Wednesday, January 31, 2007

I love it when I read stuff like this....

Police zapped a US student with a taser gun after he stripped, smeared himself in oil and ran naked through a school canteen.

Taylor Killian, 18, performed the stunt as students had lunch at Westerville North High School, Ohio, reports the Columbus Dispatch.

"It just seemed like a good idea at the time," the honours student told authorities, according to Police Lieutenant John Petrozzi.

Killian strolled into a bathroom, removed his clothes, smeared grapeseed oil on himself and ran into the lunch crowd, police said.

His appearance caused pandemonium in the school, as students unsure of what was happening ran and screamed, police said.

When a school administrator confronted him, Killian made sexual gestures and ran, continuing to chase students.

School resource police officer Doug Staysniak ordered Killian to stop and, after trying unsuccessfully to grab the slippery student, fired his taser. Killian was zapped once, tried to get up, and was given a second zap.

"His exposure, no pun intended, was very limited once he was gotten under control," Petrozzi said.

Killian was taken to the hospital to have the Taser prongs removed, then booked and taken to the Delaware County jail.

He was charged with inducing panic, public indecency, resisting arrest and disorderly conduct. He will also be disciplined by school authorities.

Link to article here.

Tuesday, January 30, 2007

Battle of Somme 1916

Importance: Battle was effective in demonstrating defensive warfare conducted with machine gun technology.
Casualties: Germans 500,000, French 200,000, UK 420,000.
Duration of engagement: July 1st, 1916 to November 18th 1916.
Gains: UK and France gain 12 kilometers of ground.

So it really begins....

Last night I had my first graduate class. It was like going to school all over again. Yeah you just read that dumb shit. The classroom was one of my favorites in this old ass building. Nothing like a history class in a dank ass smelling building. So needless to say I was in my element. I was a bit confused in the beginning cause I thought the class was graduate only, but when I walked in and saw like 25 undergrads, I was like hmmmmm. So there is another grad student, we didn't get to meet. After class when we had to meet with the prof, he was like "I'm a public school teacher."

I said "How nice, you must take home a lot of work?"

"Yeah, come with the job."

"Yeah I feel you, my job is service oriented so I never take home work. I'm here for the shits and giggles of it all."

Needless to say homie was like WTF? I guess its hard to imagine someone trying to get a phd in history just because. I know it sounds stupid, but there are no phd's anywhere in my family and damn it I want to be the first. If thats what motivates me, so what? Life could be worse right? Anywho I now have 5 books to read, a 25 page paper to write and one kick ass powerpoint presentation to throw down. Whats that mean to you? For all 3 of my loyal readaz that have been here since my bloggin inception some 3 years ago, they know this blog was going to be a resource for research when I was ichin to start the masters program and it will start to look like that once again. You are going to see stange posts. Pictures with captions that are written dry as hell, maybe some written research, documentation, basically all that boring shit that one does when being a scholar of history. Don't worry, there will still be the usual litany of links for strange shit, but if this reads more like work, thats cause it is.

Oh yeah in case your wondering, the subject is World War One. So I will put it out right now, if you got World War One thoughts, opinions, or even any family heirlooms that came from 1914 to 1920 (stuff like diaries or journals) contact me. Or if you have any questions. What ever, all I am sayin is join the conversation if you want.

Peace out mis amigos.

Friday, January 26, 2007

Scary Shark Picture, Real or Not Real?

Here is the link. I think its real. Its hard to photoshop water acting like water. I am going by how the water looks around the edges of the mouth. It looks nautral to me. For all you fishing enthusiasts out there, that blog is a good read.

Sometimes you just have to reflect on shit. In this case, I don't think time can heal these wounds.

01/26/1945. Yeah that was a long time ago, but today does have a little notch of history that many seem to forget.
On this day, Soviet troops enter Auschwitz, Poland, freeing the survivors of the network of concentration camps-and finally revealing to the world the depth of the horrors perpetrated there.

Auschwitz was really a group of camps, designated I, II, and III. There were also 40 smaller "satellite" camps. It was at Auschwitz II, at Birkenau, established in October 1941, that the SS created a complex, monstrously orchestrated killing ground: 300 prison barracks; four "bathhouses" in which prisoners were gassed; corpse cellars; and cremating ovens. Thousands of prisoners were also used for medical experiments overseen and performed by the camp doctor, Josef Mengele, the "Angel of Death."

The Red Army had been advancing deeper into Poland since mid-January. Having liberated Warsaw and Krakow, Soviet troops headed for Auschwitz. In anticipation of the Soviet arrival, the German Gestapo began a murder spree in the camps, shooting sick prisoners and blowing up crematoria in a desperate attempt to destroy the evidence of their crimes. When the Red Army finally broke through, Soviet soldiers encountered 648 corpses and more than 7,000 starving camp survivors. There were also six storehouses filled with literally hundreds of thousands of women's dresses, men's suits, and shoes that the Germans did not have time to burn.

