“Don’t worry, Kaep. It’ll be fine.”

We should call that pheasant Cecil II.

My favorite Alex Gordon. Just because I want to remember a guy named Gordon who played for the Royals:

Pictured: The new 49ers offices in Santa Clara.

Dear Lucas Duda,

I just wish they’d pick one. DST or Standard Time: I don’t care. Just stop with these moronic time changes. Give everyone a tax break for LED bulbs, and let’s just end this bit of quaint stupidity.

If this were a “real” fight, once Bjornsson got ahold of McGregor, Bjornsson would have brawled.

For the Japanese Buddhists, the bones stay fairly large — some even whole — and then are placed in an urn, and the urn is, essentially, buried.

My wife’s mother’s family is Japanese, so it’s Shinto for marriage and birth ceremonies, and Buddhism for death.

But do they include anything to smoke?

I can see “saved by the bell” coming from boxing, but “dead ringer”? That has to be safety-coffin related.

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!! HURRY! KILL IT! KILL IT! WHY ARE YOU JUST STANDING THERE?

Could being accidentally buried alive be any worse than being accidentally cremated alive?

I killed a black widow in my garage this summer. I don’t particularly like spiders, either.

Everyone needs a safety coffin. Although, modern embalming means being buried alive is virtually impossible in the industrialized world.

This article on the fears of the Deadspin staff was great. I’m not a fan of snakes, after accidentally picking up several. I lived in the Chihuahuan desert for a year, and the cucarachas were unbearable in the old house we lived in, and now any time I see one, the fear is of an invasion. And, since I knew a few people…

What does Golem have to do with Peanuts?

Comment for the Left: The ghost of Richard Mellon Scaife has surprisingly good hands.

“We salute you, our Half-Inflated Dark Lord.”

The Skatalites with “Skalloween:”