Oh wait, did I mention I'm a coffee psychic? I can tell if a cuppa joe is going to be tasty or wastey before I even have a sip of the voodoo brew. In the end I still drink it either way so it's basically a completely useless superpower. However, if a bank were being robbed somewhere in Surreal City, well, let's just say, I'd definitely be fully perked up and at the ready to call 9-1-1 on my veggie burger phone.

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Original photo here.
Hey, so I found out yesterday, people actually read this thing!
Speaking of reading things (see what I did there?), new NBC blob is up. That's right, blob. Read it and sleep.
Caution: This month, the spacing is absent and there is a redundant phrase contained therein (i.e., "four quadrants"). You have been accordingly warned.