I was in the Army back in the early 90's, first Gulf War all that shit. I was stationed in Germany for a year when I was 19. Mainly I enjoyed it cause I was legal to drink and drink I did. But I traveled a lot when I was over there cause I knew it was the opportunity of a life time. I managed to travel to Auschwitz while I was drunk ass wasted. What a dumbass punk kid I was. I really want to go back there in the right frame of mind cause I feel I disrespected those who died there. Its been 15 years and that still comes up often in my mind. Its fucking creepy. The place is fucking creepy. There is this dust you see in the incinerators, like the shit is melded to the walls and baseboards. You can smell the death there after 50 years. Fuckin creepy evil shit. We live in such a rosy life is good way, where this shit is unthinkable. How in the hell did the world let this shit happenin the first place? Anyway that my somber moment from history today. Sorry if I brought you down, but everyone needs to be reminded what evil really is.

Wednesday, January 24, 2007

This has got to be one of the ugliest damn sharks I have ever seen in my life.

Rare sight of ancient shark | That is a link to a Reuters video that will probably disturb you. Stay the fuck out of the oceans...

Canned Beer, a reason to celebrate 1/24/2007.

Canned beer was introduced in 1935. Check out the link to see a nifty video from The History Channel. So after work, crack open a can of beer and think how bad the end of the day would suck with out this nifty little invention called the canned beer. Horray Beer!

Walt Whitman, this is your daily dose of culture from America's historic past.

Here is the last version Whitman wrote of Leaves of Grass for the poem One's Self I sing. Enjoy, its a good read.
ONE'S-SELF I sing, a simple separate person,
Yet utter the word Democratic, the word En-Masse.

Of physiology from top to toe I sing,
Not physiognomy alone nor brain alone is worthy for the Muse, I
say the Form complete is worthier far,
The Female equally with the Male I sing.

Of Life immense in passion, pulse, and power,
Cheerful, for freest action form'd under the laws divine,
The Modern Man I sing.

Some people are not down with WW, but I love the mans writing. Good shit. Check out the link to the left for a COMPLETE listing of all his works.

See there is this rumor that Tom Cruise is the new Jesus Christ. You think I'm kidding?

Read it here.

Tuesday, January 23, 2007

Oscar nods are out. Run Eddie Run...

Here is a link to the AP article announcing Oscars nods. I get all worked up over the Oscars. They actually mean something. I have never been a fan of Golden Globes or any of the other wannabe awards that have popped up in the past decade. You can only party so much right? Anywho, there are some interesting nods this year. Scorsese is up there again. Does he have a chance? I dont know. I really don't. If he gets tossed again he is 0-6. That sucks cause I don't know if The Departed has the shit to pull it off for him. Hey its gotta chance cause Dreamgirls is not in that race. Weird but true. Still I want Eddie Murphy to win an Oscar. He may never get that Best Actor statue, but you never know, he may, but this is now and he deserves it. Give it up Academy. They say the only comp is Walberg from The Departed. Get em Eddie.
Below is a list of all nods for the little golden dude this year.
Complete list of the 79th Annual Academy Award nominations announced Tuesday at the Academy of Motion Picture Arts and Sciences in Beverly Hills, Calif.:

1. Best Picture: "Babel," "The Departed," "Letters From Iwo Jima," "Little Miss Sunshine," "The Queen."

2. Actor: Leonardo DiCaprio, "Blood Diamond"; Ryan Gosling, "Half Nelson"; Peter O'Toole, "Venus"; Will Smith, "The Pursuit of Happyness"; Forest Whitaker, "The Last King of Scotland."

3. Actress: Penelope Cruz, "Volver"; Judi Dench, "Notes on a Scandal"; Helen Mirren, "The Queen"; Meryl Streep, "The Devil Wears Prada"; Kate Winslet, "Little Children."

4. Supporting Actor: Alan Arkin, "Little Miss Sunshine"; Jackie Earle Haley, "Little Children"; Djimon Hounsou, "Blood Diamond"; Eddie Murphy, "Dreamgirls"; Mark Wahlberg, "The Departed."

5. Supporting Actress: Adriana Barraza, "Babel"; Cate Blanchett, "Notes on a Scandal"; Abigail Breslin, "Little Miss Sunshine"; Jennifer Hudson, "Dreamgirls"; Rinko Kikuchi, "Babel."

6. Directing: Alejandro Gonzalez Inarritu, "Babel"; Martin Scorsese, "The Departed"; Clint Eastwood, "Letters From Iwo Jima"; Stephen Frears, "The Queen"; Paul Greengrass, "United 93."

7. Foreign Language Film: "After the Wedding," Denmark; "Days of Glory (Indigenes)," Algeria; "The Lives of Others," Germany; "Pan's Labyrinth," Mexico; "Water," Canada.

