Whoa, Paul Daniels has an online journal! He’s a professional British magician that you’d probably recognize if you saw him. The Snook and I once caught an episode of a reality TV show that took famous people and made them “start over” from the beginning of their profession. I believe Daniels was in Chicago with his wife Debbie, and he had to organize and put on a standup/magic show just as if he were a nobody.

The Top 20 Geek Novels, as nominated by readers of the Guardian‘s Technology Blog. I’ve read eight of them so far: 1. Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy; 3. Brave New World; 4. Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?; 5. Neuromancer; 6. Dune; 9. The Colour of Magic; 10. Microserfs; and 17. American Gods. Of those, I have to say that Microserfs and Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep? were far and away my favorites. I’m surprised Ender’s Game didn’t make the list though. Maybe it has something to do with Uncle Orson being an asshat… (Link courtesy of John, who has out-geeked me by nearly double.)

Me: Ooh, check it out! Evangeline Lily sucking face on the Hobbit…
Snookums: Yeah, I already saw that one. Wasn’t it on Rove? It’s like, “Are they just friends? Or are they MORE?”

We’re not even to our first wedding anniversary yet and the Snook has already passed me in celebrity gossip accumulation. His transformation is complete.

Tonight’s discovery: I like Nepalese food! The Snook and I were in the mood for something new so we perused menus on Glebe Point Road until we finally decided on House of Kathmandu. We had the mixed grill for two, garlic naan, and the boneless goat curry. Everything was excellent. The platter arrived sizzling hot with several different pieces of lamb and chicken. The meat was succulent and the coriander sauce was a lovely complement. I was a little apprehensive about eating goat, but other than being a bit chewy it just seemed like a lamb curry. (It was pretty spicy though, and we only had the “medium” heat. It definitely builds up on you!) For dessert, Snookums ordered the Gurkha Pudding and I had the Himalayan Ice Cream. Both were so good that we switched halfway through. The service was friendly, although I have to admit that they did flub our order a little bit. We were supposed to have pappadums to start and several side dishes, but in the end we had so much food anyway (and they didn’t charge us for the extra stuff) that we didn’t really miss it. We’ll definitely be going back!

Are you a Republican? I am apparently 13% Republican: “You’re a tax-and-spend liberal democrat. People like you are the reason everyone else votes for guys like Reagan or George W.” Greeeeat. (I mostly attribute my positive score to the idea that everyone should pay the same percentage tax, a position from which I freely admit I’m willing to be persuaded.)

Update: Ack! Forgot to give attribution. Link courtesy of Six Different Ways.

No offense to the breeders, but the Snook and I would looooove a restaurant that required children to be well-behaved. I’m not anti-kid; I’d sit down to dinner with Billy and Carissa Gaghan any day of the week. I’d just like a reduction in the number of times a nice dinner is ruined because some assclown both A) refused to get a sitter for the night and B) can’t control their heathen of a child. (And as long as we’re doing pie-in-the-sky wishes, can I get adult-only doctors’ waiting rooms too?)

Nora pointed me to these offensive T-shirts and I was all prepared to get righteously, feminist-ly angry, but instead I found myself laughing because I passed a chick on Broadway yesterday wearing the one that says, “I had a nightmare I was a brunette.” And she was a brunette.

Hmm. This explanation of how to pull a rabbit out of a hat is kinda disappointing. And messy. Wouldn’t the magician also get charcoal all over his head?

Why Arrested Development is the Best Show on Television. The Snook and I could not agree more.

Update: Noooooooo! Those idiots! Could it maybe move to cable?