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  Gen Z men are obsessing over ‘boy kibble’ - it’s equivalent to dog food If you've got a dog, you'll likely know that 'kibble' refers to the dry, biscuit-y food that many pooches eat. It's usually made of meat and vegetables, ground into a small and rather unappetising pellet. However, it's recently become the focus of a new  food  trend after the term 'boy kibble' was coined  online , referring to  Gen Z  men who have been eating a simple but pretty unappealing food concoction for ease and nutritional benefit. Men online are admitting to eating the meal - which is made up of ground meat and rice - several times a week, with some adding veggies for fibre or sauces to spice things up. No kibble about it, this is one weird trend. https://www.tyla.com/life/gen-z-men-boy-kibble-food-trend-meat-rice-893825-20260304 Has Gen Z gone to the dogs? 

  W hen I was very young , around three years old, my father defended a doctor who'd been caught performing illegal abortions here in Ohio.  Dad's career as a lawyer was pretty new in those days.  And the doctor was bankrupt.  He couldn't pay dad for getting him off (which he did) So the doctor gave him his family library in payment. Some of my earliest memories are of dad bringing in a load of already measured boards and nailing them into bookshelves that covered the entire north wall of the living room.  Enough shelving for 1000 books.  I helped!  I held the hammer. Recently, I installed so much shelving in my current home that I could put those books on shelves, along with my own collection.  Much of that doctor's library had slipped from my memory.  But I'm now realizing how much it shaped me to have stuff like this around whilst I grew up: It's not a simple one-to-one.  Neither of my siblings became obsessive bibliophiles, let alone...

  Richie Rich rich.  Money is no concern to you at all.  You want it?  You got it.  You want it done yesterday?  Done.  If that situation suddenly became yours, what would you do? Mr. & Mrs. Bunny would buy the next house, which has been unoccupied for years, and have it torn down.  Could then widen the parking space, and put a cover over it.  Plant trees around the perimeter for privacy, and make a nice large garden.  Plants, flowers, cat and bird feeders.    No jets, fancy cars, gold toilets…just something comfortable and relaxing.  What would you do with your unlimited wealth? J. P. Bunny

  Saturday`s  paper always has an interview with an author.  One question is always “which three authors, living or dead, would you invite to a dinner party?”   Bunny shall take it a bit further.   Which people, living or dead, would you invite to dinner?   Bunny would like Lincoln, Mark Twain, Henry VIII, and Richard III.    Who would you invite?   Luckily, the Universal Translator is working. J. P. Bunny

 First for the narcissists who took part in yesterday's puzzle. Here is the answer: As for you Neanderthals: NEW YORK (AP) –   Humans and Neanderthals cozied up   from time to time when they lived in the same areas   tens of thousands of years ago . But we don't know much about who got with whom, or why. But the study, published Thursday in the journal Science, shows "that whenever Neanderthals and modern humans have mated, there has been a preference for male Neanderthals and female modern humans , as opposed to the other way around," said author Alexander Platt, who studies genetics at the University of Pennsylvania. If more human females mated with Neanderthal males than the other way around, over thousands of years, you would expect to see just what they found: more human DNA in Neanderthal X chromosomes and less Neanderthal DNA in human X chromosomes. https://www.sciencealert.com/neanderthal-dna-is-missing-from-our-x-chromosome-this-could-be-why As for the bold...

  Presents.  Can you wait until it’s time to open them, or do you need to shake them and try and figure out what they are?   Can you wait to find out how the book ends, or peek at the end?  Need to know how a movie will progress, or eschew the spoilers? Bunny can wait.  Hates to spoil the surprise.  And you? J. P. Bunny