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As with a low sucking sound it slowly disappeared again, Starbuck still gazing at the agitated waters where it had sunk, with a wild voice exclaimed—“Almost rather I had seen Moby Dick and fought him, than to have seen thee, thou white ghost!”
      “What was it, Sir?” said Flask.
      “The great live squid, which, they say, few whale-ships ever beheld and returned to their ports to tell of it.”

Moby-Dick, 1851


3-17-09  No one reads this column
Guys, FURL sucks. It has sucked for years, and I'm sorry I've been using it. I have switched over to delicious; I would have done this much sooner, but they made it really difficult the last time I tried.

4-21-08  Archives
Uhmm, apparently archives haven't really been working since late 2006. THANX for the heads up guys! They are temporarily fixed, and will stay temporarily fixed until I migrate to new software/layout. I have said some hilarious things in the last 7 years, that future generations will feel lucky I preserved. Go check them out.

1-18-08  new iPhone icon
Woah, it's been 3 years since the last news update! Fuzzysquid now has a webclips icon for your iPhone! It'll automagically show up when you add FS to your home screen. Atom and RSS feeds have been available for a few years now, but I never made special mention of it.

1-14-05  LJ images
Since it seems to be popular, and it's been linked in a lot of different places besides here, I've decided to post the LJ Images page. At least in the news, at least for now. It's also getting some Google ads because you LiveJournal people are sucking up all my bandwidth (35% for that one page!)

4-02-04  FURL
Check out what I've been browsing: FURL.net bookmark archive. Not much commentary, relevance, or sequitur—but it's what's keeping this blog from turning into a meme dumpster.



  1. TONMO - The Octopus News Magazine Online. Invaluable.
  2. Angrywhale - Meet Leonard. He's an angry sort of whale.
  3. The Squid Blog - From the Laughing Squid people.


  4. Moxyberry - Where the cousin is at. Her bookmarks here.
  5. Cranky User - Brian's bookmarks. Updated, unlike his site.
  6. Rosenstock - Her other ride is your mom.
  7. Lauren - Wet Hot Singaporean Blogging.
  8. Universal Donor - Like the prime number shitting bear, but with terrible back pain.
  9. Olivia - Who receives special dispensation from our usual policies.
BLAG  read the archive

Tuesday, August 22, 2006
dannyboy 10:34 PM (2)



Now I wish I had tried it when I had a chance in Greece...maybe one day. Until then I'll experience a flavor burst with Kraft Mac n Cheese!


I am a vegetarian not because I love animals - it's because I hate plants.

(No, I'm not a vegetarian but if I were, that would be my rationale.)


I began writing, several times, about the fois gras ban that went into effect yesterday in Chicago (a similar ban in California, with provisions, is set to begin in 2012). I scrapped them all because I was trying to be clever (I did research! I had citations! Footnotes!!) or funny, and as often is the case, my attempts at both fell short—despite a brilliant if-I-do-say-so-myself allusion of my culinary outrage to the Pro Choice movement. Perhaps this website will one day have DVD extras where you can see all the deleted scenes that fell to the editing room floor. Order now!

Anycrap, I LIKE fois gras. If you've never had it, imagine a delicate piece of creamy deliciousness that sublimates directly to idea as soon as it hits your tongue. You don't even have to swallow, you just absorb. If you could eat the best dreams you've ever had (and they were all made of duck liver) that's what it would be like.

The animal rights terrorists say that most people who learn how it's produced never eat it again. Uhm, no. I am okay with the gavage, just as I am ok with the fact that we raise pigs, who are as smart as dogs, only to kill them for my pleasure. And it is for my pleasure. I don't NEED to eat pork; I LIKE to eat pork. So it is with fois gras. I have no delusions about being an omnivore. Animals die that I might live (well).

But whereas factory-farmed pork (and beef, and poultry, and basically everything else you & I eat that was once a cute baby made of meat) is truly hell on earth, my precious fois gras ducks are happily free range until the last two weeks of their lives. And in the more flippant versions of this post, this is where I would say I should be so lucky to spend the last two weeks of my life doing nothing but eating and waiting to eat.

Nature is cruel, and to excuse ourselves from the continuum, as if we are set apart by God, is rather self-important. Lions tear their quarry limb from limb. Snakes, on a plane or not, swallow their prey whole. Is being digested alive cruel? Maybe. These creatures kill to eat, yet we are not even unique in the animal world, in our capacity to effect the suffering of others solely for amusement.

I guess what I'm saying is, if I am to go to fuzzy animal hell, it will not be because I eat a few ounces of fois gras a year. And you're ALL coming with me. Vegans go to their own special veggie hell, for eating our rainforests and being insufferable, self-righteous whiners.

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