Inspector General Jayantha Wickremeratne, who assumed duties last week, says camera phones could play a bigger role in crime busting.

“If someone comes to rape you, use your mobile phone to record it,” he said addressing journalists in Sri Lanka’s hill capital, Kandy yesterday.

What an amazing idea! So all the victim has to do is to, among other things,:

(a) Ask the would be rapist to hang in there (no pun intended) while the phone is suitably positioned, the camera switched on and recording begins
(b) Take frequent time outs from the act of rape to ensure that the recording captures the rapist's face and the actual act, without which of course the footage would be useless
(c) Ask the rapist permission to keep the possession of the camera phone and the footage of the rape, so that it can be subsequently used as evidence

I wonder what other ideas our genius IGP has up his sleeve?

Troy Tulowitzki, last season's runner-up for National League Rookie of the Year had just come back from a back injury that pretty much killed his entire 2008 season. Well, he has put himself back on the Disabled List in perhaps the most idiotic way possible, this side of Jeff Kent and Hunter Pence.

Last season Tulo cranked out a respectable 24 home runs, 99 RBI, with a .291 batting average for the first place Colorado Rockies. This season, in just 39 games he has 3 home runs and 16 RBI in 151 at-bats. To put it in perspective, Cody Ross, a man who rode the Marlins bench most of this season has 13 home runs in just 50+ more at-bats. That's gotta hurt.

Basically it is the story about A man in Wales who sees an unidentified bright luminous object in the sky over the mountains, and calls the police about it. The police decide to investigate the mystery and discover that the unidentified object is really just the moon. Darn! I was hoping they'd get down there and see, you know, an alien spaceship. <sarcasm> what did they think it was?! Oh well, can't blame them for doing their job.

But you also cannot ignore the blatent stupidity that started the whole ordeal! A person who cannot identify the moon either has such a hectic life that they can't associate objects anymore, or they had such a terribly isolated childhood that they never learned what it was. I'm surprised they could call 911 and describe that they saw in English!

But perhaps the person is your normal average everyday Joe. And maybe this is a sign in the deacreasing interest in the skies as Stuart points out in his blog.

courtesy of our friends at sportsnet...

If Burke gets the Leaf job who will be the first reporter to ask about this?

tis is me, jo & this is my life in cartoon-motion

this blog will for sure hurt the sentiments of many, so keep them tissues ready

so be prepared!!!

Let's add my torch to the fire, since I had enough of a wall of text over on Hinano's rant. So to set the scene, basically we got another case of FanSub VS. Dub sort of thing goin' on. Well... sort of. More like "Illegal" VS. Company. Er... whatever. Basically, A rant about Greg Ayres' Panel at AnimeNext08 and how much of a god he THINKS he is, and how much he's REALLY NOT. Honestly, if some how, some way My dad ever works with him and I somehow meet him, I will tell his face off. And I will love every damned minute of it.

Moving on, I have watched Fansub. Go ahead and sue me or send me to the cops. Have fun explaining reason. I don't think they'd also care all too much if I say I've downloaded more then my fair share of music, so don't even go there. But the fact I've also gone out and bought series I loved as DVDs, despite the jacked up price, will have no impact on your decision on how I'm some messed up Anime Blogger who decides you're a moron and your company should rot and die.

Guess what, Anti-Fansubbers? I'M NOT AGAINST THE COMPANIES. Wanna know why? My dad DOES anime work. So, I do want him to get paid and make it in the Anime Buisness. That would make me really happy. Well... until I meet some company moron who tells me I should be sent to jail for watching "Illegal" fansubs, but whatever. I can tell him off, no matter what crap I get later on. I will fight the battle, even if it means getting grounded for the rest of my natural life. I know the companies want money. I'd fully understand if every Anime VAist came out and said "You should buy the DVDs." Because their real goal is to earn money, which in turn will bring more series over to the US. Le gasp, I know. More then Naruto and Bleach and Death Note. The world does NOT end there, as a note. I don't mind if someone says "You should buy the DVDs", I really don't. If I enjoy a series I will normally buy it. I know my funds are low, being a non-working teen (At the moment), but I do want to support companies that bring something to the US coast and make sure they don't die out.

