WTF Wednesday will follow this evening, but first I'd like to say Happy Birthday Number Seven to my First Mate, Andy.
No, he is not seven years old. I am saying twenty-six happy birthdays to him, through twenty-six different media. This is the seventh.
To Andy-- go look for the other 25. To everyone else-- update tonight.
gymnosophy [jim-NAH-so-fee]
n. Philosophical, amusing, or nonsensical insights realized when naked, as in the shower or in bed. (recent coinage: att. S. Galasso, 2010)
Victoria and Albert enjoyed a spot of postprandial concupiscence culminating in a night of gymnosophy and coffee and crumpets at dawn.
1) Bacon cheesecake.
2) Bacon gumballs.
3) Bacon ice cream.
4) Bacon-orange bars.
5) Bacon apple pie.
This is all in no way meant to incur copyright-infringement-related wrath. I'm harmless. I promise. Oh, and if you're offended by anything I may post herein, I guarantee I didn't mean to do so (unless, of course, you are a humorless prig. In which case, go right on and be offended, with my blessings.)
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You are so unbelievably nerd-cute.