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URINE WHISKY, ROBBING A STORE FULL OF COPS, HUNTING GHOST TRAIN-KILLED BY REAL ONE, and BRAZIL’S FIRE TORNADO

Posted in Entertainment, Food, Humor, Life, News, Politics, Random, Uncategorized, video with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on August 29, 2010 by mclassen

Whisky: pissky

Gilpin Family Whisky’s newest line, Urine Whisky

Somehow I just can’t picture myself walking up to a bartender and saying “Give me a shot of Pissky.” If you’re a connoisseur of fine whisky, here’s an exciting new concoction you probably won’t be interested in…whisky made from the urine of diabetic patients. Whoever thought of this needs their meds tweaked. The creation of London-based designer James Gilpin, the biomedical tipple – named ‘Gilpin Family Whisky’  – is created using the high-sugar urine produced by elderly diabetes patients, including Gilpin’s own grandmother. Now that’s just twisted. Hey Gram fill’er up, we need more booze. That’s just creepy. Gilpin, who is himself diabetic, filters the urine using the same processes used to purify water, removing the sugars in the process, which are then used in the fermentation stages. Hmm, fermenting urine, now there’s a work environment I’ve been craving. Not surprisingly, Gilpin isn’t planning to market the pee whisky commercially, instead, it’s more of an art project. Is that kind of like writing your name in the snow? But if you really fancy sampling some of the stuff, Gilpin will be showing it off at the 100% Materials design event in London, England in September, complete with tasting opportunities. I think that might be one booth I’d put on my list to be sure to pass up.

Robbery and a Store Full of Cops, Bad Idea

Two men have been arrested for shoplifting in Oregon after they decided that an event which saw more than 60 uniformed police officers in their target shop was the ideal time to carry out their crime. This is a perfect example of the thought processes gone wrong. According to Oregon police, the men were intially deterred by the ‘Shop With a Cop’ event for school children, in which children were accompanied round the shop by uniformed officers, while canine police units patrolled the store and mounted police officers waited outside. For a moment reason sets in, a gimmer of intelligence starts to shine, but according to Sergeant Pete Simpson, the men then hit on the cunning masterstroke of going ahead with the robbery anyway, cleverly deciding that the police would be so distracted by the children that it was actually the ideal time for a theft. Yes folks, logic gone horribly wrong, another fine example of why some people shouldn’t reproduce. Simpson says security guards at the store on Wednesday watched the two young men packing their own backpacks with blenders, shoes, clothes and tools while around them officers helped children pick out supplies for the school year, demonstrating to those around how not to successfully rob a store. According to The Oregonian newspaper, the two were promptly arrested in a joint effort between security guards and a number of police officers, while a clown entertained the children with some balloons. I’d say two clowns just signed up to entertain the police for, oh probably six months to a year. “Common sense didn’t play into their decision-making today,” noted Sgt. Simpson.

Ghost Hunter Hunting Ghost Train Killed by Real Train

There’s nothing in life like a little irony. A ghost hunter in North Carolina was walking along the supposedly haunted train tracks on a 100-metre long trestle when an oncoming train struck and killed him. There’s also nothing like being somewhere you’re not suppossed to be. Twenty-nine-year-old Christopher Kaiser and a dozen other amateur ghost hunters were on the tracks early Friday morning hoping to have ghostly sightings of a train that derailed at the site 119 years ago. Instead a real train with three engines and one car turned the corner towards them. I wonder how long it took for them to figure out it was all real? Everyone except Kaiser were able to run away unscathed, reports the Columbia Daily Tribune in Missouri. Before being hit and falling 30 metres off the trestle and into the ravine below, Kaiser pushed a woman away from the train. She was airlifted to a hospital but her condition is unknown. AOL News says that most of the ghost hunters are out-of-towners and some fled the scene because they were trespassing on railroad property. Yes this didn’t turn out how we expected, let’s flee prosecution. On Aug. 27, 1891 a passenger train derailed off the trestle near Statesville, NC and sent 30 people to their deaths. Legend has it that every year on the crash’s anniversary, the sounds of screaming passengers could be heard on the bridge. Now it’s the sound of screaming ghost hunters. Let’s see if someone ghost hunts the ghost hunter hunting the ghost train.

