Oh I Wish I Were a Broccoli...

So once I wrote this childrens book (sort of) called Frederick's Great Adventure, right?  And I liked it and it went pretty well so I started on a sequel called Six Weeks Into the Soda Fountain (a title I still love, incidentally...  

Aside:   Top 5 titles of all time (no particular order): 1) Something Wicked This Way Comes 2) The Moon Is a Harsh Mistress [although Sara called it "The Moon Has a Hard Mattress" and I still love that one...]  3) -- Well, that's where I run out.  Fill 'em in for me.

...  but I digress) and the two heroes of Frederick (being Frederick himself and the Beautiful Delores, I believe [wow, apparently that name is spelled "Dolores"...  whoops.] [Editor's note:  Her name's actually Doris, Doug's just an idiot] (who happen to be pears, incidentally) have a child (who happens to be a broccoli spear) and call him, "Albert, Our Broccoli." *sigh* I slay me.

So anyway, go check out http://208.177.130.81/dictator/ and play.  Pick yourself a sitcom character (or dictator, if you so choose) and see if the computer can guess who you are.  I chose Colonel Flagg from M*A*S*H and it got me.  I was the 15th player to choose Col. Flagg...   Thing is, the last question that got me was, "Can I build crap out of nothing" and I said No, it got me.  So just curious I went back and answered yes to that and, indeed, it guessed MacGyver.  Now I have to ask you, do you consider MacGyver to be Military?  I mean, shit, no military organization I know would put up with Dana Elcar's physical condition (which never seemed to stop him from chasing down some 22 year old track guy and beating the hell out of him).

Doug's thoughts on nothing in particular