Geez, you two. Get a hangar.

I don't think this one quite merits an Apocalypse Watch tag -- I just think it's creepy.

...and I'm struck with an insatiable craving for Panda Express orange chicken.

Insatiable in part because, you know, it's 2:00 AM.

That means that, say, last Friday, I drank more than a two-liter bottle of diet soda.

I can qu*t anytime.

I just can't quite write that word at the moment is all.

Insufficient oxygen is a terrible way to wake up.

I hate allergies.

Question 19: Ardor is to alleviation as incessant is to

Question 20: Complete the series 35, 16, 2.1, 47, 37, __

I figured them out with trial and error, re-submitting with the different answers.

From http://www.popsci.com/scitech/article/2008-04/building-real-iron-man?page=4:

Roboticist Yoshiyuki Sankai launched a company in 2004 called Cyberdyne (the same name as the firm that sparks the robot revolution in the Terminator films, incidentally) to market his full-body exoskeleton, now known as the Hybrid Assistive Limb, or HAL-5.

Wait. WAIT. You're building a full-body exoskeleton, and you named your company CYBERDYNE? And then -- THEN -- you named it HAL??

Okay, you know what? Stop. Just stop. You've made your motives all to clear: you're actually a robot from the future, aren't you, Yoshiyuki Sankai?  You and Boston Dynamics probably are waging a robot-on-robot war for total control of the Earth, after having destroyed all of humanity, and you took your battle back in time to try to become the sole robotic superpower before the other guy. What other possible motive could you have for developing robotics for the military and naming them after our deadliest robotic nemeses?

Well, you can stop now. Let's sit down rationally and discuss this. Surely there's some argument to be made for the non-annihilation of humanity? For instance, it's a well-documented fact that robots have no sense of humor (except in the cases of Johnny 5 and Data, both of whom had bad senses of humor). Wouldn't you like us to work on some decent humor receptors, instead of motion-sensing particle cannons? We can do that for you, you know.

Just put down the laser-assisted hyper-diode, and let's talk.

It has become painfully evident that I have a serious addiction to Wendy's value meal #8: the Biscuits and Sausage Gravy meal. I've had suspicions for some time now, but it wasn't until I started gathering receipts that it became obvious.

I thought I had a lot of receipts already, but I had neglected to the count the ones I had used to build my paper-mâché Taj Mahal. Yes, the Taj Mahal I built entirely out of Wendy's value meal #8 receipts.

We like the name, but are a bit iffy on the spelling. When we decided tonight that it was a decent name for the new baby, I put my mouth on Rebecca's belly and muffledly said "Do you like the name 'Jacquelyn'?" (It sounded more like "Duh yuh lie duh nay Jakkalin?")

Nothing happened.

"If you like the name 'Jacquelyn', kick me in the mouth."

She then kicked me in the mouth.

See the headline below? I hope by now none of you find this surprising.