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In Northern Ireland, a domestic flight landed mistakenly at a military airfield. My favourite quote thus far:

“Human beings are fallible – from simple things like putting teabags in a milk jug to the other end of the spectrum of landing at the wrong runway.”

Which is just, y’know, perfect. Sometimes, you can’t make this stuff up.

Elsewhere on the internet, the humour engine kicks into gear: http://dparker.net/pictures/eirjet_quicky.jpg.

(Thanks, James)

The American Jerk says:

Dentistry is why I don’t believe in Creationism. Because teeth, which were designed to break down food, rot when exposed to broken down food. If that’s Intelligent Design? I was designed by a fucking idiot.

And admittedly, I’ve given away his payoff line, but it serves my purposes, so all’s fair. And I guess there’s a level at which, to be quoted out of context is better than to not be quoted at all, or to be quoted wrong. And it’s still worth reading the rest of his post. That isn’t his only good line.
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Dear Journal,

Here is my summary of the final act in Half Life 2, as promised. As stated before, J. and I really did believe it was the best way to finish this phenomenal game, and these words fail to do the programmers’ work justice, but here, in my own humble way, I pay tribute to them. Spoilers:
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Dear Journal,

It’s another wet day here in Southampton… sometimes it seems to have been raining forever. Anya hates the rain. It reminds her of ‘Nam. She does this cute thing where she snuffles at the air irritably, and I know that it’s the ghost of blood and ash that’s got in her nose. Bless…!

Living with J. continues to go swimmingly… Thankfully, there’s no sexual tension like there was with the last one. It can get so messy when there is, and inevitably that chemistry has to go somewhere, and that can only end one of two ways; either with a whimper, or a series of awkward questions and firearm ballistics tests. It’s no coincidence that it’s the scenario which has made most of my favourite shows jump the shark.
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Just read this in an IMDB listing, re: Star Trek Original Series: 

In the hallways of the Enterprise there are tubes marked “GNDN”, these initials stand for “goes nowhere does nothing”.

Which I loved, and had to note somewhere, so that one day I might shamelessly steal it…

The Ministry #5 by Warren Ellis:

The above is, in part, what Grant Morrison’s talking about when he starts declaiming about the DC Universe as a live thing. Since it grows and makes connections while under the command of forces almost totally invisible to the populations within the comics, it fulfills one of the conditions for life inside a creationist universe.

This is one of the reasons why people think Grant is mad.

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Image by Nick Papaconstantinou at flickr. 

Although I don’t look quite so much like some kind of victorian serial killer, or psychotic cowboy.

That’s just the photo.

Since when did it become okay for Jehovah’s Witnesses to bother you in the fucking street on your way to work along quiet side-streets?

Do I look that desperate or lost?

She says: Mind if I sit here…?
He replies: God no. Mind if I buy you a drink?
She counters: Well, it’s why you invited me over here, after all.
He grins: It is? I had just asked myself why I might have done that.
A beat. And then: When did I do that?
Her: When I walked past you, on the way to the loo.
Him: Ah… Cool. I wondered what I meant by that look. A pint?
Her, pleased: You remembered!
Him, astounded: It looks like I did.
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… which is why I tell you these things:

You aren’t going to heaven or hell. It’s not that they don’t exist. It’s just we all got together with God and decided we didn’t want you in either place.
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