Same-sex marriage might mean fewer babies. But how many fewer? It’s actually very hard to tell.
Author: Jason Kuznicki
When you’re straight, you’re often told what romantic love is: Parents. Friends. Songs. TV. Movies.
This is a lot more useful than most straight people seem to realize.
Early that morning, a tiny, not terribly bright idea got lodged in Frank’s head. It happens quite often to the soft-headed. And, unfortunately, Frank was feeling ambitious.
Some public policy implications of bar fight litigation.
“I actually like privatization,” said the Capitalist. “How can you not?”
“I like privatization too,” said the Cynic.
Bitcoin’s value has been driven almost entirely by speculation, and I have the graphs to prove it. (Updated, now with another graph!)
On Twitter I was asked to post this recipe, so here it is. It’s among my favorite beers ever, and it’s only available (so far) on tap at our domestic basement bar.
“Older people can sometimes lose their reflexes,” said Mrs. Niece. “And their coordination. I mean, maybe you haven’t, but they do need to check.”
In which manure explains the unholy alliance between big government and big corporations.
Representative Trey Radel (R-FL) pleaded guilty this morning to cocaine possession. As Radel recently voted to drug test all food stamp recipients, the temptation is strong simply to smile and declare that it couldn’t...
“Changing the words of Naram-Sin, the living god, is treason, because he is the king. But changing the words of Gudea, simple governor of Lagaš, is unjust, because he made things work right.” –...
Start slow, with Bear in Heaven’s “Werewolf.” I think it’s gorgeous: Next up, TV on the Radio, “Wolf Like Me.” It’s probably my favorite song about lycanthropy: And, as Chuck Berry would put it,...
Jason Kuznicki looks at rational ignorance in the voting booth.
Just a quick note: I’ve got a long thing over at the Umlaut today. Feel free to comment there, rather than here.
The phrase “driverless car” is clunky and imprecise. See that parking lot? Those are driverless cars. Ugh. Call them autonomes instead.
Seemed like we should have one.
“Do you know why I pulled you over?” the cop asked. The Inquisitor’s question. It’s never a good sign. Aviator mirrorshades. Handlebar mustache. Because of course he would. Establishing the right script is important...
When the Devil is too busy, and Death’s a bit too much…