Last night I got drunk on the sort of icy, fruity drinks that come with little umbrellas. I am so full of shame. And nausea.

Retrocrush looks at the nadir of those Halloween costumes that consisted of a bad mask and an even worse plastic poncho. My experience with these is blissfully limited to the Halloween my sister and I each dressed up as Laura Ingalls Wilder (in a bib), but that pales in comparison with having to go from house to house looking like Gabe Kaplan. Eerie.

Have you ever noticed the strange phenomenon of clothing being abandoned by the roadside? Luckily the good folks at pavementgear have made it their mission to document and collect such items. (More to my amusement, though, is the still-popular streaming of cassette tape around sidewalks and gravel shoulders. Where are people getting all these disposable audio cassettes from, and why the sudden need for destruction? Actually, I think I have a Milli Vanilli tape somewhere…)

Here’s an interesting article on the fallout around the recent photo that displayed a soon-to-be-deployed U.S. bomb with the words “High Jack This Fags” scrawled on the top. (My favourite line in the article comes from a New York GLAAD spokesperson: “We have met the enemy, and he can’t spell.”)

Over the last year and a half I’ve had a number of non-relatives email me link suggestions, usually ranging from the self-promotional to the, well, painfully self-promotional. Yesterday, though, I was notified about the existance of Dictionaraoke, which finally answers the age-old question “What if a talking dictionary could sing Britney songs?” Thanks, reader Ajay!

Are you an evil mastermind in need of a hideout? Would a decommissioned missile bases do? Yes, many of these properties have stunning views.. which you’ll never see because you’ll be underground. Like a mole. The site does warn that many of these properties are “rough”, which I believe is real estate agent speak for “Run! Run away now and don’t ever look back!”.

I am really unnerved by the fact that sending someone a dead fish is in fact a thriving Internet business. Somewhere, the old CEO of Kozmo is kicking himself for ignoring the stinky sealife delivery market.

For fellow PHP-lovin’ webloggers, trainedmonkey has come up with a smooth, one-line method to let the new weblogs.com, and more importantly Dan Sanderson’s excellent Blogtracker, know you’ve updated.

I sort of assumed that no one loved me enough to post stuff to the Quote-o-matic any more, but in fact it’s just been broken. Since July. Oops. Consider it fixed now.

It’s been a while since I checked in on wacky Minnesota govenor Jesse Ventura, but apparently his campaign against the media “jackals” has been moving along nicely: “[Ventura] lambasted several Twin Cities sports columnists, saying that… most of them are in bad physical shape and have ‘never had a jockstrap on.’” Yeah – it’s about time someone had the guts to take on the dirty left-wing sports media! Hooray for democracy!

Save Harry Potter from the evils of popcan merchandizing! “We love ‘Harry Potter’ and hate to see your wonderful creation used by a giant corporation to sell ‘liquid candy’ to children around the world.” Really, though, calling Coke “liquid candy” is probably not the best way to discourage kids from drinking it. (Thanks to Jeff, again.. you’re a link finding machine!)

This morning I arrived at work and noticed that I somehow ended up wearing a ferocious combination of purple and green, and forgot to put on socks.. I am such a goof.

While natty spectre of fashion has been raised, I must concur with this article that those toga tops you see around are bad and wrong. (Quick Fashion Tip: if you see Buffy or Willow wearing it, it’s most likely hideously ugly.) Those more interested in some Olde Worlde Fashione will enjoy this site on Renaissance Fair Faux Pas, including an exciting discussion on kilt legnth!