A BBC cartoon that appeals to smart kids and intelligent parents who want their kids to have a Grand Canyon-sized gap between them and followers of “Intelligent” Design.
Holy crisis. Christchurch, New Zealand was hit by a 6.3 magnitude earthquake today. It leveled this beautiful church (pictured above). The news is unfolding about this event.
I am probably not the best source for news on this topic. But if Pat Robertson says it’s because New Zealanders sold their souls to the devil, I’ll definitely talk about it.
The world’s biggest family: The man with 39 wives, 94 children and 33 grandchildren
- Ziona Chana lives with all of them in a 100-room mansion
- His wives take it in turns to share his bed
- It takes 30 whole chickens just to make dinner
He is head of the world’s biggest family – and says he is ‘blessed’ to have his 39 wives.
Ziona Chana also has 94 children, 14-daughters-in-law and 33 grandchildren.
They live in a 100-room, four storey house set amidst the hills of Baktwang village in the Indian state of Mizoram, where the wives sleep in giant communal dormitories.
If it weren’t for how serious things are in Wisconsin right now, this video might be hilarious. Check out Rep. Gordon Hintz (D) during the Assembly Floor Session on February 18, 2011.
Regardless, a little fiery indignation never hurt anybody.
Take it away, Rep. Hintz.
I’m not sure what you did with your presidents’ day, but mine was laid back. Well, so far anyway.
I didn’t know if any of my clients took the day off, but it ended up being quiet this morning. Tina and I decided to have lunch with her cousin Kelly and her three boys. We’re their “uncle” and “aunt.” That’s how Chicagoans are. If you’re close to someone, you become their kids’ uncle or aunt.
We met at a little restaurant that has a model train setup at the bar. When your food is ready, a train horn sounds and a model train zooms out to your area and stops with your burger and fries.
It’s a novel idea, but the restaurant was gross. Tina and her cousin were still chatting, so we decided to leave and let the kids play at a McDonald’s Playland area.
Tonight, I’m making shrimp and arugula with couscous. Yum. And we’ll probably hang out together and enjoy the snow passing the window. We’re supposed to get 5 inches tonight.
Now is the time when you make a funny joke about the size of something sexual and then we laugh about it.
On a sofa in Pope Mohammed’s living room, there is a pillow with the words, “Chlamydia Causes Charisma” on it. The words are surrounded by blue and yellow flowers.
“That pillow was stitched,” says Pope Mohammed, “by Hellen Archer.” He picks up the pillow. He runs his hand over the stitching. He puts it back down. On the wall a coo coo clock ticks.
“She’s dead now,” says Pope Mohammed. He turns and walks toward his library.
On a nearby chair, there’s another pillow. It reads, “Hepatitis helps heathens.” You hold it up and face the stitching side toward Pope Mohammed.
“Regina Lovelace did that one,” says Pope Mohammed. “Notice the details in the pansies.”
You turn the pillow around. Pope Mohammed is right. The pansies are detailed in that hand-stitched way. You put the pillow down and notice a sunbeam coming through the window with lots of dust trapped inside it.
In the library, there’s a framed, needle-stitched image hung on the wall. You walk closer. It says, “Herpes Humbles the Dubious.” You hear Pope Mohammed’s voice from across the room. “It does,” he says.
“It does what?” You ask.
“… humbles the dubious,” he says incompletely.
Behind a floor lamp across the room, another framed, needle-point is hung on the wall. You walk over. You reach under the red, velvety lamp shade and pull a chain. The light illuminates the frame. It reads, “HIV Alleviates Disbelief.”
You point at it. Pope Mohammed says, “Frieda Albrecht.” He pauses. “Gollah rest her soul.”
Pope Mohammed says, “Don’t forget the one on the mantle.” Pope Mohammed is by a bookcase turning the pages through a leather-bound book. You walk toward the mantle. There’s a tall image leaning against exposed brick.
You read it. You look back at Pope Mohammed who looks back down at his book. You look up again at the huge, needle stitched image.
It reads, “We shall put the Gonorrhea Back in Ghana.”