Thursday, August 14, 2008

AS MY STOMACH TURNS

World's tallest woman dies in Indiana at age 53.
...and was laid to rest in Indianapolis. and Columbus. And Pittsburgh. Ba dum bum! Get it? I make a joke because she was tall... OK, just forget it.

I do hope that last story has nothing to do with this one: Bigfoot Trackers Say They've Got a Body: "Two Northern California men and two Georgians say they've got a body, a photo and DNA evidence pertaining to the elusive forest-dwelling man-ape." They have released THIS PHOTO

I have no idea why the unabomber gets a dubious nod on this blog two days in a row (or why I always think of Al Gore in flannel every time I hear Teddy K's name).

In WORLD NEWS:
Putin on the Ritz!

And in LOCAL NEWS:
Flint police will soon be riding Segways while chasing baggy pants offenders through downtown streets. New Flint crime fighting tools: Segways
"the Segways should be a common sight downtown from about 7:45 a.m. to 3 a.m. Mondays through Fridays. Don't expect many police chases from the Segways though. They top out at 12 1/2 miles per hour... "
Well that ought to put the fear of The Don in the criminals and PUT A STOP TO THIS.

And now back to your favorite daytime soap opera, AS MY STOMACH TURNS. A continuing saga on the John Edwards - love child scandal (I can't seem to get enough of this). Let's recap the last episode:
We learn from the National Enquirer that John Edwards was sexually involved with Rielle (Hunter) when she (Hunter) became pregnant. Edwards repeatedly denied he is the baby's father and is willing to take a paternity test. Meanwhile, swarms of reporters are shouting "Who's your daddy?" at the tiny bundle in Reille "on the hunt" Hunter's arms, as she leaves her multi-million dollar home that she financed in earnings from her day job as a camera woman (harrumph!). Hunter says no to a paternity test for John Edwards (so the check doesn't bounce). In this week's episode, Hunter agrees to a "hair coif test" to be administered to the baby.

SHOCK VIDEO! You be the judge!

2 comments:

PIC DaBlade PIC said...

WOW!!! Talk about cool- I can just imagine Flints finest in hot pursuit at 12.5 mph,lights and siren ablaze and sporting a "belt attached red reflector". It might be useful if we ever host a Star Trek convention. We would be able to assist Trekkies if their inhalers malfunctioned in a moments notice.

The Shang said...

Now you've gone and done it. DaBlade's blog has turned into an MSNBC newscast.