Yes, I’ll join the herd of bloggers linking to a report that “the more men ejaculate between the ages of 20 and 50, the less likely they are to develop prostate cancer.” Five times a week seems to be the magic number, as in “those who had ejaculated more than five times per week in their twenties, for instance, were one-third less likely to develop aggressive prostate cancer later in life (BJU International, vol 92, p 211).” And to save all of you the trouble of reading the article at all, one more quote: “The team speculates that infections caused by intercourse may increase the risk of prostate cancer. ‘Had we been able to remove ejaculations associated with sexual intercourse, there should have been an even stronger protective effect of other ejaculations,’ they suggest. ‘Men have many ways of using their prostate which do not involve women or other men,’ Giles adds.” Just goes to show that being master of one’s domain isn’t healthy.

Some guy has cobbled together a posthumous interview with Philip K Dick. All of PKD’s “responses” are genuine quotations, and the one that made me rush over here and post the link is “The symbols of the divine show up in our world initially at the trash stratum.” It seems a very Dick thing to say, and reminds me a little of staring at the static between tv channels (or better still, between satellites) until it starts to make sense, or EVP (which the interview pretends (not very hard) to be collected from).

I got to wondering the other day if there is any 70s Bob Newhart Show slash fiction. A couple naïve Google searches have yielded nothing promising. So, if anybody out there runs across any, I’d be a little bit interested to know about it. And if there isn’t any, why not? Star Trek is an older show, and Kirk/Spock may be the canonical slash. Are we to believe that the idea of Bob/Howard or Bob/Jerry or Bob/Howard/Emily just doesn’t fire anybody’s imagination?

Everybody’s favorite hot chick, Alyson Hannigan, talks about life, acting, and her courtship with Alexis Denisof. One particularly crushing remark: “It was also a challenge as an actress, because I am not attracted, sexually, to women in the slightest.” Surely she just hasn’t met the right woman.

Jon Stewart appeared on Bill Moyers’s show on Friday. PBS has a transcript available.

I’ve often heard of the top ten stolen cars, but here’s the whole list. I don’t think that it’s actually the best way to justify your purchase of a Boxster: your spouse may encourage you to buy a Eurovan instead.

A loyal reader forwarded this gallery of the Hanford “Alphabet Houses.” (We’re all sorry about the pop-ups) The site doesn’t (as far as I could tell) get into the history of the houses (the gov’t decides to import a shitload of folks, so builds a shitload of houses in a hurry for them), but having recently toured residential Richland, I must note the irony that a bunch of houses that were designed for rapid (rather than durable or especially interesting) construction have held up astonishingly well for 60 years or so, and the neighborhoods look less uniform than anything I’ve seen built in the last 30 years. Where’s the best place in your house to be during an air raid?

Some guy thinks blackmailing porn sites is a good idea. As some of the operators in the article imply (rather strongly), that industry has friends who don’t much care for being messed with. It’s a shame we probably won’t hear how it plays out.

Yahoo has a listing of their news photos by most emailed, most viewed, and a best rated system. Memepool is highlighting a guy who’s trying to make a comic strip out of every day’s top 3, but he seems to be having a tough time of it. I think that the top emailed pictures are another way to look at what people are interested in, like blogdex. Warning: you may or may not want to peek into people’s souls.

An excellent review of a comic book– that is, the review is really neat, the comic was apparently stupid.