Fire Tornado Outside of Sao Paulo, Brazil

The heat is on: The fire whirl rips across a field in Brazil

Below is raw footage, no sound, of a rare Fire Tornado that touched down in Brazil. It’s brief, but amazing.

CARLSBERG BEER EMPLOYEES RIGHT TO DRINK, FIRST CLASS THIEF, KENTUCKY FRIED CHICKEN BREADLESS SANDWICH, and MAN’S PENIS STOLEN BY POLICE

Posted in Culture, Entertainment, Food, Humor, Life, News, Politics, Random, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on April 9, 2010 by mclassen

 Carlsberg staff responded to a recent beer ban by going on strike

Carlsberg Beer Empoyees Strike for On-the-Job Beer Drinking

Beer, one of the few things worth fighting for. At least it appears that’s what employees at Carlsberg Beer in Copenhagen, Denmark, think. Almost 800 staff walked out, with 250 remaining on strike after the new rules came into force. No more beer except at lunch. Wow, no more drinking on the job. Jens Bekke, spokesman, said that drivers retained a right to three beers per day outside lunch hours and that warehouse employees claimed the same right. Did he say a right? Does that mean their worker’s union negotiated beer into their contracts? The warehouse guys too?  “Yesterday, beers were removed from all refrigerators. The only place you can get a beer in future is in the canteen, at lunch. Because of that, the warehouse staff went on strike yesterday, with other staff striking in sympathy,” he said. I suspect at this point a lot of these employees have alcohol problems. Can you say withdrawal? They went on strike cause they all went to the pub in need of  beer. He stated that Carlsberg shipments from Copenhagen would not occur on Thursday and that delays would occur in the rest of the country. On the upside, weaving beer trucks on the highway would be severly reduced. Carlsberg’s trucks are fitted with alcohol locks, preventing drivers from drunk-driving. As many beers as they were allowed they didn’t need the locks. I’m sure a couple of carry-ons would fix that.

Thief in the Mail

Now, I have to admit for once, this one is pretty clever. A thief in Poland pulled off a series of robberies by climbing into large parcels and mailed himself to businesses,  then climbing out and having his way with them at night. Not bad eh? It gets better. Stanislaw Muchy, 39, would then make his getaway by sealing both himself and the loot in another box addressed to his Warsaw home. Mailed in, shipped out. How creative is that? Well, there’s always a flaw in every plan. His “best laid plans” came to an end after he fell out with an accomplice, whose job it was to deliver him to courier firms. He contacted police and reported the scheme. Well it looks like your P.O. Box is about to be cancelled.
After being tipped off, police said: “We arranged a special delivery of our own.” I bet they did. The only special deliveries he’ll be making will be through the rear entrance.

The KFC Double Down Sandwich: Say 'no' to bread

KFC’s No Bread Sandwich

Now from our disgusting mass of goo department, here’s the next brilliant, and I use that term sarcastically, innovation in the fast food revolution. It’s the no bread sandwich. I have to wonder what brilliant think tank came up with this one? KFC’s bosses reasoned that burgers just don’t contain enough meat, so have released the Double Down Chicken Sandwich, which says “no to bread” replacing it with chicken that sandwiches bacon, cheese and the Colonel’s special sauce. That’s what reasoning will get ya. Like I said, “Mass of Goo.” You really don’t want to try this with clothes you want to keep. The KFC Double Down sandwich website says “this one-of-a-kind sandwich” features “two thick and juicy boneless white meat chicken filets (Original Recipe® or Grilled), two pieces of bacon, two melted slices of Monterey Jack and pepper jack cheese and Colonel’s Sauce.” Don’t you just love the company propaganda. Well, we can only hope this remains a one-of-a-kind sandwich. Can you see giving this to one of the kids? You better hope you have a Labrador to clean the car and the kid. The Double Down is set to launch in America on April 12. Hmm. I’m thinking Arbys.

Police Sieze Furniture Store Owner’s Penis

It appears a case of penis envy has led to penis siezure by a law enforcement agency in Britian. 46-year-old Jason Hadlow’s prized stone Indonesian penis carving was snatched by police after a member of the public complained about the $400, four-foot phallus, which was on display in his furniture store window. That’s what happens when you show your penis in public. He was told to pay an $150 fixed penalty notice, or face prosecution for causing “harassment, alarm and distress” and was told he can only have his penis back if he promises not to put it on display again. No more Indonesian penis flashing for you. Hadlow, who runs the store in North Yorkshire, has now started a Facebook campaign for the return of the phallus, which he has naturally called the “Free Willy” campaign. What else would it be? His experiences have not discouraged him though, he told the Northern Echo that he’s ordered over a hundred more of the phalluses: “I have got a container of them coming in four weeks, which contains a minimum of 150 of the willies.” Wow, the police are going to need a warehouse just to house their arrested penises. Sounds like this could develop into a fixation. Local police said they were within their rights to seize the penis, insisting that Hadlow was “committing an offense.” Cuff ’em Dann-o.

