Back in the early days, I usually used my real name, or some variation thereof. It wasn't until much later, when the Internet got more popular and acquired more weirdness and dark places, that I started using aliases so I could comment semi-anonymously. I usually just pick something quick and silly, something few others would care to saddle themselves with (and names like BigSexyGuy are already taken and I don't want to spend 20 minutes trying to come up with some unique that still says something truthful about me).

For Neatorama, though, I went back to the old ways and just use my real name...

"cyclists could actually drive IN CONTROL..."

Yup. It's amazing how many bicyclists get run down on straight, flat roads on sunny days by drivers who "didn't see them" while eating, texting, yelling at the kids in the backseat, fiddling with the radio, etc.

"Cereal makers...serial killers." Very good--but his LP is backwards.

The jump was proceeded by an overly long mock-umentary, featuring a fictional Hot Wheels test-pilot/driver. I think the pixelation was to hide the fact that the real driver was not the fictional driver (as was the congratulation message at the end: "Driver, you just crushed the world record!"). After having to sit through the fake documentary, I was/am not convinced that the jump was real either. It certainly wasn't "live", as they kept saying it would be. If it was real, I feel a bit sorry for the uncredited driver who did the jump...

National High-Five Day on April 21? Poor planning...It should be on May Fifth(5/5).

I'm sorry, but it looks rather too phallic for my child's wall.

Oops...sorry--didn't read that fully. Over water. Sink. Yes, yes you would....

It's got an emergency parachute.

...and nobody familiar with hay/straw would get nekkid before jumping into a bunch of it. Way too rough and scratchy for one's delicate parts.

I'd say about half of them were fairly obvious, and the other half fairly obtuse (meaning I didn't know 'em). Hard to know where one leaves off and the next starts.

The moral obligation part of the argument is irrelevant. Life (whether we speak of microbes or humans) is compelled by its nature to multiply and spread; that's what it is and that's what it does. And it (and we) will continue to do so. By, say, a thousand years from now we will have developed the technology to spread our seed to other places Out There. By the time the Sun goes kablooey billions of years hence, we will no doubt have colonized the far reaches of our galaxy, and the far reaches of our galaxy will do the same to this place.

This, of course, assumes we don't all die via global warming or a massive asteroid collision or somesuch in the next several centuries...

Her story is that she said, "Three stars on my face, please" in French, but the Romanian tattoo-er thought she said "Fifty-six stars". So do "three" in French and "fifty-six" in Romanian sound approximately the same? I'm guessing not.

Shoot...I guess this means I'll have to reconsider my plan to sue Apple Jacks for not containing any applejack.

I nailed this one to the wall. The pop aisle at the supermarket groups products by company (not by flavor), so I'm used to seeing, say, Sprite in the Coke section, Sierra Mist next to the Pepsi, 7Urp with the miscellaneous stuff. Makes it easy for the quiz, if not so easy for the shopping.

This would make a good Jeopardy category...

Everyone needs a hobby, I guess. And if you're in the pokey, what better hobby than to screw with the legal system?