Woo-hoo! Over one-thousand visitors! I am a god damned internet phenomenon.

And isn't it nice that Whose Line is it Anyway? is on the air again? It's funny in any language. To quote Eddie Izzard: "They say America and England are two countries separated by the Atlantic Ocean. And it's true."

Continuing on the TV theme: I just love Daria. It's been ignored, living as it does in the shadows of Beavis and Butthead, The Simpsons and South Park, but it's probably the most realistic portrayal of high school TV has ever seen. My So-Called Life was close, and I moped right along with Claire Danes, but come on. We all know Ricky would have had the living shit beaten out of him daily, and Jordan Catalano would have been administering the beatings. Sad but true.

Last TV note of the evening: just saw an ad for Tap Girls down at the Sheraton Casino (theme: English Manor). They're...um...girls, see, who...tap, apparently. Sounds good to me. Several years ago - back when Sonya and I and our friend Jon used to go gambling several times a week - the Sheraton had the Sheraton Dancers, who did high-precision numbers wearing tiny little thongs. Lots of lesbian overtones, which surely did ease the sting of blowing your wad on a few bad hands of blackjack.

So the wife (being the Good Wife that she is) went to Cat's yesterday and picked up Josh's Blair Witch Mix, music from and inspired by The Blair Witch Project. This movie has totally captured my psyche, y'all - and that of the press, apparently. You can't swing a dead cat on the magazine aisle without hitting a periodical that mentions the movie. Is this movie totally obsessing me or what? When was the last time it didn't get at least one mention in an episode?

Anyway, one of the coworkers was checking the CD out today. "It's a who's who of gothic music!" he declared. It's true. My favorite tune? Lydia Lunch's Gloomy Sunday. It's creepy!

Okay, here's a question that's been bothering me for a long time now. Say you're a vegan (a person who eats no animal products - not even eggs or dairy products or honey, in some cases). Now, I'm assuming vegans don't eat eggs or dairy products because they don't approve of the way the animals are treated to get their by-products, right?

So say you're a vegan, and you've got a pet chicken. You love your chicken and you give it a good life. Still, it's a chicken with the requisite two-watt brain. It's not a broody chicken, so sometimes it will lay an egg and wander off. Couldn't you, in good conscience, eat that egg? It's not like you wrenched the egg away from the chicken. The animal is living the chicken equivalent of the lush life and it wasn't going to take care of the egg, anyway. Could you eat it? You vegan readers out there, let me know.

Anything else interesting going on? Not really. I did some laundry this evening. Meant to run, but got frustrated that I had to do laundry on two floors, so I didn't. I did laundry, though, and now I have underwear again. Yesterday I had to wear the flannel boxers, which were just too damn warm. Today I went without, which I'm still not entirely comfortable with.

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