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One of the funniest things I have seen in a very long time. Just in case you thought all Jon Stewart could do is bash Bush.

Chicago Tribune:

“It’s kind of like Grandma’s recipe,” he observed. “A pinch of this, two shakes of that. You kind of know when it’s right.”

Update: Crap. The paper has moved the story into a firewalled archive, so I registered , stole the whole story, and you can read it below:

Joins Martin Sheen in publicly doubting 9/11 official story, slams Commission as “illegitimate”.

“No shaving or showering till Bush ‘fesses up”, swears the actor.

LAPD: “To avoid casualties, in a month we’ll have a policeman escorting him to warn citizens not to get too close”.

No response forthcoming from the BAU (Baffled Actors Union). “I am still baffled”, was the message from Martin Sheen.

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Wired:

Jhannet Sejas, 19, pleaded guilty last week in Arlington County General District Court to one misdemeanor count of filming a motion picture in a movie house owned by Regal Cinemas. The statute, like the 37 others nationwide sponsored by the motion picture industry, deems filmgoers guilty for filming a “portion” or a “portion thereof” of a movie.

I have no firm position on the legality or lack of same in videotaping movies in theatres. I do feel strongly, though, that naming a child “Jhannet” should result in a felony charge against her parents.

It reminds me of a woman I knew who was named Julia, one of the prettiest, I think, female names. Unfortunately her numerologist had convinced her that she needed to add a “U” and an “H” to it to make it “numerologically correct.” So, where do you add “uh” to “Julia”?

Julia-UH, that’s where.

Needless to say, the marriage was off.

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AFP:

The Iraqi port city of Basra, already prey to a nasty turf war between rival militia factions, has now been gripped by a new fear—a giant badger stalking the streets by night.

Local farmers have caught and killed several of the beasts, but this has done nothing to dispel rumours of a bear-like monster that eats humans and was allegedly released into the area by British forces to spread panic.

Good one, British forces. The old “giant badger” tactic. Used last in 1942 at the Second Battle of El Alamein, if I do recall.

Also, it allows me to use this link again. (I was so moved by the Live Earth concerts that I’m now recycling links, saving valuable electrons looking for new ones.)

Warning: Video, music.

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It has emerged that Keef Richards had a rather unique way of giving tribute to his father. He snorthed his father’s ashes mixed with cocaine. And Keef claims

My dad wouldn’t have cared.

You have to admit that is a rather cool way of giving respect to your departed relative. Everyone else is just a wannabe, Keef is the real rock & roll deal.

Oh dear, there is a wonderful puff piece on Prince Charles in the DT today. I suppose I should expect it after the good kicking he took in a recent Channel 4 documentary. My question is why bother defending the gormless twit that is the Queen’s son. Althought as a libertarian I probably shouldn’t be, I have always been a fan of QRII, she is such a formitable example of all that is best about Britain.

Alas, her son pretty much sums up all that is wrong. He seems to support every single leftie cause known to man whether prattling on about the enviroment while peddling the movements untruths or sucking up to Muslims. When faced with the spectacle such as the Spice Girls he just stands there like a gormless twit eschewing the dignity and grace of his mother. I hope the guy never makes it anywhere near the throne and his son gets it. After all the whole saga of that dire Princess Diana came about because the man didn’t have the stones to ask Camilla to marry him the first time around.

The “meddling” Prince should head off and be with his beloved as we surely have enough gormless aging boomers ready to jump on every cause no matter how daft.

So far as I know, I’m the first and only researcher to look into this topic; of such vital interest that I’m surprised it hasn’t attracted more attention. Or government grants. (Hint, hint.)

Specifically, what I am looking at is the intersection of the set “Craziest Rock Stars” with the set “Rock Stars Who Have Set Themselves On Fire.” Using “Michael Jackson” as a control I created a Venn diagram which illustrates the close—nay, incestuous—relationship of the two groups.

Clearly more study (and some government grants would be nice) of this phenomenon is required. Did I mention it has potential ties to Global Warming?

Hint, hint.

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A New Year’s reveler in South Queensferry, Scotland, participates in the Loony Dook plunge, an annual New Year’s Day event in which swimmers often wear fancy clothes in lieu of swimsuits.

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Via: the Flea.

That might explain why I enjoy it so much. Doing things that annoy fundies (of any ilk) is something I rather enjoy. I mean generally when they go into a tirade its most amusing. This bit of daft fundie news comes via Pagan Prattle.

Tell that to Buffalo who got 2 feet of snow last night; a record.

Certain think-tankers in the UK will weep when they hear that the Marihuana Policy Project is paying $60k a year to be a a state organiser in one of the 50 states. I have to say the task at hand isn’t necessarily easy.

