John Scalzi visits the Creation Museum:
The interplay of this Holy Trinity of explanations comes to its full realization when the Creation Museum considers what really are its main draw: Dinosaurs. Are dinosaurs 65 millions years old? As if — the Earth is just six thousand years old, pal! Dinosaurs were in the garden of Eden — and vegetarians, at least until the fall, so thanks there, Adam. They were still around as late as the mid-third millenium BC; they were hanging with the Sumerians and the Egyptians (or, well, could have). All those fossils? Laid down by the Noah’s Flood, my friends. Which is not to say there weren’t dinosaurs on the Ark. No, the Bible says all kinds of land animals were on the boat, and dinosaurs are a subset of “all kinds.” They were there, scaring the crap out of the mammals, probably.
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I pronounce 'often' to rhyme with 'iffen', y'all.
Don't pronounce the t.
Kat, I don't have the day off. I'm also out of scrapbooking tape. Grr.
Jesse, insent.
Happy Birthday, Jessica!
I want cupcake!
Instead I will have another cup of coffee.
I just promised a friend I'd do a 5-mile run with him in December. And it's a pretty hard one. But they have the best shirts. I guess I better start training. I haven't run since...March, maybe? yikes.
I don't usually say the "t" in often.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, JESSICA!
When you say "height" to you pronounce the "t"?
Yeppers.
I also apparently say "yeppers."
Don't you just love it when you make sartorial decisions in the early morning that turn out to be less-than-wise in the cold light of day?
I haven't even looked in the mirror since I left my apartment this morning. I know I look like death on toast. I don't need to know if my shirt is on backwards. Insult to injury.
