“Fifty-nine percent of those polled approved of Clinton’s handling of the White House, down from 65 percent just before he left office last month.” Umm.. I may not understand all the subtleties of US politics, but doesn’t it seem a little.. er.. late to be polling the public for Clinton’s approval rating? You never hear news stories about how Taft’s numbers are on a sharp decline, or how everybody is abuzz over Jimmy Carter’s latest rating. They’re called “ex-Presidents” for a reason, people.

Mad props go to prolific for alerting the general public to the imminent completion of Pulp’s new album. Mmmm.. Jaaaaaaaarvis.

Actually, this reminds me that I made my very first online purchase on the weekend (The future is now– and it’s passing me by! Woo!), and am now eagerly awaiting the arrival of The Best of Blur and the first Weezer album. And, yes, for the record, my music tastes did stop developing some time around 1997. Grunge and BritPop and ‘electronica’, oh my! (By the way, I just heard the sad news that that guy from The Prodigy whose sole purpose was to dance around feverishly on-stage has left the band. Oh, yeah. Like Dancing Guy didn’t have the sweetest job ever.)

For reasons only understood by Air Canada (Canada’s premiere only airline), I’ve ended up having to spend a night in San Francisco on my way to Austin next weekend. So, I ask you, dear readers: Imagine you have an evening in San Francisco, the company credit card, and an early flight out the next day. What do you do? What do you do?

Is the National Enquirer the current defender and champion of investigative journalism ? Personally, I’d like to hear what Bigfoot and Celine Dion’s alien baby think about all this.

Pigeons wear sequins to prevent attacks — I didn’t even bother to read this article, because I knew that there was no way the actual story could be any better than the picture that popped into my head when I read the headline (an approximation of said mental image appears to the right). New slogan: “Pith and Vinegar- We do l33t pigeon Photoshopping”.

Okay, am I going totally insane, or did Henry Kissinger really deliver the Top Ten list on Letterman last night? Yup, from now on when you think ‘Kissinger’, think ‘fun’. And ‘carpetbombing’.

Survivor Summary in Twenty-Five Words Or Less
She won’t eat meat. She won’t go in the water. Did Kimmi think they were holding Survivor at a mall this year, or what?

Spoiler junkies might want to check out these vidcaps of the preview for next week’s episode and play Count the Kucha. (Here’s hoping this season’s personal fave, crazy pig-killer Michael, stays away from the water.)

Thank goodness someone is finally thinking of the children: “We don’t have a hugging epidemic because we’ve clamped down on that,” said Pequot Lakes School pricipal Chuck Arns. Damn kids and their hugs.. What will they do next — shaking hands? Shoulder patting? Where will it end?! (Side note: I forgot what vaguely hysterical reporting Fox News is capable of.. oh, what would the state of modern media be without the classy presence of Rupert Murdoch: a world without Fox News or Temptation Island or World’s Scariest Police Chases? I think the living would envy the dead!)

Heh. I just noticed that last week pocketgeek.net was bought by (ahem) “PocketGeek Consulting Services”. There’s nothing at the site yet, but it’s an amusing coincidence if nothing else.

Oh, yeah, the above Fun Fact was discovered while wasting more time at Namedroppers, the domain name search engine. Also discovered: CrystalPepsi.com– domain squatter, or bird enthusiast? You be the judge! (While I’m on the topic, “crystal pepsi” is consistently one of the top ten search referrals for Pith. Was it really that good? Are there that many soft drink enthusiasts reading weblogs? And where are the fans of poor, forgotten Pepsi AM, the refreshing breakfast cola? Inquiring minds want to know!)

“Wait– he can’t be serious?”
“He’s gotta be serious.. he committed it to Flash.”

Damn, y’all, I am surely going to miss the daily stylings of Wetlog.

It’s a pet casket! It’s a coffee table! It’s a distressed pet casket coffee table! (Also of note is the sofa/coffin, which would be an excellent way to keep friends from crashing on your fold-out after a long night.) (Thanks, Alice Beth – nice find!)

Members of the press who want to cover Jesse Ventura’s political events are being asked to wear state-issued security badges with the designation “Official Jackal”. I suppose that’s one way of keeping your name out of the media spotlight…