Yes, I have a thermometer but I was day dreaming as it spiked to 190 degrees. Then to make the start of my day even more interesting, I took a big sip of the scalding liquid. Not to worry, I'm sure my tongue will recover in a few weeks.
So I'm running late, I have a raw tongue and I'm depressed. I don't want to empty the dishwasher and load the few utensils and dishes currently in the sink. I don't feel up to doing housework.
Yes, I know it's Take Out the Toters Tuesday but I don't want to empty the garbage and recycle bin and tote the totes out to the curb.
I don't want to sit down and write the blog entry because I can't find or think of anything to post.
Then I see this headline.
Baby Charged With Attempted Murder, Goes Into Hiding in Pakistan.
I know you are avid readers and probably aware of this story, but Hell's Bell's. It doesn't matter how sad, or bad, or lazy or uninspired I feel this morning; there's no way I can pass this up.
A mob in Pakistan was protesting against gas cuts and price increases (that makes perfect sense; give them less and charge them more) by the age old method of punishment: stoning. Police and gas company workers were collecting unpaid bills and the crowd thought they may prefer payment of large rocks and bricks.
The father and grandfather of nine month old Mohammad Musa Khan wanted him to receive early training in the fine art of verbal and physical remonstration so they took him along to the gathering. The baby, along with his older relatives were arrested and charged with attempted murder. They are due in court April 12.
This trip should be easier on the tyke since he has one appearance under his belt. At his first hearing he cried while his fingerprints were taken by a court official. Later, the baby sucked on a bottle of milk and tried to grab journalists' microphones as his grandfather spoke to the media.
"He does not know how to pick up his milk bottle properly, how can he stone the police?" The grandfather asked journalists at the court last week. The family says the arrest is because of "vindictive" police. "I sent him away to stay with friends. I have not decided if Mohammed will return for his court date."
The next time I wake up to a morning like today I'll try to remember the story of a nine month old charged with attempted murder. It matters not how bad I perceive things to be it could be worse, much worse. I could be living in fucking Pakistan.
While the Pakistani people are protesting lower gas allowances and higher prices local citizens have protest issues of their own.
Police had to use mace on an unruly crowd in New York City so desperate to get their hands on new Nike sneakers they almost started a riot.
Pairs of $250 Nike Foamposites were supposed to be released last Thursday morning so people began lining up outside the outlet store long before the official opening time.
According to witness statements and video several young men 'rushed' the front of the line when the store opened. "They were yelling about other line jumpers. That caused a mass of confusion and other people soon joined in, all yelling, screaming and pushing," said the assistant store manager Zack Gimmlet, "We decided to shut down to prevent further injuries."
"There was no way to control that chaos. It was a mob riot. The cops came after a few minutes and started macing people. I thought to myself, 'Somebody's going to get killed over these sneakers.'"
The shoes were expected to resell for $1,000.00 a pair.
God Bless America.
I have three entries for She said, He heard.
Wanda and I were talking about Harry Potter:
She said. "He went to Godric's Hallow." (his place of birth)
He heard. He went to get her cello.
During the Olympics:
She said. "Did we see Oko Zouno?" (skier)
He heard. Did we see the Oakland Zoo now?
Talking about a cat toy:
She said. "Oh, there is a tin foil ball."
He heard, Oh this is incredible.
Today is Draw a Picture of a Bird and Be Kind to Lawyers Day. No fair drawing vultures to celebrate both.
If you draw enough bird pictures today you just may need a lawyer for your competency hearing. A joke from the movie "Philadelphia"
What do you call a thousand lawyers chained together at the bottom of the ocean.....A good start.
Today is also National Empanada Day. National Empanada Day? Which nation?
An empanada is a stuffed bread or pastry baked or fried in many countries in Southern Europe, Latin America, the Southwestern United States, and parts of Southeast Asia.
The name comes from the Spanish verb empanar, meaning to wrap or coat in bread. Spanish empanadas are usually pie-shaped, made with a broad variety of fillings (including pork, sausage, cod and sardines) and served in wedges; Latin American empanadas are typically made in individual, half moon-shaped portions and filled with minced, seasoned meat. Some Mexican restaurants serve dessert empanadas as well, and “gourmet” empanadas are interpreted by fine chefs.
If you've never had one of these delicious treats try one or two very soon. I recommend the minced seasoned meat and dessert empanadas, avoid the cod and sardine.
And here is one more candidate for the popular "Mensa" member of the month club.
A 21-year-old Oregon man, Ross Allan McMakin was being busted for driving under the influence.
McMakin allegedly drove his ex-girlfriend home after a party and then got upset when she told him he was too drunk to drive and took his keys. After she ran into the house he “followed her inside, where he slapped, pushed and choked her in an effort to get his keys back, then drove away.”
The ex-girlfriend reportedly observed McMakin drive on the sidewalk, hit a parked car and drive in the wrong lane.
McMakin was arrested and charged with driving under the influence, reckless driving, reckless endangerment, harassment and strangulation. When he was booked into jail, McMakin’s blood alcohol level measured over 0.2 percent, well above the legal limit to be behind the wheel.
At the time of his arrest McMakin was wearing a t-shirt with "Drunk as Shit" proudly displayed across his chest.
Stop back tomorrow for more news and information.
No comments:
Post a Comment