What's Wednesday without a Lileks Newhouse column? Not very nice, that's what. Having said that, trot on over now as Mr. Lileks peeks under Hans' pillow at his diary and divulges his most secret thoughts:

[...] MONDAY. We went to the Iraqi Baby Milk Distribution Centre, which Iraqi officials insist is a depot for storing infant formula. The Bush administration believes it houses deadly toxins, but that's hardly news; they think everything is suspicious. By the end of this week I expect they'll ask us to sift the desert, looking for dissidents' fillings. Sigh. Anyway, we gave the Iraqis notice that the surprise inspection was scheduled for 5 p.m. Wednesday. By "give notice" I mean, of course, that we spoke into the lamp in the hotel. We have found this is a much more direct way of communicating with the authorities.

Just to show that we were serious about our mission, we showed up half an hour early. The guards all clapped their hands to their cheeks, much like Macaulay Culkin in those "Home Alone" movies, which pleased us greatly; obviously we had the advantage of surprise. [...]

I'm looking forward to receiving this Christmas' hottest gift from those wacky geniuses at Parker Brothers--it's called "Blixionary." The starting Blixurist selects a word card from the front of the deck and has five seconds to examine the word to be played. The timer is then turned and the Blixurist begins sketching clues for the team. The Blixurist may use any sorts of verbal or physical communication he can think of to teammates during the round. Sketching and guessing continue until the word is identified. After the clue is accurately guessed, it is completely ignored and everyone goes home.
posted by Terry at 3:29:00 PM