Oh, I would not like that feature at all. Talk about saying bad words at our toys.

Oh, I would not like that feature at all. Talk about saying bad words at our toys.

And it looks so cheeful when it's telling you what a loser you are, too.

Lewis just laughs at me.

And it looks so cheeful when it's telling you what a loser you are, too.

It really does. Little fucker.

Still, as I said in Bitches, it's fun and still the best way to trick myself into exercising that I've found. (Also, it is kind of nice to see those numbers improve.)

Man, not to toot my own horn, but the lentil soup I made last night is DELICIOUS.

Do you have a recipe, Jesse? I have lentils. and a pan.

I made a half-batch of this one: [link] So I guess it's really Ina's horn I should be tooting.... And seriously, the original recipe says 8-10 servings, but I feel like I'm going to get almost 8 servings after halving the recipe.

2008 Darwin Award winner: The Balloon Priest

(20 April 2008, Atlantic Ocean, Brazil) In 1982 Lawn Chair Larry, beloved survivor of a Darwin-worthy attempt, attached 45 helium weather balloons to his comfortable Sears lawn chair, packed a picnic and a , and cut the tether. But instead of drifting lazily above the Los Angeles landscape, the combined lift of 45 huge helium balloons rocketed Larry into LAX air traffic lanes 16,000 feet above sea level. Astoundingly, he survived the "flight."

In homage to Larry's aerial adventure, a Catholic priest recently ascended towards heaven on a host of helium party balloons. Adelir Antonio de Carli, 41, was attempting to set the world record for clustered balloon flight to publicize his plan to build a spiritual rest stop for truckers.

Sitting for more than 19 hours in a lawn chair is not a trivial matter, even in the comfort of your own backyard. The priest took numerous safety precautions, including wearing a survival suit, selecting a buoyant chair, and packing a satellite phone and a GPS. However, the late Adelir Antonio made a fatal mistake.

He did not know how to use the GPS.

The winds changed, as winds do, and he was blown inexorably toward open sea. He could have parachuted to safety while over land, but chose not to. When the voyager was perilously lost at sea, he prudently phoned for help. But rescuers were unable to reach him since he could not use his GPS! HE struggled with the control panel as the charge on the satellite phone dwindled.

Instead of a GPS, the priest let God be his guide, and God guided him straight to heaven. Bits of balloons began appearing on mountains and beaches. Ultimately the priest's body surfaced, confirming that he, like Elvis, had left the building.

The kicker? It's a Double Darwin. Catholic priests take vows of celibacy. Since they voluntarily remove themselves from the gene pool, the entire group earns a mass Darwin Award. Adelir Antonio wins twice over!

java, we're getting a WiiFit from DH's parents for Christmas. But we haven't made our plans to celebrate with them yet. I'm eager to try it out.

What a great gift!!

MMMM... That sounds yummy, Jesse. Alas I have no leeks.