The rate-my-blog device comes from this site, which will also rate things like MySpace and Facebook profiles, as well as most any other website. (Evidently, the rating has to do with the presence or absence of certain words; the only "controversial" word it lists for this site is "dead.")
And one more reason to keep things G-rated: I found out in an email that my parents have discovered this blog. (Honestly, I'm surprised it's taken this long. And If I were a teenager, this would be the most embarrassing day of my life.) That's actually cool, because now they won't have to wait till they visit me to see my travel pictures, and they can actually see their birthday and anniversary greetings that I've been putting in here all along.
Road rage leaves the road: A man at a fast-food drive-thru window thought the clerk was being impolite when she didn't say "please" and "thank you" after he ordered. So he punched her.
This might explain how some members of Congress got elected: Despite his owner's efforts to remove him from the rolls (after she had registered him in the first place to "make a point"), Duncan the dog is still registered to vote.