Some quick hits from the last few days. --We had "Office Fear Factor" yesterday. There was a 2-pound box of Sour Patch Kids that my friend Charissa gave me for a belated xmas present here in the office. They had been pretty much decimated over the last week, so there was just the few stragglers left in the bottom of all that sour sugar. I bet Teddy $2 that he couldn't eat all that sugar, and he accepted. Gotta give him credit, he upended the bag and fit all that sugar (and it was probably a good tablespoon's worth or so) into his mouth, and then proceeded to turn 6 different shades of red. I think he sucked his cheeks in so far they crossed past each other in his mouth. After his eyes were done watering and he was able to breathe again, I started looking around for other things in my cube that I could pay him to eat that would hurt. About the only interesting thing I had left was a packet of milk chocolate mix.

--The SLF and I went to dinner last night, at La Cucina Flegrea. Fantastic food. Apparently both of the owners (a married couple) are completely insane, but it was still really tasty food, and not amazingly unreasonable for good Italian cuisine.

--I finally broke down and opened a Netflix account over the weekend. Brian informed me that there's no account open/close fee, so I figure while the weather is still crappy I'll keep the account, and if I find I'm not using it enough times a month to justify the cost, I'll cancel and then re-open my account next winter. My first discs should be arriving today or tomorrow... all from X-Files season 4. I'm also really excited about all the non-mainstream movies that I've wanted to see that I can just watch once and then send back.

--The Pittsburgh Auto Show is happening this week, and I'll be going tonight. I've got my camera with me, so expect some good pictures tomorrow. I got a little preview on the walk to the bus last night; some crazy guy driving around the slushy downtown streets in a screaming yellow zonker Ferrari F40. Sweet.

--From The Onion, "Girlfriend Stops Reading David Foster Wallace Breakup Letter At Page 20" has to be one of the funniest fucking things I've ever seen in my life. The PDF is just priceless, with the ASCII art drawing of the chemical composition of Ecstasy.