FYI, the passport is significantly cheaper, but expires. The certificate is good forever, and is often preferred, but costs a lot.

For the citizenship, you have time - until he's 18, I believe. It's just ... these stories are so heartrending and so unnecessary.

On the bright side, there was a story in the paper recently about "Ethiopian camp" - families with kids adopted from Ethiopia got together and they had Ethiopian food, music, dancing. And the parents got tips on taking care of the kids' skin and hair and such.

Oh, not camp like fey camp. I was wondering for a second.

The cheeseburger I got for lunch had neither cheese nor burger. But I had a meeting, so I ate the fries and didn't go back for an hour. Just went back to the new restaurant and to wit:

• Money back
• Full meal replaced (including fries)
• 3 coupons for free fries

So, you know, no harm no foul. I would have been happy with just the cheeseburger.

Timelies all!

Meh. feeling kind of drained and I don't know why.

Now I've heard everything....

Man heard his eyeballs rotate, heart beat

Stepehen Mabbutt, 57, of Charlton, UK suffered from superior canal dehiscence syndrome. A symptom of this ultrarare condition meant that he could hear his eyes moving in their sockets, and his heart beating. “When I raised my voice I could hear it reverberating in my head and the vibrations made my vision vibrate,” he told the BBC. Surgery cured him. From the BBC:

“I’ve had a patient who fell over whenever they burst out laughing,” (said Dr. Richard Irving of the Birmingham Ear Clinic).

“The actual muscles that move the eyes are connected to the bones of the skull and there is an element of friction as these muscles move. Some patients, as their eyes move from side to side, hear that friction movement of the muscle as a noise in their ear…

The operation to cure the problem involved a 5cm (2in) incision behind the ear, making a channel through the bone to find the “balance organ” and using the patient’s own bone to create a seal around the defect.

If I heard my eyes rotating in their sockets, I would have to kill myself. I am not really squeamish about anything except eyes!

So, you know, no harm no foul. I would have been happy with just the cheeseburger.

Yeah, that was pretty good!

From Jesse's link:

Baby furniture, like co-ed lesbo porn, is almost entirely about the gaze of the Other

Har.

You know, given that I've lost over 20 pounds, it'd be nice if that were more apparent in pictures.

(My diamond shoes, they pinch!)

So there's this article, about a medical oddity, and I'm reading the comments and get to "Oh ovaries, you so funny. What are you doing inside that man? You don't belong inside a man! Get out of there!" and have a prompt coughing fit. I'm dying here, people.