One of the best parts of Wired's site is their volcano blog, run by geologist Erik Klemetti. He currently has a delicious demolishment of all the panic over this weekend's perigee moon up over there, and the only sad part is that the people who need to read it the most won't read it at all.
I am pondering a trip to Lake McConaughy in western Nebraska on or about my 60th birthday on June 29th. I'm going to park on the beach, throw an antenna into a tree and crank up the Icom, run the dogs around, look at the stars, and roast marshmallows over a fire. The schedule isn't clear yet, but I would be most honored to have any of you join me. More here as I know it.
Listen to yourself...then check to see if what you're saying is described on this poster. What they call "Tu quoque" is what I call "the Fifth-Grade Defense;" i.e. "Your guy is a crook!" answered instantly by "Your guy is a crook too!" Wonderful summary that should be on everyone's wall. (Thanks to Michael Covington for the link.)
Somebody did some analysis on 37,000 Billboard chart song titles since (egad) 1890, and learned that those song titles had a vocabulary of only 9,000 words. Here's a cloud chart of the most common song title words. Betcha can't guess the #1 word. Actually, betcha can. Try before you click to the chart.
Speaking of dead...here's an interesting story on the near-death experience, which is interesting as much for the type of surgery they describe (basically, kill the patient, fix the artery, and then bring her back to life) as what the patient experienced while she was "dead." (Thanks to Frank Glover for the link.)