MONEY TO GO, DON’T TELL MOM, HAIRDRESSER LSD BLINDNESS CURE, and ROADKILL AND DRUNK SAMARITAN

Posted in Animals, Entertainment, Food, Humor, Life, News, Politics, Random, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on March 26, 2010 by mclassen

 

Robbers called bank for money to go

Robbers Call Bank for Money to Go

Welcome to another moment of I couldn’t get it right if I tried. In Fairfield, Conn.  Police say they had ample warning of a bank robbery because the two suspects called the bank ahead of time and told an employee to get a bag of money ready. I suppose they wanted them to shove it out through the drive-up window too. Police arrested 27-year-old Albert Bailey and an unidentified 16-year-old boy on robbery and threatening charges Tuesday afternoon at a People’s United Bank branch in Fairfield. I’m just imagining how this conversation must have gone: “Hello, May I help you?” “Yes, we’ll be by in just  a few minutes and my partner and I are going to pob your bank. Could you be so kind as to have the money ready when we arrive.” “Why sir that won’t be a problem at all. We’re looking forward to doing business with you.” Sgt. James Perez says the two Bridgeport residents showed up about 10 minutes after making the call and were met by police in the parking lot. There’s nothing like crooks phoning in their own tip. Perez told the Connecticut Post the suspects were “not too bright.” Well, it goes to show you that making reservations is good for some things, bank robbery, not so good. Lesson learned? You need to actually have an IQ to be a thief.

Give Me All of Your Money and Don’t tell My Mom.

In this little story more ineptitude abounds. A teen robber asked a clerk not to “tell my mom” what he’d done before fleeing from the scene of his attempted hold-up in a Salt Lake City store. I have to admit, after that, the first thing I would do is call his mom. If he’s more afraid of her than the cops. that’s saying something about mom. Police said the teenager went into a convenience store early last Saturday morning and approached the counter with numerous items. So far so good. As the clerk put his supposed purchases through the till, the would-be thief tried to sneak behind him and hold a knife to his neck. A knife? If you’re going to enter a life of crime, you need real weapons. But the quick-thinking clerk spun around with his hands up and hit the teenager in the face, knocking him to the floor. I’m betting this kid was a computer geek that ran out of munchies playing World of Warcraft and thought the magic knife he got from the Dwarven master would hold its own in the real world. Wrong. Just before he took off, the teen asked his victim not to call the police and added: “Don’t tell my mom.” That really worked. Now its all over the internet and everyone knows. I hope your mom takes your WOW account away from you.

Shaman Tells Blind Man LSD Laced Gherkins Are Cure

We’re just full of them today. A “mystic” has been jailed for eight months after claiming he could cure a blind man by feeding him gherkins laced with LSD. How do you convince someone of that? “Eat this pickle man, it’s magic. It’ll cure what ails you.” Jobless hairdresser Patrick Baecker, 35, posed as a mystic healer and told Axel Pfeffer he would make him see for £20,000. (approx 40,000 USD) Apparently it didn’t work. Imagine that. The court in Fehmarn, Germany, heard how the former motorcyclist had tried everything to restore his sight after losing it in a crash. Yes lawyers are good at putting that poor poor pitiful me spin on things. Quick reality check, dude you paid a lot of money to a hairdresser who told you he’d cure you with a pickle. I bet they weren’t even brand name pickles. Baecker fed him pickles laced with powerful mind-bending hallucinogenic drugs to induce visions. You’ll see alright, but we didn’t guarantee what. “You are a hairdresser, not a shaman,” Judge Markus Faerber told Baecker in court. He’s also not a very good con man. Jail time for you.

