An armada of small, faded yellow toy ducks is expected to make landfall in Britain within weeks at the end of an epic 11-year voyage from the Pacific Ocean.
[Reuters, via CNN]
One busy Friday night, I encountered a diminutive young lad who will forever be known as Chicken Boy. He had ingested enough speed to keep a platoon of Marines awake and killing for a month. He'd lost the ability to blink and kept bumblefucking out into traffic, his head pecking back and forth. I was about to handcuff him to a tree to keep him from dancing in front of a bus. Most troubling, however, were the beeping and clucking noises emitting from his closed mouth, like the sound effects of an android chicken: Brrdt. Coo. Coo. Brrdt. Chp. Chp. Coo. He locked himself in one of the Porta-Pottis outside the club. Five minutes passed, filled with steady mechanical poultry chirps emanating from the vents in the green plastic shithouse, before his friend asked, "Hey, are you OK in there?"
[The San Francisco Bay Guardian]
Experimenting here with a way to present stereo images on the screen by simply putting the right and left images in an animated .gif.
A 42-year-old Braintree woman gave birth to a baby boy while standing on an inbound Red Line train yesterday morning, refusing help from stunned passengers who heard her moan and seconds later looked down to find her baby on the floor.
With the JFK-UMass stop still three minutes away, passengers, some of whom vomited in the wake of the bloody birth, inundated State Police with cell phone calls.
At one point, Judge took some nearby newspapers and placed them on the floor to soak up the blood. Some witnesses heard Judge apologize for the mess.
Charlatans UK frontman Tim Burgess is presently laboring on his first solo album and has announced some very diverse and commercially appealing artists to assist him, perhaps revealing an inner urge to fulfill his lifelong dream of appearing on TRL. According to New Musical Express, Burgess has hired out no less than P. Diddy, Li'l Kim, J-Lo, Snoop Dogg, and Beck for the effort. What, no Matrix? What's the dilly-o?
If you make people think they’re thinking, they’ll love you; but if you
really make them think they’ll hate you.