Please stop treating anime like it’s some special medium. If we all lived in Japan, we’d be watching this on TV like we watch TV in the US. And what about dubs? Dubs cost MORE MONEY to produce in the US, so why is it ok to watch Death Note on Cartoon Network but not ok to watch a streaming raw on Nico or Veoh?

Quoted for truth. Hinano's right on that. It's not some super special medium. Yeah, I know some treat it that way, and it is different from what's in US, but it's not that special. And it's sad that people don't care that you watch some craptastic show on CN dubbed basically for free, but we can't watch raws or subs online without it being "ILLEGAAAAAAAL".

And guess what else, morons of the Anti-Fansubbing League? None of the people who went to his damned panel CARE. If they're the anime fans I know, they don't give a flying frick what he says to them about this topic. We're talking about the age group that steals "just 'cause", the age group that steals money from their own parents to get virtual money and items. Yeah. Think about it. So, they have no money to buy Anime DVDs. They have no will to change. They don't care what this dude says or thinks, and they won't buy DVD's just cause he said to. Hello, One of that age group here. Message from the other morons, they don't care. Even if you poop magical Vampires that sparkle and Man Sex, they won't care. They want their anime NOW, and if they don't get it NOW they're going to have some heart attack or whatever and die right on the spot. They don't care if they're killing anime. They really don't.

Also, let's get to what he's saying, more then saying that his audience doesn't care. Since we're not supposed to watch Anime online, how are we to know if we like it? And then, how are we to know if we should buy it? I know when I buy a new Manga series, I normally skim the first few pages to see "Is this worth my money?" So long as I'm not streched thin between series at the moment, I normally say "Yeah, it's worth it", unless it's a pile of crap that I don't think I could enjoy even if it was the only series in english. I used to watch those silly little DVDs that came with NewType, which due to the companies stupidity has been dropped for some retarded "PiQ" or some crap. Whatever. The DVD gave me a look at what was coming up in the States, and the pages of the Mag also showed series showing in Japan that I would look into watching online to see if I liked it. Some of them, I do realize, have a slim chace to being licensed, but through magazines and the internet, I saw what I wanted to see and enjoyed what I saw. I know I will be finishing buying the Lucky*Star DVDs, and not only the DVDs, the LE DVDs. As well as the CLANNAD series if/when it gets licensed.

So do you see? Fan Subbing is HELPING you, well, at least helping those who have money. You can't get water from a rock, and you can't get money from the non-working (For the most part), so preaching is not going to help. Telling them not to download illegally is not going to help if they can't afford the DVDs... And also due to the fact any series takes too long to get over here. If it didn't take years for the companies to license something, we might remember it better and buy more. But hey, that's just the words from a teen who's a criminal/pirate.

Whiskey Tango Foxtrot? These FLDS nujobs are peddling their wares on the interwebs now? Next thing you know, you'll be able to find your next sister-wife on a website.

I can picture it now:

"Sarah is a precious 12-year-old right out of Little House on the Prairie. If you've always wanted a "half-pint" off your own, tell your husband to whip out his credit card and buy his next wife before another pedo snatches her up!"

Ok, alleged pedo. Whatever.

Seriosuly, who in their right and sound mind would actually purposely purchase one of these garments? Not only are they hideous, but basically everything on the website is 100% polyester. So not only do they have to suffer the indignity of life as one of many wives and essentially being a baby mill, but they have to wear fabric that doesn't breathe? What kind of monsters ARE those FLDS people?

No wonder these ladies look so miserable:

Come to think of it, my birthday is in the neighborhood of Halloween. This might make a really great costume. Now I just need someone to teach me how to make one of these breathtaking and intricate braids:

Hot!

If you'd like more on the backstory as to why these women started selling this stuff online, click here. I'm sure some of you more sensitive types will feel bad for them. Clearly, I'm not one of those people...

So I was leaving the house, ready to get in the car with my case of poker chips in hand. I was driving because we were playing poker after work and there's no sense cycling an hour and a half home at midnight.

Door closes, 'click!'.

And I realize I don't even have my keys.

Can't get in the car, can't get back in the house, both housemates out of town and nothing is open. I even crawled over the back wall to check if I'd accidentally left the back door open, but no joy.

So I had to call Andy, who I used to rideshare with, and luckily he hadn't left home yet so he came and picked me up. I eventually sorted out a key from a guy who used to live at the house, and he came by at around 7 to let me in the house.

