Dolphins save stupid humans.

Some people just itch to be hated. Particularly those who think we're incapable of taking care of ourselves.

The fine folks at WATCH--World Against Toys Causing Harm--are determined to make sure that the only thing left for kids to play with are, well, nothing I guess. I'm having a hard time thinking of anything that a child would not be able to use as an instrument of death and destruction.

James Swartz, director of WATCH and conveniently enough a trial lawyer, says warning labels on toys (labels which put the responsbility of safety in the hands of parents, where it belongs) are not enough. He thinks there should be laws to prevent dangerous children's products from coming to market.

Does this sound like BurgerMeister to you? As I read Mr. Swartz's reasoning, I could picture BurgerMeister slipping on a toy duck in Santa Claus is Comin' to Town and immediately demanding that all toys in town be collected and burned.

Again, I say, any toy can be dangerous. Unless we keep our buck-neked children locked up in padded rooms, accidents are going to happen. Actually I'd like to retract that statement. Even if we were forced to keep are buck-neked children locked up in padded rooms, a good many of them would still manage to find a way to injure themselves if left unsupervised.

I'm intentionally not providing a link to WATCH. If you want to read that garbage, you're going to have find the web site on your own.

Viva la lawn darts!

(You want safety? Some Hindu's have safety down pat!)

No theological or philosphical statements from me. I'm just passing the information along...

Virgin Mary grilled cheese.

Our office is having it's monthly birthday celebration today. The person sending out the e-mail reminder had this as the subject:

Birthdays today @ 2:30

There was no content however there was a PDF attachment. Why did someone take the time to create this PDF?

I'm irrated. I think the subject of the e-mail pretty much covered it. I'm disappointed in myself for clicking on the attachment. I'm not sure what sort of excitement I was expecting to find in the attacment, but I was sickened by the fact that I didn't learn anything more than what I already knew.

"Rottie" the rat thinks he's a lovebird.

Posted some halloween pics of the kids this morning. In case you're unsure of what your seeing, we have the grim reaper, Lilo, and Echo--our housecat.

I saw three white pelicans swimming on the lake this morning. I hope this means the whole flock will be coming.

I think I'm the only person in the US that went to bed early last night. In fact, I didn't tune-in to even one news cast. I figured the election commissioners and media could handle it all without me. I was right.