Or for the Beagle.

I’d like to start out today’s post by wishing a very Happy Birthday to my man Chuck D. Even though he’s been dead 130 years.

“What’s up? I work out.”

Well that sucks. I had typed out the majority of this post already and the power just blinked out and blinked back on. Post lost. Dammit.

Anyway, if you want to be afraid, check out one of Darwin’s experiments into human emotion. Dave, you’ll probably get a kick out of it.

After the slow start to my day, yesterday got busy in a hurry. I managed to hit the half-way point in the reorganizing of the type in the letterpress shop. Then, I swung by the house with just enough time for a bite to eat and last week’s episode of Bones before heading off to my meetings. That’s right. I’m back in meetings. Don’t worry. I am actually doing stuff in these meetings, so it is okay.

So, after my meetings, it was gym time. Then I treated myself to a Super Taco dinner and a movie for being such a hard worker. I watched 50/50 which was surprisingly less depressing than I had expected. It was even pretty funny at times. It did cement one thing in my mind, though. I would definitely have Anna Kendrick’s babies.

Babies everywhere. Like 500 of ’em.

Of course this revelation led me to IMDB so that I could wishlist all of her movies. Which I didn’t do because most of them looked terrible. And for me to say that they looked terrible is saying something. But, I did discover this gem, which is sure to warm your souls:

You have no idea how close I was to buying the complete Fraggle Rock box set after watching that. If the last 2 seasons of The Muppet Show were available, I would have probably bought all of both of them. But I bought nothing.

Today is class day. Which means that I should go do my homework. I hope you have a wonderful, if rainy, day. More soon. ~SC