(Via Deus Ex Malcontent.)

(Image via Jesus Is Love.)

And after all, your pigs are far more intelligent than the other animals, and therefore the best qualified to run the farm — in fact, there couldn’t have been an Animal Farm without them: so that what was needed (someone might argue), was not more communism but more public-spirited pigs.

Found at Daring Fireball

“We collected house dust — big dust bunnies — added water, let them mix overnight, and spun the junk out of them, until we had extract,” said Dr. Remick.

The extract was filled with proteins from Blattella germanica — the common cockroach — whose exoskeletons and droppings become airborne after death.

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Full story at Bread and Honey

From Chicago, reports of red-winged blackbirds attacking people. From The Chicago Tribune:

“Something just came down, pecked me in the head, took my hair and started flying away…”

The Tribune also has some excellent photos:

One night in the summer of 2001, after he’d slathered her in Vaseline (“He liked you all greased up,” she says. “Like a porkchop”) and wore her out trying to come, he gave up and left the room, and Gloria dozed off. When she woke up, Mr. Brown was standing at the foot of the bed in a full-length mink coat over his bare chest, a black cowboy hat, and silk pajama pants with one leg tucked into a cowboy boot and the other hanging out. He had a shotgun over his shoulder and a white stripe of Noxzema under each eye. “I’m an Indian tonight, baby,” he announced. “C’mon, let’s let ’em have it.” Then he dumped a pickle jar of change on the floor, told her to get a machete, and went out to the garage. He took the Rolls, drove ten miles to Augusta, weaving all over the road, clipping mailboxes, smoking more dope, and screaming about being an Indian. Gloria kept thinking she should flag down a cop, say she’d been kidnapped.

Hard to top that, but there are a few other bits that at least match it. Definitely the unvarnished view of the man. Worth a read if you love JB’s antics.

From “Ghosts Of Christmas Past: 15 Mostly Forgotten Holiday Artifacts” at The Onion AV Club. You can hear the Mickey (but thankfully you can’t smell the Mickey).

Some very early Korn, before they shortened their name and replaced all their members. Mp3s and a video are just a click away.

Online Advent Calendar, starting Dec 2. No peaking ahead though.

Thanksgiving is November 22nd.

Unfortunately, the Pizza Hut “Double Roll” pizza is only available in Japan. Crust blanketed bacon wrapped sausages surround a center full of everything you can think of. 646 calories per slice, not counting the maple syrup dipping sauce. I wonder if they deliver to hotel rooms?

(Via Gizmodo.)

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