lack of a sense of humor than anything else.

When I was a kid (second or third grade?), a dog got killed by a snowplow near our school. The body was completely burried, but as spring came, the doggie corpse started peeking through the snow, and each day we could see more of it. The whole thing amused the hell out of me.

Damnation. They're going to kill Hubble.

Is it because the Bible doesn't make any mention of low orbit telescopes, so having one must be WRONG?

When I was a kid (second or third grade?), a dog got killed by a snowplow near our school. The body was completely burried, but as spring came, the doggie corpse started peeking through the snow, and each day we could see more of it. The whole thing amused the hell out of me.

I'm too much of a sap, I guess. Everytime I see a dead dog or cat I have a momentary pang where I worry about a family missing their pet.

My sister and DH participated in a 100 mile bike ride last spring. Well, they were slow. A lot slower than most of the other riders. At some point, six hours into the ride, my sister got so sick of getting passed with the friendly, "On you left!" call that is customary she yelled, "On your left!" to the next piece of road kill they came along.

I'm too much of a sap, I guess. Everytime I see a dead dog or cat I have a momentary pang where I worry about a family missing their pet.

Well as an adult I'm much more empathetic towards the dead animal and the surviving family....

I'm not sure about the woman leading off this article. I mean, I can't imagine starting a Computer Science degree without any programming experience. Or if I did, I wouldn't be remotely surprised to find myself way over my head and need to drop out. I certainly wouldn't draw attention to myself by granting interviews. And, dude, my degree was Math and Computer Science -- and just excelling at math wouldn't have carried me through. Just because you can do math doesn't mean you can program.

Slightly relatedly, I'm taken aback by how many people I encounter these days in IT who don't have CS degrees, and who can't program. It just seems so limiting. And it becomes screamingly apparent when you watch some of them try and model data. The requirement for consistency and adaptability escapes too many.

I went to the big art deco bookstore last night and was absolutely flabbergasted by the number of books like The Lazy Husband and various other Here's-What's-Wrong-with-Your-Man- and-How-To-Fix-It-without-Him-Ever-Noticing titles that were out on prominent display. Although it has no direct bearing on my life, I feel like I should give the finger to women who regard their significant others as fixer-upper opportunities out of solidarity with my heterosexual brethren.

Now I know I'm never getting into Heaven for fear of how much time I'd spend bitchslapping St. Valentine over his damn holiday.