At least I was able to use the wireless network from the front room to check email and whatnot on my phone, I didn't even have a book to read or anything!

So now I'm back in after a notably long day.

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He added at the end of his video, he added that the haters are sad. Well, perhaps they have a valid point. Lets face it dude, you're a douche. You lie about competitions to get more views, you make videos that are bigoted and homophobic and have no point. You make 'hint' videos that any fucktard could figure out, and are of no value to anyone. .

This fool thinks that playground humor is applicable in the real world, and that words such as 'gay' are funny. He is mistaken. It only makes him look like an infantile idiot.

Please. Dig a hole. Sit in it. Die. Just save us the effort of burying you.

Fla. Man Dies After Taking 23 Shots in 30 Mins.

A Florida man died Tuesday after taking more than two dozen shots of cherry vodka within a half hour, according to the Hillsborough County Sheriff's office.

"We have witnesses that have described the victim as taking anywhere from 23 to 25 shots in 30 minutes," Hillsborough County Sheriff's spokesman J.D. Callaway told ABCNEWS.com.

Eric Morris, 26, was allegedly taking part in a drinking game with another patron at an adult nightclub, Angels Show Bar, in Seffner, Fla., just hours before he died, according to police.

"Apparently [other bar patrons] were describing the shots as 'cherry bombs,'" said Callaway, referring to a shot of liquor that is typically made by combining cherry-flavored vodka with Red Bull, a popular energy drink.

While Morris' drinking buddy, who police declined to identify, stopped playing the game after a few shots, Morris kept going.

"Witnesses told us that the bartender kept setting up glasses of shots for [Morris] and then for whatever reason decided at shot glass 24 or 25 that she wasn't going to serve him anymore," Callaway said.

The manager at Angels Show Bar reached by ABCNEWS.com declined to comment until a full autopsy had been performed.

Moments after being refused more alcohol, Morris staggered away from the bar where he had been drinking and collapsed, according to police.

After failed attempts to resuscitate the 6-foot-4, 210 pound man, patrons called 911 and Morris was transported to a local hospital where he died at around 7 p.m., just two hours after police estimate the partying began.

Callaway told ABCNEWS.com that Morris had at one time been employed by the bar as a bouncer, a job his sister, Jacqui Morris, told a local newspaper was his way of getting back on his feet after a rough couple of months.

Morris had spent seven months in jail on theft and burglary charges, according to the Florida Department of Corrections records obtained by ABCNEWS.com.

Jacqui Morris told the St. Petersburg Times that she thinks her brother kept taking shots to prove his endurance — a quality coveted in their family, she said.

"It's just because we had to be tough," Jacqui Morris, 27, told the newspaper. "We were raised to be tough."

ouch... that's gotta hurt... hehehehe.... XD

[...] "David Addington is the Vice President's Chief of Staff. Yesterday, he testified before Congress," begin "the directors" in a www.redstate.com blog burst titled Damn us all and our party if we let this go

During the course of the hearing, Congressman and Obama Superdelegate William Delahunt (MA-10) asked Mr. Addington about water boarding. Mr. Addington responded that he would not go into details because Al Qaeda is probably watching.

Congressman Delahunt's response was, "I'm glad they finally have a chance to see you."

Mr. Delahunt now denies he meant what he said. But what he clearly said was "I'm glad they finally have a chance to see you." Al Qaeda now knows the face of one of the men who relentlessly pursues its henchmen and deals with their interrogations. Mr. Addington volunteered for public service, not a death sentence with Congressional encouragement. Mr. Delahunt is both a vile liar and a cowardly lion willing to roar down at Mr. Addington while encouraging terrorists to do his dirty work in a war he has been ineffective at stopping [...]

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NOTA: Congressman Delahunt can be reached at 202-225-3111, by fax at 202-225-5658, and by email at william.delahunt@mail.house.gov.

If you're easily offended, it's probably time to surf to another website, like this one.

If you don't have a sense of humor, please move along. Rule # 1 to this website is that I don't expect you to like what I have to say. If I fail to offend, please let me know, and I'll do my best to try harder. If you feel the urge to take me seriously, please, whatever you do, keep the urge to yourself. Urges like that make me uncomfortable.

