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This little movie makes me strangely happy.

Via the Unstoppable Moron

When you live in Georgia, you keep an eye on the weather in Alabama, cause you know it's heading your way. In Germany, you watch Moscow. I think Georgia got the better deal in that one. It's cold outside, as you might be able to tell from these pictures:

From left to right: That's the temperature outside on my balcony. And then, that's the bottles of coke that exploded. And then, that's the cokesicles that formed on the bench, and were still there in the middle of the next day. On my balcony. Where I smoke. Where I'm about to go right now, and light a cigarette. -15°C. I haven't even bothered converting that to fahrenheit yet; I don't want to know.

On the other hand, it's supposed to get even colder tonight, so I should just go ahead and smoke a lot now, and get it out of the way. At any rate, it might be time to get me one of these: * SLANKET : THE BEST BLANKET EVER *. It's a blanket, you can smoke under!

Slanket link via Rui "infamous port 0 bug" Carmo.

In the process of trying out the new iPhoto, I've put up a one of them thar PhotoCasting thingamabobs too enhance my already-ominous web ubiquity. Some of the big brains in the blogosphere are having conniptions about Apple not using proper RSS-semantics or filtering newsreaders. but they're probably just too smart to actually read the error messages they're getting, and to realize therewith they're typing in the wrong URLs. But, as in the old mathematician-and-engineer-meet-the-devil joke, Rube's already drunk: Enjoy! (if you have an RSS-reader). If you've got iPhoto 6, use the full-fledged photocast URL instead.

Schweet!

Well, mom's been here for a good 3 weeks now. Well, ok, 24 days and 12 hours, but who's counting? She's been an ideal guest up to this point: She slept 12 hours a day, she washed the dishes, and, as expected, is always the lady. We had a fine time, visiting beautiful Innsbruck, Austria for a weekend; we also took a gander at the Kaufering Nazi concentration camp, just for giggles; and tonight we went to see The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe together, which was great fun.

After the movie, we participated in the tradition German custom of going through some dead guy's stuff, as you can read about in my mom's new Blog, Cowboys Aren't Sheepherders. Go over and say howdy to the ol' cowgirl, but remember to be nice, it is my mom, after all.

Just a couple more things: First off, she said she would start a blog if, and only if I posted a humiliating picture of myself. Well, mom, here ya go:

We loved having her here, and I'm already looking forward to her next visit. Until then, I just hope she posts a bit on her blog, to let us know how she's doing, and what the cat's up to.