Entries for week beginning January 10, 2010
➠ January 16, 2010
Scots 'drink 46 bottles of vodka'
“People in Scotland drank 25% more alcohol per head of population than individuals in England and Wales.”
Is it wrong that I read this and felt a sense of nationalistic pride?
Still at large: Nikica, 2-ton hippo that escaped from private zoo in Montenegro
I have a new goal in life: Live in a town where a hippo just wanders the streets.
“We Honor Master Charge”
I love this sign hanging-by-a-thread at an auto repair shop on Ocean Ave, given that "Master Charge" was renamed Mastercard over 30 years ago.
Indie Relief
A group of independent software companies are banding together on Wednesday to donate all revenues for the day to Haiti relief efforts.
➠ January 15, 2010
Lost guitar???
Given all the question marks, I'm kind of puzzled as to what this sign is for. "Have you lost a guitar?" "Have you found a lost guitar?" "Will a guitar somehow feature in the plot of the upcoming season of Lost?"
BBC News - Music file-sharer 'Oink' cleared of fraud
Hurrah! The founder of OiNK’s Pink Palace found not-guilty of fraud. So in summary, by getting OiNK shut down, the music industry have achieved: Pissing off a large community of music lovers and no conviction. Good work fellas!
➠ January 14, 2010
➠ January 13, 2010
Gordon - An open source Flash runtime written in pure JavaScript with SVG
Holy shit! SWFs rendered without a plugin. Obviously, this has limited use at the moment, but there’s some great potential for allowing Flash devs to make animations that run on iPhones’ web browsers.
➠ January 12, 2010
What actually gets taught on a homeopathy course
Notes and slides from a BSc degree course in homeopathy that was taught at a British university. Hey kids! Let’s “remedy” cancer!
➠ January 11, 2010
Waffleizer
The definitive documentation of “Recipes that can be made in a waffle iron, that AREN’T waffles”
➠ January 10, 2010
Bacon has a bone
Now that Bacon is the lone hound of the household, he's back to his old tricks.
Given a tasty rawhide bone, he spends most of his time walking around the house, tail wagging, looking for a place to hide it. Said hiding usually involves burying it in the pile of laundry, or under some of the clutter in our living room.
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