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Takin’ care of business: A triple dose of…well, you don’t want to know

I’ve been very remiss in featuring what has become, from a very early point in this blog’s history, its de facto mascot. Maybe it’s because he’s just been so busy being BEOC (Big Enema on Campus), or maybe it’s a bit of laziness on my part. Or maybe having a giant walking Fleet’s enema bottle representing this blog hits a little too close to home when it comes to the usual content here. Whatever the reason, it’s time to catch up with what the Big E has been doing since August, which, unbelievably, was the last time he made a new appearance here. (Recycling old Thanksgiving pictures doesn’t count.) So, without further ado…here he is:

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Yes, the Big E likes a good snooze as much as the next guy. After all, he’s a hard working sort of guy. Personally, the times I’ve fallen asleep in my office working, I’m usually not so neat. I’ll either wind up with my head on my desk or leaning back in my chair with the “Q” sign. (Look it up if you don’t know the significance of that.)

That’s not to say that he doesn’t like fun. In fact, he’s big into football (although what this says about him or foot ball I don’t want to go into):

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What is it with EneMan and the ladies? Of course, EneMan, claims to the contrary, notwithstanding, real manly man (well, a real enema-ly enema bottle, anyway) and can’t resist a good tailgate party:

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It’s difficult not to speculate that EneMan’s special–shall we say?–services might be required after the game, depending upon what sorts of foods were consumed.

Of course, the year is almost over; what I really can’t wait for is to see what new adventures the Big E will find himself in during 2008.

By Orac

Orac is the nom de blog of a humble surgeon/scientist who has an ego just big enough to delude himself that someone, somewhere might actually give a rodent's posterior about his copious verbal meanderings, but just barely small enough to admit to himself that few probably will. That surgeon is otherwise known as David Gorski.

That this particular surgeon has chosen his nom de blog based on a rather cranky and arrogant computer shaped like a clear box of blinking lights that he originally encountered when he became a fan of a 35 year old British SF television show whose special effects were renowned for their BBC/Doctor Who-style low budget look, but whose stories nonetheless resulted in some of the best, most innovative science fiction ever televised, should tell you nearly all that you need to know about Orac. (That, and the length of the preceding sentence.)

DISCLAIMER:: The various written meanderings here are the opinions of Orac and Orac alone, written on his own time. They should never be construed as representing the opinions of any other person or entity, especially Orac's cancer center, department of surgery, medical school, or university. Also note that Orac is nonpartisan; he is more than willing to criticize the statements of anyone, regardless of of political leanings, if that anyone advocates pseudoscience or quackery. Finally, medical commentary is not to be construed in any way as medical advice.

To contact Orac: [email protected]

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