8. Adapted Screenplay: Sacha Baron Cohen and Anthony Hines and Peter Baynham and Dan Mazer and Todd Phillips, "Borat Cultural Learnings of America for Make Benefit Glorious Nation of Kazakhstan"; Alfonso Cuaron and Timothy J. Sexton and David Arata and Mark Fergus and Hawk Ostby, "Children of Men"; William Monahan, "The Departed"; Todd Field and Tom Perrotta, "Little Children"; Patrick Marber, "Notes on a Scandal."

9. Original Screenplay: Guillermo Arriaga, "Babel"; Iris Yamashita and Paul Haggis, "Letters From Iwo Jima"; Michael Arndt, "Little Miss Sunshine"; Guillermo del Toro, "Pan's Labyrinth"; Peter Morgan, "The Queen."

10. Animated Feature Film: "Cars," "Happy Feet," "Monster House."

11. Art Direction: "Dreamgirls," "The Good Shepherd," "Pan's Labyrinth," "Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest," "The Prestige."

12. Cinematography: "The Black Dahlia," "Children of Men," "The Illusionist," "Pan's Labyrinth," "The Prestige."

13. Sound Mixing: "Apocalypto," "Blood Diamond," "Dreamgirls," "Flags of Our Fathers," "Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest."

14. Sound Editing: "Apocalypto," "Blood Diamond," "Flags of Our Fathers," "Letters From Iwo Jima," "Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest."

15. Original Score: "Babel," Gustavo Santaolalla; "The Good German," Thomas Newman; "Notes on a Scandal," Philip Glass; "Pan's Labyrinth," Javier Navarrete; "The Queen," Alexandre Desplat.

16. Original Song: "I Need to Wake Up" from "An Inconvenient Truth," Melissa Etheridge; "Listen" from "Dreamgirls," Henry Krieger, Scott Cutler and Anne Preven; "Love You I Do" from "Dreamgirls," Henry Krieger and Siedah Garrett; "Our Town" from "Cars," Randy Newman; "Patience" from "Dreamgirls," Henry Krieger and Willie Reale.

17. Costume: "Curse of the Golden Flower," "The Devil Wears Prada," "Dreamgirls," "Marie Antoinette," "The Queen."

18. Documentary Feature: "Deliver Us From Evil," "An Inconvenient Truth," " Iraq in Fragments," "Jesus Camp," "My Country, My Country."

19. Documentary (short subject): "The Blood of Yingzhou District," "Recycled Life," "Rehearsing a Dream," "Two Hands."

20. Film Editing: "Babel," "Blood Diamond," "Children of Men," "The Departed," "United 93."

21. Makeup: "Apocalypto," "Click," "Pan's Labyrinth."

22. Animated Short Film: "The Danish Poet," "Lifted," "The Little Matchgirl," "Maestro," "No Time for Nuts."

23. Live Action Short Film: "Binta and the Great Idea (Binta Y La Gran Idea)," "Eramos Pocos (One Too Many)," "Helmer & Son," "The Saviour," " West Bank Story."

24. Visual Effects: "Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest," "Poseidon," "Superman Returns."

Academy Award winners previously announced this year:

HONORARY AWARD (Oscar statuette): Ennio Morricone

JEAN HERSHOLT HUMANITARIAN AWARD (Oscar statuette): Sherry Lansing

From the Blog of HDT

I asked M. about the Cold Friday. He said, “It was plaguy cold; it stung like a wasp.” He remembers seeing them toss up water in a shoemaker’s shop, usually a very warm place, and when it struck the floor it was frozen and rattled like so many shot. Old John Nutting used to say, “When it is cold it is a sign it’s going to be warm,” and “When it’s warm it’s a sign it’s going to be cold.”
Yeah, cold was cold even 150 years ago...

Monday, January 22, 2007

After all this time, win lose or draw?

Today is the day Roe v. Wade was decided. Objectivly what happened was
The Supreme Court decriminalizes abortion by handing down their decision in the case of Roe v. Wade. Despite opponents' characterization of the decision, it was not the first time that abortion became a legal procedure in the United States. In fact, for most of the country's first 100 years, abortion as we know it today was not only not a criminal offense, it was also not considered immoral.

But is that it? No, we all know the struggles that came after. The fighting, the senseless bombings, and disregard for life from both sides of this fight is what it is. Both think they are right, but neither really is. When you inject your personal issues in law, you get what the abortion ride has been.

An ingenius drunk?

Trapped drunk rang out SOS on church bell

A drunk man who fell asleep and got trapped inside a church rang out SOS in morse code with the bell.

When the man awoke in St Faith's Church in Havant, near Portsmough, he found the doors locked.

Reportedly worried about ghosts, he started ringing out the morse code for SOS on the church bell, reports Portsmough Today.

As dusk began to fall, he was still ringing for his life but eventually a local resident realised something was wrong.

He alerted two Police Community Support Officers who, in turn, contacted church verger Vicki Mockford who came to the rescue.

She said: "I was called by police saying someone was using the bell as a sign they were trapped.

