I was thinking along the lines of some of my craxy ass friends.

Cutiehead Cherub has been spinning in circles so that he can stop and wobble and laugh his cutiehead cherub face off. Cousin has no problem with this other than that he likes to do it on their tile floor, at which point I had to remind her that without even the excuse of being almost 2, she, her sister, and I thought it was really fun to be spun around and around on a 6ft. scaffolding on the flagstone under the bridge downtown in S'port while drunk.

This link has two videos for the price of one: Bill Baily, Chaucer and the Devil's Tool

Here's a lovely bit of everyone's favorite, Bill Bailey, doing a bit known as the pubbe gagge. After the break, there's a bonus bit in which he freaks Jonathan Ross out with a theremin. Lovely.

Bill Bailey is a musician/comedian. I've never heard of him. The first video (the Chaucer pubbe gagge) is pretty funny. The second is funny and strange, as the host is terribly confused by Bill's theremin - he seems convinced that the theremin is not actually making the weird sounds, and that Bill must have an accomplice helping him.

Random bizarre airplane photo: [link]

I bought my first song off itunes!

(ok, I know, lame. But I've not done this before!)

Yay sarameg! Soon, you too will know the joys of "Hey, what was that song I liked when I went ice skating with that boy/on that show/on that random compilation cd? I want that song! Ahh. Got it!"

Dear House writers, Blech. Please don't do that again.

Cereal -- high-speed photography of milk hitting coffee. Very pretty!

I would love a huge one of the ones with the coffee cup to hang in my kitchen or bedroom-though I don't take milk in mine.

It's 4.9 degrees out. And really not that warm in either. (I'm wearing two wool sweaters and still feeling chilly.)

And the cats were just nutty earlier: racing the length of the apartment like they were being chased.

House: It reminded me of one of those 'long-lost daughter' fics. Or at least, were I casting one I'd pick her