Happy Thanksgiving

(not my joke, but...)

Chicken Little and Goosey Lucy would like to wish you a very happy Thanksgiving.

Turkey Lurky says go to hell.

I have seen the enemy and his name is Phoky

CNN.com is reporting that Otters, led by one who calls himself "Phoky," are winning a battle of wits... against humans!

But it gets much, much worse.

"Phoky... was one of dozens of otters that surprised government biologists at almost every turn. Now, it seems, officials are throwing in the towel."

Dear god... We're already giving up.

This could be the beginning of the end.

Yes!

I can't believe it has finally come to this. The 30 second teaser for "The Fountain" hit today... it was more than satisfying. Very cool, very Aronofsky.

http://www.apple.com/trailers/wb/thefountain/

That was the best thirty seconds of my whole day. Now if I can just wait for the movie to come out...

something else

I am really getting tired of hearing the phrase "it takes all kinds..."

Especially when uttered by someone who has observed someone else doing something really stupid. I got news for you...

It only takes one kind. The stupid kind.

just when I was feeling like Utah was settling down

Every time I think to myself that Utah isn't really that much weirder than the rest of the world...

SALT LAKE CITY, Utah (AP) -- A judge will ask the state Supreme Court on Wednesday to let him stay on the bench after a commission that oversees judges ordered him dismissed because he has three wives.

The State has in the last few years been taking a fierce stand against guys with lots of wives. Not only are they trying to eliminate it through legal means, but they are getting a lot of help from the local church majority who have kindly eliminated references to it in most of their current literature.

That Walter Steed, who has been a judge for 25 years and happens to have more than one wife, should be the next target only makes sense.

Personally I worry that if his legal career is destroyed through this, there will be nothing left for Mr. Steed but to be put out to stud.

I get mail

I recently got a message regarding my blog in the old mailbag. Here's what it says:

Mr. Blunderson

I've been reading your blog but I can't help but notice that it is full of spelling and gramatical errors. If I can be of any assitance in these matters don't hesitate to ask.

I have the time.

Here is how I responded:

Mr. J Conners

Eat Me.

Regards,

N Blunderson III

you can't make me do it

If you happened to be reading CNN.com or keeping track of the activities of the European Space Agency, then I am sure that you are aware that next week they will be sending up a craft that will probe Venus.

I know there are people out there who think that I would make the obvious joke, but I refuse. Why? Because you have already made the joke in your head, and I am not as predictable as you might think. Get off my back, as I simply will not ask the question that every half-assed jokester on the planet is making right now.

If you want thoughtful observational humor stick around, but if you came here hoping I would dare ask the question - When will we probe Uranus? You can forget it. Keep moving. There's no room for you here.