How kooky is this? I’d heard of Jack Chick Tracts before, but hadn’t ever come across an actual example. It’s strange Christian fun – with pictures! One of my favourites is No Fear?, with its handy clip-and-save guide to Hell. (Hint: Yes to tongue-gnawing, but no on bubblebaths.) (link plundered from MetaFilter, of course)

See the Little Rascals in yummy 3-D butter!

Ah, December is just around the corner, and with it begins my favourite season. Yes, that’s right folks, it’s finally almost awards season again. So let’s start the onslaught of “The [adjective] [plural noun] of (the) [time period]” lists with a bang (ahem), and mention the Bad Sex in Fiction Awards. The chief organizer of the competition noted that this year’s entries were a banner crop, adding, “There’s a lot of bestiality this year for some reason.” (Pith and Vinegar: wasting your precious synaptic resources with too much information. Almost daily.)

Ever since I moved, the only mail I ever get is addressed to the previous apartment dwellers. It’s sad, frankly, and something must be done about it… something like, say, posting the address for one of work’s P.O. Boxes and putting out the welcome mat for Christmas/birthday cards. So, um, bring it on:

Jess Cook
c/o Half Price Computer Books
1125 Fir Avenue
Blaine, Washington
98230

Calling all Kubrick fans! Be sure to peruse the archives of the A.I. Crafts Service Table Cam. If nothing else, you can gawk at photos of Steven Spielberg drinking coffee… and everybody loves celebrity coffee. (Yes, I am babbling. It’s been one of those days. Bear with me.) (everybody also loves Brainlog, home of many other fine links.)

The chief medical officer of Glaxo Wellcome, in response to one of their drugs being pulled off the shelves for being potentially fatal: “We view it as a sad day for women with irritable bowel syndrome.” Oh, yeah, because death is so much better than persistent stomach troubles. Ignorance, thy name is upper management.

(Addendum: The previous truism obviously applies in no way to the upper management in the company I work for, some of whom have been known to visit Pith on occasion. Infact, my immediate boss powerfully resembles Hank Scorpio in attitude (a Good Thing), except he’s not an evil supergenius. Yet.)

Howtocleananything.com — and they said that high tech business models were flawed. Pshaw.

Well, Canada re-elected Jean Chretien as Prime Minister for the third time last night, and while I’m no fan of the Liberals, we could have done much, much worse. Speaking of which, B.C. came down firmly on the side of Stock and the Alliance.. where the hell did all these Alliance supporters come from? Everyone I know fears and loathes the party, which means either that Alliance voters are actually an evil army of political zombies that only walk the earth on federal election days, or my handful of friends isn’t a representative sample of the general population. Personally, I’m leaning towards the former.

What I Have Read Since 1974, by Eric Leuliette. This is what the Web’s all about, baby.

George W. Bush, or Chimpanzee? (from q — regularly reading q will increase brainpower and whiten your teeth!)

It’s election time for Canadians today, so get out there a vote, you crazy kids. Ummm, unless you’re voting for Stockwell Day and the Alliance, in which case I’ll be arriving at your place of residence shortly to mock your lack of moral fibre. That is all.

Argh. My cable modem at home has had the Blinking Orange Light of Death going for over twenty-four hours now, mocking me and my lack of internet access. Anyway, I’ll see y’all on Monday. I hope.

(PS: A belated Happy Turkey Day to you American folks.)