The fabulous Casey McKinnon (of Galacticast fame) is working on a little project called “If We Breed Them.” I’ve been unknowingly submitted to the cause, and my partner is none other than Chuck Olsen of Blogumentary! Here is the spawn, Veronichuck:

It looks like John Hodgman!! The crazy wonky eyes are the best part.

Original photos are here and here.

Today is 24 Hours of Flickr, and so Ryan and I went around and took pictures in the beautiful weather. Today was also Free Comic Book Day! I got some of those too.

Tonight is Spiderman 3 – I’m a little worried, I heard it was pretty terrible. Careful, there might be spoilers in the link. I hope that it’s at LEAST entertaining.

This is a hilarious email going around, that was sent to me by Jimmy. It reminds me a little bit of the History of Blogging, except more in-depth. While the cat’s post goes over the 140 character Twitter limit, it’s still hysterical.

“Excerpts from a Dog’s Twitter”
8:00 am – Dog food! My favorite thing!
9:30 am – A car ride! My favorite thing!
9:40 am – A walk in the park! My favorite thing!
10:30am – Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing!
12:00pm – Lunch! My favorite thing!
1:00 pm – Played in the yard! My favorite thing!
3:00 pm – Wagged my tail! My favorite thing!
5:00 pm – Milk bones! My favorite thing!
7:00 pm – Got to play ball! My favorite thing!
8:00 pm – Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing!
11:00 pm – Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!

“Excerpts from a Cat’s Twitter”
Day 983 of my captivity. My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength. The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet.

Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates what I am capable of. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a “good little hunter” I am. There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of “allergies.” I must learn what this means, and how to use it to my advantage.

Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow — but at the top of the stairs. I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released – and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded. The bird has got to be an informant. I observe him communicate with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe. For now…

This is kind of weird, I know, but I was inspired by a certain Webware article to create my very own Music and Medicine toolbar for Firefox. Unfortunately, it only works for Windows (gasp!) but it is pretty funny. Some amazing features include:

Links and feeds of my favorite sites!
A radio station that only streams podcasts I’m involved with!
A chat area for other M&M (Hah! Get it?) users to communicate with one another!
A special message center with messages from… ME!

Thrilling!

I have no idea why you would want this.