"Nautilus 90 North."

USS Nautilus, first submarine to reach the North Pole.

Gud gets it.

Actually, I was hoping that someone didn't know that, but could figure it out by the latitude-only thing....

I guessed it. Not the submarine name, just the location.

Ugh. Didn't break the headache. Am online with work anyway. Maybe I'll try another rest period.

WTF ad for buses in Cardiff.

That's what happens when you live on a rift.

That's what happens when you live on a rift.

Hee!

I love that that ad seems to boil down to "Busses are neat because you meet people, like my wife, who is dead..."

It shouldn't be funny, and yet here I am, making embarrassing noises at work.

From The Onion:

Bunch Of Phonies Mourn J.D. Salinger

CORNISH, NH—In this big dramatic production that didn't do anyone any good (and was pretty embarrassing, really, if you think about it), thousands upon thousands of phonies across the country mourned the death of author J.D. Salinger, who was 91 years old for crying out loud. "He had a real impact on the literary world and on millions of readers," said hot-shot English professor David Clarke, who is just like the rest of them, and even works at one of those crumby schools that rich people send their kids to so they don't have to look at them for four years. "There will never be another voice like his." Which is exactly the lousy kind of goddamn thing that people say, because really it could mean lots of things, or nothing at all even, and it's just a perfect example of why you should never tell anybody anything.

I guessed it. Not the submarine name, just the location.

Me too. It was kind of like being on QI.

From The Onion:

That. Is. Perfect.

it really is.