I’m linking to the HouChron and not the WP because the HouChron story contains an illustration of the daggers and the book. (“Chapter 2: Ninja Equipment”?)
Or, as we in the civilized world call it, “six inches”. About the length of a ballpoint pen.
I’m linking to the HouChron and not the WP because the HouChron story contains an illustration of the daggers and the book. (“Chapter 2: Ninja Equipment”?)
Or, as we in the civilized world call it, “six inches”. About the length of a ballpoint pen.
I went over to ask a cow orker a question, and he had this up on his monitor. And I said “What?!”
List of animals with fraudulent diplomas.
So it isn’t quite “A Short, Incomplete, and Somewhat Random List of People Who Have Had Their Heads Impaled on a Spike on London Bridge“, but still fun.
(By way of Balko, who calls this “The most vile thing you’ll read today.” It is still early, but we feel that we’re going to have a hard time arguing with that.)
(And by the way, the whole “trains ran on time” thing? Not so much.)
This is why I only use single-malt scotch in my Neti pot. (Mixing it with Mountain Dew is optional.)
(I really liked The Eiger Sanction when I was a kid, mostly for the mountain climbing. I was a little young to get the more subtle jokes, like the character named Yurasis Dragon.)
(And I’m more than a little surprised that there’s been no FARK link yet.)
We have previously covered the grand jury investigation into the Harris County DA’s Office. We have not posted on this in a while, mostly because up until the past few days, there was not much going on.
The latest development is that prosecutor Rachel Palmer was summoned to appear before the grand jury and refused to answer questions.
This Lisa Falkenberg column contains a good summary of the most recent developments. And The Hon. Murray Newman is still all over this as well.
Our first thought was “Dead rats? Not dead gophers?”
Our second thought was, “Is the gopher even indigenous to Massachusetts?”
So. Many. Jokes. So. Little. Time.
Edited to add: You know, I think I’m going to crowdsource this. Can you, my faithful and cheerful readers, come up with appropriate lyrics for TSA Christmas Carols? Leave them in comments. Just to make this fun, best lyrics submitted before December 31st (as determined by a committee consisting of myself, Lawrence, and Mike the Musicologist, pending the agreement of the latter two) wins a crappy prize, probably something I have duplicates of.
Edited to add 2: It doesn’t have to be set to “The 12 Days Of Christmas”, by the way. You can use any Christmas tune, up to and including “Fairytale of New York“. But unless you think we’ll immediately recognize the tune from your lyrics, please do make a note of it in the comments.
Oh, look! TMQ got us a Christmas present. To quote John Gruber (who is actually quoting Norm MacDonald): “Happy birthday, Jesus. Hope you like crap.”
After the jump, what we’ve been dreading all year…
Remember Randy Adams?
Sure you do. Randy “Hire me to be police chief of Bell and approve my disability retirement at the same time” Adams. Yeah, that one.
It seems that the judge in the case of the “Bell 8” is wondering why Mr. Adams is not on trial.
The DA’s answer to that question is: we didn’t have enough evidence for an indictment. However, the city’s dealings with Adams are part of the charges against Robert “Ratso” Rizzo and Angela Spaccia. Not that there’s anything wrong with the DA picking the cases he feels like he can get indictments on. Just interesting that the judge is asking questions.
Kim Jong Il, for the record.
All of the obvious jokes have been made (“Kim Jong Il downgraded to Kim Jong Dead.”) and I’m leaving the geopolitics to other, more knowledgeable people.
I sent an earlier version of this story to my great and good friend Weer’d Beard for his “Gun” Death files, but something in today’s NYT coverage moves me to post.
But there was no way Ms. Gillespie, 73, could have been prepared for what happened.
No, actually, there was a way that Ms. Gillespie could have been prepared for what happened, but the city of New York denied her the tools she would have needed for effective self-defense against Jerome Isaac.
(Fair question: would the muzzle flash from, say, a KelTec .380 have ignited the fumes? Not sure, and I suspect it depends a lot on what type of fuel he was using. The NYT describes him as “reeking of gasoline”, but I’m not sure if that’s an accurate description or a colloquialism. In any case, I like Ms. Gillespie’s chances with a gun much better than the no chance she had without one.)
Noted just about everywhere, but I still feel compelled to mention the death of Vaclav Havel.
Stealing a FARK trope, this obit is useless without pictures.
Edited to add: In addition to blogging extensively on the subject, Lawrence was kind enough to send us a link to a purported photo of Mrs. Havel the Second in her role. Today being Sunday, we have not checked this out except to the extent that it appears to be a NSFW photo.
Sorry, folks. I’ve been out of sorts for a couple of days now and the tank is low.
I don’t have much to add to the Hitchens parade except that I really liked Why Orwell Matters: here’s a link to an interview from The Atlantic with Hitchens talking about that book.
The NYT has an article up about the new Texas cockfighting laws:
“people who breed fighting birds”? Uh, they’re roosters. Is there a visible difference between regular roosters and cockfighting birds? Other than maybe the plumage? (Obligatory: “Remarkable bird, the Norwegian Blue, idn’it, ay? Beautiful plumage!”)
“own cockfighting paraphernalia with the intent to use it” So how is law enforcement supposed to determine “intent”? And what constitutes “paraphernalia”?
I’m not a big fan of cockfighting (though I am a big fan of Cockfighter) but I swear, the way some people act is going to drive me to subscribe to “The Gamecock” and “Feathered Warrior” (the latter may have stopped publishing, but I can’t tell for sure). I wonder if those constitute “paraphernalia”.
I’ve also been withholding comment on the Dakota Meyer situation. Frankly, I don’t know what to make of it, and I’m not comfortable passing judgement either on the man or on the award. I do feel compelled to make note of the controversy, though.
I also want to point to this piece by Dustin Curtis: “Fly The Airplane”. Don’t have much to add to that, either, because Curtis is saying something I’ve been known to say. A lot.
(And The Checklist Manifesto was one of the best books I read this year, though I think the hardcover came out in 2010.)