"Your detective skills are impeccable, Samson. You have succeeded in exposing my sinister plan to lock myself in a dungeon, chained to an albino."

It took 8 weeks, but I finally managed to go a perfect 3-0 for the week's Fantasy Football matchups, thanks to me playing Drew Brees in the Cincy league and Jay choosing not to play Brees in the Dayton league (my rosters are so convoluted that I'm always rooting for at least a few players that I'm also playing against - it's an eternal struggle).

I'm in a sorta good mood because of the Fantasy sweep, and because I managed to get all of the GSW papers edited by the start of class this morning (only 35 group analysis papers left!).

Plus, the Something Awful Comedy Goldmine for today was pure genius - the goons set up a flash-based contest to see who was the best at flirting. Here are some of the responses to random questions:

Q: What would you make me for breakfast?
A: Pregnant.

Q: How did you get over your last broken heart?
A: I ate her, stealing her power for my own.

Q: What will you be wearing on our first date?
A: The f***ing Darkman costume. You know, from Darkman.

Q: Why do birds suddenly appear every time you are near?
A: Because I'm a 12th level Druid and can cast summon nature's
ally at will.

Nerds - is there anything they can't do?