"BlogShares is a fantasy stock market where weblogs are the companies. Players invest fictional dollars on shares in blogs. Blogs are valued by their incoming links and add value to other blogs by linking to them. Prices can go up or down based on trading and the underlying value of the blog."
Players get a fictional $500 to invest in the blogs. I didn't spend much time there, but did notice that ATM and some other familiar blogs were listed. I've avoided going back to learn more about it. No way I can afford another time killer.
Medical Joke Week hasn't exactly cheered me up, but it's not from lack of jokes. Here's some more jokes from my comment section and e-mail. Thanks y'all. (Yes, I'm taking the easy way out again by posting jokes. I tried writing a post, but no matter what the topic, everything I wrote ended with "fuck you and the horse you rode in on." Blogging should not be done while dazed and confused.)
From MD/PHD Student:
A neurosurgeon, fresh out of residency, was driving down the road in his 1995 Honda Accord when he sees a genie bottle on the side of the road. Having paid attention in 4th grade he decides to give the bottle a rub and sure enough a genie magically appears. The genie grants him three wishes but declares that whatever he ask for every lawyer in the world gets double. After thinking for a moment and considering how much he had just paid for malpractice insurance he decides that he can live with that for three wishes.
For his first wish he ask for a Black Ferrari and poof he gets a black Ferrari. But, now every lawyer in the world gets 2 black Ferraris. For his second wish he ask for 100 million dollars and poof he gets 100 million dollars. But, now every lawyer in the world gets 200 million dollars. After thinking long and hard about his third and final wish… The generous young neurosurgeon says, “I’ve always wanted to donate a kidney.” And poof, out comes one of his kidneys…
“That should take care of all the lawyers” he says to the genie while climbing into his new Ferrari with $100 million sitting in the passenger seat.
a man goes into the doctor as he has been feeling ill. the doctor runs some tests and tells him to come back in a week. a week passes and the man, still feeling ill, comes back to meet his physician. "well sir, i've got some good news and some bad news for you, which would you like to hear first?" the doctor asks.
"uh, the bad news i guess," says the patient."
"okay," the doc says, "you've got a particularly aggressive form of pancreatic cancer and you will be dead within a month no matter what we do... i'm sorry," says the doc.
"wow," (sob, whimper), says the patient, "i guess i could really use some good news now... what is the good news?"
the doctor replies, "well sir... did you notice my secretary out front? the one with the very large melons and the legs that go on forever?"
"uh... yes... i did notice her... what's the good news?" asks the patient.
"i'm fucking her," says the doc.
From Lynn Price:
A doctor, an architect, and an attorney were dining at the country club one day, and the conversation turned to the subject of their dogs. A wager was placed on who had the most intelligent dog.
The physician offered to show his dog first, and called to the parking lot, "Hippocrates, come!" Hippocrates ran in, and was told to do his stuff. Hippocrates ran to the golf course and dug for a while, producing a number of bones. He dragged the bones into the country club, and assembled them into a complete, fully articulated human skeleton. The physician patted Hippocrates on the head, and gave him a cookie for his efforts.
The architect was only marginally impressed, and called, "Sliderule, come!" Sliderule ran in, and was told to do his stuff. The dog immediately chewed the skeleton to rubble, but reassembled the fragments into a scale model of the Taj Mahal. The architect patted his dog and gave him a cookie.
The attorney watched the other two dogs, and called, "Bullshit, come!" Bullshit entered and was told to do his stuff. Bullshit immediately sodomized the other two dogs, stole their cookies, auctioned the Taj Mahal replica to the other club members for his fee, and went outside to play golf.