Now, to me.. this says.. "I'm pathetic. I'm a loser. I have nothing better to do with my time. Pay attention to me. All I wanna do is piss is you off because I'm a loser." It's more funny than anything. Why the fuck would I wanna take my video's down? I'm glad the loser douche bag was traumatized from it.

"Hi Gwen, this is so and so medical group and we are calling in reference to your application for being a nurse. We are very interested and would like to have an interview with you. Please call us back. Thank you and have a good day!"

That's right. Gwen nearly landed a job at a medical group. Sucks that whomever she is, has been giving out MY number years on end, and, I've been left to deal with all her stupid bullshit. So, In return.. That call will go erased and Gwen won't be getting a job.

For the past two years, I have had my cell phone number. No changes. No nothing. Hell, It'd probably last with me for the rest of my life. Although, throughout these two years, many people seem to think it's their number and give it out. I can't began to tell you how many fights I've had with office receptionists about someone's doctor's appointment. There is this one recurring person, named Gwen, who can guarantee at least ONE call every TWO weeks. She's nuts, and I don't have a clue to who this girl is. From past conversations, I've learned that this chick lives out in the middle of Arizona. I'm in New York. How the hell that works out.. Is beyond me. But, anyways. I've been playing "Personal Assistant" for her. Answering all her calls and telling them that is she not available at the time and to call her on her landline number. So so so annoying.

I thought about calling back and faking a one-night stand. But, I think I'll be civil and simply leave it at fucking her out of a job. A note to Gwen - I send you my best regards, and stop giving out my fucking number. Thanks!

Why?

I'm a klutz and have been for years so it shouldn't be a surprise that tonight I dropped a glass while trying to put some ice in it. I was just getting ice, so I didn't turn on the lights (lights on costs money!). Who needs lights to fill a glass with ice using the door of a fridge? Apparently I do.

So I dropped the glass, no big deal right, it should hit on its side or corner and just explode with glass all over the kitchen! Nope, it hit square on the bottom so when it shattered the pieces went up and showered my legs. I even found a small piece in my hair...

So I feel the nicks and cuts, I feel the warm sensation of blood on my legs, but I also know there is glass on the floor and I need to walk ALL the way to the living room to turn on the light (I have always hated that design in this house). So I stepped on some more glass.

Now, don't worry, nothing is major and they will probably all disappear into my white skin by the morning, but come on. I didn't need it. I don't need any of this!

With the stress I'm under from other things I just broke down, so now I'm trying to type this asking myself why I even bother. The bills just keep coming and I can only stretch the money so far. Tomorrow I have to go meet the woman that I thought was my soul mate to get a divorce so she can move on with her life.

Where's my life? Where's the silver lining? Where's the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow? Strike that, where's the damn rainbow?

I know I know...have a shot of Jack and go to bed! Crap, I don't even have any JD left...

Why?!?!

Knight was responding to suggestions from a senior adviser to U.S. Senator and likely Democratic presidential nominee Barack Obama, who said it's an "open question" whether the oilsands fit into Obama's plan to wean his country off carbon intensive fuels.

Knight said the high-stakes U.S. presidential race has led to some unreasonable proposals from the candidates. If the U.S. removes the 1.4-million barrels of oilsands supply for its refineries, Knight predicted voters will push back.

"You start jacking up the cost of food and fuel to ordinary Americans, would that be in everybody's best interest? I think not."

Knight's remarks come amid increasing criticism of the oilsands from American politicians at every level [...]

See:

I don't suppose that I could prevail upon the Obama campaign to stop pissing off Canada?

N.

"Hey son, don't worry this is gonna be all over in a minute..."

Fly like an eagle...hahaha I'd like to see what happens if the idiot were to fall over.

"Oh look! rollercoaster ride!"

It's hotter than fuck in here, think I'll have another cup of coffee! It's 80°F (26.7°C) in here and I'm drinking hot coffee. I'm not too bright, but I like my morning coffee, even though I'm not really a coffee lover. Anywho, waiting for Bob, the UPS guy... then I'm going to go to the library and put this stuff on their network... then I come home and wait for crazy Joe so I can sell him this USB thingy. After that, I should go get food... but probably not. Anywho, I'm going to sit here in a stupor and wait for Bob.

True NON-sense: an oxymoron?

True sense is: just ask a moron.