From other webpages (ones with pictures! unlike this sadly low-tech travelogue wannabe):
From Fanatical Apathy, predictions for 2003:
"-- February 2nd – The groundhog emerges from his burrow, sniffs the air tentatively, and explodes. As portents go, some consider this a bit worrisome.
"-- 'Operation Bitch Slap' overthrows Saddam Hussein. A grateful, liberated populace celebrates their newfound freedom by throwing rocks at the occupying forces.
"-- Michael Jackson eats his baby. Says later that his 'inner child wanted someone to play with.'
"-- 'The Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King' opens even bigger than its predecessors, partly due to hordes of confused Elvis fans.
"-- The Administration blames a third straight year of economic doldrums on Clinton, terrorists, and a witch’s curse. The Department of Homeland Security rounds up suspected witches and witch-sympathizers."
Further wildly astute piercings of the temporal veil can be found here.
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Yesterday's entry of Defective Yeti addresses the intriguing question of what venemous egg-laying mammal you might be (if you were, you know, something other than the, er, wonderful human being you currently are).
Yes, I took the test. No, I'm not telling you.
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For those wanting to get a jump on next year's Christmas shopping, Anil Dash has some ideas to ensure truly bitchen gift giving:
"-- Get all of their clothes dry-cleaned. Nothing warms a cold holiday like a closet holding an entire wardrobe wrapped in plastic.
"-- Can't go wrong with a firm swat on the ass. For extra points, just poke them with your index finger and say 'I got yer Christmas goose right here!'
"-- Have a bunch of expired coupons taking up space? Give them the gift of Grocery Savings Past.