Strange link of the day

Campus squirrel listings. (I would like to think that kolys is behind this, what with his kind of scary freakish obsession with squirrels, but I have no way of proving that.)
(link from takaal, who apparently shares it. Have you two met?)

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American Scientists commemorative stamps. Includes Richard Feynman (eeee!)

So tired. I mean it.

Jesus is my barista (a nanotale)

The son of God, in his present incarnation, runs a coffee cart in Southeast Portland just off the Hawthorne Bridge.

I see him every morning - birkenstocks and tie-dyed shirt, half a set of iPod headphones tangled in his beard as he grooves along to classic rock. Sometimes as he makes my morning chai he's singing along - hello, I love you won't you tell me your name - drumming along with John Densmore's beats on the tiny counter. Jesus has an incredible sense of rhythm. Naturally.

The milk frother shuts off and he turns on one heel and presents me with a perfect cup and the same smile he must have given Mary Magdalene all those years ago. "See you tomorrow?"

"Sure." I say. "Have a good day."

"Thanks. I will." He turns to his next customer, the pudgy Chinese guy in the saffron robes. "Dude! Long time no see."

Author's note: the neocons will now proceed to eat me. Ah well.