Drunk Man Tries to Revive Opossum

We now round out our collection of screw-ups and yo-yos with this tasty tidbit. Police say they charged a Pennsylvania man with public drunkenness after he was seen trying to resuscitate a dead opossum along a highway. I wonder if the opossum is playing ‘possum? Now the other question… CPR or Mouth to Mouth? State police in Punxsutawney say several witnesses saw 55-year-old Donald Wolfe, of Brookville, near the animal Thursday afternoon. Hey, isn’t that the place where they have the official groundhog for Groundhog’s Day? Isn’t his name Phil? Maybe the guy thought he was saving Phil’s life, a hero of the community and all that. No, I’m not buying it either. Police arrested him along the highway, Route 36, in Oliver Township, about 65 miles northeast of Pittsburgh. A state police news release did not specify how Wolfe was allegedly trying to revive the roadkill. And we thank them for that. That may have just been too much information.

 

KOREAN MAN MARRIES HIS PILLOW, MONOPOLY MONEY DRUG DEAL, and BREAST MILK CHEESE

Posted in Culture, Food, Humor, Life, Love, News, Random, Technology, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on March 11, 2010 by mclassen

Lee Jin-gyu pillow wedding

Korean Pillow Wedding

Some guys are just really hard up. Love can take many forms.  A Korean man has fallen in love with and married, a large pillow with a picture of a woman on it. I don’t even want to have to picture the honeymoon. Lee Jin-gyu fell for his ‘dakimakura’ – a kind of large, huggable pillow from Japan which has an image of Fate Testarossa, from the ‘magical girl’ anime series Mahou Shoujo Lyrical Nanoha. Talk about not getting out of the house. A little pillow talk anyone? Recently he wed the pillow in a special ceremony, after fitting it out with a wedding dress for the service in front of a local priest. I would have loved to see the look on the priest’s face when Lee approached him with this one. “I want to marry my pillow and I would like you to perform the service.” Personally, I think I might have put in a call to the local shrink.  “He is completely obsessed with this pillow and takes it everywhere,” said one friend. I suppose that would make for a cheap date and you don’t have to worry if you’re going to get turned down about spending the night.  “They go out to the park or the funfair where it will go on all the rides with him. Then when he goes out to eat he takes it with him and it gets its own seat and its own meal,” other friends commented. He has friends? I might be inclined to keep him at a distance… of several miles.

Don’t Buy Drugs with Money Printed  by Parker Brothers

A Kansas man told police officers that he had been beaten and left with a head wound after he tried to buy drugs using Monopoly money. Right from the start that just sounds like a brilliant idea. If they would have killed him this would have been a Darwin Award. The unidentified 33-year-old was pulled over in a traffic stop in Wichita, Kansas last Thursday, and was found to be bleeding from the head. He told officers he had attempted to buy several hundred dollars worth of crack cocaine using money from the popular Parker Brothers Monopoly game. This guy just reeks with stupidity. No wonder they beat him. He uses fake money and tells the cops. To even think this would work proves the guy had to be on drugs. Police spokesman Gordon Bassham said: “The man from whom he had bought the drugs was upset and invited him over to his house and upon arrival struck him in the head several times with a handgun and other people jumped into the fray.”  The man’s injuries were not serious, and he has now stopped cooperating with the police’s investigation. Authorities are still searching for his assailants. I bet they’re not searching for them over the assault though.

This isn't just any cheese... it's breast milk cheese.

Breast Milk Cheese

OK, when my wife gave birth and was lactating, I did not think “Wow maybe we can make cheese out of this.” Silly me. Daniel Angerer, head chef at Klee Brasserie in New York, has created breast milk cheese for experimental customers from his wife’s excess breast milk. I guess I missed the boat on that one.  After giving birth to their daughter, his wife produced so much breast milk the pair began to freeze the excess. This led to Daniel beginning to wonder if he could use the ingredient in his culinary creations. I thought there were health laws against these kinds of things. Are his wife’s boobs FDA approved? He took his concept to his kitchen, and has since created the special breast milk cheese. Matured for a fortnight, Daniel describes the taste as “Just like really sweet cow’s milk. It wasn’t like, ‘Hey, this is such an amazing cheese.’ It’s just like, ‘Can you use human milk? Yes, you absolutely can!'” I have to admit, that’s not much of an endorsement.  Any customer at Daniel’s restaurant can order his breast milk cheese, obviously for a limited time only. Better hurry, he might soon run out of his mediocre tasting cheese. I’ll stick with cheddar.

