Oh, no: it’s a whole illustrated series of complicated moral dilemmas. Can you figure out what to do?
All right, I lied. They aren’t complicated at all…unless you’re insane.
(via Ezra)
Whillikers has found a most excellent scientific paper. If that’s what physics is like, you should see the noise we get in biology.
This is a war between two worldviews, which Skip explains nicely. Here’s the short summary.
| Wisdom | Ignorance | Biologists love boobies, beavers, and the weenus! | Creationists fear boobies, beavers, and the weenus. |
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Which side would you rather be on?
A reader brought Crap I Drew on My Lunch Break to my attention—I like it. The artist understands us godless people and our love of puppy dog dinners and satanic rituals, and she doesn’t seem fond of Intelligent Design creationism. It’s on my list of regular webcomics to read.
Evolution, the beer, that is.
Poor George. He got bumped from a £3600 a night hotel room by Mick Jagger.
Isn’t that a little extravagant for a public servant, anyway?
You tell me…should I be flattered at all the email coming in from people saying that the phrase “flailing around like a lubed-up squid” brought me immediately to their mind?
Maybe it was the erotic resonance of the image that elicits that prompts the association…
Please don’t tell me I’m the only one who detects the erotic resonance.
Not only do we learn where Tiktaalik came from, but we get an explanation for why the prayer study flopped!
Important efficacy tip: stash your porn in a lead-lined safe before praying.
My own daughter, a participant in the blogospheric War on Easter…where did I go wrong right?
