Who you jiving with that cosmik debris?

I wanted to write about something fun today, what with it being Friday and all; after looking around a bit, I came across so much stuff that I thought I’d just throw it all on here for your enjoyment.

Before we start
I just wanted to thank those of you who have registered for this blog by clicking the link in the menu off to the right. I’m pretty sure that soon I’ll figure out what fun things I can do with registered users other than tracking how many regular readers I have.

We begin
by congratulating Kitty (Ms. March, legs on view right now on the front page of Skepchick) on her second guest spot on Maxim radio last night. Kitty is sexy, funny, smart, and kind beyond belief, making her the perfect person to help spread the word that skeptics aren’t all a bunch of grumpy old guys sitting in a den plotting to rid the world of fun.

And then
there’s Mike McRae’s article in this week’s Swift newsletter. Mike is a talented dude — he created the first Skepchick magazine image back in January (the girl with the scissors), published an article in Skepchick this month, and has another article coming out in a future issue. Also, he has long hair, tattoos, piercings, and a sexy, sexy Australian accent. He is also known as “Athon” on the Skepchick forum. Way to go, baby!

So after that
we get to Bigfoot. Yeah, you heard me — Bigfoot. The Bubblegumfink blog has a funny rundown on Bigfoot in recent history’s pop culture. Check out the face on that Yeti action figure — classic.

And of course there’s
a good story on UFOs! Only, they’re not really UFOs because to be so they’d have to be Unidentified, and the things zooming around Southern California have definitely been identified as belonging to two guys who are selling remote control flying saucers at $1000 a pop and marketing them by freaking out the locals. Check this quote from the end of the article:

Newport Beach Police Sgt. Bill Hartford also said Murphy wasn’t breaking any laws.

Scanning a list of city ordinances, Hartford said: “You can’t hit golf balls on a public park. You can’t skateboard on a public tennis court. But I don’t see anything specifically that would forbid him from flying his UFOs.”

And finally
this is very important — what do you buy for the skepchick in your life? A brand new set of tarot cards? Free trip to the spa for a cleansing colonic? No! You get her jewelry for geeks.

Fractalspin.com has a ton of cool stuff on their site. And no, nobody paid me for this shill, but I invite them to send me a check if desired.

I recently found out that skepchicks also like to receive boxes of Godiva heart-shaped chocolates posted by cute skepdudes, so you could go with that, too. Oh, and also Frank Zappa DVDs — thanks, Terry, I can’t believe Chick Aynery actually worked!

Chick Aynery says, “Keep sending Rebecca pressies! Links, articles, and general praise also accepted!”