Yeah, fenugreek reeks of syrup. I can see that. That is hilarious.

I think Bill Gates has a screw loose.

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Microsoft founder turned disease-battling philanthropist Bill Gates loosed mosquitoes at an elite Technology, Entertainment, Design (TED) Conference to make a point about the deadly sting of malaria.

or b) how publishing's really not that far gone and hey, they just got a new five-book contract for a were-vamp series and their last book just hit the NYT list.

If you're going to be within arm's reach of Stephenie Meyer, I will kick in money toward bail should it be necessary.

Microsoft founder turned disease-battling philanthropist Bill Gates loosed mosquitoes at an elite Technology, Entertainment, Design (TED) Conference to make a point about the deadly sting of malaria.

Philanthropist...or budding super-villain in disguise?

This is cool: immortal jellyfish!

The Turritopsis Nutricula is able to revert back to a juvenile form once it mates after becoming sexually mature.

Marine biologists say the jellyfish numbers are rocketing because they need not die.

Dr Maria Miglietta of the Smithsonian Tropical Marine Institute said: "We are looking at a worldwide silent invasion."

From the US Copyright Office FAQ: How do I protect my sighting of Elvis?

Copyright law does not protect sightings. However, copyright law will protect your photo (or other depiction) of your sighting of Elvis. File your claim to copyright online by means of the electronic Copyright Office (eCO). Pay the fee online and attach a copy of your photo. Or, go to the Copyright Office website, fill in Form CO, print it, and mail it together with your photo and fee. For more information on registration a copyright, see SL-35. No one can lawfully use your photo of your sighting, although someone else may file his own photo of his sighting. Copyright law protects the original photograph, not the subject of the photograph.

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Ah, now this is my kind of meme:

25 Random Things I Hate About Fucktards On Facebook I Don't Know In The Least But Who, Nonetheless, Are My "Friends"

11. I hate that I hated you in high school/college, but didn't really know you, and have only friended you to see if you look really fucked up now, but you don't. You look normal. You have too many fucking kids who play too many sports, but you otherwise look pretty well adjusted. I hate that.

I'm sort of sad, though, that the mysteriousness of the maple syrup smell has been revealed. It's more interesting as a mystery than as a solvable problem.

ALSO I'm still looking for a perfume that smells like maple syrup. Maybe I should expand that to include fenugreek perfume?

Children's advice for our new president--Thanks and Have Fun Running the Country is a new book. Some letters from kids to Obama:

Dear President Obama, The first thing you need to do is put your stuff in the White House. Be careful, Abraham Lincoln haunts one of the bedrooms. Look around the White House. Meet with your helpers. Get a puppy. Talk to America. Make a speech. Sincerely, Matthew Wong, age 8, Chicago

Dear Mr. Obama, As president, I would move into the White House and get some people to help me with my homework. I would fill the White House with chocolate and gravy (but not together) and mashed potatoes or maybe fill it with root beer. I'd drive through the White House on a boat. We'd make the floor out of mashed potatoes and the house would be filled with mashed potatoes. ... I'd have a couch made out of pudding that you could eat with a giant spoon. And I'd have a pizza carpet. After we'd eaten all of our furniture, we'd buy real furniture. Amir Abdelhadi, age 6 (as dictated to Katie McCaughan), Chicago

Dear President Obama: You are awesome!!! Some things you should do are: 1. Stop the use of oil in cars. 2. Clean up the ocean. 3. Help animals that are endangered. 4. Help immigrants get better jobs. 5. Give money to schools. 6. Fire the governor of California. Love, Hilda Herrera, age 12, San Francisco

Philanthropist...or budding super-villain in disguise?

I know, I'm wondering what all those attendees were thinking before he said, "Just kidding!" A nervous bodyguard could be forgiven for thinking "This man just tried to kill my boss!"