Not a lot to say here, but if you haven’t yet gone over to nataliedee.com, then you should. Are her creations amazing? Do both of these guys shit in the woods?

One of my nieces was wondering if her house would ever be clean again, this after the birth of her first child. Apparently, moms can put that bundle of joy to work much earlier than they ever thought, and maybe get a handle on some of the mess they’re finding everywhere.

Baby Mops. How funny is that?

This image from a surveillance video at an adult video store on Airport Boulevard shows a burglar holding an inflatable sex doll after he broke into the business.

Let me count the ways this wingnut fails:

• First – he’s on video, so he will likely be caught, and we’ll get to put a name to that face.
• Second – While going to a store to buy your porn might be a little embarrassing to some folks in south Alabama, it’s probably not nearly as embarrassing as stealing your porn and having your picture plastered on the front page of the local paper. It would probably have been less embarrassing if Jesus, The Pope, and this guy’s mom all walked in the store and caught him in the act.
• Third – the burglar took no money, just, “an inflatable doll, a bottle of lubricant and a pocket-sized sexual stimulation device called “Devin’s Private Pleasures.”" WTF?
• Fourth – apparently inflatable dolls are not sold pre-inflated. The burglar is alleged to have inflated this one himself. Once again … WTF?
• Fifth – we think that stealing an inflatable doll should count as kidnapping, especially if you’re creepy enough to inflate it while you’re stealing it.

Stay tuned as this story blows up develops.

This made us chuckle.

We’re glad that John’s handling the economic crisis with the intensity of a psychopathic astronaut.

Bush Tours America To Survey Damage Caused By His Disastrous Presidency

Thanks to Les

Enjoy:

“How about their overall creepiness?”
HT To Matt

Most of the volunteers looked back on their experience up to 14 months later and rated it as the most, or one of the five most, personally meaningful and spiritually significant of their lives,” comparing it with the birth of a child or the death of a parent, says neuroscientist Roland Griffiths of Johns Hopkins University School of Medicine, who lead the research. “It’s one thing to have a dramatic experience you say is impressive. It’s another thing to say you consider it as meaningful 14 months later. There’s something about the saliency of these experiences that’s stunning.”

Carefully screened volunteers were given psilocybin as part of the research, and about 2/3 of them reported having mystical experiences and a feeling of “oneness” with the universe. Then, after 14 months, the same volunteers were asked about their experience and about 2/3 gave it “high marks for transcendental satisfaction” and credited the experience with improving their well-being.

Griffiths is also recruiting terminally ill cancer patients to see if psilocybin reduces patients “existential anxiety” about their impending death. He also claims that it could be a treatment for alcohol and drug addiction.

Anecdotal evidence suggests that these sort of effects last very long indeed. I’ve had conversations with people who still reminisce fondly about “mushroom trips” they took years ago. A similar anecdote can be found here, in which the author states at the end, “I should add that no words can describe the intensity and personal significance of the experience.”

That sounds like too much fun to allow it to be legal.

My favorite quote: “Michael: Sorry Andy, can’t take any chances on curses, not tonight.”