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Archive for December 2007

Elfed

I’ve seen a lot of these “Elf Yourself” movies, where you can put your face on some dancing elf bodies. My brother-in-law sent me this one, which is by far my favorite. Because it has my cats. Also: check out Lyndsay’s move right at the end.

And It Shall Be Called

I would like to open up the dialogue for choosing a name for our impending child. Give us your best shot, and make it good. Feel free to include middle names, as well as possible nicknames.
DISCLAIMER: Humorous names will be regarded with more respect and attention than actual ideas. Intended for entertainment purposes only. We [...]

God Still Loves Us

Floating around the web I saw this little ad that just said “God Still Loves Us.”
It took me to godstilllovesus.org, and after a few minutes of research I’ve concluded that I’m not sure what it’s for. You can post pictures with the site’s logo. There are forums asking you what the phrase “God Still [...]

Baby Reprise

I would just like to reiterate that my wife is with child, and this is a picture of it.
Holy Fetus, Batman!

Wait Wait…

I’m listening to last Sunday’s episode of Wait Wait… Don’t Tell Me. It’s the weekly news quiz show on NPR. If you’ve never listened, you have to give it a shot, and see if it’s on a station near you. Hilarious.

Sicko

We just watched Michael Moore’s Sicko.
Alright. So… Pastor Craig, who thinks Rush Limbaugh is just a little lesser than the angels, is going to give me crap about it, but this movie just confirmed my desire to become a Canadian.

164 Beats Per Minute

Ladies and gentlemen… my unborn child:

Lyndsay is 9 weeks pregnant. As of today, the little one is 2.61 cm long, has a heart rate of 164 beats per minute, and is due to pop out on July 7, 2008. This is the beginning of millions of photographs.

No Names

Dave Dack has an interesting idea: Don’t report the names and faces of killers like the young man who opened fire in a mall recently.
What does it matter? He knew he’d be “famous.”

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