Wednesday, March 31, 2010
gimmie back that filet o' fish, gimmie that fish
well, we know it wasn't the hamburgler..
McDonald's Customer Crawls Through Drive-Thru for Fish Sandwich
Police said the customer crawled out of his car and into the drive thru window to get his fish sandwich, after slapping the McDonald's employee in the face.
"His Filet-O-Fish was taking too long at 4:30 in the morning," said South Brunswick Police Detective Sergeant James Ryan to NBCNewYork.
According to Ryan, the customer yelled at the employee and pushed him against the counter.
full story here
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
sickening what people will do in the name of religion
i hope these assholes die a slow, painful death. if that was my son/father/brother i'd gladly spend the rest of my life in prison just to remove that plague from existence.
Marine's dad ordered to pay protesters' court fees
BALTIMORE - The father of a Marine killed in Iraq and whose funeral was picketed by anti-gay protesters from Kansas was ordered to pay the protesters' appeal costs, his lawyers said Monday.
On Friday, Court of Appeals for the Fourth Circuit ordered Snyder to pay $16,510 to Fred Phelps. Phelps is the leader of Topeka's Westboro Baptist Church, which conducted protests at Marine Lance Cpl. Matthew Snyder's funeral in 2006.
Attorneys also said Snyder is struggling to come up with fees associated with filing a brief with the U.S. Supreme Court.
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Monday, March 29, 2010
hell hath no fury: the russian bombings and the "black widows"
*just as a disclaimer, mindsize does not advocate nor encourage the use of terrorism against any peoples or for any means*
i've never heard of this group until today. this all female terrorist group is comprised of widows of men who were casualties in the russian/chechnya conflict, and want revenge.
Hunt for 'Black Widow' terror gang after female suicide bombers kill at least 38 in bomb attacks on Moscow trains
Police in Moscow were tonight searching for female accomplices of two women suicide bombers who killed at least 37 people and injured 65.
Analysis of CCTV footage inside the Red Arrow underground trains of the two suicide bombers has revealed they were accompanied by two other women.
Their faces were not destroyed in the explosion, increasing the chance of successfully identifying them, and video from other cameras in Moscow Metro stations has also helped identify the faces of the two women who accompanied them and a man.
President Dmitry Medvedev declared Russia would act 'without compromise' to root out terrorists as he ordered airports to be put on alert and security to be stepped up throughout the country.
But suspicion has fallen on Muslim militants from the North Caucasus, where the Kremlin is fighting a growing Islamist insurgency spreading from Chechnya to neighbouring Dagestan and Ingushetia.
Alexander Bortnikov, head of Russia's Federal Security Service, said the terrorists were likely to have been 'black widows', Muslim women radicalised by the situation in the North Caucasus.
Analysts said the involvement of women was similar to the 'black widows' in Checnya - women who had lost brothers or husbands to Russian forces in the Chechen conflict.
full story here
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Friday, March 26, 2010
Thursday, March 25, 2010
amazing etched leather artwork
via boingboing: Mark Evans etches images into leather using scalpels, huge hunting knives, and other blades. Along with nature scenes like the beautiful piece above, he's also carved portraits of celebrities, from Muhammad Ali to Naomi Campbell.
visit his website here
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
what makes a man, mr. lebowski?
LEBOWSKI
Funny–I can look back on a life of achievement, on challenges met, competitors bested, obstacles overcome. I’ve accomplished more than most men, and without the use of my legs. What? What makes a man, Mr. Lebowski?
DUDE
Dude.
LEBOWSKI
Huh?
DUDE
Uh, I, I don’t know, sir.
LEBOWSKI
Is it being prepared to do the right thing? Whatever the cost? Isn’t that that makes a man?
DUDE
Ummm..sure. That and a pair of testicles.
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
chinese kid has 15 fingers and 16 toes, let the "shocker" jokes commence
gross. kid's gonna be a helluva soccer player.
