Monthly Archive for April, 2005

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The Joys Of Wireless

It seems one of my neighbors has recently acquired a wireless router. I’m surfing on it now. Must be fairly decent, our houses aren’t that close together, and I’m getting a 24Mbs connection.


They did nothing to secure it. No encryption, and they didn’t even change the default username and password on their router. So I have that up in another window. And they have a computer running, so I’m able to access everything on it as well.


And from the contents, I can tell which neighbor it is. I’m debating telling him about it. But then there’s the drawback of not having free Internet access via their connection. And the ability to read their emails and check out their photos.


Ok, I’m not that evil. I’ll tell him about it tomorrow.


And ask about the photos with the strippers. Even if his wife is there.

Yep, That’s Flammable

You know how you watch TV shows and they have a “Do not try this at home” disclaimer? Some people are just the sort to ignore such warnings.


A party trick gone awry Saturday caused an explosion that ripped open the legs of the host and was so loud neighbors thought it was a blown transformer, police said.

John Winkler, 28, suffered serious injuries in the explosion at his River Rock Boulevard home and was still in the hospital Sunday after a glass container blew up on his legs. Murfreesboro Fire Department and police were called to the home just before 9 p.m.


“The call came out as a hazardous materials call,” said Murfreesboro Police Officer Scott Newberg, who was dispatched to the scene at 8:56 p.m.


Newberg and his partner Mark Wood found Winkler with serious injuries, mainly to the thighs.


“He had muscle and tendon out of it and had lost a lot of blood,” said Newberg.


Winkler sat cradling a large glass container, filled it with rubbing alcohol, added compressed air and lit it, “which essentially turned it into a bomb, and the glass basically ripped his legs wide open,” Newberg said.


That boy needs to have his pipeline to the Jack Daniel’s distillery cut off.

Accident On The I-95 In Georgia

And man, was it a doozie…


Accident


Accident


You’d think she would have noticed a slight draft…

Why Do They Call Him That?

Jim’s exclamation of “Jesus H. Christ!” in the comment section of a previous post got me to thinking. I’ve always wondered about why exactly we put the “H” in there. So I decided to see what I could find out.


Apparently, there is a running joke regarding The Lord’s Prayer. Namely,  ”Our Father, who art in heaven, Harold be thy name.” Somehow, I don’t think that’s it.


But I did find this from Cecil at The Straight Dope:


(1) It stands for “Haploid.” This is an old bio major joke, referring to the unique (not to say immaculate) circumstances of Christ’s conception. Having no biological father, J.C. was shortchanged in the chromosome department to the tune of one half. Ingenious, I’ll admit, but whimsy has no place in a serious investigation such as this.

(2) It recalls the H in the IHS logo emblazoned on much Christian paraphernalia. IHS dates from the earliest years of Christianity, being an abbreviation of “Jesus” in classical Greek characters. The Greek pronunciation is “Iesous,” with the E sound being represented by the character eta, which looks like an H. When the symbol passed to Christian Romans, for whom an H was an H, the unaccountable character eventually became accepted as Jesus’s middle initial.

(3) Finally, a reader makes the claim that the H derives from the taunting Latin inscription INRH that was supposedly tacked on the cross by Roman soldiers: Iesus Nazarenus, Rex Hebrei (Jesus the Nazarene, King of the Hebrews). Trouble is, the inscription is usually given as INRI: Iesus Nazarenus, Rex Iudaeorum (J.C., King of the Jews).


Then there’s this additional info on #2 above:


The Greek scholar will look to the Greek letters for Jesus: “iota eta sigma omicron upsilon sigma,” which is variously transliterated IHSOYS or IHCOYC, the latter when converted to Latin letters using the common curved sigma variant. If one takes the first three letters as initials, it is not difficult to derive “Jesus H. Christ.”


And also:


An historian may be familiar with the tale that, before an important battle in 312, the Emperor Constantine saw a vision of the cross in the sky and heard a voice saying that he would conquer “under this standard” or “in this sign.” The Latin words would be “in hoc signo,” which abbreviates to IHS.


