Make sure you check out Yahoo's Odd News Today. There's some good stories in there.
Some old lady called the cops because thieves stole her marijuana plants.
Some poor school girl lost her fingers in an art project gone array.
A Dead dude was nominated to serve on some panel in Alabama.
Some wacko was busted for sleeping with a corpse in a closet.
Some old ladies got in a fight over a cat in Georgia.
The best by far comes from Portland, OR. This guy went all Martin Lawrence-naked-in-the-freeway crazy and not only beat his girlfriend but then knifed her fish. Serious mental issues. Evidently, the girl wanted to get one of the memorial Tattoos of the fish, and make him pay for it, but the judge said nope. Seems he wasn't the only one with issues.
Go check it out, if nothing else, then to see this dudes Mug shot.
Wednesday Would You Rather:
Be the poor sap Michael Jordan flew out for his Hall Of Fame speech only to publicly humiliate?
Be the runner up for the Nobel Peace Prize and loose to someone not even nominated?
I love wacky names. You know what I'm talking about. The kind that when you hear them, you think, "Those parents should be shot. Then ran over. Then shot again. Then buried for a week, only to be dug up and shot again!"...........over kill?
I saw where Oklahoma's basketball team has a guy named "Tiny Gallon".
His parents must have been fans of Little House on the Prairie.
There used to be a baseball player in the 40's or 50's whose name was "Happy Fellow".
Seriously, look it up.
We've all heard "Dick Butts"....or...."Harry Butts"........or....."Nice Butt"...(No? that one must just be me).
My mom used to work for an insurance company, and she had lots of good names of customers. The one I remember her saying most was "Herb Erb III (the Third)".
I see lots of good names at work, but sadly won't be sharing them with you. (HIPAA)
All this brings me to this......
gather round kids......
As you know by now, I was in the Navy. The Navy's enlisted ranks start as follows:
Petty Officer Third Class
blah, blah, blah
Some people went in with advanced rank because of college or ROTC or signing up friends or sexual favors to the recruiter or whatever.
I had a friend who was in ROTC and came in as an E-3 named Richard Poole.
When we were in Corpsmen School, we had an instructor that was very.........Metro.........err..........Flamboyantly..........err...........village peoplely..........err.........."Don't ask Don't tell" protected, named Petty Officer Flannigan. (There may be future posts on this wonderful character, so stay tuned)
Anyway, Flannigan spoke with a queer, I mean, lisp. He loved calling out people who weren't paying attention to see if they had the answer.
It never failed to put the class into hysterics (the cause of which was totally oblivious to Flannigan), when he would, in his feminine lispy tone say:
Seaman Rich Poole!