CANADIAN WOMEN’S HOCKEY TEAM BEER AND CIGARS, CHICKEN WING BANDITS, and ZOMBIES WIN APPEAL CASE

Posted in celebrities, Culture, Entertainment, Food, Humor, Life, News, Politics, Random, Sports, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , , , , , on February 26, 2010 by mclassen

Party at the Olympics

If you’ve been living in a box and haven’t heard the women’s Canadian Hockey Team won a gold medal. Congrats, I say. But what? Some party poopers didn’t like the fact that the victorious ice babes celebrated winning one for the “Home Team” with beer and cigars.  The International Olympic Committee will investigate the actions of Canadian women’s hockey players who celebrated their gold medal victory Thursday night by swigging beer and smoking cigars on the ice in Vancouver. A number of players, including 18-year-old superstar Marie-Philip Poulin, were drinking alcohol on the ice following the team’s 2-0 defeat of the United States. Hmmm, let’s see the single greatest moment in your life and you have a couple of beers, I’m thinking the IOC should be happy they weren’t driving. (The legal drinking age in British Columbia is 19.) Players lingered for more than 70 minutes after the awards ceremony reveling in the arena. Gilbert Felli,  the IOC’s executive director of the Olympic Games who has his panties in a bunch over this, said that drinking in public was “not what we want to see” from athletes at an Olympic venue. Ah, that’s the problem, someone saw them, hippocrittical jerk. In other words, if they would have done it somewhere they weren’t seen by the media, it was alright. Steve Keough, a spokesman for the Canadian Olympic Committee, told the Associated Press, “We condone celebrations. … We don’t condone actions of irresponsibility. I think Canadians understand it’s quite an emotional moment for our team. It was not our intention to go against any IOC protocols.” I didn’t see any of the team’s parents out there trying to jerk them off the ice saying “Naughty, naughty.” Actually if they would have been one of my kids, I’d have brought the beer. Congrats ladies, we’ll be seeing you at the Zamboni races.

Beware of Bandits with the Munchies

Police in Columbus, Georgia are searching for a pair of hungry bandits who stole an order of chicken wings from a pizza delivery driver. Now you know times are really tough. Columbus Police say the 19-year-old Domino’s driver was approached outside a home Tuesday night by two men who asked for money. One of the men pointed a chrome pistol. No wonder they needed money, designer handgun maybe? Police say one of the men then said, “give me the wings.” Put your hands up and step away from the chicken wings. They fled the scene with the $36 order. So what do you do, shadow a delivery guy until he hits his destination and then rob him during delivery. I can see this showing up in some teen movie somewhere.

A US court has ruled that 'Zombies have free speech rights'

Court Rules Zombies have Freedown of Speech

If you’re a zombie fan, I know I am, you’re going to love this. A court rules that horror-movie style zombies have the right to free speech after a group of protesters dressed as zombies were arrested by Minnesota police. Do Zombies actually talk? I guess it depends on which movie you watch. A court has allowed a group of protesters dressed as zombies to continue with a lawsuit against police who arrested them for disorderly conduct. Were they eating anyone? The appeals court overturned a previous finding that the group had correctly been arrested over a 2006 protest in a shopping center. I’m impressed this made it to an appeals court. Their lawyer was obviously NOT a zombie.  The group had been wearing makeup designed to make them look like extras in a horror flick, with white faces, fake blood and black circles round their eyes. They then proceeded to stagger round the shops, urging consumers to “get your brains here”. Must be the brains they were selling was those of local law enforcement. They also carried audio equipment, which police described as “simulated weapons of mass destruction”, even though they were mobile phones. Apparently police got their intel from the same people George Bush did. The appeals court ruled that the police had no reason to imprison the protesters simply for “dressing as zombies, and walking erratically in downtown Minneapolis.” It seems to me that describes a lot of people in Minneapolis.

