He was training to scale Mt Everest!
He was training to scale Mt Everest!
Quite a few people sent me a link to this Foxtrot comic with the remote-controlled squid.

They were all just trying to tease me cruelly, because they knew it would be my favorite summertime pool toy, and they don’t exist. I looked everywhere, but the closest I could get was a remote-controlled robot shark, which is only almost as good.

Although, if we could mount laser beams on their heads…
I’m sorry, BigDumbChimp, but you’ve been beaten to this discovery: God Hates Shrimp. It’s old news. It’s also wrong in its emphasis. I read Leviticus…
Whatsoever hath no fins nor scales in the waters, that shall be an abomination unto you.
…and what I see is that God hates cephalopods, the bastard.
Browsing the funny pages this week, I see some hope that cephalopods will eventually displace talking cats from their preeminent spot in the comic pantheon.
I think this one has to be for Chris…
Hey, I’m not being pretentious, I’m merely paying due diligence to privacy and security issues.

(via Apostropher)
Mooney gets written up in the Las Vegas Sun. Here’s what I get in the same article:
Friday’s panel included a Minnesota biology professor…
Yeah, that’s it.
Someday, I will be famous enough to warrant actually mentioning my name! They’ll misspell it, but still…
Do cephalopods confound the search for essential truths, or do they enhance it?
