Only the bloody English would strike over teapots.

The Straight Dope tackles one of life’s great mysteries: who the hell invented “Rock Paper Scissors”? (Dig that “Princess Bride” reference at the end, too.)

New Poll: It’s a tad, uh, autobiographical. Just give me some advice, okay?

Pole dancin’ for charity. I’d make a lot of jokes about it, but that chick makes WAY more money than I do, so I won’t.

I told Snookums about that whole Paint the Moon thing the other day, and he said it would never work. He claims that the main problem is simply that it’s too hard to aim, and that you have to be accurate to within half a degree to hit the moon. Space.com thinks it will fail for other reasons. Ah well, it still sounded neat.

Happy birthday to my housemate Alex!

Highlights include a riotous protest against the useless breaking of little doggy legs, a trip down the raging Thames, all about “Alice in Wonderland”, some big scary statue heads, and the famous “dreaming spires” of Oxford. Enjoy.

And no, that’s not me on the right.

DILEMMA: I’ve been nominated as Blog Babe of the Week, but I’m not sure whether to accept. The guy who runs it claims that it’s not sexist, but I feel a little cheesy. On one hand it seems like I’m just pandering to the very weirdos I resent when they instant message me, but on the other hand, I run a site called “web-goddess”, so who am I to say I’m above exploiting my gender for a few hits? What do you guys think? I’m not going to bother with setting up a poll, so please just leave your thoughts in the comments.

Roger Ebert discusses the Planet of the Apes ending some more, but I have no idea what it says. (I’m avoiding the spoilers.) You might find it interesting if you’ve seen the film. I, on the other hand, will continue to wait. *sigh*

Snookums and I almost bought a webcam yesterday in Oxford. I’m still toying with the possibility. So if I do get one, you guys will shower me with gifts in exchange for naked pictures, right?

(Read the article before you assume I’m sincere.)