I just put in my entry at Brendan Loy’s Electoral College Contest. I of course based my entry on my own Electoral College Predictions. Specifically, based on my November 2nd update. I won’t be doing the November 3rd update until after his deadline. I won’t reveal my exact methods in picking my answers for the tiebreaker questions though. :-)

My gut though is telling me that Obama will actually do better than the “everybody gets their leans” line that I used to enter the contest. But I felt like I was honor bound to go by what my numbers are telling me, rather than what my gut is telling me. :-)

If anybody else wants to enter Brendan’s contest you have until Noon Eastern (17 UTC). Instructions for entering can be found at the link above.

I think if you win you get a mug saying you won the contest or some such, but I could be wrong. :-)

I just saw this thing on TV…

And so I had to Google it. I found an story on it on Geekologie from last month. Some of the comments are great. Some highlights:

“I’ve got some bad news for you, Snuggie — you’re just a fucking robe.”

“YAY I can be Obi Wan AND comfy at the same time”

“It also comes in handy for those impromptu Pagan rituals that are oh so prevalent this time of year! YAY!”

“Worker – Boss, remember those really cheap ponchos we ordered? They all showed up slit up the back. Boss – Don’t worry, We’ll sell them to really stupid people as a blanket with sleeves.”

“I have a Cuddle Wrap which is pretty much the same thing. I’ve been known to wear it for several days straight when I become a deranged hermit in the winter months.”

“Didnt Alvin and the Chipmunks wear these like back in the 80’s?”

In response to a letter.

The following is an email I sent some friends back in 1998…

From: Samuel Minter
Date: 30 January 1998 23:34:30 GMT+00:00
To: [Removed for their protection]
Subject: Smoking Pens

So today when I got home from work I took all the pens I could find, put them in a frying pan and put the stove on high. Unlike other times, I did not remove the ink from the pens first. Within minutes my apartment was full of highly toxic white smoke as the pens melted and the ink burst out and started burning along with the plastic.

At this point I turned off the stove and filled the frying pan with water to make it stop smoking as I tried not to breathe.

Right now I have all the windows and dorrs wide open to try to suck out the smoke. But I still feel better breathing if I stay near the floor.

I put the frying pan, now filled with a black ink and water mix, with gobs of melted plastic on the bottom, onto the balcony. I’ll leave it there until the water evaporates away and I can see what is really there.

I wish I had a big fan. It still smells really bad in here. And I’m sure these tocix fumes aren’t good for you. Oh well!

Next time I’ll do it in the oven and with no ink, the way I know works!

I have no shame about such episodes in my past, only amusement.

This group was visiting Amy’s chorus as part of their tour. We saw them last night. They were very good. If they are ever in your area, or you are in theirs, they are worth going to see. They will be at Blanchet High School in the Shoreline part of Seattle tomorrow at 7 PM for anybody in this part of the world. And then I think they go home.

My old Roomba died many years ago. Maybe I want a new one now.

(via Boing Boing Gadgets)