About Fred

Maggie writes, or quotes, or whatever:

Sure, you laugh, but there’s probably somebody out there right now doing just that. Tonight, in the local supermarket, I saw blue french fries. Anything’s possible.

Heh heh. I though the headline read “City Stands Firm Against Trolls“, not Tolls.

Did you know that Whoopi Goldberg’s real name is Caryn Johnson? Or that Ben Kingsley is actually Krishna Bhanji? Well, now you do. Famous Name Changes, courtesy of fellow capper Agent Moldy.

Do we have some sort of contractual obligation with the universe that says that Monday mornings have to suck?

On Friday, in his weblog, Neil Gaiman wrote, “Poor Argentina,” and I wondered, why? what happened in Argentina? Was there an earthquake? Was there a riot? Did somebody die? And then I realized, oh, he’s just talking about soccer. And then I thought, well gee, that’s a very American thing to say, isn’t it? It’s a big deal to Argentina that they lost, and it’s a big deal to England that they won. Here in the United States, though, the World Cup really isn’t considered important except to a scattered handful of fans and the people who actually play in it. I couldn’t name any of our country’s players if I tried. I’m not saying that’s necessarily a bad thing. It’s just a curious cultural difference…one, I realize, that’s been pointed out many times before, by those better informed and less sleep-deprived than I. I think I had better wander off to bed now.