And a good Friday to you all.
What do you get a blog for its birthday? While you ponder that question, I'll tell you that this blog is exactly one year old today. I can't wait until it's housebroken.
Congratulations to the Chilean miners who were rescued this week. One kept up spirits by doing Elvis impersonations, so guess where he's going? Graceland. There's a song somewhere in that story...
Fun with teleprompters.
If we can put a Chinese takeout container in space, then why can't we...
And speaking of food, take a look at these foodscapes. I'm suddenly hungry.
The world's two oldest professions, together at last.
The first official act of a new teenaged driver.
And now for Naked News: Woman in Open Robe Drives Through Florida Animal Park. Naked jogger tased. Obama's streaker won't get $1M. Naked, unemployed, and drunk is no way to go through life.
That dry British wit apparently dries up around age 52.
How to remember your children's birthdays.
And finally, what to do when the drummer doesn't show up.
Have a good weekend, y'all.