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Elizabeth and I went out to Quiznos for lunch today. They make those toasted sandwiches, you know.

Is there anything better than <I>having written</I>? Well, perhaps not having to write at all, but do people who have never itched know how exquisite a good scratch can be?

Boy Scout constructs his own nuclear reactor. Surprisingly, when the adults figured out that it was <I>almost</I> workable, they got all prissy.

Not new, but worth repeating.

Love him or hate him, Kurt Vonnegut gives good rant.

This is definitely an example of what Alan in Victoria dubs "hard-hitting fluff." Fun though.

Believe it or not, I once had a cow-orker say to me, "You know this kind of stuff, where can I rent or buy a human skeleton?" She was right, upon reflection I did know. When we called, the shop asked, "Does it have to be real or will a teaching replica suffice? They're a lot cheaper."

Okay, now that we've sent the March issue off to become beautiful and real, it's time to move on to the April issue.

I devoured mythology when I was a young'un. I remember being shocked when Marvel began publishing the adventures of the mighty Thor in <I>Journey Into Mystery</I> #82, since the Thor I knew from Norse myths was kind of a dim lout&mdash;smart aleck that I was, I identified more with Loki, completely missing how malevolent the trickster god was.

For rats, apparently. I've always found liquor quicker&mdash;but perhaps I'm only attractive to the inebriated.