Code Red

What a poopy day. 60% greater ticket volume, possibly due to the release of some moron’s new worm, Code Red.

The perfect summer job.

These kids have the perfect summer job: they’re netting $4000 a week by selling items they’ve found while playing Diablo 2 online. That’s right, they’re selling imaginary items, software codes, for real cash via eBay. What I think is beautiful is that this is truly as close as you can get to real-life dungeon crawling. These kids slog through virtual dungeons, recover treasure, and sell it at the market, just like I did back in the AD&D days.

Phineas Gage

On the thirteenth of September, 1848, a explosive accident launched an inch-thick steel tamping rod through the head of Phineas P. Gage, foreman of blasting operations for the Rutland and Burlington Railroad. The shaft entering under the left cheekbone and exiting through the top of Gage’s skull. Gage survived, living for twelve more years, even though his personality was change to such an extent that his friends described him as “no longer Gage.”

Crazy People

Sometimes, I think ignorance really would be bliss. Sometimes I envy people that are so bat-bangin’ insane that they are free enough to do stuff like this guy: Leather Chaps Man. Here’s a man who’s so far into his own universe that he’s oblivious to the world around him — and in his universe, he’s one hot dude.

Cat mauling.

“It is not known why Daigle was giving his parrot a shower.”

What do you folks think? Does wackoloony stuff like this happen all the time, or are really weird articles such as this one actually encrypted messages posted by deep-secret hackers to communicate the account information of their wealthy targets?

Waps

I have a terrible fear of wasps. My patron saint is Friard, who summoned a cloud of wasps to attack his tormentors.