…and save yourself the money for the movie ticket. It’s Lego Brokeback Mountain.

Here’s a pretty funny (and relatively unhomophobic) thread at Free Republic on the movie. I particularly enjoyed the picture of Roy Rogers, and the comment:

Gives a whole new meaning to Buck Rogers then, doesn’t it?

See, I knew I could relate this subject to space.

I also normally think that blonde jokes are pretty silly, but I have to admit that this is pretty funny.

Save yourself the trip over to DU or Kos. Argue with your own automated holiday moonbat.

Save yourself the trip over to DU or Kos. Argue with your own automated holiday moonbat.

Save yourself the trip over to DU or Kos. Argue with your own automated holiday moonbat.

I won the Space Show’s first ever message to space competition. There are six this year. The rules of the contest allow a one-page message that takes no more than five minutes to read. My winning message in full:

We taste terrible.

Hear me say it for the aliens here.

At first, it would seem to explain much about Congress, but thinking about it a little more, where would they find brains? Delicious…brains?

At first, it would seem to explain much about Congress, but thinking about it a little more, where would they find brains? Delicious…brains?

At first, it would seem to explain much about Congress, but thinking about it a little more, where would they find brains? Delicious…brains?