Lastly (also from The Straight Dope), there seems to be some indication that southerners were prone to exclaiming “Jesus Holy Christ” and some fast-talking northerner shortened it.


Interesting stuff.

That Sucks

Here’s a tip. If you go hiking, don’t wash your face in freshwater streams without checking the water first.

A Hong Kong woman hiker who washed her face in a freshwater stream unwittingly returned home with a leech embedded in her left nostril.

The woman did not realise anything was wrong until two weeks later when she felt there was something in her nose, the Hong Kong Medical Journal reported in its April edition.

A first attempt by the family doctor to remove it failed due to profuse nosebleed while a second attempt in hospital was also unsuccessful as the leech retracted into her nose, the journal said in its report on the rare complaint.

If at first you don’t succeed…

Doctors finally managed to remove it using a nasal spray to anaesthetise the five-centimetre-long (two-inch) bloodsucker a month after it had invaded her nostril.

“After two minutes, the leech slowly moved out of the antrum (sinus) and was retrieved with forceps,” it said.

They finally got it out, but she had that thing up her nose for a month. I doubt she’ll be doing that again.

Sliding Down The Wrong Pole

So you’re at a strip club, and a couple of the dancers tell you the pole there just isn’t quite doing it for them. They want to slide down a longer pole. What do you do? Well, if you’re an off-duty fireman, you take them to the firehouse, of course.

A 19-year-old exotic dancer was injured while sliding on a fire pole at a West Side fire station, sources told KSAT 12 News.


Sources said that three off-duty San Antonio Fire Department firefighters visited a gentlemen’s club in October 2004 when two dancers followed the trio to Fire Station No. 10 at Culebra and Zarzamora roads because the women wanted to slide down the fire pole.

One of the dancers injured her back but refused treatment from paramedics, sources said.

This may be a tough concept to grasp, people, but seriously, it is NEVER a good idea to take strippers to your place of employment.

I’m Not Sure What This Is Called

I’ve never seen this in person, but people are apparently actually doing this to themselves.


First, you get a bunch of piercings on your back, like so:


Piercing


Then, once they’re all done, you put a ribbon through them.


Putting


Then you tie it up into a lovely bow.


Bow


And viola! Everyone can see what an idiot you are. I can’t imagine trying to sleep like that. Oh, and if you don’t like having them in your back, there’s another option.


Up the side


You could really have fun with someone like that. Say they get drunk and pass out at a party. Put them in a chair, get some rope, and tie them to the chair. Or to a stop sign. Hours of fun!


Pics stolen from here.


UPDATE: I guess if you had enough of those, you could hang from them…


Hooked On Phonics


Hat Tip: Dash

Paging Steve Austin

Your eye is ready.

US scientists have designed a bionic eye to allow blind people to see again.
It comprises a computer chip that sits in the back of the individual’s eye, linked up to a mini video camera built into glasses that they wear.

Images captured by the camera are beamed to the chip, which translates them into impulses that the brain can interpret.


The device has been designed by Professor Gislin Dagnelie at Johns Hopkins University, Baltimore.

That’s just amazing. We may have cured blindness. That’s not just amazing, that’s staggering.

No, Really, It’s For My Blood Pressure

Apparently, Viagra is being used for medical maladies other than the one it was designed for.


It is best known for helping millions of men boost their sex lives.

But for a city father-of-three, the impotence drug Viagra is fulfilling a life-saving purpose.


Grant Crow, from Corstorphine, is thought to be the first person in Europe to take a daily dose of Viagra as part of a revolutionary treatment for a rare medical condition.


And, while not totally without its drawbacks, the treatment has had some pleasant side effects.


Mr Crow, 52, suffers from pulmonary hypertension (PH), a rare lung disorder in which the blood pressure in the pulmonary artery – which carries blood from the heart to the lungs – rises far above normal levels.


So the guy is taking three doses a day for his ailment. This isn’t rocket science. His blood pressure is only lower because large quantities of it have been directed to other areas of his body.


Meanwhile, shortly after the first week of treatment, his wife is reportedly in hiding. And walking funny.

That Must Have Hurt

The headline reads:


Michael Vick Hit With Sex Suit


Is that one of those PVC things with the holes in all the right places?