Now Is Really Not The Time.

God bless the United Kingdom. I mean seriously! Mince pies, jurisprudence, John Locke and Steven Hawking just weren't enough. Yesterday was a slow day and I was flipping through some papers trying not to get taco time on any of the precious documents when I clicked on a link to a blog that had oh my. It seems I unwittingly stumbled upon another British sports figure to obsess over. His name is Ben Cohen, and he plays rugby. Which I think is a lot like our American football just with more skin, less padding and nowhere near as boring. Although everyone I've asked has told me in unqualified terms that he's not as cute as Derek, I've just taken to responding, "Well duh, but still. Still!" Mr. Cohen seems like a really nice guy that appreciates his gay fans. He will be featured in an upcoming issue of Gay Times, and will also be holding a Gay Night Celebration in London this March. Upon reading that it took me 2 minutes and one phone call to clear my schedule in March. There's also a calendar.

This is just too precious. A team of South Korean scientists have cloned kittens that glow in the dark. Why would anyone need a glow-in-the-dark kitten one may ask, however, I can think of many reasons a glow-in-the-dark cat would come in handy. Easier to see if they are crossing the street, functions as a night light and your best quadruped friend, can totally freak out dogs, and apparently they may be able to help cure disease, although that implies animal experimentation which we in no way shape or form support.

And I've been waiting for a long time for someone official to come up with this one. An Australian obstetrician has recently written a paper proposing a tax on breeders. Specifically, it proposes a tax on any children a couple have in excess of two. Although a "theoretical exercise" it intends to offer some insight into the impact population growth has on the environment generally, and climate change specifically. Although hardly a new idea (The environmental impact of breeders has been widely known for some time) the idea has undoubtedly ruffled some feathers. I certainly don't know why. I think I've said it before, but just to put it another way here goes. The future looks a whole lot like a world full of homosexual clones, glow-in-the-dark kittens, and naked rugby matches. End quote.
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Some report is supposedly being posted on the internet the drags up some old dirt regarding drug use in Major League Baseball. The obtusely named Mitchell Report will be published and promises to expose a "serious drug culture within baseball, from top to bottom." Oh please yawn. I mean I like how the teaser makes reference to both top and bottom I mean that's kinda cute, but this Mitchell Report is going to have to include some seriously scandalous drama for me to even take notice. I don't necessarily need pictures of RoRo doing lines of coke off Derek's ass, but something, anything other than a couple of injections of growth hormone back in 2003. Honestly don't care. I don't think I ever did.