Scribal Terror

Name the baby

At Candy Rant.

Ready for my close-up

Beautiful kitty picture by Maggie Katzen. Lots more kittehz at the link.

Hey, I'm the funniest!

Remember the Hexapod Haiku Contest? I submitted this one:

Dusty, dun mothlet,
What gives your kind the license
to eat Captain Crunch?

The NC State University Insect Museum judges say:

What a delightful haiku! We can all relate to the indignation Gail feels upon discovering a cupboard infestation. The first line reads as if it was written by the Bard of Ayrshire himself, but we are jerked forward 200 years in 2 lines, with Gail's almost hypermodern reference to Cap'n Crunch™. A wonderful manipulation of language.

There's even an illustration at the link. And Jake gets an honorable mention for:

Green lady devours
her lover boy's head, better
she thinks, than a smoke

And in the Best Post Title category

Dustbury for We Come to Barry Obama, Not to Praise Him. And, while we're on the subject, what do you think would be the worst possible middle name for any of the present crop of candidates?

Reposting ST favorites

I've been combing through the ST archives, looking for posts that deserve to be categorized. Some of them I'm bringing forward and reposting, so if you are a long-time reader and have a sense of deja vu occasionally, it's not your imagination. We have a lot of new readers (about 3,000+ a day now) and quite a few of them have never seen some of my favorite posts from the past.

If you have a favorite post you'd like to see again, let me know and I'll dig it up.

Neighborly update

Pixie is at Sylph*Nascency. I've updated the roster, probably belatedly . . . but better late than never. We loves our Pixie.

Spam related problems: Updated

Light blogging ahead

I've got a crazy grading schedule for the next few weeks so blogging will be sporadic.

The Basement of the Bargains

A new Manolo production, starring Twistie. Just in time for Christmas.

Wild times at FIU

I didn't know all you guys could dance.