We have two different kinds of magnetic clips for our refrigerator. One kind is for chip bags, and the clips live on the fridge so we can find them.

The second kind are small clips that I use to display postcards on the fridge.

Both kinds, apparently, are fascinating to two-year olds.

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“Good Morning,” said Deep Thought at last.
“Er..good morning, O Deep Thought” said Loonquawl nervously, “do you have…er, that is…”
“An Answer for you?” interrupted Deep Thought majestically. “Yes, I have.”
The two men shivered with expectancy. Their waiting had not been in vain.
“There really is one?” breathed Phouchg.
“There really is one,” confirmed Deep Thought.
“To Everything? To the great Question of Life, the Universe and everything?”
“Yes.”
Both of the men had been trained for this moment, their lives had been a preparation for it, they had been selected at birth as those who would witness the answer, but even so they found themselves gasping and squirming like excited children.
“And you’re ready to give it to us?” urged Loonsuawl.
“I am.”
“Now?”
“Now,” said Deep Thought.
They both licked their dry lips.
“Though I don’t think,” added Deep Thought. “that you’re going to like it.”
“Doesn’t matter!” said Phouchg. “We must know it! Now!”
“Now?” inquired Deep Thought.
“Yes! Now…”
“All right,” said the computer, and settled into silence again. The two men fidgeted. The tension was unbearable.
“You’re really not going to like it,” observed Deep Thought.
“Tell us!”
“All right,” said Deep Thought. “The Answer to the Great Question…”
“Yes..!”
“Of Life, the Universe and Everything…” said Deep Thought.
“Yes…!”
“Is…” said Deep Thought, and paused.
“Yes…!”
“Is…”
“Yes…!!!…?”
“Forty-two,” said Deep Thought, with infinite majesty and calm.”

Please also wish the same to Sarah.

And although this isn’t her Douglas Adams year, felicitations also to Kathy.

ADDENDUM the First:
Five hours later, I was sitting in the dark because a storm knocked the power out.

Advice from Nora Ephron

“You should eat delicious things while you can still eat them, go to wonderful places while you still can…”

“…be the heroine of your life, not the victim…”

Who ordered this? Can I refuse delivery? SEND IT BACK!

I don’t think this is any better…

The Ultimate Science Fiction And Fantasy Showdown

1. Malcom Reynolds (Sorry Han)
2. Scooby Gang
3. Doctor Who (duh)
4. No opinion
5. Sherlock Holmes
6. Marvin the Paranoid Android (I’m so depressed)
7. No opinion
8. Sarah Connor (I love kick-ass chicks)
9. Starbuck
10. Luke (I can’t help it. Sorry.)
11. Daleks
12. Arthur Dent (How is that even a contest?)
13. As much as I want to say MULTI-PASS, I have to go with River Tam
14. Hermoine (that one was closer)
15. No opinion
16. Uhhh… Avengers?
17. TRICK QUESTION!

Hey NATHAN! I had a BUNNY in my yard!

After a large amount of badgering by me, Michael went to the doctor today for a preventive-type check-up, and to ask for a referral for a dermatologist. (He burns easily, but spent his childhood out in the sun.)

I was feeling slightly guilty about it, which then started a cycle of recrimination, that wandered off into the things he likes to do that he doesn’t do because I’ve not been in a mental state to do so.

Then I realized, “Hey, he can go to the movies BY HIMSELF. He just chooses NOT to!” Which dovetailed in with the whole doctor’s appointment thing and then it suddenly became clear! INERTIA! Objects at rest tend to stay at rest! That describes Michael perfectly! He’s simply an object at rest!

As for me? Inertia there too: Objects in motion tend to stay in motion.

We perfectly offset each other!

Michelle: My ankle kinda hurts when I run up the stairs.
Michael: So, don’t run up the stairs.
Michelle: You only THINK you’re helpful.

NATHAN!

LOOK! BUNNY!

Found this morning on a desk, modeled by my co-worker Meredith.

Yup. The equivalent of 100 flights of stairs today.

In other news, my feet are kinda sore…

Happy Towel Day!