Irish Snake Shop

Okay, that would be a lame business venture since as we all know, there are no snakes on the Emerald Isle. Legend and lore would have us to believe that it is due to the charming St. Patrick who lead them all into the sea. Facts and data unfortunately point to several coverings of glaciers and an island surrounded by icy cold seas. I tell you this not because there are only 170 days left until March 17, 2009, but because it came up today at lunch.

We were relating a story about an encounter with a very large snake this summer whilst on holiday on Mackinac Island. When a 4-foot serpent pops out of a stone wall at you, the first question that pops into your head is "How did that snake get on the island?" (Actually, the first question is more like "How much like a little girl did I just scream?")

This particular snake was put down (with a bow and arrow) by the owner of the cottage we had rented following the snake's aggressive attack on an elderly woman's cane as she was walking past his lair. It's snakes like that what give them all a bad reputation.

Cheers...

Rocco Come Home!

Five years after running away from his home in Queens, N.Y., a beagle named Rocco was reunited with his owners after he turned up 850 miles away. Thanks to a microchip embedded in his skin, the Liberty County Animal Control in Hinesville, Ga. revealed that he belonged to the Villacis family.



Cheers…

I was out running this past Sunday morning and I saw a guy running with his dog. This of course is not uncommon where I live nor is it uncommon to see the owner running with a plastic bag full of dog poop. However, this guy was tying the bag of dog poop to the dog's collar so he could carry it under his chin. So later over the fence this dog was heard to say to his neighbor, "My owner loves me. He takes me running with him. He lets me carry my own poop in a bag tied to my collar."

Here's something odd languagewise that I encountered this week: If we eat Thai food from Thailand why don't we eat Eng food from England?

Some tidbits from around the internet today:

If you’d like to congratulate the new pope, you can send him an e-mail at benedictxvi@vatican.va No lie.

If you’ve always wondered why Bluetooth is named Bluetooth and even more about how it works, check this out.

And here’s a group who make art out of robots. My favorite is Super Dog Monkey of course.