This one's for the ladies...

Girls, if you need to drive those big scary cars like your husbands do, just remember what Goodyear told us years ago.
Polyglas means more than good mileage. It also means your delicate feminine brains won't be overwhelmed by the stress of road signs, parts of your own car, sudden camera zooms and a tense emphatic soundtrack; we think the odds are pretty good you won't crash and kill somebody if your husband for some reason allows you to drive. (Which, if he didn't have a gigantic brain tumor, he'd have the sense to forbid. Girls driving. Bah! Next they'll want to *vote*.)

OfFS.

Town Fire Department Chief under investigation for arson. More or less.
However, this made me feel better about the world. Except when I think of people using an iPod to run a nuclear reactor.

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ZDashAmber looked at the Pirate Fair webpages and said something awful.
She said "You know, I bet Airship Pirates would be fun here."
So now I'm trying to (a) figure out what a good costume for that would be (b) figure out how I can afford to construct such a thing (c) figure out how I'm going to wear the damned thing in June in Vallejo.
So. Um. Tamago? Do you want a commission? (: