I trust scientists…because they do science…
…wistful and depressed sigh…
yeah…some kids probably need to get out more often…
I still remember the first time I had a Turkish Delight in London. I was *so* excited! And then…it…was…alright…I mean, I enjoyed it…but…give-up-the-world-for-a-few-of-these…?
And yeah, if Cinnabon was involved…goodbye world!
bob’s *my* uncle?
In the past few years, I’ve become more and more interested in learning about phrase origins. There are so many phrases that we use without batting a eye that are just weird if you just stop to think about it…phrases like “Bob’s your uncle”…say what? Who’s Bob and why’s he my uncle? And why does that mean “everything’s good” or “there you have it”?
Apparently, nobody really knows. Which makes it even more mysterious. But it seems like the most popular explanation seems to involve nepotism, and a Irish politician getting his position because of his uncle Robert…or “Bob”, if you will. So there you have it…or Bob’s your uncle.
when the song dies
Watch this late one night when you’re tired but at peace and contemplating your old age and mortality.
