“Be it so. This burning of widows is your custom; prepare the funeral pile. But my nation has also a custom. When men burn women alive we hang them, and confiscate all their property. My carpenters shall therefore erect gibbets on which to hang all concerned when the widow is consumed. Let us all act according to national customs.”
— General Sir Charles James Napier GCBThe official Blu-ray release date for the Bodacious Space Pirates movie is November 12th.

(via a google image search for Schnitzer, but no complaints. No idea where it originally came from, or I’d give proper credit; the largest size I found was here, a 4chan image-archive site)

Nothing says “born in Ohio” like processed meats, purchased in the middle of the night at Walmart.
And, yes, it’s one of my guilty pleasures, and after 20 years of not finding it in California groceries, a little light bulb went on and I tried the local Walmart. They also reliably stock the jalapeno bologna, so I can pretend to a more sophisticated palate.
I passed on the giant bag of Honeycomb cereal snack food, though. That’s a guilty pleasure that would earn a scolding from my doctor.
In a shocking turn of events, a police officer who shot a family’s dog for no good reason actually got fired for it.
I walked into someone’s cube to deliver a new document scanner (the excellent Fujitsu ScanSnap iX500), and found this little gem attached to her monitor cable:

I’m guessing El Neil is doing a happy dance right about now.
(via Ace)

Amazon has a peculiar idea of what your science fiction short stories are about.

Who knew you wrote chick-lit?