"When we found him inside he told us he went into the church to have a sit down but fell asleep. He told the police he had been drinking which may have made him a bit dozy.

"He looked quite embarrassed about the whole incident when we found him. Maybe after this he might consider taking up bell ringing as a hobby."

You know there is a bunch of smart ass shit you could say about this, but damn it it worked didn't it?

Thursday, January 18, 2007

Mission Accomplished, nuts are snipped.

This will be a graphic post. Some may not want to read it.

I have crossed into the land of sterility. Yesterday at 4 pm, I had a successful vasectomy. Stop flinching guys. Its not as bad as you think. Now I admit my nerves were pretty fucked by 2 yesterday. I had no idea what to expect. I just knew that in hours some Dr. dude was going to work on my balls with a knife. When you strip it down that basic, it scares the shit out of you. So work was pretty tense for me yesterday. I kept staring out into space and not really being productive at all. But come on, can you blame a guy? But guess what? That was all for naught.

The really good thing was I got to pop a 10 mg vallum yesterday before the surgery. I haven't got to munch on a blueberry in like 10 years. I love vallum. And I'll say that again, I love vallum. Your supposed to wait till an hour before the surgery, but since I had some recreational experience with the blueberry, i crushed that bad boy 2 hours before. Kind dumb cause I was fucked up at work for that last 15 min. The drive home was pretty interesting too. Don't worry, my wife was there waitng to drive me to and from the surgery. She was great through all this. I love her more than vallum. I know you guys are like "I bet she was.", but this was my decision more than hers. I made my mind up that if I didn't find my love and become married by the time I was 40, I would do this anyway. So after we had our child, I wanted to wait a year and bring it up again, she was down, I was down. Anyway I digress, after changing into something more comfortable, we were off to the urologist.

We get there, I am in a state of pretty much not giving a fuck at this point. The office attendants were all smiling and kinda having the jokes on you type of looks going on. It was cool with me. This whole thing in my mind shows to people what kind of a partner I am to my wife. I would rather have this done than her have her tubes tied. So we wait for a bit and I go in about 10 minutes later. We get in the back room and I strip the pants off, jump up the table and whip out my Gameboy Advance and start playing centipede. Hey its my favorite game from back in the day and it really occupies my mind. The nurse slaps a heating pad on my sac and I am warming up for anothe 10 minutes. The doc comes in and deems my sac is warm enought to go and I have to give up on a pretty damn good round of centipede. I was up in the 40,000, shit was gettin hectic! So the words "Your gonna feel a mosquito bite" really got my attention and ping I was stuck. By this time it was just me and the doc in the room.

He said "Like a chincoteauge mosquito."

I said "Shit man thats like a Deal Island mosquito."

The novacane took like 30 seconds to take effect and I didn't feel the other nut get shot up, but it was all really numb. I could feel anthing, just pressure of being manipulated. First he tied my junk up in this crazy restraining device made of prmaery colors. I thought that was good becasue its was bright and you could see it, kind like warning lights. Then he clamped on the jewels with some shit I couldn't see and went to work.

"Tell me if you feel and sharp pain."

The bitch of it was I said yes. Cause when he sliced that first tube, I felt that shit. So he shot me up with more novacane and from there on out, I didn't feel anything. No an instance of pain, nothing. So I figured since I got a urologist and my weak ass didn't pass out whole this guy was shredding my tubes, I'd get to the bottom of some other questions I had.

White grape juice is better for the prostate than tomatoe.

And he has never heard that Mountain Dew will help prevent kidney stones. To help prevent kidney stones drink lemonade.

And that was it. The operation took like 20 minutes and we were home by 5. Right now I am crushing darvocets and kickin back on the couch all day. There is some uncomfortable stuff going on but thats why I am jacked up on pain pills. I feel like I have been cut, but all is healing well.

So if you want my opinion, I would recommend it to any guy who thinks they want a vasectomy.

Wednesday, January 17, 2007

Black people should get over slavery, that was so 140 years ago already!

Open mouth insert foot. Is it me or have the racists out there been more than a little stupid in what they say these past few years? Shame all over this asshole muncher.

Tuesday, January 16, 2007

Aint much chocolate in NOLA.

As I was reading through Reuters today, I came on an article about New Orleans and how the black population is not coming back. After looking at the picture above, can you blame them. Look at that picture. Study it. What does it remind you of? Mogadishu maybe? A remote corner of Chad maybe? It sure as hell doesn't make you think New Orleans, LA, in the USA. Some of us remember when Ray Nagin let loose his chocolate line last year, for those who forgot...
On Martin Luther King Day last year, New Orleans Mayor Ray Nagin famously said his city would "be chocolate at the end of the day," a remark meant to encourage African Americans to return after Hurricane Katrina.

