Top 10 Reasons Why The BMI Is Bogus
Weekend Edition math guy Keith Devlin graded the body mass index and tells host Scott Simon that it fails on 10 grounds.
1 hour ago
July 5, 2009
So, today we were playing dodgeball and I jammed one of the fingers on my right hand and now it hurts to type. So, with that I say, Good night.
22 hours ago
July 5, 2009
Why does Gov. Sarah Palin always play the victim card?
Example: a statement she released said the following: “How sad that Washington and the media will never understand; it’s about country, and though it’s honorable for countless others to leave their positions for a higher calling and without finishing a term, of course we know by now, for some reason a different standard applies for the decisions I make.”22 hours ago
July 5, 2009
sade:
In gr. 5, I tried to trade my Charizard pokemon card for a Mewtwo pokemon card that this down syndrome girl had because I was 100% sure I could get away with it and she wouldn’t know the difference. I almost did it too. I was like “Hey my card is so powerful, see how there’s fire on it? I like you so I’ll trade you for your super weak and lame card.” and she was all “Ooooh! Ok! You’re so nice!”. Then just as my little hands were about to grab hold of her card, her friend runs up and is like “WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!” and glares at me while pulling the handicapped girl away. So close.
Pic unrelated.
This reminds me of the time in grade school when I sold a kid one of those ridiculous state quarters for a dollar. Profit: 75 cents. My dad was so proud of my entrepreneurial skills at such a young age.
2 days ago
July 3, 2009
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2 days ago
July 3, 2009
These are pretty much my favorite shoes right now. Just thought I’d share.
2 days ago
July 3, 2009
Independence Day
When I was younger we would often travel to friends’ house in a rural area of a rural state where fireworks are legal—they are not legal in Illinois. So, we would buy tons of huge fireworks and be crazy. But, we would also buy thousands of bottle rockets and have a bottle rocket war. We would shoot them at each other for hours at a time. It was tons of fun and I have the hearing loss and t-shirts with burn holes to prove it. So, if you want to have some fun this Independence Day, then I suggest you shoot bottle rockets at some friends.
(I am not liable for any accidents that happen as a result of this post.)
3 days ago
July 2, 2009
Today has been absolutely insane here at work. It makes me even more glad that I have tomorrow off.
3 days ago
July 2, 2009
Guess who has four fourth row tickets to Kings of Leon in Kansas City?
This guy!
I don’t think you realize how jealous you just made me.
3 days ago
July 2, 2009
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You can’t know what a hero is, Jasper. You’ve grown up in a time when that word has been debased, stripped of all meaning. We’re fast becoming the first nation whose populace consists solely of heroes who do nothing but celebrate each other. Of course we’ve always made heroes of excellent sportsmen and -women—if you perform well for your country as a long-distance runner, you’re heroic as well as fast—but now all you need to do is be in the wrong place at the wrong time, like that poor bastard covered by an avalanche. The dictionary would label him a survivor, but Australia is keen to call him a hero, because what does the dictionary know? And now everyone returning from armed conflict is called a hero, too. In the old days you had to commit specific acts of valor during war; now you just need to turn up. These days when a war is on, heroism seems to mean ‘attendance.’
— Martin Dean, A Fraction of the Whole by Steve Toltz
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