Sidney Harris, actually.

Huh. Coulda sworn it was Far Side. Oh, well. Thanks for the link!

Mine as well. It makes me very angry, in a spluttering manner.

Makes me kinda angry as well. Personally, I think Cosmology is lot more dodgy than Evolution. Look, nobody can really explain this Dark Energy stuff, there must be a supernatural force causing all this explansion.

Edit: That should have been "expansion", but I like the word "explansion".

Look, nobody can really explain this Dark Energy stuff, there must be a supernatural force causing all this explansion.

But cosmology would be willing to jettison the whole concept if a sounder explanation occurs. It's just...they haven't come up with one yet. So keep looking and in the mean time, there's some weird shit happening and let's call it thus and work with the behaviors we think we can assign to it...

I was just being flip, trying to make a point already stated better. You could just throw a supernatural force into any theory that has any mysterious parts.

Der. Yeah. I'm rather missing subtleties today.

You could just throw a supernatural force into any theory that has any mysterious parts.

Powdered alcohol seemed like a miracle to me.

Powdered alcohol seemed like a miracle to me.

It's Wedding at Cana: The Unrated Version!

I mean, they wrote CE's doctor as sexual, and CE did a fine job with it. And by fine, I certainly mean fine.

You really, really do.

I expect to like DT's Doctor, it's just... I am sad at not getting another season (series, whatever) with CE. He was so, so good. And lickable.

Wow, there's now a whole series of t-shirts celebrating Flying Spaghetti Monsterism: [link]

I think I want the one that says, "I was touched by His Noodly Appendage"

eta:

Bobby,

Today I was blessed to receive a divine revelation from our Almighty Flying Spaghetti Monster. I have the privilege of informing you that it is His will that I become His Bride, in order that the Savior of mankind (who is to be called Macaroni) may be born on this earth. The FSM has revealed to me that your body is to be the vehicle by which his holy seed shall be transmitted in earthly form.

To that end, I have reserved a room for us at the Best Western Airport Inn, Boise, Idaho, for the evening of [removed]. I will be the woman wearing the WWFSMD t-shirt and eye patch.

I look forward to meeting you and fulfilling the will of our noodly master.

Julie
Boise, Idaho

I'm waiting for my mom and her hubby, Wayne, to arrive so I can take them on a driving tour of the city. Of course, I'm not driving (my little car doesn't have much a/c, and it's hard for Wayne's back to get in and out of it, so Mom's driving the rental), but I'll be directing Mom where to turn, etc. With Wayne's health issues, we won't be able to do any museums, but since he's an East Coaster who's never been to the city, I figure an impromptu tour, ending with some time spent up on Dog Beach on the north end of the city (easy access from the car) and a late lunch at an Irish restaurant might be sufficient. If we have time, I might have Mom drive us up to the Bahai Temple in Wilmette, but that's a big if.