Wow, another barren rock in the vaccum of space.

OK I am fascinated by black holes and quasars but who cares about another big rock in space.

So, are they naming the moon "Gabrelle"?

"In space nobody can hear you snore."

Yes, they are calling the moon Gabrielle.

What is it about us that has to classify a thing, anyway?

That's an excellent and very interesting philosophical question. We do seem to be driven to classify things and then make stories/explainations about them.

Too bad it doesn't have another, dorkier moon. We could call it Joxer.

What I wonder, is why people have to question why we classify things. Is it due to some inherant dislike of classifications? A dislike born from fear? A deap seated fear of classification and organization? What would you call such a disorder and a person had the affliction? Classiphobia / Classiphobe?

Hmm. Deep things to ponder.

What is it about us that has to classify a thing, anyway?

If we didn't, zoos would have all the animals in one big cage and the lions would eat the llamas right in front of the kids.

I loved that show!

Caspera - funny shit.

There's a tribe down in the amazon or somewhere who's language doesn't have any way to express a count larger than about 6 or 8.

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, MANY

"many" could be 9 or 9 bazillion. Their language and numerical system simply doesn't handle numbers well.

They may have 100 different ways to categorize mud though.

Xena and Gabrielle?

That's no satellite; that's an attractive young bi-curious female sidekick locked in an orbit that is scandalously close to the larger heavenly body.

I guess the geeks who named this pair were chancing some king of awakening in their pants when they did so.

king = kind in the above quote.

Although, it is good to be the king.

Someone's just jealous they didn't name it "LauraW."

Dude, that flashing Musclehead Revolution ad about Meirs is seizure-inducingly annoying.

Not just seizure inducing, but dizzying vomit inducing to the max! Whew I had to scroll past it in just 3 seconds and then there it was again on the comment page. Holy crap!!!

Lose the Musclehead Revolution flashing GIF. Or I'll add blogads.com 127.0.0.1 to hosts file. Who the FUCK thought that was a good idea?

"It's going to reignite the planet debate," says Marcos van Dam, breathing heavily into his retainer with barely concealed arousal".

Ok, I screwed with that last quote. Can you blame me?

which part?

that was me. apparently I was barely able to contain my excitement as well.

Seriously, strobing ads is one f'd-up idea.
Brought to you by the same marketing geniuses who gave us ads featuring ringing doorbells and phones, car horns, two annoying voices yelling at each other, and that douchebag who does the incredibly fast "disclaimer" at the end of so many ads.
Reminds me of "the Andromeda Strain" when the flashing light caused the epileptic character to phase out. Only in this case, I seem to have lost bladder control.

"It's going to reignite the planet debate,"

Isn't it cute how they use the term "reignite" as if this debate was a California-style wildfire which had finally quieted down, or a WWE smackdown?

Which side of this is the lovely Elizabeth on?

Holy fuck, that ad is INSANE. I'm serious, I'm about to go all "Homer Simpson vs. Flying Japanese Seizure Robots" here.

Make it stop!!!

Really - I'm with Dave (who's next on my morning blog rounds - BTW)

It's so distracting I don't even know what I just read.

using a rather sophisticated graphic processing routine, I was able to identify this subliminal message hidden in that ad:

"Hit Ace's tip jar. Hit it hard. Hit it like a Viking.

oh. and Go Yankees Bosox Suk"

She's just not that big-breasted, dude. But the ad's fine, if it means crazy blog money. Good for you.

"What would you call such a disorder and a person had the affliction? Classiphobia / Classiphobe?"

Taxophobia, maybe? ("taxonomy?)

No? Well, she is amazonian.

What is it about us that has to classify a thing, anyway?

Because an Astronomy class lecture beginning with "ya know that thing that we were studying..." can be confusing to everyone involved.

You know what's fun? Reading all the way through a post before finding out who posted it. Read that paragraph right after the last block quote, it's heeelarious if you assume it was Ace saying it. And even funnier when you find out it's not.

Yeah, that was a dumb question. But hey.
Even with stuff that doesn't matter a whit.

'What kind of bird is that in the backyard?' I feel compelled to go look it up.
It has to have a common name and some taxonomic background filled in, or I'm uncomfortable.

LauraW, you're dead-on with your imitation of Ace's style.

chancing a spring awakening of ace parodizing?

Eh, its easy.

Just sit down and think to yourself, "What would Ace do?" or even "a sphincter says what?"

Then it just flows.

In my defense...

You DID say you had a good time.

You DID give me your phone #. Not my fault you effed up and gave me your actual digits.

And the phone calls lasted only ONE week...

every 47 minutes, night and day for that one week, but it was only ONE week.

Just sit down and think to yourself, "What would Ace do?" or even "a sphincter says what?"

"Aceholes." I think it's gonna stick.

Have they discovered the planet VULCAN or is it TATOOING?