Well, crap.
Nothing to worry about, nothing’s on fire, no need to cue any sad music. But it doesn’t look like I can make it to Book Soup this weekend. For the 0.6, six, sixteen, or sixty of you who would have been there, my apologies.
I encourage you to imagine that I am entering rehab after a long descent into drug-addled oblivion. If my publicist announces that I am "dehydrated," well, wink wink, nudge nudge.
Well, crap.
Nothing to worry about, nothing’s on fire, no need to cue any sad music. But it doesn’t look like I can make it to Book Soup this weekend. For the 0.6, six, sixteen, or sixty of you who would have been there, my apologies.
I encourage you to imagine that I am entering rehab after a long descent into drug-addled oblivion. If my publicist announces that I am "dehydrated," well, wink wink, nudge nudge.
He and his wife just had a new daughter last night. Caitlin Elizabeth Jennings. Mother and child are both in perfect health.
Caitlin will qualify for Jeopardy! Kids Week in 9 years and 364 days.
Ken tells me that Mindy went into labor last night while reading Prisoner of Trebekistan.
So that’s another thing the book is good for — inducing labor.
From the Iraq and Afghanistan Veterans of America (IAVA.org), the story of Jon Town, a badly wounded soldier who got royally screwed out of his medical care — in fact, the Pentagon eventually claimed he owed them money. This sentence here gives the flavor:
Read the whole thing.
The Pentagon seems to be taking its cues from used car dealers.
Some very kind people have decided to tranquilize this oversized pudu and remove the plastic pumpkin out of fear the poor creature might starve:
I prefer to think this was just a clever improvised feedbag full of delicious candy.
Rule #2 of pudu cuisine: when something tastes good, attach it directly to your face.
UPDATE: In case you missed it, the deer eventually either freed itself (the version being spread by the Man) or simply got done slowly savoring the delicious candy.
You know which version I believe.