Well it aint happenin. As a country, we are watching something that was truely unique to this country dissappear. The culture that people came from all over the world to appreciate is no longer going to be there. That saddens me. It is a tragedy that this rcih part of our history and culture is slipping away and there is nothing anyone will do about it. Its been a year for crying out loud and it still looks like a 3rd world country down there. For the stats, it reads like this...
New Orleans was 67 percent African American before Katrina and 28 percent white. Now, in a city with less than half the previous population, blacks account for 47 percent and whites 43 percent.

And while those numbers are easily manipulated, it doesn't really paint the whole picture. Black folks are not returning to NOLA cause they don't see anyone helping them out. And don't give me that crap about how no one helped you out when your house suffered wind damage in that tropical storm you can't even name. This is completly different. A truly brutal storm, giant flood, and an environmental nightmare to clean up, all wrapped in the felling that it could happen again next year. Maybe thats why
Signs of a sluggish recovery are everywhere, 16 months after Katrina slammed the Gulf Coast, burst its protective levees and flooded 80 percent of the city.

Nowhere is it slower than in predominantly black neighborhoods like the Lower Ninth Ward, where workers are still tearing down homes destroyed by a wave of water. Gentilly, a middle class black area, is also barren.

Meanwhile, life in the mostly white Uptown district has returned to normal and shows few signs of storm destruction.

Shit like that will piss a brother off if hes just tryin to get a roof over his and his families head. When your dirt poor and shit like this happens to you, you need help to recover. While that may go against much of what Republicans believe as a political philosophy, wheres the fucking dignity in helping out another human being? Give these people some money to fix this shit. Its about repairing infastructure, water lines, gas lines, electric lines and streets. Services people. These guys paid taxes, they are entitled to the services needed to live a life.

Monday, January 15, 2007

Hat tip to MLK,Jr. Rest in peace my brother.

I want to say one other challenge that we face is simply that we must find an alternative to war and bloodshed. Anyone who feels, and there are still a lot of people who feel that way, that war can solve the social problems facing mankind is sleeping through a great revolution.
-And I agree, war can not solve our social problems. But it does feel like the world has forgotten the revolution...

All men are caught in an inescapable network of mutuality.

In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.

Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter.

We must learn to live together as brothers or perish together as fools.

Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere.


Today is the best day to view this bright comet. Go get some. Kinda cloudy here on the east coast, hopefully we get a better view tonight or tomorrow.

Some crazy weather heading this way...

Man, its been in the 60's the last few dayz, and that has been enough to lull everyone into a false sense of security. Cause some ugly weather is coming. Hell some of you probably already have seen it. UGLY. Anywho, I have been waiting for the crappy slop to hit the ground here. I want to get out and cut some donuts in my truck. Got some kick ass tires the other year and have not had any slop to test them in.

The weekend was good. We spent much time together. This time of the year is good for the football fan. My Steelers were out of it long ago, so I got no horse in this race. The only thing I want to see is the Pats get beat and not to win another Superbowl. That way the 4 in 6 years Steelers of the 70's can still be the best franchise ever! You can discuss that shit in the comments if you like. I watched almost all of the games. The Ravens came out flat and played flat. I think the extra week off hurt them. I did not see any urgency on the field. And how the fuck do you let the Colts beat you in Baltimore knowing what the Colts meant to that city? You guys are need to be ashamed. You gave Baltimore fan a big fat pile of shitty grief that they can't swallow. My wife is still walking around saying it doesn't feel like the game started. See what I mean? Freakin denial. The game that got my attention was the Pats and Chargers. The Chargers should have won that shit. And I have to agree with LT about the classless Pats mocking Merriman's dance after they beat them. Classless. You heard that Pats? Starts with the coach. Nuff said.

And whats with Sean Salisbury showing some female coworkers little Sean Salisbury via some phone cam pics? WTF Sean? I thought you were above this shit. Dude no one wants to see your shriveled shit, especially some early 20 somethings that are trying to get up on Stu Scott. Still if you remember the Vikings Love Boat scandal and think back that Salisbury used to be a Viking you gotta wonder how long that teams been infested with sexual deviants. Maybe thats a stretch, but then again maybe not.

But just so you know, not the whole weekend was about the sports. I got The Art Keep fairly posted up. I took 6 fresh pics for the site. I have yet to do any writing for the work, but its art folks. Just look at it and enjoy it. If you like what you see, I will put you in contact with this particular artist. Right now I am showcasing his work exclusively. It was fun cause I got to sit my tiny tiny in my lap while I worked on that site and she loves the computer. She has a couple of Baby Einstein videos that she watches on the laptop. I dont want my girl to grow up not knowing about computers, so I am introducing them to her early on. She is pretty whipsmart. Still it was some good quality time together. We were trying to spend as much time outdoors with her as possible this weekend cause it was freakin nice out.

Alright, gotta work. Peace out, check back later.

Friday, January 12, 2007

Them damn vandels are everywhere....

Alright, check this out
TWENTY-FIVE cars belonging to residents and a business have been damaged in vandal attacks carried out in roads surrounding the Salisbury Churchfields Industrial Estate.

