Event Fanatics

"On January 20th, 1980, after walking around at the Super Bowl in Pasadena in a fur bikini bottom, Rollen Stewart went back to his hotel room, turned on the television and saw born-again Christian preacher, Dr. Charles Taylor, on Today in Bible Prophecy."

http://therainbowman.blogspot.com/

This guy went to the superbowl (any televised spectacle) in a rainbow Afro wig and helds a sign that said "John 3:16". Then he held a hotel maid hostage while demanding a global press conference and went to jail.

 

 

 Then there is the Devil of the Tour de France: Didi Senft

 

 

 

He chases riders with a pitchfork and rides the world’s largest bicycle. Most of the riders like him to do this.

 

Then there are your run-of-the-mill face painters

All the books that Penguin can print ….

WSJ.com – Real Time

And to think I used to lust after a complete set of the Oxford English Dictionary — the WSJ’s Real Time column talks about Penguin’s Complete Collection — 1082 books that stacks 882 feet high and weighs 700 pounds. Got a spare $8K? It’s yours. 

The Rubber Coyote

Ah, summer on Cape Cod and it is time for the lost-kitty posters to start crowding each other out for space on the phone poles and bulletin boards of the village. Ever since rabies crossed the bridges a few years ago, (despite the state’s best efforts to immunize the critter population with vaccination-laced bait) there has been more and more paranoia about the wildlife in our midst.

 Coyotes are the latest theme to dominate the summer cocktail parties, replacing Lyme Tick Disease and the Wind Farm as the horror of the season.

 Tonight I was at the home of a person (who shall go unnamed) who has been visited several times by coyotes in his backyard, visitations that cause hysteria in his two young daughters who fear for the lives of their two schnauzers. This person has used the power of online searching and buying to order a life-sized rubber coyote, which now stands, rampant, head back in a howl, in his backyard. Beneath it is a remote-activated speaker which emits the pitious sounds of a lost fawn, the horror of a wild pig being savaged by a pack of coyotes, a rabbit being devoured (which is chillingly infantile), and a coyote calling his pack of friends to share in supper.

 

After a demonstration of this animatronic display, the unnamed person brought out a new crossbow with a   red dot laser sight and sank a bolt from across the yard into the flank of the rubber coyote.

It went thunk.

My host reasoned that while he was planning on illegally knocking off a coyote out of season, he would not be discharging a firearm within the city limits and therefore was only half-illegal.

I recommended that he seek out a newsstand and find a copy of Critter or Varmint magazines to help him in his quest.

 

 

Custom Robotic Wildlife – Coyote & Fox Decoys

 

I want one

The ultimate cell headset but definitely not hands-free

 

 

The Pokia 

N.J. resort lifts ban on Speedos, barechested men (May 1, 2005)

N.J. resort lifts ban on Speedos, barechested men (May 1, 2005)

Grape-smugglers and Lumpy-wearers of the world rejoice.

Is nothing sacred?

While looking at the infographic in the NYT this morning that details the papal voting process, I saw, tucked under the drawing of the Sistine Chapel, the words "Cellphone Scrambler."

First, I want a cell phone scrambler to carry on my person to block anyone, including myself, in the general vicinity from receiving or placing phone calls. Sort of a personal "cone of silence."

But sticking one in the Sistine Chapel leads to all sorts of questions. Is it to keep the Cardinals from receiving calls in the middle of the balloting? Or is it to keep them from placing calls to the outside world, tipping off the media that a two-thirds majority has been achieved and so beating the white smoke out of the chimney?

 

The Surveillance Society

Drivers charged in plow scheme (March 12, 2005)

This rocket scientist driving a snow plow had to carry a GPS equipped phone so the state highway department could track his whereabouts. What does he do? Ditch the phone in a paper bag at a coffee shop while he does a private plowing gig at a nursing home, return, and gets nailed by the state police. 

How to trap an MBA

Top News Article | Reuters.com: 119 Would-be Harvard Biz-School Applicants Dinged for Peeking

This would be a perfect sting operation if an MBA program wanted to prove its devotion to teaching business ethics (one of the world’s better oxymorons). I love the quote from the guy at Duke’s MBA program (how does one pronounce the word "Fuqua?" "Phuq-yeah?") who said the lone moron who went trolling shouldn’t be investing in any Duke sweatshirts.

 

 

 

Hey Now: Closet Deadhead launches

Closet Deadhead: Closet Deadhead

Sam Whitmore launches a podcast for the Deadheads lurking among us. Finally, a use for those racks and racks of bootlegs …

Me, I’ve been out of that closet since Colt Park ’76