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Monday, May 22, 2006

I dig the Pig

Good: Walked into the Bluffton Piggly Wiggly on a muggy Sunday afternoon and immediately saw three men, ranging in size from redneck skinny to pleasantly plump, blatantly flaunting the "No Shirt" rule.

Better: None of these men knew each other. They all ended up at the same store at the same time, and none gave a second thought to shopping sans shirt.

Best: A guy accompanying one of the shirtless shoppers actually did don a T-shirt that proclaimed that he "Will Fart for Beer Nuts."

Yes, these are the people in my neighborhood.

Thursday, May 18, 2006

Question

Where the hell were all these outraged Christians when "The Da Vinci Code" was rocketing up the best-seller lists?

Seriously. This one isn't rhetorical. The article even claims: "Some of the most contentious aspects of Brown's novel have been softened in the movie version of 'The Da Vinci Code.'"

So why weren't they protesting in front of every Barnes and Noble in the South during the time when seemingly everyone in America (except me) read the novel?

Tuesday, May 16, 2006

A little below the eye of the tiger

WWF tiger

Debz sent our picture into WWF's photo mosaic. Can you see us? No? Look closer. We're forever memorialized as part of the tiger's shoulder. The left one. No, I don't know if tigers actually have shoulders... anthropomorphize a little, would ya? Still nothing? Here's a hint. And we're part of the tiger, not in one of the plants. That wouldn't be as cool.

This was not a particularly difficult feat to accomplish. All it took was a digital camera, an Internet connection and at least a passing interest in saving wildlife or rainforests or polar ice caps. But it's still pretty cool, and with the sheer number of people pictured, maybe some of them (the chick to our left peeking out from behind the tree? the kid sitting on the guy's shoulder above us?) will be the ones who figure out a way to save this planet.

Tuesday, May 9, 2006

I almost forgot I had a blog

We haven't really done much wedding planning yet. We've mostly been calling people to tell them. I let Deborah call most of the women we know because I'm not very good at guessing the moment to pull the phone from my ear as they start screaming.

No wedding planning; we're skipping over that to get working on the honeymoon. I think we've narrowed it down to two possibilities with New Zealand currently holding a slim lead over Iceland and Norway. (That defeated groan you just heard was from our credit cards anticipating the great burden we will soon cast upon them.)

Then I had a conversation about where the word "honeymoon" came from. There a few theories, the most prevalent of which is summed up by Wordorigins.org:

"There is a story floating around the internet that honeymoon derives from the Babylonian practice of a new father-in-law giving mead, or honey beer, to his new son-in-law for the first month of their marriage. I don't know if this was a Babylonian practice (although I doubt it since mead was commonly found in the northern latitudes where wine grapes could not be grown). Well, the story just isn't true. The word first appears in the 16th century. The honey is a reference to the sweetness of a new marriage. And the moon is not a reference to the lunar-based month, but rather a bitter acknowledgement that this sweetness, like a full moon, would quickly fade."

Super.

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