Fresh from the gayest blog on the web (by which I mean happy) comes news of the Dick Bong heritage center, a museum dedicated to the heroic wartime exploits of one Richard I. Bong. As I type this I am sliding onto the floor, tears streaming down my face, thinking that if this is how I have to die, well, it comes a close second to cyborg decapitation.

I really think they should do a piece on his troubled son, Glowing Skull Shaped, and his effervescent daughter, Bing, who is now a doorbell salesperson.