For those that don’t know, I work at a used book store. The store sells lots of things, including magazines. The place where the magazines are housed is coincidentally (or not?) close to the bathrooms. Today I ventured into the bathroom to conduct some official business, and I came upon something that was juvenilely amusing to me. I took a picture of it with my phone.

Wood Magazine is, of course, a magazine that contains vast amounts of knowledge pertaining to the substance of wood and the manipulation of it. Carving, widdling, sawing, painting and so forth. Most likely the person who took the magazine to the bathroom with him (I can only assume it was a him since it was in the men’s restroom) knew this, and was simply getting some wood gluing tips whilst unloading some excrement that had been bothering the kind fellow. However, the little kid inside of me couldn’t help but wonder if the unsuspecting patron had a much different idea of what “Wood Magazine” would entail when he brought it into the bathroom to take a gander at its contents.

On a completely different note Steve Salerno had a great article published in this weeks eSkeptic about the deep flaws of broadcast journalism. It’s a good read for those interested.