Although he smiled, the tears in his eyes kept blogwatching…

Alias Clio: John Betjeman on evil and childhood.

Holy Whapping: More HWTV!!! House, O.P. and much much more. This is really awesomely awesome. “Meanwhile, Christina Rossetti concocts an elaborate scheme to falsify her street-address so she can order Supreme Flounder from the local Chinese take-away.” Plus making fun of Veronica Mars; Baron Corvo refs; “The Knights of Poverty”; and lots more. Via Amy Welborn.

A restaurant without a cash register:

…Pay what you think is fair, the Birkys tell their customers. Pay what you can afford. Those who have a bit more are encouraged to drop a little extra in the donations box upfront. Those who can’t pay at all are asked to work in the kitchen, dicing onions, scrubbing pots, giving back any way they can.

The Birkys could probably feed more hungry people, with far less effort, by donating the cash they spend on groceries to a homeless shelter.

That’s not the point.

“It’s not just the food,” Libby says. “Often, homeless people, people in need, don’t receive the same attention and care. Here, someone recognizes them, looks them in the eye, talks to them like they’re just as valuable as the next person in line. That’s why we do this.”

more (via Thunderstruck)

“Lawyer’s Price for Missing Pants: $65 Million.” This is really terrifying, you know–that someone could plunge you into this kind of nightmare. Via SERD and Ratty.