My wife has a pretty great comment thread going on about the fear of popping balloons and opening those tubular refrigerator biscuits.

I recommend watching Fry and Laurie’s discussion of the “flexibility of language” and whether English is “capable of sustaining demagoguery.”

True linguistics!

So I thought, Louisville… horses… horseracing… hats… hmm….

This is the best I came up with:

Also, the boy thinks he’s coming:

Prairie Home Companion is having a sonnet contest.

Grand prize: a sleep number bed.

They posted my silly submission on their site.

Good (funny) advice:

Let’s not compare our pastors to Piper or Sproul. That is like comparing our wives to some airbrushed supermodel…

(via Gunny)

Last March, squirrels ate into my walls. Bolstering myself (“This aggression will not stand!”), I trapped 55 last year.

It begins again:

37signals suggests that Q&A panels at conferences shouldn’t be made up of all friends.

Clearly the folks at Resurgence followed this advice.

(via Purgatorio)

A friend passed along this example of internet ingenuity with the advice, “Wait for it to load, then grab onto your seat.”

So I was wondering how to get you to subscribe without me being too ingratiatingly self-serving.

Then Mike Tong sent me this…

They had a who-can-get-the-farthest-in-two-leaps (that’s one word) contest at DG today. Ten folks jumped, including 2 remote employees who participated via YouTube.

A sign advertising an upcoming Sunday school class:

There’s still time to register for The Kingdom of God.

That’s true, I suppose.

Rene Descartes walks into a bar. Bartender says, “You gonna have a drink?” Descartes replies, “I don’t think I am,” then disappears.