There's a Diana Ross tune from the dawn of disco days called Love Hangover where in the chorus she repeats that she has "the sweetest hangover" and now I think I have discovered a variation on that theme. I had a late night snack of a couple of Pop Tarts (yes, I know, my dog eats better than I do), and woke up with a splitting headache that feels like alcohol-style dehydration that really seems to be a direct result of the sugar. I'm trying the hair of the dog trick by trying to wash it away with some Bawls (the innuendo of curing one's sweet hangover with Bawls almost being too much to stand), but I'm not sure that was the right call, so I've also resorted to pain relievers. I guess it could be worse, however, as some people's encounters with Pop Tarts cannot be so easily solved with a pair of Advil.

R.I.P.: Fred Hoyle Dies at 86; Opposed 'Big Bang' but Named It NY Times free registration required. Thanks Jonathan C. Forster.

Link of the Day: THQ Announces Red Faction on Fragtopia, one of the funnier satire press releases I can recall seeing in a while.
Bonus Link: Kate Moss on Partitions on HardwareGod. Thanks FondueBitch.
Story of the Day: Girl Catches Piranha in Ohio River (Fox). Thanks theAntiELVIS.
Bonus Story: Baseball Teams Almost Get Into Brawl Over Earrings (again Fox). Again thanks theAntiELVIS. It would have been one of those sissy baseball fights, too.
Media of the Day: Today's Foxtrot. I can so relate.