Build a coalition of “grasstops” supporters local organizations, statewide organizations, and in-state opinion leaders who endorse the desired change in state law;
Identify grassroots supporters of marijuana policy reform and keep a database of such supporters;
Organize both grasstops and grassroots supporters to write op-eds and letters-to-the-editor, organize and attend demonstrations, distribute leaflets, write to lawmakers, and meet with lawmakers;
Generate favorable news coverage; and
Pass local bills and/or initiatives to demonstrate to state legislators that the public supports marijuana policy reform.

I have to say that if I were single I would be tempted to give it a go. Its certainly a job for someone who likes a challenge, especially in certain states, of course somewhere like New Hampshire or Alaska it would probably be a dodle. Great for the CV no doubt.

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Boris thinks the new Tory logo looks like a brocolli. I have been referring it to it as that in blog’s comments sections and here as such since I first saw it.

While I am not as keen on celebrity news as Celebrity News my ole’ mucker Flea; I do on occasion have a laugh at some celebrity’s expense. There is a cool new Celebrity News site that lets you follow the daft world of celebrity. Its a good source of news for my deadpool mates as well.

Has an IloveNY vanity plate on his car. Not what one would call clever methinks.

I was rather surprised to see the Halloween stuff already up in the supermarket to make parent’s lives hellish for the next few months. However it did start me thinking about Halloween Costumes should I be invited to an All Hallow’s Eve party this year (which inevitably I am). I normally wear my leather kilt and go for crazed viking look. Before the kilt I tended to drift towards the Medieval costume or the rocker look. As far as I can tell Pirate costumes. I would be shocked if the older party goers might not be inclined to go for Fantasy costumes or the really geeky will go for Star Wars ones.

I will probably stick with my sinister looking viking missing an eye look. Having the kilt and the long black hair does make this far easier to get ready for that some people’s costumes. The fact I have a dodgy left-eye means wearing an eye patch is not big deal either.

If you want to help her you can buy pixels in her virtual house and then read her humorous blog posts. Pixel Property for Sale in Kim’s House is a nifty idea. She is also running a contest where you can win a date with her or she will pay for one for you.

Project Get Rich sees a 29 year old blogger trying to get a 1mil by the time he hits 30. Want him to succeed or fail no matter. Why don’t you head over and take a look at his site. At least its more admirable than that bloke who was trying to make money so his girlfriend would do a threesome with him. Surely if she was really into it she would have done it for nothing?

Now there are some who rather liked Aussie Steve Irwin and his obnoxious over the top manner. I, for one, thought he was a bit of a prat; no more so when he played with his child a few away from a croc claiming he was “totally in control.” The irony of his death is that he died in a rare sting ray attack. Considering how obnoxious the bloke was I am not surprised some beastie killed him to get him out of their face. I never quite understood why winding up wild animals was seen as clever or brave. Its sad he leaves two children fatherless; but its not sad we won’t see more of him on our telly screens. I bet there are more than a few Australians who will be glad to see this back of the guy as he represented all those things that annoy people about Aussies abroad.

A Lex has discovered translations of the advice Putin gave to Cthulhu’s followers in his latest online chat. The guy kisses little children’s tummies and waxed poetic about Cthulhu.

You Are Batman

Billionaire playboy by day. Saving the world by night. And you’re not even a true superhero. Just someone with a lot of expensive toys!

Via: Dave J

Chavelocity for all your Chav travel needs.

Via: Wolfie

Well Victoria throws up after each meal…so I guess Becks has to follow and throw up after each goal.

The Sun is all in a lather about the fact that Big Brother Golden Ticket thing with Kit Kat was a bit of a fraud. The so-called “random” ticket produced a 43 year old stripper with huge fake boobs (34f for those keeping score). It is so bad the TV types are looking into it. Nestle has not even been clever up covering up the set-up.

This brings to mind the People’s Anthem Sham perpetrated by Virgin for their World Cup song.

I wonder if these companies think its clever to play into the British public existing level of cynicism. Why do they bother to have these “contests” when its so obviously fixed?

Our first podcast is live for you to enjoy. Slap this (http://homepage.mac.com/lagwolf/podcasts/DodgingReality1.xml) link into your iTunes and enjoy. We have a piece from one of the guys behind Friends of Micronesia, Tracy Twyman, Laurence, and of course a song anticipating the World Cup from Growing Old Disgracefully.

Update: If it sounded a bit one-sided when you listened I apologise. I somehow “lost” one channel when putting it together. It has been sorted so you now get it in full glorious sound.

Follow this link to be taken to our page in iTunes music store.

I’m Pjotro. I love music, I love dancing and I love engineering. Combining my passions I have created a suit that allows me to become music. On this site you can simulate this process to make your own song.

Enjoy!

I don’t know how much enjoyment you’ll get out of it, but Pjotro no doubt worked very very hard on this (and he loves music, dancing and engineering), so you are under some sort of karmic obligation, I think, to check it out.

The, uh, music doesn’t seem to change very much no matter what you do, but you will marvel at Pjotro’s massive command of dorky dance moves.

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