Suddenly, I want to get another pet. Here’s an interesting news story on how scientist in Siberia are selectively breeding foxes into pets. via Boing Boing

Google has added weather forcasts to its search. Just search for “weatehr city, state”. via Slashdot /.

Here’s the weather for Mobile, AL.

Update: Google’s official blog has an entry on Google Weather. via InsideGoogle. Looks like it was a 20% project. I really like their 20% projects. I wonder how long before that becomes a norm for most corporations.

My unspoken policy towards comments has been to reply to every singal one left. So, now, I want to make that unspoken policy a stated one.

I will try to post a comment in reply to every comment left on this site. So, start leaving tons of comments and keep me plenty busy.

Sam Brown, an internet artist on another level.

Martha Stewart is out of jail. Finally, the world is starting to get back to normal. Now, if Bush’s second four-year term would just be over. Who elected that guy anyway? It wasn’t me.

Anyway, I can’t wait for The Apprentice: Martha Stewart.

As you may or may not be able to tell, I’m a huge Martha Stewart fan. I just hope she continues to fight her appeal. Even though she served her time, her name needs to be cleared. It’s funny that there are so many self-loathing people out there that they would try to destroy a person like Martha. Well, we’re about to see that no matter how many times people try to strike her down, Martha is just going to keep coming back.

A short interview with Wes Anderson on Life Aquatic. via Kottke

RSS feeds seem to be the most natural way to advertise job openings at a company. If companies made it standard practice to publish RSS feeds for their job openings, it would be extremely easy for a company like Google to create an aggregator to display all these job openings. They could even be easily searchable. In fact, it seems so logical, that I’m surprised you don’t see more companies using RSS in this manner.

Consquently, the web developer at the United States Sports Academy did just that. Here’s their Jobs RSS Feed.

New Tropicana Orange Juice No Pulp With Pulp is leaving consumers confused, so confused that a group of consumers has filed suit in California.

Response from Tropicana Products Inc. Marketing Director, Bert Bastion:

Look, orange juice has pulp. It comes from oranges. What’s the big deal anyway. Besides, I think most people who don’t like pulp are just afraid to try it.

But one hurt consumer, Lars Jacobs, counters:

Breakfast is the most important meal of the day, and the last thing I want is chunks of who knows what in my juice! It’s not that I couldn’t stand going without it, but I just want to be healthy. My doctor says I have to drink orange juice for my heart. Someone has to hold Tropicana accountable. They can’t do this to ordinary people.

I often get asked the question, “Do you prefer Nick or Nicholas?”

Well, truth be told, I have no prefernce of Nick or Nicholas. It makes NO difference to me. In fact, I could not tell whether or not my close friends call me “Nick”. I’m not even sure which one my wife uses. I think that my mother has a preference for Nicholios or some Greek version of Nicholas. That brings up another variation, Nico (Greek for Nick). I hardly ever get called Nico, but I do not mind it although I might be less apt to respond to Nico rather than Nick or Nicholas.

To summarize, I have no preference on which version of Nicholas that you wish to use.

Sorry for the rant, but I noticed that I wasn’t listed under Nick Roussos for Google. So, I thought if I talked about it, I may get listed. Also, please be patient with me as I try to claim the #1 spot for Nicholas.

Now you can preorder The Vampire’s Kiss by Cynthia Eden. It will be shipping March 20!

InsaneRobot scores a major find. You can play L.O.R.D. over telnet.

I used to seriously play this game when I was in middle school, but will it be the same without the modem’s hiss and busy signals…

Ryan Secrest fans rejoice. It’s okay to like blogs.

If you’re reading this and you hate blogs, GOOD! Not only do I dislike you, but I get the satisfaction of knowing that you’re writhing inside as you read my blog. Ha!

I’ve noticed lately that there is a new fad of “Blog Haters”. Most likely these people came into existence after giving up on their “I hate Reality TV” kick just in time for this season’s American Idol voting. This is the type of person who doesn’t have anything to talk about so they have to pretend to hate something just to be able to yap about it to every disinterested person they see.

Oh, you’re watching that new show Survivor. I hate reality tv; it may even be unethical. Uh, why is it SO popular anyway, I hate things that are popular.

-Robin, Survivor Hater

Other Fake Hater Categories:
I hate TV (also known as I never watch TV and don’t regret it)
I hate gucci
I hate fast food
I hate the YMCA
I hate pop music (except Michael Jackson of course)

What are your favorite Fake Hater categories?

I heard on NPR this morning that the Supreme Court struck down juvenile death sentences.

Here’s a list of states with juveniles on death row

• Texas: 29
• Alabama: 14
• Mississippi: 5
• Arizona, Louisiana, North Carolina: 4 each
• Florida, South Carolina: 3 each
• Georgia, Pennsylvania: 2 each
• Nevada, Virginia: 1

Does Alabama and Texas seem extreme to anyone else?

As you probably have heard Clint Eastwood’s Million Dollar Baby (IMDB link) took home four Oscars. Don’t be fooled; read this account from Gotcha Movie Forums on how Eastwood ruined another perfectly good script:

Million Dollar Baby? Try Million Dollar Ripoff! This is another case of a hollywood elitist taking a perfectly good fun-loving adventure script and making it into an artsy farse! I’m so pissed!

Million Dollar Baby was originally about TV’s Six Million Dollar Man’s grandchild, a wonder baby who was the heir to a superhero empire of crime-fighting and adventure.

After shrugging his (yes, it was originally about a boy) responsibilities by spending too much time in the arcade, stuffing his face at all-you-can-eat buffets, and throwing around a typical GenX haughty attitude, the Million Dollar Baby is forced to fend for himself and get a job. Several failed careers later, a tweeny-aged Baby cashes in on his powers with a career as a professional wrestler (not an amatuer boxer).

Clint ruined this movie bad. The only reason the producers went along with him was because they thought the “female Karate Kid” could really sell some tickets.

Some guys over at Zug pulled some pretty funny credit card pranks because no one seemed to ever check his signature.

Also, they have some toll booth pranks. via Boing Boing