Identified Flying Elf

Juuust in case you have a pint-sized youngster who wants to know the progress of the jolly old elf, NORAD provides you with the SANTA TRACKER. Let's, er, hope they don't let loose the B-1s on him ...

Model Rocketry Meets Dentistry

How cool is this? My Dad only offered to pull out a loose tooth with a pair of pliers. [H/t: Borderline Sociopathic Blog for Boys]

Happy Landings

I had to post it. To all of our German speaking readers (yeah, right), I apologize in advance for the swearing. [h/t: Borderline Sociopathic Blog for Boys]

Sunday Nite Follies

'Cause I love dogs ...

May You Learn the Easy Way

Ah, yes. Well do I remember lying flat on my back after polishing my shoes as a lad, one shoe perched far above my face on the flat of my foot, until it ... well, never mind. My nose learned the law of gravity in one fell swoop. Here's to other fine fellows who learn things the bumpy way.

This Too Shall Pass

Because I admire spontaneity (h/t: Borderline Sociopathic Blog for Boys)

616

Here is a photo of fable and legend. One sees the Livestrong bracelet, the smiling, bearded face. But the stuff of legend is on the Yahtzee score-keeping card, the craggy pinnacle of Yahtzee-dom, a score of 616.

Long Lady Athos held the top two scores - the Gold and Silver on the Olympic podium - scores in the low to mid-500's, while I, the dutiful husband was content with a third-place Bronze at 500 even.

Weeks past and turned into months. After dinner games melded one into another. Long did Athos maintain that attentive savoir faire, gamesmanship, and ... je ne sais quoi (think Bill Murray half-way through his purgatorial ordeal in Punxsutawney).

Then, lo and behold and four - count 'em, four - yahtzees in a single game catapulted Athos up and over all others who, with much wailing and gnashing of teeth, ceded first place. (The photo is during the playing of the national anthem.)

Praise and rejoice greatly, O Israel. Thy babylonian captivity is ended. Now ... ahem ... back to Lent.

YO

What Japanese motor company made this lawn mower?

Harold Ramis - Groundhog Day

Something Completely Different

Er .... Wasn't that my stop?

Gimme That Old Time Religion

What will draw the absent males back to church and solve a host of ecclesiastical woes? A Lutheran in First Things has the solution:

Temple prostitution.

I know, I know. Outrageous and offensive. I can hear readers already dismissing the idea out of hand. And I admit that we may not be ready for it quite yet. But please hear me out on this.

First off, let’s address the common objections. Sure, there are a handful of Bible verses that might seem to condemn the practice. But all the condemnation of temple prostitution involves pagan practices or worship of false gods. The objectionable thing is the idolatry, not the physical act itself. Sanctified, faithful prostitution in service of the true God is a new thing. The Biblical writers never foresaw or contemplated sanctified, faithful, God-pleasing prostitution in the churches and thus never wrote about it. Attempts to find a Biblical injunction against the practice therefore fall short..More>>

Dude's Flyin'

NORAD is tracking Santa!

I'll Stick with 'Fishers of Men'

ht: Borderline Sociopathic Blog for Boys

Not Yet, Stupid!

Do you remember when YOUR Guardian Angel had to work this hard?

Come On Down

Ht: Monsignor Charles Pope:

Why the Marshmellows?

From the sublime to the ridiculous ... Welcome to the "Who Knew?" Department here at the 4Ms. Throw away that old VCR player? No way! Learn how YOU can recycle and redeploy all those really cool things inside that manufacturers DON'T want you to know about. And, don't forget the marshmellows!

Bacon Your Pardon

You know, I've had rare experiences that Lewis described as Joy in my life, usually unbid, unlooked for, unrepeatable. Now, finally, someone has done the unthinkable, unimaginable. It seems that Joy - or something near to it - can indeed be purchased (be still my foolish heart). You may find the path to it for yourself here.

Bicycle Artist

Via the Borderline Sociopathic Blog for Boys - Ryan Leech

Mitsui - Sword of Sir John Conyers

Daniel Mitsui posts on Sir John Conyers who killed the Sockburn worm. Is this the legendary basis for the vvery campy 1988 thriller (based on Bram Stoker's book - same title), starring a very young Hugh Grant, Lair of the White Worm?

Ariel Atom

Faster than a motorcycle, street-legal, fills your mouth with bees, the purest driving experience on four wheels - oh, please, Santa!!! (ht: Borderline Sociopathic Blog for Boys)