I'm currently sitting here debugging code and eating Westons Wonders Choc Explosions. They are possibly the strangest biscuits I have ever consumed, and I have certainly consumed more than my fair share of strange things.

Westons Wonders Choc Explosions 250g is the latest addition to the Westons Wonders range – chocolate vanilla cream biscuits with real pieces of candy that pop in your mouth.

That's right, popping candy inside cream inside chocolate inscribed with images from the Toy Story movies. So far I've eaten one alien and one Emperor Zurg. Buzz Lightyear is sitting on my desk, taunting me. His days are numbered.

Of course, I'm only eating these because Romilly chose them for me yesterday.

Much of the time I spend on this here Interwebnet thingery is consumed by the vast quantity of weirdos and their bizarre content. Even so, I have only seen the tip of the iceberg; crank.net is easily the best collection of Internet loonies that I have ever seen. Neatly categorised and sectioned, the site makes my brain hurt, even as I read through the quotes from various wacky websites.

I can see far too many hours (and possibly brain cells) vanishing as a direct cause of this website.

If you thought that watching Avril Lavigne's “performance” and interview on Rove last week was the most horrific-car-crash-just-can't-look-away-like thing your eyes could ever see, then you really don't want to know that they're planning a movie based on the song “Sk8er Boi”.

…the feature will focus on the two teens from different backgrounds and the social constraints in which they find themselves.

Hey, it worked for Shakespeare, right? Add some slow motion fight scenes directed by John Woo and it can't go wrong. We can only hope that it doesn't involve a koala. Or Avril.

A few months ago, we took a stray kitten into our home to care for it. She had been hanging around for over a week and was rapidly losing weight. After she was attacked by some of the local kids, I decided we had to bring her in. She was skinny and very, very untrusting of people. She had obviously not been treated well before being dumped on the streets.

Now, though, she is a different kitty. The Moochie, as we named her, has put on weight and is much happier around other people. Even so, she never quite got on with our other three, and so we had to find her a new home that she wouldn't have to share with other cats. Unfortunately, this prooved more difficult that we thought.

This week, The Moochie was accepted into the RSPCA's second chance program, where she will be matched with a suitable owner (who needs to understand that she still has some trust issues). Unlike other places in Perth, the RSPCA refuses to euthanize cats and check over possible owners, so we know that she'll end up in a nice home. We hope that she finds a nice home.

Good luck, Moochie. We'll miss you tossing hair-ties about the floor, and your company (Arwen is just happy to have her house back).