Your eBay link of the day, in case you’d like to buy this concept for a “restaurent” (with domain name!) that sells such items as ‘”Kebab or Spinach Stuffed Breads’ to ‘Personal Pan Pizza’—‘Keema Samosas to Grilled Chicken Drumsticks’—‘Ice-creams to Hot Cocos’ Etc.” Too bad “I love these domains and am not ready to part…

In lieu of anything interesting to say (what ever happens on Thanksgiving?), here’s the top Google hit for gobble.

Conversation with staff at Chavo’s: ME: …and can I have a Coke? DUDE: You want bottle or can!? ME: What’s the price difference? DUDE: Oh, different!

Yep, it’s a fatwa.

Lately I’ve been having very realistic dreams of taking long trips. Sometimes these are car trips — 24 or 36 hour drives without stopping. Sometimes I have to fly to Europe for one day and fly right back. Usually this is business-related, sometime family-related. According to dreammoods.com, travel dreams signify either that I enjoy what…

As everyone knows, I’m fascinated with bullies. The Wall Street Journal‘s Jonathan Eig caught up with his grade school bully and the tale is a sad one indeed. Highly recommended.

One wonders about the delivery mechanism.

I have hit my head — hard, every time — on something three times in the last four days (twice yesterday!). Is this a sign of something more serious than simple klutziness? I don’t know how I could hit my head getting into the car I’ve had for five years, but somehow I did it….

Best spam subject line of the day: “Does your dog have trouble walking?”

Ever wonder how a superhacker thinks? My interview with Adrian Lamo might help explain it. Or it might not.

Here’s a pet peeve (what, another one?). So I’m in this corporate training thing (a whole other peeve) and we are, of course, asked to introduce ourselves to the roomful of strangers. Never mind that we will never see each other again — the training session is on disaster planning — we are supposed to…

A story like this makes you lose all respect for the Rolling Stones. Meanwhile, here’s a really disturbing picture of Michael Jackson.

And all was right in the world. At least it was in Wisconsin.

I am amazed at how quickly I’ve come to identify with the dad characters on TV sitcoms. Everybody Loves Raymond seems really, really funny to me now. Amazing.

Not all angels are innocent.

My collected thoughts on a new candy I bought today: The dark chocolate Kit Kat. – First off, with 45 days to go until Christmas, this is touted as a holiday stocking stuffer. 45 days! – That shock behind me, what does this have to do with Christmas? The white chocolate version (also available) makes…

Last night much better than the night before. Ashley figured out the trick to get Zoe to sleep for a couple of hours in a row. Two nights ago she wouldn’t sleep for more than 10 minutes. Now she’s up to 1 1/2 hours or even 2. I feel practically rested. Tonight we are taking…

I am surprisingly more resilient to high-pitched screaming than I thought I would ever be. Years of tuning everyone on earth out are paying off, yeah! Here’s something non baby-related. Look yourself up and see if you too are “that kind of person.”

Should I be offended that my spam filter perceives replies to my baby announcement not just as spam but as “Adult Content”?