I stopped myself before forwarding this to my dad, he might try to jury-rig one in the garage.

How about the "Lawn-ger"?

Arrrrrrginine t-shirt for the win!

Good God, I never comment here but I'm delurking to say OW, MY TEETH. That's the sweetest set of photos I've clicked on all month. :-) No wonder her mother is 'exhausted.'

I can't access this at work, but I hope they also mention British fantasy/sci-fi author Terry Pratchett. After his diagnosis with Alzheimer's, I immediately thought that I had seen something going on with his books. You can almost watch his writing become less complex if you read them chronologically. I wonder if this could be used as some kind of diagnostic tool in the general population? (Can't think of how though. Gonna leave that up to the sciencey types.)

Go to Churchill Square in Edmonton, pet something strange at the petting zoo, get maple leaves painted on my face, splash in the pool, get in a fight with a panhandler, and get smashed before fireworks. Zakk? I think we met last year...

I weep! It appears the super-secret deal doesn't apply to Canadians, unless they're in the armed forces. Where do I sign up? I want cheap Mental Floss!