I'm from the future, but I still like b00bs.

David Attenborough is just great, isn't he? One of those people like Stephen Fry where I think I'd have to be inherently suspicious of anyone who didn't like them. And Planet Earth...it's a shame the Sigur Ros music is only on the flyers, but it's still improbably majestic. When I wasn't blubbing about something actually sad, like the lost baby elephant, I was blubbing simply at how beautiful the mountains were, or the little baby polar bear, or the millions of flocking birds. The key exception being the mating dance of the birds of paradise, which was just silly. And before that on BBC4, Time, in which we learned that salvation from death may lie in our kinship to sea urchins or yeast. Well, not quite the elixir I'd hoped for, but when it comes to immortality I'm really not that fussy.
(Even with Torchwood nowhere in sight, the magic TV box is already proving its worth - this week, each day there's something I want being shown on digital)

Now I'm coming out of hibernation, I was out on Friday and Saturday nights for the first time in too long. At Stay Beautiful on the former, there were communion wafer flyers for the disappointing Betty Curse; I pondered whether edible flyers were really wise, and discovered that the god of the monotheists tastes like polystyrene, which really does explain an awful lot. And at sbp's party on the latter, we heard ripping yarns from mountaineer kitty_goth, and I had an unusually girly conversation about shoes. I think I like being back in circulation.

Publisher Nigel Newton objects to Google Book Search for many reasons. Some of them seem pretty fair. But he opens with a complaint about Google's ads, applied specifically to Dickens. Is he unaware that in their serial forms, many of Dickens' books were originally accompanied by ads? That even now, for a premium, you can buy some of those books in facsimile editions, accompanied by the original ads? Are those ads legitimate accompaniment for art now simply because time has made them useless? Oh, and while it's certainly not inherently absurd to argue that "publishers should then, as iTunes does with music tracks, charge a fair rate for their authors' content", his timing sucks.

"I usually come out a bit odd, though my third and fifth incarnations weren't bad. I admit that at some point I'd like to be really handsome. Petty vanity, but there you are." - The Seventh Doctor, The Algebra of Ice. Looks like he'd been trying for something like Ten for a while then, doesn't it?

I knew the story of the aspiring drug chemist who inadvertently gave his friends and customers a dose of Parkinson's Disease instead; what I didn't know was that said Worst Drugs Ever subsequently proved quite useful in Parkinson's research, and have now helped bring about a potential cure which involves ELECTRODES IN THE BRAIN. Top stuff.
(Shame that the chap responsible also supports animal research for cosmetics, though. Just because Pro-Test are leading a fightback on behalf of legitimate medical research, doesn't mean it's time to make a land-grab on behalf of practices which really are cruel and unnecessary)