A little bit of Nowhere

Ever notice how it's the little things in life that amuse us so much? More to the point, ever notice how it's the silly little idiocies in life that amuse us more than anything else? Well, this is not as much ''the little blog that could'' as it is ''the blog that enjoys going up the down escalator in your local mall.'' Will it have anything of real importance? No, probably not. But enjoy the ride never the less!

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Wednesday, April 20, 2005
 
Drive-By Sausaging

It sounds almost like something out of a deranged version of Grand Theft Auto, but here you have it:


British motorist injured by flying frozen sausage

LONDON (AP) - A British motorist, driving home from work with his car window wound down, had his nose broken by a flying frozen sausage, an official said Monday.

The 46-year-old man was driving near his home in South Woodham Ferrers, Essex, east of London, when the sausage came through the window and hit him on the nose, a spokesman for the Essex Ambulance Service said on condition of anonymity.

"The man said he was making his way home after work and had the window down because it was such a nice afternoon," the ambulance spokesman said.

"He said he saw a car coming the other way and felt a searing pain in his nose.

"His nose was undoubtedly fractured and he had lost quite a lot of blood.

"It must have been an incredibly lucky, or unlucky, shot to get the sausage through a moving car window. I have never seen or heard of anything like this before."

Essex police said they were investigating the incident.


The link's here: http://healthandfitness.sympatico.msn.ca/News/ContentPosting.aspx?
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In other news, apparently I lied about yesterday's "details at eleven." There are no other details. It's not even eleven. But rest assured that Mel celebrated her newfound landed status by, the instant it was official and we were back in the car, making so many usages of the word "bitch" that I could have sworn she was Eric Cartman singing about Kyle's Mom. Not to mention she also added some colourful new vocabulary I've never heard her utter before.

Though in all honesty, Mel deserved her moment to rant, and that female Customs Officer at the Niagra Rainbow Bridge border was in dire need of having the sequoia surgically removed from her ass, or getting injected with a good dose of valium.

Chest stubble status: not very itchy. It's also not growing back very fast.