And then goes and weeps in the gutter after being beaten by freakin' Finland.

Speaking of Finland, John Hodgman was hysterical on The Daily Show last night.

Treo, British Labrador, Wins Dickin Medal For Bomb-Sniffing

LONDON — A perky British Labrador whose bomb-sniffing exploits helped save lives in Afghanistan was decorated for canine courage in a ceremony at London's Imperial War Museum Wednesday.

Eight-year-old Treo joins a menagerie of heroic animals honored over the years with a special award known as the Dickin medal, including 32 pigeons, three horses and a cat.

Sgt. Dave Heyhoe, the black Lab's handler, said he was "very proud indeed," adding the award was not just for him and his dog but "for every dog and handler that's working out in Afghanistan or Iraq."

Treo merely flicked out his rosy tongue as he and Heyhoe posed for photographs with the silvery medal. He squirmed as the medal was fitted around his neck.

The military nominated Treo for the prize in recognition of his help uncovering a series of Taliban bombs during his time serving in Helmand Province, an insurgency hot spot, in 2008. The Labrador is the medal's 63rd recipient since its inception in 1943, according to the Peoples Dispensary for Sick Animals, the charity that awards the prize.

Good doggie! Still, I bet the doggie would rather have a Snausage than a medal.

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It feels especially...awkward? that she actually died. I mean, I feel like usually the dying is part of the lie with these crazy internet stories.

I know, right?! I'm not sure what he ended up doing but I know he was struggling over what to tell these communities she'd been a part of. I think he just let it lie.

Speaking of internet brouhaha, Heather Armstrong (dooce) is getting a show on HGTV. They keep calling her "America's favorite mommy blogger" in the ads.

My boss's boss is here visiting. He is supposed to fly out at 9pm. I fear delays or cancellations. I fear big boss being here another day. I fear all his arrangements falling to me.

I'm pretty sure that at least 98% of America doesn't have a favorite mommy blogger.

I felt like an idiot last night. I got my wiring harness for the car stereo that's coming tomorrow. A couple of the wires didn't connect so I downloaded the product manual and checked their diagram for the wiring. I spent a long time looking at their diagram and got concerned that it didn't show the wires in the same order as my harness. The illustration made it really hard for me to figure out the actual pinout. After a stupid amount of time I realized that it wasn't trying to show a pinout at all, it was just telling me what the wire colors meant. The unconnected wires were for muting the radio when the phone is in use (not an issue for the car) and for dimming (I wish that was in the Nissan connectors, but no dice). So it was fine the entire time. I blame being tired.

I'm pretty sure that at least 98% of America doesn't have a favorite mommy blogger.

I'd go as high as 99 and 44/100%.

I love that simple cookie sugar icing.

I am short a banana muffin this morning. Woe. But these Alpen muffins aren't better than the Cook's Illustrated ones. Still, better than no brekkie.

I think he just let it lie.

But the internet would be ignorant! No! Must not let!

We get to have a favourite mommy blogger? Hmm. The quandary.

I do not have funky purple tights like Perkins, but I do have a funky purple pendant. So I'm wearing a black dress (which I think she also has--wrap) to best facilitate pendant display. This is toned down enough to allow lipstick.

Thing about the pendant is that it's a really satisfying weight, and it feels great in the hand when it's warmed up to body temperature. So I'm periodically clutching at my bosom. I hope no one minds.

Now I have to go reply to a tetchy vendor email. Pfft on them.