I didn’t notice anything at first because I had my iPod on. Sure, the house felt a little cold when I walked in the door… It wasn’t until I set my jacket down in the bedroom that I noticed something odd. The little red light on the dehumidifier wasn’t on. I pushed the power button repeatedly but nothing happened. And HEY, the alarm clock’s dead too! The TV won’t turn on! The heater isn’t blowing toasty air! The stove won’t light! WHAT’S HAPPENING? I called the Snook. “I think we blew a fuse. Everything’s dead.” “So fix it. It’s over the fridge.” Oh. Duh. So after ten minutes of wrestling with the door of the fusebox (true story), I got it open and flipped the switch. Ahhh, sweet electricity. Of course, our Internet was still dead, the server was down, and I couldn’t get to the TiFaux. I HAD TO WATCH ACTUAL, BROADCAST TELEVISION, PEOPLE. At one point, my only options were the tabloids and Big Brother, and I couldn’t even fast-forward through the commercials! I NEARLY DIED.

* Don’t give me that look, hippies. Yeah, I know, going without the Internet for two hours is nothing like living in the Third World. I like to exaggerate for comedic effect. And besides, I REALLY ALMOST DID DIE.

“I Lost My Son to a War I Oppose.” What an excellent – yet terrible – essay to contemplate on Memorial Day…

DUDE. Just finally watched the Heroes finale.And I’m actually really pissed off. There were some awesome moments in there, but the climax of Nathan flying off with Peter just enrages me. PETER CAN FLY. Why didn’t he just fly himself? If you’re going to rip off The Iron Giant, you should at least do it right. Or, as the Snook pointed out, why not let Claire shoot him? That only kills one person, not two. Or, as Claire did with Ted, like, ONLY A FEW EPISODES AGO, why not jab him with some tranquilizer? That seemed to work. It was just really, really sloppy and it completely ruined the payoff for me. I loved every single episode up to that one, and now I’ve got a bad taste in my mouth.

I’ll still watch it next year, of course.

Remember the Titanic Super Slide? I think I may have found something even more tacky: the Titanic Kitty Condo. (No, Dr. Amy Jones will not be getting one of these.)

Hooray! I just noticed that Roger Ebert is reviewing movies again. Not a lot just now, but it’s nice to see him doing what he loves again.

Ooh, official teaser trailer for The Golden Compass! That looks AWESOME. I literally gasped. “Iorek Byrnison!” “Pantalaimon!” Eva Green looks great as Serafina Pekkala. And how much do I love Sam Elliot? So, so much. (Link courtesy of patrick.)

This one’s for Mel: “Do female mud wrestlers get mud in their, uh, ladybits?” That discussion had me cracking up today.

This site claims that Australians have been eating poutine (the famous Canadian dish of french fries covered in cheese curds and gravy) “for decades.” O RLY? Where the heck do they get that? I’ve never seen it here. I’ve been googling for the past few minutes and I can’t find any Australian restaurants that list it. Sure, you can get chips and gravy here, but it’s not exactly the same. Do any of you know of a Sydney eatery with poutine on the menu?

That reminds me. When we got to “Canada” at Epcot, I looked all over for a booth selling poutine. Couldn’t find one! So we went into one of the gift shops and I asked the cashier, who was VERY Canadian. “Oh, no,” she said. “Me and the rest of the staff, we can’t find anybody in all of Orlando that serves it. There’s this restaurant out on the highway that will put gravy and cottage cheese on your fries though, if you ask, eh.” Damn.

Has the ABC News website been hacked? Did they really just post a story about a guy who wore the same pants for 2.5 years as a “JUST IN”? It’s not April 1st, is it? And what’s that weird quote about “odour” at the end of it? This HAS to be a joke.