I’m only up to C and I must share this delightful alphabet book.

From reader John, a photo essay on the Romany in Lyon, France.

I think I’ve figured out why the UK has a drug problem: this anti-drug ad. It makes me want to take fistfuls of drugs. Although it also makes me want to go rambling. Just like Trainspotting!

Southwest Custer County, Nebraska, 1892
“Yes, you will play the bass.”
“But dad, I can’t reach all the notes!”
“Don’t ‘but dad’ me, young man, I paid for it, now you’ll play it!”
“Awwww, maaaaaan.”

From The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian:

“But you should approach each book — you should approach life — with the real possibility that you might get a metaphorical boner at any point.”
“A metaphorical boner!” I shouted. “What the heck is a metaphorical boner?”
Gordy laughed.
“When I say boner, I really mean joy,” he said.
“Then why don’t you say joy? You didn’t have to say boner. Whenever I think about boners, I get confused.”
“Boner is funnier. And more joyful.”

I shall force you to go through Graham Linehan, because he is quite delightful, to take a look at some information about and contents of a gem from Simpsons’ writers’ past: Army Man magazine.

As an impressionable youth, I was always horrified and fascinated by the ads in the back of Sunset magazine for various wilderness survival camps and boarding schools for children who had become “defiant.” How defiant would you have to be to get sent away? Well, turns out these places are even worse than I thought, according to a GAO report. It turns out that combining parental fears, large sums of money, and nearly no oversight can result in tragedy.

by Thich Nhat Hanh, Nothing to do, nowhere to go : waking up to who you are.
Am I the only one wondering if the solution is to be sedated?

A very important article on clone safety. The comments are quite funny, too.