Most of the vehicles had smashed windows and at least one car had its paintwork scratched during attacks in Wilton Road, Lower Road Bemerton, Churchfields Road and Mill Road between 1-2am last Wednesday morning.

Seems like that happened here didn't it? Nope that was in Salisbury, England. After I wrote this blog post about bars in Salisbury England, I thought I dig around and see if they have apaper online and low and behold they do. It is the Salisbury Journal. I have been reading it for a day and it seems the good folks across the pond have the issues we do too. Isn't it a small world?

Even better, check out this issue,
WESSEX Water has been ordered to pay £4,966 in fines and costs after pleading guilty to polluting the River Avon, a nationally-important salmon spawning river.

The Environment Agency was alerted on August 1 last year by a member of the public who noticed sewage in the river in the location of a culvert known as the Bugmore Drain, adjacent to Southampton Road, Salisbury.

An agency officer attended and noticed a strong smell of sewage and a grey discharge from the drain. A water sample showed "significant contamination".
Advertisement continued...

Salisbury magistrates heard on Monday Wessex Water had traced the cause to a blockage in the foul sewer caused by a build-up of silt. This led to sewage being discharged via a sewer storm overflow at the junction of Scotts Lane and Endless Street.

The court heard Wessex Water deployed two tankers to minimise the impact on the Hampshire Avon, which is designated as a Special Area of Conservation under the Habitats Directive.

This was the second incident from this storm overflow in three months, and for the first offence Wessex Water received a warning. The company has since installed telemetry on the overflow.

After the case, Environment Agency spokeswoman, Emma Tattersall, said: "These offences could easily have been prevented. Water companies must ensure they carry out regular inspections of sewer storm overflows, especially when it is known there have been problems there in the past."

Really small world.

See its not just American men obsessing with womens breasts...

Read this article I found from Europe

European men are flocking to Bulgaria to buy 'breast-boosting beer' after EU accession led to customs duties on the drink being abolished.

The millet-ale called Boza which is made from fermented wheat flour and yeast is being snapped up by bar owners, shopkeepers and shoppers from across Europe.

They are said to be keen for their wives and girlfriends to benefit from its reported ability to make women's breasts grow.

Constantin Barbu crossed the Danube from Romania to buy Boza in the Bulgarian border town of Ruse.

He said: "I've bought a case for my wife to try out. I really hope I see an improvement."

And Austrian landlord Klaus Schmidt from the ski resort of Schladming said he was planning a trip soon.

He added: "I had heard of Boza before but it was always so expensive once the tax was added. But now that's gone I'm going to start offering the drink to my apr├Ęs-ski customers."

No shit? I like the quote by the one guy hoping to see improvement. What kind of shit is that? THat dude is probably like 55 and his wife too. Thats the last thing on her mind. So while American culture does produce men who objectify women, so does the rest of the world. I guess we are all pretty hung up on sex. When you step back and objectively look at the culture that produces this combined with the power of the alpha make sex drive, its not hard to believe we have as many pervs as we do running around. Still, I wonder if that beer really works. What if some men who want to become women drink that instead of all those expensive hormone treatments? Thats some health insurance savings right there. Either way, I'm sticking to Guinness.

Princess Anne gets all preemptive on our asses.

According to this story in the Somerset Herald,
Loud noise and entertainment that promoting sexual stimulation or gratification are banned in the town limits...
which means that some sort of business that wants to sell some sort of porn was sniffing around historic Princess Anne. Thats the mindset of the people in power and that how people down here on a whole feel. So take that porno guys! Anyway its pretty funny that some of the people that are on the commission are pervs themselves. I dont really have to mention names cause if you read the aritcle and think "Wetlands", it should come back to you. So what happens to Jello wrastlin at Dilligafs now? Personally I need a better definition of what sexual gratificaiton entails. I got a friend who has a foot fetish and he gets sexual gratification from that, of course thats not entertainment, but what if Peaky's brings in a crack female wait staff from Reno specifically for the ankle and foot fetish crowd? No real nudity, but much gratification. Hmmm.

I agree with you, thats a reach, but I think the law is silly too. But thats just me, I dont have a problem with it though and understand why they passed it. Hell if they couldn't handle having a tattoo parlor, who the hell thought they would put up with porn? It was this that got my curiosity up the most tho-
Princess Anne commissioners made it unlawful to not report consensual romantic relationships between employees, elected officials or contract workers for the town...
Now think about that for a minute. Does the Town of PA really want to know that? Do they really? Okay what about this scenario. Contract worker, Mr. K, has been contracted to service the towns office equipment needs in various locations in the town. Mr. K is early 30's, outgoing, personable, and has a sexual preference for middle aged women. After 3 months of maintenance, he has started extra marital affairs with Mrs. A, Mrs. B, and Mrs. C. After this goes on for some time, someone tells Mr. K of the rule. For fear of losing his contract with the town, he goes to the commish, who incidently is married to Mrs. C., of his 9 month affair with his wife and two other women. What a bombshell on a Tuesday morning. Of course my question is how will they keep records of all this? Who will have the power to read the "dirty boy and girl" sheet? Sure its adultery and probably will end in divorce, maybe, but what happened was consensual. And if you live in Princess Anne, have lived here and know the people around here, this story could be true. Or its just that, a story. Fun stuff. Even better, what if there was a 3 way gay romance that had to be reported and people were thrown out of the cloest against their wills. Then said gay tripletts get beat down while drowning their sorrows over some beers at Peaky's. Shouldn't somebody other than the people that did the beat down be liable?

