…at least not at the godawful hour of ugh o’clock in the morning, when one has staggered out of bed after a couple hours’ sleep and faces an hour and forty-minute drive to an indescribably dull trade show in Orlando on behalf of a client.

But there it was, staring up at me from the lid of a bottle of Snapple:

The starfish is the only animal that can turn its stomach inside out.

Ugh. Thank you, Snapple. Exactly the vision I needed in my head to ease the pain of a way too early morning.

“That’s a definitional issue. The solution to the equation ‘y squared equals negative one’ is not a real number by definition.” I actually got to say that in the course of conversation today. 🙂

Snow Crash seems to have recovered from the trauma of his trip to the vets quite nicely, though being neutered doesn’t seem so far to have made the slightest difference in his personality; he’s just as frisky and playful as ever.

At least somebody’s having fun this weekend…