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If "Bridget Jones' Diary" really were the riff on Jane Austen it claims to be, I think Bridget wouldn't be the heroine but rather the silly little flirt with nothing but men in her head who repeatedly disgraced herself and her family.

(Hint: Austen it's not)

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I know it's causing a lot of damage and inconveniences, but from a satellite's point of view, Hurricane Frances is beautiful right now.

(When I wrote this, the satellite images of Frances showed a perfectly shaped storm where the inner ring seemed to be curling in on itself and kind of throwing off a thinner layer of clouds and stuff that moved outwards in all directions.)