Well I am gald I live down here in Princess Anne. To quote Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil, "This place is like Gone with the Wind on mescaline!"

Thursday, January 11, 2007

Look all you need to know is Cameron Diaz is fug.

Now this aint gonna be the most manly blog post I ever did, but damn it, I dont care. Why? Cause any time I get the chance to talk about Scarlett, I will damn it. What do you care anyway? Your still here looking at this shit. To get down to it, US mag says that Justine TImberlake dumped his fug girl for the girl that was touched by god, of course that is according to Woody Allen, and we all know how he likes his women. I bet its some hard shit for Woody to work around Scarlett. Look at that shit! No way you can have your face buried in a camera lens with that on the set. I see many films between her and Woody. Until he tried to slip her the penis. Then she may just up and quit that schtick they got. Anyway I am getting ahead of myself here, or behind, how ever you want to look at it. The fact is Timberlake made the right choice here. See above referenced picture for sexy Scarlett. And see any entry on this blog for a good look at some fug example of Diaz.

You go Timberlake. You go.

There is a comet in the sky and if you live out west, you have no excuse not to see it.

Not bad looking huh? Thats what I thought to. So like get your ass out and see this thing. Why? How often do you see any celestial activity that is worth your time to stand in 20 degree weather? Answer, not that often. Here is a bit of the article I read on it with some first hand accounts...
When the sun sets tonight, go outside and look west. You may see the brightest comet in thirty years hanging just above the horizon. It's Comet McNaught (C/2006 P1).

Last night, "as the comet descended in the west, it turned reddish and seemed to glow very brightly--almost like a spark or ember. Awe inspiring!" reports Leslie Sheldon of Kanata, Ontario. "I can only imagine what it would look like in truly dark skies."

"After receiving a Space Weather alert on my cell phone, I drove straight to the highest point in the area," adds Sal Viviano of Washington, Michigan. Looking down at McNaught, he was rewarded by this "brief but beautiful" view:

If your interested, here is the article. Peace out amigos. Check out Comet McNaught. Yeah McNaught, like a fucking battleship from WWII. McNaught. Doesn't it sound like it gonna kick the shit out of someone?

Wednesday, January 10, 2007

Me thinks the lads in Salisbury, England are not much different than the lads in Salisbury, Maryland.

I have been to many a bar in the bury. Many. Hell the bars I liked to get down in don't exist anymore. Like Don's Belldonna or Market Street back in the day when the hippies and addicts ran the place. We used to get trashed and do cannonballs off the bridge in the Wicomico River. I know SSR is shaking about that. I can't ever remember ripping a urinal off the wall and taking it home. I got a place to piss at home and never really wanted that bar urinal that everyone and there mother has pissed in at my home. So when I ran across this article below, I laughed.
A man who was caught on CCTV carrying a urinal out a Hampshire pub has handed himself in.

The 42-year-old man, who has not been named, confessed to police in Salisbury reports the BBC.

The man told police he had taken it from the Royal Oak pub in Southampton as a "souvenir".

Landlord Alan Dreja said he was delighted to have the urinal back and may put it on display in the pub.

According to the BBC he said: "The publicity which surrounded the theft seems to have flushed him out."

The thief has been given a caution.

Man, you think they could do something about that plumbing. It's good to know that the boys across the pond party hard too.

Tuesday, January 9, 2007

Some friends know me well...

A friend sent me this email cause he figured I'd like it. Like duh.
ok, so evidently the Smithsonian routinely receives "artifacts" from people wishing to donate. I found a letter that was written to a gentleman whose favorite hobby is to dig things up in his backyard and submit them to the archeological community as major findings, please enjoy the diplomacy of our federal employees....

Paleoanthropology Division
Smithsonian Institute
207 Pennsylvania Avenue Washington, DC 20078

Dear Sir:

Thank you for your latest submission to the Institute, labeled
"211-D, layer seven, next to the clothesline post. Hominid skull."
We have given this specimen a careful and detailed examination,
and regret to inform you that we disagree with your theory that it
represents "conclusive proof of the presence of Early Man in
Charleston County two million years ago." Rather, it appears that
what you have found is the head of a Barbie doll, of the variety
one of our staff, who has small children, believes to be the
"Malibu Barbie". It is evident that you have given a great deal of
thought to the analysis of this specimen, and you may be quite
certain that those of us who are familiar with your prior work in
the field were loathe to come to contradiction with your findings.
However, we do feel that there are a number of physical attributes
of the specimen which might have tipped you off to it's modern

1. The material is molded plastic. Ancient hominid remains
are typically fossilized bone.

2. The cranial capacity of the specimen is approximately 9
cubic centimeters, well below the threshold of even the earliest
identified proto-hominids.

