Walking on the Moon

It’s a long flight from San Francisco to Montreal, so I passed the time with an old friend. My review of The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn is up in BBC.

It’s been quiet here, but now and again you see something too good not to pass on.  So it is with this story of a snappy suit’s origin.

I don’t know if Scott Adams knows why he’s getting extra e-mail about his 4 July 2006 Dilbert, but I do. See, one of his characters told Dilbert that the “insane chick code of ethics” was influencing her behavior. Now, you can be offended by that in lots of ways, but I guarantee that part of the problem is that Adams meant to write “insane-chick code of ethics.” He means “the code of ethics imposed on (or generated by) insane chicks,” not “the code of ethics of all chicks, which is insane.” The second one is what the phrase he wrote unambiguously means. Really. Ask Lynne Truss. Unfortunately, it’s also offensive to more people the way he wrote it. (If nothing else, he’s upset the grammarians.)
And while we’re at it, note that those are descriptions of what the phrases mean. I’m not taking a position on the ethics of insane chicks, women, or any permutation thereof here.

This is my current favorite punctuation example.

My sweet baby points out this incoherent web site that sells perhaps the best thing ever.  Do yourself a favor and cut right to commercial.

Are there happier words than 50,000 volt stun pen?

Jeremy Elson managed to get assigned a 6606 squawk on Tuesday, without trying. A pretty cool piece of luck on a doomsday-hyped day. His flight was safe.

If you are amazed and frightened by other’s misfortunes with heavy equipment, this collection is pretty impressive. Sure productivity killer for aviation enthusiasts. That link is courtesy of my sweet baby.

She also saw this find of heretofore lost Winsor McCay art.

Finally, Christopher Bahn at the AV Club brings us a fine piece of surreality. A copy of Kurt Cobain’s suicide note with Google Ads content interspersed. Eerie. Creepy.

More Elvis/Geller mayhem.

Well this story is a little close to home. Link courtesy of Jeffrey Rowland’s Overcompensating. But you’re already reading Overcompensating, I’m sure.

Now there’s a headline more suited to a Tintin book than the real world. And yet the BBC ran it. OK, something close.