Pun. Lee comes home from work yesterday and says that he noticed that the elevators are made by a company called “Shindler.” That’s right. Shindler’s Lifts. Any suggestions on what I should do to him?

Mirror Mask. We picked this up the other day. I guess I’ve come to hold anything that Neil Gaiman does (except comic books) at arm’s length. Is it going to be good? Probably not as good as it should be. Will I like it? At least somewhat. That’s how I felt here — not as

Politics or Ethics? South Dakota’s legislators are trying to pass a law to ban abortions. Is this politics or ethics? I don’t mean this as a question of individual people’s consciences. I mean as a larger effort, as something that gets signed into a law. Politics or ethics? Well…I’d say that if this law were

The butler did it! Looking to build secret passageways in your house? Try looking here. (via BoingBoing.)

Big Damn Parents. Lee and I were over at Doyce’s house to set up an RPG based on Firefly with Jackie, Stan, and Dave when it was decided to start drinking the wine. Lee and Jackie, being the bitter, contentious people they are, don’t like anything that doesn’t taste like cough medicine, so they opened

Pinyin Dictionary. Need to translate English in to roman-character Chinese (called pinyin) or vice versa? Try this.

A Terrible Idea. I just had a terrible idea. This is Picasso’s Guernica. Imagine this as a jigsaw puzzle. Okay, that’s been done before, actually. A daunting task, maybe, but not a terrible idea. Now imagine this as a double-sided puzzle. Yeugh.

Because I won’t remember her name otherwise: The name of the lead singer for Frou Frou is “Imogen Heap” (Irish/Gaelic for “maiden” or maybe Latin for “innocent” althogh I prefer to translate it as De-ish for “creative pile of stuff.”). She has a couple of solo albums which sound like they might be even better

Remind you of anyone? (Karen Dotrice as “Jane Banks.”) So I’m watching Mary Poppins with Ray and Lee when I say to myself, “That girl looks familiar…in fact…she looks like what Jackie must have looked like as a kid.” I look at the picture of the girl now, and not so much. But there’s something

Spring! My body decided today, during lunch, that it was officially spring. My tastes change with the seasons, and I walked out of the building, in 20-degree, blustery, snowy weather looking for fresh vegetables. My ears were listening for chirpy birds, robins and whatnot– Heard ’em, too.