OHIO IGLOO WITH SURROUND SOUND, NATIONAL ENQUIRER PULITZER, and NINJA RESTAURANT – TAIWAN,

Posted in Art, Culture, Entertainment, Food, Humor, Life, News, Random, Sports, Uncategorized, video with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , on February 19, 2010 by mclassen

Jimmy Grey igloo

Jimmy Grey’s Party Igloo

With all of the snow falling this year, Ohio resident Jimmy Grey decided to do something with it other than shovelling. It’s an awesome idea. The unemployed man from Ohio has built himself an ‘extreme igloo’ in his yard, a four-room monster that even has an entertainment room with cable TV and surround sound. I can’t imagine what his kid’s snow fort must look like. His four-room creation has 6-foot ceilings and an entertainment room. He powers the TV with an extension cord plugged into an outlet in the garage. He also ran wires for cable television with surround-sound stereo, enabling him and his friends to watch the Superbowl in his icy mansion. Party at Jimmy’s house. Grey told The Plain Dealer newspaper that candles help to add ambiance for night time get-togethers with friends, and the freezing temperatures mean that the beer is always chilled. This dude has serious priorities. I can’t wait to see the sparks fly from all those electronics when the snow starts to melt.

Pulitzer for the National Enquirer?

It’s official, the National Enquirer has applied for a Pulitzer Prize. America’s largest gossip rag is actually trying to legitimize itself by stepping into the the Pulitzer arena. The application is based on their story of exposing John Edwards and is unsavory affair with Rielle Hunter. This is probably the only thing the Enquirer has ever done that remotely smacks of real journalism. And of course they expect a prize for it. And  not just any prize, THE prize. Where do these guys get off thinking they finally do one little bit of reporting and they should get the prize that most journalists and real news agencies strive for every day in every piece. The Pulitzer is for excellence in writing. If the  National Enquirer wins this, it is my hope there has been a new catagory created for excellence in Bullshit. 

Ninjas For Dinner.

Alright let’s go eat where we can be randomly attacked. Ninja patrons see waitresses wield swords and flare flames at diners, who have to get past a moat before sitting at their table in the dimly lit dining hall. The same customers are also encouraged to take photos with the warrior-like waitresses, who dress in black or red to look like ninjas in keeping with the theme of a dark but lively restaurant that opened last month in Taiwan’s capital. “The ninja is mysterious,” said Ou Chia-wei, owner of the restaurant simply named Ninja, explaining why he chose that theme for the Japanese-style restaurant. “On that premise, we can do magic tricks and light up the food.” Waitresses working the barely lit dining room floor burn specialty menus, which vanish without a trace of ash, and send flames snaking across tables as customers watch. A moat and screen of cascading water just past the front entrance make customers wait a few minutes until the drawbridge goes up, leading to a dark stairwell toward the dining hall. There are professional magic shows, as well as cabarets, for those who walk in at the right times. Now that’s entertainment. “The owner had already liked ninjas and figured that would be a pretty obvious, visual theme for the restaurant,” said restaurant sales manager Hsiao Dai. Ninja competes with restaurants that specialize in airliner, dinosaur and toilet decor in a city teeming with theme diners. Ok I have to ask, who was the idiot that thought up a toilet themed restaurant? Video of Ninja at the link below.

Video of Taiwan’s Ninja Restaurant

BRETT FAVRE COMEBACK, POLICE CAR FULL OF COCAINE, BUSTED SUBWAY STRIPPER, DRINKING AND STEALING, AND NEW ORLEANS ROLLER BULL

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BRETT FAVRE COMEBACK? 

I couldn’t let this go by without making comment. I’m a lifelong Packer fan, but I’m also a Packer fan, then from time to time, I’m a Packer fan, and did I mention, I’m a Packer fan. Like everyone, I was surprised and a bit saddened when the day came that Brett decided to hang up his cleats. I went through the mourning and then got used to the idea that there would be a young and quite promising replacement waiting in the wings in the form of Aaron Rodgers. OK, now comes the announcement that Favre, arguably the greatest quarterback to grace the field wants to return and not retire. This puts all of us fans on an emotional roller coaster. I’d love to see Favre play some more, but this certainly isn’t fair to the kid that has been patiently waiting for his opportunity to shine. Aaron Rodgers proved last year when he stepped in for Favre in Dallas that he has excellent potential. He was told that it is his team now and the Packer organization is standing by that decision. One major problem. The Green Bay Packers are owned by the fans. Through the chaos of speculation and rumors over the weekend one thing remains clear, the decision as to whether Favre comes back to Green Bay may not be up to current management. Amidst protests at Lambeau Field, a call for an emergency stockholders meeting is being called. The stockholders being several thousand rabid Green Bay fans, no small number of which wouldn’t mind seeing Favre play out the remaining two years of his contract. Certainly his performance last year proved he’s still got Superbowl potential and is a long way from being washed up. Hence the big dilemma. Do you take back the known commodity or move forward into the unknown with possibly another Superbowl trophy hanging as the result? The Packer’s management has a no win situation on their hands, if they proceed with out Favre and have a crap season, Ted Thompson the General Manager will take a lot of heat. If Favre comes back and happens to crash and burn, same result. But what if that second Superbowl ring is in the cards for Favre and he goes somewhere else and gets it. Ted Thompson would have to move to Siberia. Packer fans would riot. Maybe, the only solution IS to let the fans choose. That way they only have themselves to blame and maybe that’s for the best all the way around.

