Yahoo says that playing Wii makes you lose weight. Excellent. Now I just have to work out how many Weight Watchers points you earn per hour…

Do yourself a favor and go download this Best of Bootie 2006 album RIGHT NOW. I saw it linked over on Max’s site this morning and ended up listening to it through my (loooong) run today. It’s awesome!

What American accent do you have? I apparently have a “Midland” accent, which “is just another way of saying ‘you don’t have an accent.’” And yes, even after more than five years in this country, I still say “marry,” “Mary,” and “merry” all sound the SAME.

Movie Minutiae: Tombstone. That one’s for the Snook, who’s sporting a very Johnny Ringo-esque ‘tache right now…

BAH. The US says carrying knitting needles on the plane is fine. Australia begs to differ. Bastards!

This has been our week to entertain visiting bloggers in the shop! I just made the acquaintance of Kristin, aka The Neurotic Knitter. She’s out there stocking up on Australian wool right now!

Someone on AskMeFi wants to know: What causes old lady smell? Good to know. This answer nearly made me spit water out my nose…

The good news is that we’re finally – I think – settled on the itinerary for our trip home to the States in April. The bad news is that the Snook’s company put their foot down in terms of his vacation time, which kinda puts the kibosh on the whole round-the-world thing. (Not to mention my long-anticipated meetup with Max!) But I’m trying to look on the bright side. We’re going to be saving a bundle of money on the flights, not to mention the cost of visiting Europe. We won’t have to pay a cat sitter for as long. And Albert thinks he can cover us on his corporate travel insurance, so that’s a couple hundred bucks right there! I shouldn’t be stressing so much, right?

Oh, but we’re still doing the astronaut thing. DAMN RIGHT, SKIPPY! They sent us our confirmation letter today. We get to go on a VIP tour and see the launch pad! I’m so psyched.

What’s Behind Niagara Falls. That’s, like, urban spelunking to the max. I’d freak out.

Trust Snape. That is such an awesome T-shirt. (Link courtesy of not martha.)