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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.)

This article claims that Jakob invented spam, but I think that’s a bit silly. I mean, the concept of “unsolicited internet advertisements” has been around a lot longer than that. Wasn’t the first Usenet spam for a lawyer specializing in immigrant Green Card cases? I read that somewhere. Anyway, bitch about a stupid mistake Jakob made once if you must, but don’t accuse him inventing spam. He’s not that evil. (Link courtesy of Zannah.)

Scroll down to the Dirty Dancing bit. Seriously. You won’t regret it. (To this day, every time I catch that film on cable I can hear my college roommate Liz swooning over Patrick Swayze’s back. It’s that scene, you know the one, where Baby goes over to sleep with Johnny for the first time? And she, like, walks around him and grabs his butt, in what had to be the first cinematic exploitation of a man that I’d ever ever seen? Damn that’s a great movie.)

Happy belated birthday to Marcus!

We’re off to Oxford tomorrow, so expect a new entry on my Photos pages. Once again, I get to play Michael Palin to all you Yanks, showin’ you the sites of Europe. 🙂