Why do zombies like to eat brains? The deadpan seriousness of some of those answers cracks me up. “My guess is that they hunger for what they’ve lost: consciousness and the soul.” “Brains are rich in cholesterol, which is essential for maintaining cell membrane pliability, which is a particular problem at the low body temperatures typical of zombies in non-tropical climates.” “They eat them for the tannic acid, to keep their undead hides tough and leathery.” Still laughing…

Calling all Dylan fans! (And by that, I mean Kevin and Eileen.) Last night I was crooning along to Lily, Rosemary and the Jack of Hearts* when the Snook confessed that he didn’t particulary like the song “because the plot confused him.” Funnily enough, I remember feeling the same way back when Eileen introduced it to me in college a dozen years ago. I don’t feel that way anymore; it’s like I’ve filled in all the missing details in my head. So I told him my interpretation, which basically sounds like a made-for-TV Western. I know that Dylan’s never officially outlined the plot. What do you guys think it’s about?

* I was actually listening to the Joan Baez version. I prefer it. Eek!

Oh. My. God. Someone is selling every NES game ever made. I know I can’t afford them. I know I don’t have the space for them. Heck, I know we’ve already probably got most of them as ROMs on disk. I don’t care. I WANTS.

Since all the cool kids are doing it, here’s me and the Snook as M&M’s.

Make your own.

Ooh, Bookmarking for Later: How to Darn Socks. That looks extremely useful. (Link courtesy of Julie.)

Darn it! If you tried to comment this morning, you would’ve noticed that my validation script was busted. It’s fixed now. That’s what I get for flying into a rage over comment spammers before breakfast and trying to modify code before I’ve had caffeine. (Thanks to Bex for letting me know.)

Weekend Update: What a beeeeyootiful long, sunny weekend. Friday was an Australia Day barbecue over at Major and Steph’s. (Yes, we had lamb.) I had my first go at backyard cricket, but unfortunately I think I’m a bit of a chucker. That bowling motion is just really hard to get if you’ve never done it before. Saturday I went to the Domain to see Turandot and do some knitting with her, her, and him (amongst many others). Today was about sleeping in and catching up on some crafting. I finished the aforementioned Rogue and completed another sock monkey. (The Oscar Contest should be good to go later this week.) I also got to video chat with Staci and Nat and see their lovely daughters. (And what nice carpeting!) Now I’m off to bed. I only wish – like Snookums – I had an extra day off!