POLICE DRUG CAR FULL OF DRUGS

 Apparently police didn’t search a car well enough before they decided to use it for themselves. In Dallas, Texas, a car that had been siezed from drug dealers was put into operation for their own undercover narcotics officers. While a police officer was cleaning the 2004 Black Infinity, he discovered some hidden compartments…with 50 pounds of Cocaine. We’re talking a serious stash here. The drug cache hadn’t been previously discovered and the police had been driving around with it for two months without their knowledge. It appears their initial search of the car wasn’t all that thorough. Now they’re trying to figure out who originally owned the car. Seems if they impounded it on a drug siezure, they might have some kind of record. I’m thinking they weren’t too on top of things on this one.

SUBWAY STRIPPER BUSTED

In an effort to protest Chile’s penchant for prudishness, a local stripper took her act onto the neighborhood subway system. Apparently the performance wasn’t appreciated by the authroities who finally caught her during one of her impromptu performances. Personally I’m always up for a little entertainment during a long boring ride. Heck I would have been riding around just hoping to catch her act. Monserrat Morilles, 26, surprised subway riders all week stripping to skimpy underwear, but she refused tips. Who ever heard of a stripper that refused tips. She apparently used the subway poles for her act. She had been elusive all week, getting on quickly and then getting off just as fast so that she would avoid being busted. Monserrat’s luck ran out. “This is just a beginning. We are starting an idea here that will grow and be developed further,” she told Reuters as police and subway guards surrounded her. I never knew stripping could be political activism. We should use that concept in this country. Chilean media dubbed her “La Diosa del Metro” or Subway Goddess. She called her performances “happy minutes.” Yes I can see having “Happy Minutes.” More “Happy Minutes.” “Chile is still a pretty timid country,” said her manager Gustavo Pradenas. “People aren’t very extroverted and we want to take aim at that and make Chile a happier country.” Yes, happy, happy, happy, let’s all be happy.

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 DON’T DRINK AND STEAL

Probably one of the worst things you can do before committing a crime is get loaded. Spending a few hours building up some false courage before a quick B&E is just bad planning. John Michale Baker of Winnsboro, Texas did just that and everything one going alright, at first. The lady of the house saw him going inside and called her husband, who hurried home to deal with the thief. In the meantime of course the police were notified. Baker was just making his getaway when he arrived. The husband recognized Baker and wandered over to chat with him and Baker apparently a friendly drunk obliged talking with the husband right up until when the police arrived. Moral: If you’re gonna steal, steal don’t talk.

RUNNING WITH BULL, NEW ORLEANS?

Now this is a sport I can get behind…or in front of as the case may be. As usual New Orleans has come up with a twist on an old custom and this one has less patients in the hospital. Picture it. Hundreds of men, women and children, most in white with red scarves around their waists and red bandannas around their necks, gathered outside a French Quarter bar, I can see where the bar is real important in this one, Saturday morning to be chased down Bourbon Street by members of New Orleans’ roller derby league. Got that, Roller Babes. “Roller skates and a stampede through the Quarter — what could possibly go wrong?” said accountant Jason Medonia. Oh I don’t know, those roller girls can be pretty rough when they want to. 33 roller girls in horned helmets from teams with names like Confederacy of Punches and Crescent Wenches, took off to pursue the runners and strike them resoundly with plastic baseball bats. Oh, baby hit me hurt me. And guess what, Elvis too. Behind them putted Elvis impersonators on motorized scooters. Now what can be more complete than that. OK, maybe a jazz band, but hey, they’re not that hard to find. Sounds like a cool hot time in the Louisiana summer, bull, booze, and babes, everything we’ve come to expect from New Orleans.  

A member of the Big Easy Rollergirls roller derby league swings ...