``You know you haven't fed me,'' our pet rabbit explained patiently while standing on his hindpaws and rattling his cage's mesh so as to make the loudest din he's able to.
I gave his complaint proper consideration and said, ``I did feed you. It was that bunch of lettuce and parsley and mint-scented stuff that I put in your cage just a couple hours ago.''
And please follow on to more of what my sister thinks is the best stuff I write. She's not so big on the math blog but can't get enough of the rabbit. Other humor blog entries this week include:
- Some Now-Forgotten HTML Tags, a useful historic reference
- Some Dangerous Kangaroos, a listing of six marsupials of peril
- Another Warning From My Dreams, because my subconscious is very concerned about the guy from The Jeffersons and his role in science fiction conventions
- The Real Boba Fett and Clams, based on some actual problems I had with an actual game
- An Open Letter To The Coffee News Jokes Editor (Not Really), based on one of those inexplicable joke-like constructs you get in free publications
- Here Are Some Numbers (June 2013), a roundup of some blog statistics because apparently they're important to gaining popularity
Trivia: Judge John Richardson, the canal's first signed contractor, dug the start of the Erie Canal (just outside Rome, New York) with an ox-pulled plow. Source: Wedding of the Waters: The Erie Canal and the Making of a Great Nation, Peter L Bernstein.
Currently Reading: Ocean On Top, Hal Clement. An investigator for the World Power Bureau finds a deep-sea farm where they're just wasting power all over, lighting up the deepest sea beds, and then … it sure seems like something's supposed to happen after this, but it's a short book and there's a lot of neat stuff in it. One price to be paid for being able to live unprotected on the ocean floor is you can't laugh, though, which seems like a hard decision. I note unironically that Aquaman was a favorite superhero of my childhood.