My friend Pat McDonald just IMed me to let me know that he’s finished his last final and his college career is finally over. An excerpt from our hilarious conversation:

PatMcd01: done with college
KrisinLondon: SWEET!
PatMcd01: i’m as smart as i’ll ever be right now
KrisinLondon: hahahahaha… That’s an interesting way to look at it.
PatMcd01: i’ll be getting dumber very soon

Given that George W. Bush will be presenting his commencement address next weekend, I told him I’d have to agree. To which he responded:

PatMcd01: haha… i should ask gw about my job strategery

Indeed.

Wow! “The Real World” is finally going to shoot a season in Chicago. They wanted to do it before but claimed that the weather was too crappy. Evidently they’ve now realized that Chicago has summer too.

This stupid article makes it sound like that alleged murderer was on her period and that’s why it’s understandable that she went on a homicidal rampage. Yeah, I realize that it goes on to explain she had an “associated polycystic ovary syndrome”, but they still make it sound like it was just “Aunt Flo.”

Roger Ebert susses out the answer to one of cinema’s greatest riddles: “Are Jay and Silent Bob inspired by C3PO and R2D2?”

I was just debunking an e-mail forward from my mom about roach eggs in envelope glue when I noticed that the Snopes site has redesigned. Very nice.

This is without a doubt the most annoying Michael Stipe interview I’ve ever read in my life. The author decided that Stipe was too boring and generic so he literally made half of the article up. Parts of it are interesting, but I got quickly tired of reading a section only to find out that the whole thing was fictional. And it goes on for nine pages! But thanks to Max for the e-mail tip. REM news, even when irritating, is always welcome. (Less than week til the new album comes out!)

Which reminds me, I saw them on this British variety show last Friday night called “Later with Jools Holland.” They played a couple of their new songs, and then Michael started talking about that Nelson Mandela concert I wanted to go to the previous weekend. Apparently all the artists were sitting around in the green room or something and suddenly Mr. Mandela came in and asked who’d sing him a song. Michael said, “And so we were, like, ‘Uhh..’ and the Corrs were, like, ‘Uhh…’ and Mel, er, Melanie, uh, C? was like, ‘Uhh…’” I found it really funny that he couldn’t remember which Spice Girl he met. (It was B.)

A Statistical look at the likelihood of an individual being able to go out with Britney Spears. Thanks, John. I needed a good laugh.

Apparently we had a rather disturbing incident in the night… Alex’s cute little red car got broken into! It was right there in front of the house, and somebody completely bent back part of the door to get in! They didn’t take anything though. Bunch o’ animals in this city, I tell you.

In college we always swore by the toothpaste method.

I don’t know about “inhuman punishment”, but I think it’s ridiculous that a convicted train robber can escape from prison, flee the country, live high on the hog in Brazil for almost forty years, and then return to England penniless on his deathbed to reap the benefits of better health care. It seems pointless to put a 70-year-old man in jail again, but it also seems pretty fair.