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According to this site, my pirate name is Captain James Rackham. It goes on to say, “Even though there’s no legal rank on a pirate ship, everyone recognizes you’re the one in charge. You have the good fortune of having a good name, since Rackham (pronounced RACKem, not rack-ham) is one of the coolest sounding surnames for a pirate. Arr!” What’s your pirate name? This is gonna be very handy for Talk Like A Pirate Day.

Tonight, I’ll be watching the series finale of Buffy the Vampire Slayer. When I tell people that this series (and Angel, a spinoff) are the only two programs I regularly turn on my TV to watch, they often can’t understand why. I’m not sure if it’s because of the movie, or what, but people see Buffy as a show with much less depth than it truly has. Buffy and Angel are easily some of the most well-written fiction to grace a TV screen. Check this article out for a good explanation of some of the depth I’m talking about.

“Forsooth! The presence of thy tractor dost surely befoul mine lands! Remove thyself, and thy tractor herewith, or prepare to defend thyself!”

I can’t believe I haven’t picked up Metallica’s S&M before now. As many people know, heavy metal has classical roots, and this double-live album has Metallica playing some of their classic stuff along with the San Francisco Symphony Orchestra. This works a lot better than you’re probably thinking. Cool stuff.

Stalin World “combines the charms of a Disneyland with the worst of the Soviet gulag prison camp.” Fun for the whole family, I’m sure.

With gooselady throwing a bachelorette party tonight for a friend tonight — and, I might add, wearing a stunningly hot outfit which she hasn’t worn around me yet, not that I’m jealous of her friends or anything, nooo, not me ;) — I’ll be busy playing pool with the guys at Jimmy & Richie’s. Before you guys get any ideas, back off — Gooselady’s all mine. Neener neener. :-p And as for the ladies at J & R’s that will no doubt be spellbound by the hotness that is Neo (or something), I’m all hers, too. But my buddy Chris could use some lovin’. ;)

Ever have one of those mornings when you’re running WAAAAY ahead of schedule and you think you must have forgotten to do something important to get ready for work, like put on your pants? I’m having one of them right now. It’s 7:25 AM, and I shouldn’t be ready to leave for another 20 minutes or so. Clearly, there are forces beyond my comprehension at work to create some kind of time warp in my house.

According to this article, dog urine is causing lampposts to collapse in Croatia. Either these lampposts are poorly constructed to begin with or Croatian dogs are equipped with chemical weapons of mass destruction in their nether regions, I’m not sure which. Just in case, it might pay to be extra nice to Fido when you go home tonight.

I just saw this article over at Reuters, headlined “Five Hurt in Badger Rampage.” Apart from the obvious concern this raises about the domestication of badgers in general, this article begs the question: Wouldn’t “Badger Rampage” be a great name for a band? (with apologies to Dave Barry)