Don't Do it, Mario!

Boy drops DS in gorilla cage, inadvertently creates the best photo op ever

After reportedly being unable to figure out the confusing friend code system, the gorilla knocked it around and eventually lost interest.

The boy got his system back when a trainer lured the gorilla with an apple and was able to snatch the device out of the gorilla’s hands. It then grabbed a princess and jumped up a tower of ladders and construction beams before throwing down barrels of oil.

In the Whole, I'm Glad I'm not in Philadelphia

Pay Up

After dutifully reporting even the smallest profits on their tax filings this year, a number — though no one knows exactly what that number is — of Philadelphia bloggers were dispatched letters informing them that they owe $300 for a privilege license, plus taxes on any profits they made.

Even if, as with Sean Barry, that profit is $11 over two years.

My blog is purely a hobby, but I’d probably get nabbed for selling a t-shirt

The Butler Didn't Do It

Recently a colleague and I were noticing a potentially dangerous sharp edge in the lab, and the phrase “blood on the optics” was uttered. Which would be a really good title for a murder mystery taking place in a physics lab. Perhaps using the detective character I invented for the story line of a “puzzle” geocache: Daft Madly. I love you Madly, though you treat me badly … (His mother’s name is Truly and has remarried, making her Truly Madly-Deeply)

Blood on the Optics
A Daft Madly Novel