Professional Pea Shooters

Who would have known that there was a pea shooting competition? Who would have though that in this competition there would be folks that take it seriously enough to add laser sights to their shooters? Who would have thought that the eventual winner just used a straw?

Smart cars are getting thrown into Dutch canals as pranks!

This makes me sick! Don't take the shots! Just read this! Swine flu is fake. Or not, if it gets worse.

Students build car that charges in 10 minutes... but...

Chicago and Bayview Yacht Races

Now that it is Tuesday, July 28th this season's yacht races are drawing to a close. There seemed to be a fairly large turnout as far as boats are concerned and although the weather has not cooperated 100%, the jovial crowds don't seem to mind. As long as the music is good, the liquor flows, and the ladies are wild, the
sailors don't seem to mind.

Aww!!! Really???

A few summers ago, while enjoying a summer working on Mackinac, I somehow took to noticing pregnant ladies walking, riding, and generally having fun. This awareness that I was experiencing became so obnoxious to me that I did the only thing within my power to quash this observation. I began to make a game of purposefully noticing and then counting this women. I even got a few more people to participate!
Some days it was one. Others it was five. One day I saw two ladies that I'm sure were sisters if not twins, both of whom looked to be about to pop or were carrying twins themselves! That was a banner day.
This summer, now four or five years later, I have unintentionally began to notice something not quite as pleasant as expectant mothers. No- this summer it is formerly expectant mothers who have decided to change their children in inappropriate locations.
Now, I realize that you have to do what you have to do, but at a patio table next to me on the Ice House lawn is not an acceptable place to wipe your child's ass. Outside of Professor Harry's windows blocking half of the Star Line ramp is not cool. A picnic table on Windermere Point is no place to deal with diapers.
I now have more appreciation for those Koala things in rest stops. Bathroom floors are gross, but couldn't one bring a tarp to lay on the floor. After all, your double-wide stroller still has some storage room left.
Thankfully there has been a lull in these particular sightings.

Playing Scrabble With Bjork...

At work, while contemplating the unlikely and possible surreal experience of playing Scrabble with Bjork, it occurred to me that the letter tiles would be different to accommodate the Icelandic alphabet. Now on that vein, what differences are there in the quantity of letter tiles between the Icelandic and English versions?

What would one serve when hosting a Scrabble match to which Bjork has been invited? Cheese and crackers? Fresca? Gold Fish?

Prison artwork that can be used for escape.

Who Pooped? Fun from the zoo!

Transitional Blue Blood. I guess this is a comic or art or something, interesting none the less.

Photos of life in Portland Maine.

A description of "no flash" photography using infra-red light.

Stupid headline from back home.

The Spirit Of Jazz

He'll be inside ya, wearing you like a glove...