Chinese Boy Has 15 Fingers and 16 Toes
A Chinese hospital has released images of a 6-year-old boy who was born with 15 fingers and 16 toes. Since more isn’t always better, he’ll soon undergo surgery to have the extras removed.
With a total of 31 fingers and toes, the boy, who’s identity hasn’t been revealed, has beaten the previous record of 25. According to scientists, the excess of fingers and toes is a result of gene mutation.
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punk is dead
NY Audience Lets Iggy Pop Crash to the Floor at Carnegie Hall
Iggy Pop has reached true legend status. A recent Carnegie Hall audience apparently believed the geriatric punk legend capable of flight and so parted to watch him take wing at a March 1st concert.
Rather than rise to the rafters, he fell to the floor, a confused audience looking on as (according to Rolling Stone) “nobody caught him”.
As reported by jam.canoe.ca, Pop said of the incident, “When I landed it hurt and I made a mental note that Carnegie Hall would be a good place for my last stage dive. The audience were just like, ‘What are you doing?’”
It’s feast or famine as far as violent rock shows go these days. Your author remembers a time when a 14 year old girl could go into a gnarly pit where she had no business being and get pulled to her feet by moshers who weren’t there to see anyone stomped. In recent years, I have seen people willfully crushed and battered by punkers who’d have had the snot beaten out of them for behaving that way at a certain time.
And now we’ve reached a day when Pop’s fame has far outstretched his audience’s ability to sense that they are to put out their arms and catch the man, uselessly watching him fall to the floor.
and the "coolest teacher in the world" award goes to...
only in california...read the full story after the jump, spoiler alert at the bottom of this page.
Field Trippin'
One high school teacher's account of a trip he didn't mean to take.
We were barely past MacArthur when I felt it beginning to take hold. It was a big Friday for me, taking 40 students on a walking field trip to our local bookstore, then a tour of the Community Center and, if there was enough time, a little sit-under-a-tree-and-read time for the students in the Plaza.
I was in my 10th year of teaching in the only alternative high school in the town of Sonoma. My primary task was engagement: get the kids understanding why knowledge is power and why they should give a shit, and then fill in the blanks as they appear.
At first I felt lightheaded, like I hadn't eaten anything or was out in the sun too long. Then I started noticing my legs. It felt like each step I took was propelling me up into the next. It was like I was walking on a brand-new track, only five times as springy. I noticed my whole body bouncing up and down. Something was amiss.
A few weeks before, a student named Max had left a screensaver depicting 12 tabs of Scooby-Doo windowpane acid on one of my classroom computers. I told him to do a research paper on Timothy Leary and quit being such an asshole. I think that's why he dosed me.
By the time I reached Chase Street, I had a pretty good awareness of what was happening. Some of the treetops were dancing in the heat and wind, and my mouth was extremely dry. I went straight to Max, who was walking about 20 feet behind me.
"How you feeling, Mr. Moss?" he said with a smirk.
"Max, this is by far the dumbest thing you've ever done. How'd you do it?" I asked.
"Coffee" he admitted.
"How much?" I inquired.
"Small drop, one to two doses, should keep you going for a while."
"Look, this is how it's going to go. I'm going to ride this out, and you're not going to tell anyone about it. Then you're going to be expelled and brought up on criminal charges for dosing your teacher. Finally, you are not going to tell anyone what you did as it will seriously jeopardize your outcome. Clear?" I was getting lightheaded again, but I could tell that the point was made.
"Yes, Mr. Moss" he responded.
I never did suspend Max. He became one of my best students, and is now studying to be a pharmacist at UC-Davis. Soon, he'll be dosing people for a living. Funny how life turns out that way.
via metro santa cruz
Monday, March 22, 2010
some days you're the cheetah, some days you're the ostrich
a reminder that you don't have to be faster than a cheetah, just faster than the slowest osterich.
p.s. this cinematography in this show is awesome
Sunday, March 21, 2010
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