Tuesday: All the exciting stuff was yesterday.

Wait, I'm confused here.  Did the (let's say) cop kill the ghost's human, wait for it to be buried, then go out at night, dig up the corpse, and then release the ghost?  The ghost was trapped and had to be dug up to get out?  Just...just leave the damn ghost buried, dude.  That's it.  The alternative is that he got a call, "hey, somebody's digging up stuff in the graveyard," and when he got there, the ghost had dug up the coffin itself.  That's kind of overly dramatic for a ghost, isn't it?  Just go to his house.  "Boo.  You killed me.  You totally killed me.  Time to get to the haunting.  Why don't you just tell me the stuff you like best now, so I can break it first."

• Boring grown up stuff.
• Wages, and how none of the bad things people say about raising them has any empirical support.
• Onions in India.
• Inheritance.
• China, their military, and a persistent public misunderstanding about the US and our relationships with other countries in the region.  
• "This includes Vietnam, the Philippines and Japan, who are the three running dogs of the United States in Asia," added Dai, a researcher at Beijing University's China Centre for Strategic Studies. "We only need to kill one, and it will immediately bring the others to heel."
• I mean, shit like that.  
• Who even says "running dogs" anymore?
• Didn't we totally blow up Vietnam for more than a decade?  They're our running dog?
• In any case, this is like parts 1-3 of a big series, so I'll have to forget about this until after New Year's probably.
• Not grown up stuff.
• "And who the hell plagiarizes Yahoo Answers?"  I saw this last night via the twitter, but didn't care to follow up on the details.  I am supremely delighted I waited until today for the facts to come out.
• I see this shit all the time.  Subway was advertising something similar last month.  
• Another Young Justice gif clip.  Batgirl.
• Dear Japan, I enjoyed visiting last month.  However, I have to ask what the holy fuck is going on here.  Well, until I get to number 6, and maybe I just don't want to know.