God bless Paula Deen: Deep-Fried Stuffing on a Stick. To go with your deep-fried turkey, naturally.

According to a wine-tasting robot, people taste like bacon. I probably would’ve guessed that.

Oooh! I just discovered that Brideshead Revisited is starting this Sunday at 7:30 on ABC2. There are eleven parts and this is the first episode, so set your TiFauxes to record! (I’ve never seen it before, but I understand it has something to do with gay men and Jeremy Irons, and I’M ALL ABOUT THAT.)

How babies are made… in Germany. HOLY COW. (Probably not safe for work, by the way, even though it’s apparently an actual children’s book.) I still remember just enough German to follow the text. And, um, I just learned a lot of words that I never learned in high school Deutsch.

From Wikipedia:

From the moment he wakes up with gum in his hair, things just do not go Alexander’s way. At breakfast, Alexander’s brothers Nick and Anthony reach into their cereal boxes and pull out amazing prizes, while all Alexander ends up with is . . . cereal. His teacher doesn’t like his drawing of an invisible castle, he loses his yo-yo, there is no dessert in his lunch, the dentist tells him he has a cavity, there is kissing on TV, and he has to wear his railroad train pajamas (he hates his railroad train pajamas). No wonder Alexander wants to move to Australia! The book ends with his mother’s assurance that everyone has bad days, even people who live in Australia.

Even people who live in Australia. Indeed.

ESPN has a really nice article about Notre Dame interhall football. I played for my women’s dorm (GO P-DUB!), but it’s not taken quite as seriously as the men’s version. I mean, the players themselves take it seriously, but since the girls only get to play flag football the cost and insurance issues aren’t so great. Also, I don’t remember that we ever cut anybody from the team. It was more of just a fun thing to do, rather than some fulfillment of a childhood dream or anything. (Link courtesy of RT, who played Defense.)

The “broken windows” theory of crime is correct. That’s neat! I’d heard that rule before but it’s cool that someone actually put it to the test. There’s a burnt trash bin around the corner from our house (no idea whether it was lit deliberately or accidentally by a cigarette butt) and every morning I see it I just mentally recoil. It makes the whole street look so junky. I hope they get rid of it soon.