Story: In his February 5, 2008 column in the Saudi English-language daily Arab News, Saudi journalist Raid Qusti relates what happens when a woman has a cup of coffee with a male colleague at a Starbucks.(1)
this has been a story that is often circulated through bulk emails, usually by rodents pretending to be doing work.
Is this story true?
No, in fact there was never any coffee at a starbucks. it was in fact, a caribou coffee.
Gosh, it feels like I walked into an abandoned warehouse…three days AFTER the rave was over. I can see evidence that people used to be here, and hey, they had a good time. But the lights, laughter and music have faded and all that is left is a soother on the floor that has “Fedorable” etched into it…and two empty Red Bull cans. But I can see where J&K was written on the wall with a sharpie and what I can only assume is a heart around it.
Geez, there’s a lot of cigar butts around too. Where is everybody?
despite how much i actually want to see this movie, i miss the old megatron. even if all he did was change into some crazy gun. click on pics for more goodness to compare.
from mental floss:
As long as we’re on the subject of surviving horrendous injuries (see our earlier post on Phineas Gage, and last week’s list of strange things removed from the human body), we feel compelled to share with you the story of Mike, the headless chicken. Mike was a Wyandotte rooster, one of many owned by the Olsen family of Fruita, Colorado in the 1940s. One day Mike was headed for the dinner table, with a quick trip to the chopping block and the cooking pot first. After losing his head, Mike ran around, well, like a chicken with its head cut off, but unlike most victims of the axe, he never stopped running. He ran back to his fellow chickens in the barnyard, and calmly resumed the business of being a chicken, albeit without a head.
Turns out the axe-wielding farmer had left just enough brain stem for Mike to continue most of his normal body functions, save crowing and preening. (Oh, and he had to be fed with an eyedropper.) Needless to say, the farmers didn’t have the heart to finish the job (to the ire of some animal rights groups), and instead began touring the country with their rare bird, who by 1946 was earning the family around $50,000 a week in today’s money. Mike was displayed standing by a pickled chicken head, though sadly not his own, as the family cat had eaten it. Mike finally met his own demise one night in 1947, when he choked on his own mucous while he and the family were in between gigs and staying at a motel. Inevitable? Perhaps. Strange? Most definitely.
here’s a friday quiz for you all. it features song snippets that you need to match up with the move it’s from. good luck
Andrea – a lovely article with James Dobson in it. This is so interesting.
Hey look Office Space really exists. I am glad we do not live like this.
and how did steve become the best? what seperates him from the rest? dedication! perseverance! practice! and going that extra mile! a lesson that all in the office could learn.
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