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
Below is raw footage, no sound, of a rare Fire Tornado that touched down in Brazil. It’s brief, but amazing.
BRETT FAVRE COMEBACK, POLICE CAR FULL OF COCAINE, BUSTED SUBWAY STRIPPER, DRINKING AND STEALING, AND NEW ORLEANS ROLLER BULL
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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.
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.
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