I'm feeling linky today. Know what I mean? No, not blinky, linky. Though I do look like both of my eyes have been seared with hot pokers on the worst allergy day of the millennium. But that's another story for another day.
First we have a headline upon which I'd like to comment. No, it's not the Astronaut in A Diaper scandal, nor is it anything to do with Salma Hayaks perfect breasts. Sorry . It is something far deeper that will likely become fodder for the conspiracy theorists, the religious, the keepers of crystals, and other assorted whackjobs. I'd just like to say that I think the omission is an improvement. A godsend, if you will. I don't trust god or anyone else with my cumbersome and highly unnecessary pocket change and I don't think you should either.
In the spirit of B-style linkage, I've also got a little game for you in place of our usual "let's see what brilliantly hysterical things Miss Beelog had to say today" game which, quite Frankly, I'm just not up for at the moment.