Burger King will begin testing for horse meat hiding in its ground beef, claiming that there isn’t a problem at this time. It’s a European thing.

I wish I didn’t have to waste all this time making a newspaper today. Otherwise I would hike the Bright Angel Trail to the bottom of the Grand Canyon. When I was there in person, I visited a few millions years worth, but that’s a fairly short hike. Google can take me all the way down, and then back up again on the South Kaibab route. Here’s Google’s story about how it was done.

This is a crazy tale about some guys who have played a game of tag for 23 years. Here’s an excerpt from the Wll Street Journal:

Earlier this month, Brian Dennehy started a new job as chief marketing officer of Nordstrom Inc. In his first week, he pulled aside a colleague to ask a question: How hard it is for a nonemployee to enter the building?

Mr. Dennehy doesn’t have a particular interest in corporate security. He just doesn’t want to be “It.”

Mr. Dennehy and nine of his friends have spent the past 23 years locked in a game of “Tag.”

It started in high school when they spent their morning break darting around the campus of Gonzaga Preparatory School in Spokane, Wash. Then they moved on—to college, careers, families and new cities. But because of a reunion, a contract and someone’s unusual idea to stay in touch, tag keeps pulling them closer. Much closer.

The game they play is fundamentally the same as the schoolyard version: One player is “It” until he tags someone else. But men in their 40s can’t easily chase each other around the playground, at least not without making people nervous, so this tag has a twist. There are no geographic restrictions and the game is live for the entire month of February. The last guy tagged stays “It” for the year.

http://youtu.be/O4kIn9M9ko8

If you like what fluoride can do for your teeth, don’t rinse after brushing. Take a drink of water before you brush, then let the fluoride remain on the enamel afterward, if you can put up with the taste. That reminds me of some Indian toothpaste someone once gave me. Vajradanti, I think. No fluoride, I’m sure. But an interesting taste.

Why did men stop wearing high heels? That’s the title of a BBC report that took me by surprise. Perhaps I’m merely forgetting that men once wore high heels. There were reasons to wear them and eventually there were reasons not to wear them:

A wave of interest in all things Persian passed through Western Europe. Persian style shoes were enthusiastically adopted by aristocrats, who sought to give their appearance a virile, masculine edge that, it suddenly seemed, only heeled shoes could supply.

Louis XIV wearing his trademark heels in a 1701 portrait by Hyacinthe Rigaud
As the wearing of heels filtered into the lower ranks of society, the aristocracy responded by dramatically increasing the height of their shoes – and the high heel was born.

As I stated in an article in the paper a couple of weeks ago, I started a Pinterest account just to try it out, so I would know what I was writing about. It’s still there, with a near daily photo to observe.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P2RYnSExmNI&sns=em

Sybil caught this entertaining video.