OK, so maybe I was too critical of the sex and bodily parts/function jokes:
Academics have unearthed what they believe to be Britain's oldest joke, a 1,000-year-old double-entendre about men's sexual desire.
They found the wry observation in the Codex Exoniensis, a 10th century book of Anglo-Saxon poetry held at Exeter Cathedral.
There are police-cruiser videotapes of police officer James Arnold shooting and killing Jose B. Lemus-Rodriguez. Those tapes have been seen by Fort Wayne Police, Indiana State Police, Allen County Prosecutor Karen Richards and now Robert H. Black, a consultant hired by the city. And everybody says the evidence, including those tapes, supports Arnold's contention that the shooting was justified. But the tapes aren't being released:
There are two kinds of people in this world -- those who can keep their attention focused, and, boy was it ever hot yesterday!
Rush Limbaugh, the piker, is celebrating his 20th year of radio syndication ths week. These guys, though they've been syndicated only since 1995, have been together on the air for 25 years. And, yes, I am a fan:
Bob Kevoian and Tom Griswold, the creators and hosts of the long-running "Bob & Tom Show," have renewed their long-term contract with Premiere Radio Networks.
"American Teen," the documentary that follows five Warsaw High School students through their senior year, is getting terrific reviews everywhere, including this writeup in the Washington Post:
How nice -- a family that still does things together:
A woman was arrested earlier this week in connection with two hotel robberies, one of which was committed while her children sat unattended in her vehicle, police said.
Amber N. Kuhn was arrested on two counts each of armed robbery, child neglect and theft.
Let's cut the woman some slcak, OK? It's so hard to get babysitters these days, and the federaql government is no help at all.
Only "up to 18 months"? I'd throw away the key:
A Muncie man faces up to 18 months behind bars after pleading guilty Thursday to three felonies stemming from the torture killing of his family's cat.
Danield John Collins, 39, was arrested March 13 after he was accused of forcing his seven-year-old daughter to stab Boots, the family's eight-month-old feline.
One more reason to not be sad about missing the 2008 Olympics:
AP)
Polishing up Beijing for the Olympics has extended to the city government telling residents what not to wear, advising against too many colors, white socks with black shoes, and parading in pajamas.
Yeah, I watched "America's Got Talent" again this week, and, apparently, I'm not alone. It was the highest-rated show last week. The thing is, if you strip away the competition part and the inane chatter of the judges, what you have is just an old-fashioned variety show of the type introduced by Ed Sullivan and then slicked up a little by Dean Martin and Carol Burnett. I think there's room for another one of those now.
And somebody in TV-land thinks so, too.
Just a little collateral damage in the War on Drugs:
A police SWAT team raided the home of the mayor in the Prince George's County town of Berwyn Heights on Tuesday, shooting and killing his two dogs, after he brought in a 32-pound package of marijuana that had been delivered to his doorstep, police said.
He has a point:
John Weaver, for years one of John McCain's closest friends and confidants, has been in exile since his resignation from McCain's presidential campaign last year. With the exception of an occasional interview, he has, by his own account, bit his tongue as McCain's campaign has adopted a strategy that Weaver believes "diminishes John McCain."
Who says there's never anything fun to do in Fort Wayne?
Right now you can buy your tickets to WWE World Wrestling Entertainment BEFORE the public. The free presale password for the WWE World Wrestling Entertainment show in Fort Wayne gives access to tickets for a short time.
Ah, The Nation. In case you don't know that publication, think of the National Review, the Weekly Standard and the American Spectator all rolled into one but aimed at the left, on steroids, and with no internal governor to tell editors when they make the lunatic fringe sound reasonable. That magazine is offering some earnest advice to Barack Obama:
For God's sake, don't give these people any gum:
Guess they've solved all their problems in Bloomington:
The Bloomington Peace Action Coalition has announced that the Bloomington City Council will debate and vote on a resolution opposing an attack on Iran and calling on Congress to support a diplomatic resolution to allegations that the country is seeking to develop nuclear weapons.
Squirrel, 1; men mysteriously driving around at 3:30 a.m., 0:
Two Lafayette men avoided serious injuries overnight when their car rolled over after swerving to avoid a squirrel.
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The car hit the right side curb, struck a tree, rolled over and landed upside down in the 18th Street intersection, Rosen said.
The oddsmakers at theSpread.com seem to be making Evan Bayh the favorite as Barack Obama's vice presidential pick. He's at 2-1 odds on the online sports book Bodog, with Tim Kaine at 6-1 and Hillary Clinton at 5-1. Say the Spread handicappers:
So, John McCain has gone from "I will not agree to any tax increase" to "nothing's off the table":
Nobody who has ever run for the White House has been a shrinking violet. All politicians think mighty highly of themselves, and presidential candidates can be expected to have the biggest egos of all. But Obama sure does abuse the privilege:
Obama was waxing lyrical about last week's trip to Europe, when he concluded, according to the meeting attendee, "this is the moment, as Nancy [Pelosi] noted, that the world is waiting for."
Oil prices have fallen to $122 a barrel, and gas, I noticed on the way to work today, is $3.80-something a gallon. Demand is down in the U.S., and the dollar has strengthened. Isn't it funny how that works? Today's conditions aren't any more likely to be permanent than $147-a-barrel oil or $4.25-a-gallon gas were, but might we sound a small warning to those who are still stuck in panic mode, like the editors of the Indianapolis Star?