3. The dentition pattern evident on the "skull" is more
consistent with the common domesticated dog than it is with the
"ravenous man-eating Pliocene clams" you speculate roamed the
wetlands during that time. This latter finding is certainly one
of the most intriguing hypotheses you have submitted in your
history with this institution, but the evidence seems to weigh
rather heavily against it. Without going into too much detail,
let us say that:

A. The specimen looks like the head of a Barbie doll
that a dog has chewed on.
B. Clams don't have teeth.

It is with feelings tinged with melancholy that we must deny your
request to have the specimen carbon dated. This is partially due
to the heavy load our lab must bear in it's normal operation, and
partly due to carbon dating's notorious inaccuracy in fossils of
recent geologic record. To the best of our knowledge, no Barbie
dolls were produced prior to 1956 AD, and carbon dating is likely
to produce wildly inaccurate results. Sadly, we must also deny
your request that we approach the National Science Foundation's
Phylogeny Department with the concept of assigning your specimen
the scientific name "Australopithecus spiff-arino." Speaking
personally, I, for one, fought tenaciously for the acceptance of
your proposed taxonomy, but was ultimately voted down because the
species name you selected was hyphenated, and didn't really sound
like it might be Latin.

However, we gladly accept your generous donation of this
fascinating specimen to the museum. While it is undoubtedly not a
hominid fossil, it is, nonetheless, yet another riveting example
of the great body of work you seem to accumulate here so
effortlessly. You should know that our Director has reserved a
special shelf in his own office for the display of the specimens
you have previously submitted to the Institution, and the entire
staff speculates daily on what you will happen upon next in your
digs at the site you have discovered in your back yard. We
eagerly anticipate your trip to our nation's capital that you
proposed in your last letter, and several of us are pressing the
Director to pay for it. We are particularly interested in hearing
you expand on your theories surrounding the "trans-positating
fillifitation of ferrous ions in a structural matrix" that makes
the excellent juvenile Tyrannosaurus rex femur you recently
discovered take on the deceptive appearance of a rusty 9-mm Sears
Craftsman automotive crescent wrench.

Yours in Science,

Harvey Rowe
Curator, Antiquities

The end of the road.

You know its not that bad. 15 years. Bill Cowher has been the face of the Steelers and he wore that face well. That giant chin jutting out at whoever needed to see the displeasure of Bill Cowher. Chuck Noll and Bill Cowher. I should feel sad, but I'm not. There are plenty of people that will hate on Cowher, but I can't. He gave us a Superbowl title, 8 division titles and we were in the playoffs all the time. That was a job well done. It will be hard to see him coaching another team, but someone will pay the big bucks, around 8 mil a year, and he will be coaching the Rams or the Cards, some team that wants to be. I guess the thing I will miss the most is the flying spit that would rocket from his mouth. Funny the things you will miss. Thanks Bill Cowher and good luck in whatever you decide to do. Now lets look to the future.

Monday, January 8, 2007

How can you pass this up?

If you have enough money, you apparently can buy your own country.
Country for sale - £65m

A country is up for sale to anyone who can stump up the £65 million asking price.

The Principality of Sealand is a self-proclaimed mini-state on a former Second World War fort, seven miles off Harwich, Essex.

It has its own passports, currency and stamps, reports the Daily Telegraph.

Sealand became an independent state after ''Prince" Roy Bates occupied it with his family in 1967.

The Royal Navy was sent to evict him but Bates saw them off with warning shots. A judge later ruled that, as Sealand lay outside the three-mile limit, it was outside government control.

Now the nation, which experienced a devastating fire last year, has been put up for sale through Spanish estate agents Inmonaranja.

Anyone who takes on a stake in Sealand, says the brochure, will "be able to share in and become part of the history of the most famous and oldest micro-nation in the world".

If I was rich, I'd buy it. Damn skippy.

Into the breech once again....

Why yes this is the 3rd incantation for me in this here blogosphere. Funny huh? Well I could explain it to you, but whats the fucking point right? Like you want to know. But still, what can you expect from these pages? More of the same? Probably not.

In my first trip in the ether, I wrote about my little and uneducated opinions of what was happening in this here world. I learned a lot with that. How to make a blog, the writing frequently, reading others blogs, etc etc. The second blog was ok, but I am more than a full time parent. So that wore out quick, although I will continue to write about fatherhood and family. Its a very large part of who I am. But first and foremost I am a man. See men are not good for much except for staring at shit. Thats what we do. How many times you came across 4 women standing around liiking at shit? Like never dude. Its always 3 to 5 guys just looking at something wondering. So I am going to stay true to the roots. Objective observation.