As a born and bred Southerner, I have always winced at provincial comments from Big City slickers who quickly jump to unfunny quips about cousin fucking and toothlessness. But now I am getting my kicks from reading comments about where I am about to live. Check out these comments from Fark users (not the cream of the crop, I know) about San Francisco, a city who will be turning off nonessential lights at landmarks for an hour this weekend to promote energy conservation:

• “If I ever went to San Francisco I guess I’d have to get vaccinated against AIDS. Just to be safe like Pelosi’s staff when they go to a NASCAR event.”
• “cloud of smug, anyone?”
• “Or… you could turn off the Espresso machines for a few hours in the morning for energy conservation. ^_^ But that probably wouldn’t go over so well.”
• “It just so happens that my cousin–who has to use a machine for her terminal illness–lives near the Golden Gate, and that her house is connected to the same power grid. So when they turn out those lights, her power will be shut off, too. She currently has plans to stay at a friends house, but if she was some elderly old lady with no knowledge of the event, she could die. All so that the liberals can demonstrate ‘conservation’.”
• “Just make sure you have your anal bum cover in place.”
• “I predict a lot of rampant gay rapes happening.”
• “so the bath houses won’t be open”

Funny. And different. That is all.

How Strawberry Shortcake became such a popular cartoon.

She’s so funny: So, the Professor took me to hear Google’s lawyer ostensibly talk about why we should all be okay with Google Books, but instead it really was more like “Watch me lick my balls and then cheer for me that I was able to lick my balls.”

Eight years of Daily Show archives now available online

Interview with Victoria, the “prickly” top model recently booted from ANTM.

Fairy Name Creator: There are some really weird writing jobs out there.

This is infuriating: Abstinence 1, S-Chip 0

UPDATE: Decided on a place, but the date has changed to SUNDAY, the 28th. Invitations to follow shortly.

Okay, so I want to throw a party for myself. That’s right, on October 28th I’m going to be entering my third decade and soon after moving all the way across the country, and I want to celebrate both those things with friends. I’ve never reserved a private room at a restaurant for a party before, so I’m seeking suggestions.

I’d like to invite about 35 or so people (I think), assuming that 25 will show. I’d like it to be in a not-too-fancy place where everyone would feel comfortable, but not a dive either. The service must be top-notch, because nothing puts a damper on a party more quickly than lack of adult beverages. I’d like for people to be able to move around and mingle easily, but also allow for entree eating for those so inclined. I’m thinking of throwing the party on Saturday, October 27th, around 6 p.m.

Any suggestion on a good place to throw such a party? My house, by then packed up in boxes, is not gonna cut it.

I got drunk last night and ended up in an argument with my sister. Today I’m hungover and feel guilty about being such a selfish sibling.

I’m glad I have someone in my life who will break it down for me when need be. I’m sorry, sister, for being so self-involved. I’m happy you finally told me how you felt.

Ha, awesome: Boy Scouts’ rent hiked $199,999 for gay ban