Watch the trailer below and I guarantee you'll be kicking yourself for not thinking of the concept first. Not the movie concept, but the idea of kidnapping people and sewing them together into a centipede. Perhaps it's not too late?
Thought you bad haircuts would like a glimpse of the crafts I'll be learning to maneuver in June as I make my transition back to Canada. First up is the Bavaria 36 yacht - basically the smallest thing that can survive in an ocean. Guess I'll find out if I get seasick or not, cuz six days living on this thing may be somewhat bumpy. More than calm waters, I'm hoping my fellow students won't ask me a single fucking question and just let me do my thing in peace. Below that is the Cessna 172 - also not the largest situation in the skies. Don't think I'll get to land it or anything, but I will get to take-off and fly the sucker.
If anyone we know is having a baby boy, please tell that person to name their child Garfunkel.
S & G come to mind because a neighbor of mine has been cranking their greatest hits every week or so, out the window so no less then a thousand people can hear the music. It typically starts at midnight and it's the weirdest thing. The music is so preposterously loud and intentionally directed outwards to the street, you feel angry and imposed upon. But it's Simon and Garfunkel, so how can you get too upset? The guy that's playing this music must be sitting to himself, rubbing his hands together with glee at the conundrum he's placed his neighbors in. Or what is this guy thinking or doing? He's super fucking high, that's for sure.
Did I mention this goes on for hours? It was still cranked two hours later... and nobody complained.
Croatian football player Goran Tunjic had a heart attack, collapsed on the field and died in the 35th minute of a match for Mladost FC against Hrvatski Sokol this weekend. One might think that would have been his final indignity.
Alas, no. Tunjic was given a yellow card for diving ... as he lay dying.
Paramedics tried to revive the 32-year-old part-time soccer player once the referee realized the player wasn't faking it, but by then the damage was done.
"It was 35th minute of the match when we've simply noticed he has fallen down," a club official told reporters. "Doctors have tried to help him, but there was nothing they could do."
"He just fell dead on the spot."
Coaches said Tunjic, who was the son of local legend player, official and referee Cibalia Tunji_, had never had any health issues in the past that they were aware of.
Mladost is a county-level team representing the small town of Su_uraj on the island of Hvar.
Hawking has apparently gone on the record that time travel may one day be possible if research continues for the next 5 or 6 hundred million years. So in the year 600,002,010 people may be able to time travel. Don't get too excited, he provides a caveat - we'll only be able to travel forwards in time, which begs the question, "how the fuck do you get back?"
This is meaningless of course unless you don't eat gluton, which according to Dave Sorbara is really bad for you. Why not cut out all kinds of bread to be on the safe side and make sure you're around for time travel. A few vegetables wouldn't hurt either and no, I'm not your Mother.
Went for some Carlsberg last night and was sitting beside a couple of computer programmer dudes with serious ego's. They ordered a pack of smokes from the bar and when it was delivered, the guy in the cheaper suit of the two admonished the bartender for not removing the foil wrapper from inside the pack or Prince's. This all happened in Danish, but I'm told the bartender responded that he's not allowed to do that anymore. What kind of asshole asks the bartender to open a pack for him? How much of a cocksucker do you have to be?
Oh yeah, and the guy that was translating this whole fiasco let me know only dickhead's smoke "Prince's".