I mean, it uses ethanol but that's not really saying a lot. But it's zoooooooooooomy. And zoomy is good to me. Unless it's a teal car.

So not only is there the carbon footprint, but also the offsetting of farmland for fuel production resulting in world starvation. Now in baseball you have the creation of farmland. To make baseball bats you use the entire trunk of a tree to whittle down to a baseball bat (it's true, I saw it on a cartoon. Simpsons maybe? I forget.) so you need a lot of trees to be cut down. What do you do with with forests that have been cut down and cleared to make baseball bats? It's turned into cropland or grazing land for cattle.

It's turned into cropland

Which is then used to grow corn to destroy the world create ethanol to power Cass's cars. It's the circle of sports!

Cattle are important for making baseballs, you know. Also cork and lots and lots of string. (I don't know what string is made out of, but surely it comes from a farm!!)

And when you're done using a baseball, you can eat it.

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Aha, good tip. I'll try that.

I remember reading that in --- Welsh, maybe? -- there way a grayish-green color that had a separate word from just "green."

Also, when I learned the rainbow in school, it was red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple. My mother learned it at red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, violet. I remember having arguments with her when I was six or so and drawing a picture of the rainbow, and she thought it had the wrong colors.

I have so much hatred for today that I don't think I can quantify it. Maybe if the universe sent me a cabana boy with some thai food and an ice pack.

shrift, I'm with you. I am made entirely of gronk and mast cells. Stupid pollen. The only thing getting me through today is the prospect of new comics.

I woke up gronky and full of hate, but Cash Cab is making me happier. Ben Bailey is adorable. And ... lots of people are really, really stupid.

The only thing getting me through today is the prospect of new comics.

Yeah, my allergies are asstastic and I've got a bum foot thanks to, uh, an overindulgence in concerts and mosh pits. I need to get through today so I can go to the south side to see a bunch of dorks play some songs, because the internets have tasked me with taking pictures and grabbing more of their adorably lame free CDs.

And then I can go back to bed.

NASCAR related: Have you guys seen this chocolate bar? And am I the only one that giggles at it's name?

Yes and yes. One of the most startling realizations, when I started watching NASCAR, was that there was an entire world of advertising and merchandising that I was completely unaware of. There is really nothing that someone won't stick a driver's name or face on.

My favorite merch item discovery was the Dale Jr. face shield.

I remember reading that in --- Welsh, maybe? -- there way a grayish-green color that had a separate word from just "green."

Well, of course: in a land that foggy, you need a whole separate word for the color of mold.