This week is Teacher Appreciation Week! Everyone will talk about how great it would be if teachers would just be like Robin Williams in Dead Poets’ Society. Because that’s the secret to being a great teacher: teach only wealthy, 1950s-era, white kids who are terrified of their fathers. And get fired, anyway!
I never get enough of the presidential candidates talking about science and science policy. Unless they’re talking about evolution vs. creation in public school science classrooms or the finer points of when a woman is pregnant (now as early as two weeks before conception occurs!), science and science policy are not frequently discussed.
These days your average American is ten times more likely to get eaten by a zombie than to own a house (much less five mansions) and is a bajillion times more likely to get turned into a zombie than to own a dancing horse or a car elevator.
Hey! My uterus is like Gandalf! It’s all like YOU SHALL NOT PASS! when unapproved sperm gets up in there!
Bill and Eric are morons. Eric’s been walking the Earth for 1000 years. Certainly, he’s learned by now that it’s far better to jump in and kill the target instead of standing there, telling the target what you’re going to do? Right? No? OK, then.
The 2012 presidential election has been slightly less dramatic than its 2008 counterpart. This round, rather than being total open season for both parties, we have an incumbent on one side and a gaggle of out of touch old white men on the other. Fellow zombies, it may feel safe to sit this one out. […]
As unlikely as Newtie’s Moon colony suggestion was, I couldn’t help but nod my head and growl, “Yeah! What happened to the America that can?”
Specifically, Rick Santorum (hello again, buddy) and Newt Gingrich (This is your first time here. Welcome! Help yourself to some bacon bits. Don’t eat them! Sprinkle them on yourself).
Mitt, your relentless trudge forward in the face of tremendous negativity is rather admirable from this Concerned Zombie’s perspective, but you’re embarrassing yourself now.