In recent months this blog has tended to stray just a bit from it’s original intention of being something that I mostly want to have fun with. Therefore I am not a hamster will be returning to pursuing that goal somewhat more than I have been of late. I started to think that with the elections are over it’ll be a bit easier to come up with lighter, funnier stuff but frankly, it’s never really TOO difficult.

I think that I may have come up with a great way to get “more for our money” out of politicians. The answer is to require them to drink more coffee. Specifically, they need to drink lots of very strong coffee for the entire time that Congress is in session.

Over the years I’ve heard all kinds of claims, humorous and otherwise about just exactly what is used in fast food or how much actual meat is used in a particular company’s burgers. However this one is a prizewinner.

The problem however is that along the way some really stupid laws get enacted and you have to ask yourself, just HOW did this asininity get signed into law?

I just saw something on Ars Technica that I can’t help find both funny and sad at the same time. It’s essentially proof of what I think a lot of people have known for a long time and that is that most people’s brains have apparently begun to lose weight in all the wrong ways.

A few minutes ago I ran across something on Slashdot that talked about “Cognitive Radios”. Now I am not a hamster, I realize that they’re not talking about Radios with a full blown AI but rather something that can intelligently adapt it’s use of radio frequencies.

I don’t normally pass on forwards but this one is too good not to. It’s one of those things that comes out of the collision of conspiracy theories and a good sense of humor.

Here’s one you’ll surely remember (I know, I know, “don’t call me Shirley”). This guy was traveling to the US and was stopped in the airport because a security scanner detected something that “had a similar molecular density to certain types of explosives.”

I’m in one of those stranger moods and I’ve just had an appropriately strange thought. Naturally I figured the most logical thing to do was to inflict said strangeness on you, the unsuspecting reader.

I have to say that it is, without doubt, three of the weirdest pictures of a house that I’ve ever seen. There’s no text to explain what’s showing so you have to decide for yourself what’s going on.