Hm. Like Max, the Snook and I were also intrigued by Jamie Oliver’s “flavour shaker.” (It’s this plastic thing with a ball inside he uses to bash up spices.) Max found a pretty negative review though, which kills it for me. Back to the mortar and pestle…

See you at the Debates, bitches! Oh man. For two minutes there, I actually LIKED Paris Hilton. That is too, too funny. For those who don’t get it, John McCain released a campaign ad recently which compared Obama to Paris Hilton, trying to show that he’s all celebrity with no substance. So she put out her own ad in response, which features her making an honest-to-god policy suggestion. Whichever of her handlers convinced her to do that is a genius. (Link courtesy of Max, which is where I sent you.)

How a Google query works. That’s pretty neat. I had no idea so many individual machines were involved in performing just a simple search.

Is pizza a sandwich? No, no, a hundred times no!

Back in L.A. That’s EIGHT flights so far in two weeks. Only one more to go, and it’s the one I’m looking forward to most of all…

It appears I am not the only person addicted to vampire smut.

LED Baby Booties. Those are too cute!

Lightsaber chopsticks FTW!

Well, I made it to Indiana. I caught the red-eye from LA to Chicago at 11pm Friday night, and I landed in South Bend six hours later. As expected, I’m pretty wiped out. Today we had a big cookout at my Mom’s house and I got to meet my new nephew Isaiah. He’s a cutie! I’ll have pictures. Tomorrow we’re doing the same thing over at my Dad’s. I also got to go for a run tonight with my Mom, who was calibrating her new Nike+ system. We’ve already got a distance challenge set up!