Mclusky: “She Will Only Bring You Happiness”

So I contacted the hacker…

So I contacted CWSektor, the fellow who has been hacking the site and asked him why he was doing it and would he please stop. His response, roughly translated from Turkish by my friends in Istanbul:

Because you asked nicely I am discontinuing attacks on your system but you have to not say insulting words against me or I will continue. Only because you emailed me like a decent guy I am making this offer: if you write my name on your site I will close the gap in your site.

The general back and forth, despite the language barrier, was actually quite genial. Hopefully, we’ll be able to take him at his word.

Food Quirks

Foods I classed as acceptable when I was a kid:

Spaghetti without sauce, raw hamburger, cookie dough, cake batter, peanut butter sandwiches (no jelly), red Jell-o (no whipped cream topping), chocolate milk made with Quik, Boston-style brown bread, Boston baked beans, and Boston cream pie. Pineapple juice.

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Wanted tea pots of any kind

Posted to the Dubuque Freecycle list:

Wanted tea pots of any kind the odder they are the better I live in Maq. but am willing to drive to Dub but not on bad weather days thanks in advance.

Go Bury Money, Like Now

I’m sharing a New Year’s tradition aimed at drawing wealth to you. I have no idea about its origins.

Take a bill or some coins and put the money in a plastic bag. The amount does not matter. Bury it outside your front door while saying, “I am burying my poverty.” Mark it with a stone or something you can find the next day. Seriously, people have not been able to find their buried money the next day. Do this on New Year’s Eve, before midnight. Then, on January 1, dig up the money while saying, “I am uncovering my wealth.” Do this anytime during the 24-hour period on New Year’s Day.

If you don’t have ground outside your door, not to worry, take a pot and bury your money there and place it outside your door or on the balcony. If that doesn’t work, take a bowl and cover the money with a wash cloth and put it beside the door. This is about symbolism and intent. Do not spend the money, ever. Put it away. Some say that if you spend the buried money, you’ll lose money.

If you follow these instructions, unexpected money will show up for you in the next year. Maybe because I believe, this always happens for me. Always. At least in the years the Iowan has not found, and spent, my buried money. I have heard about people who eventually have taken stacks of buried money and donated it to a good cause. For instance, they have donated it to a church or favorite charity and report all is well.

Or you could leave it tucked away in its individual sandwich bags in a hope chest or drawer. And laugh to think about what your heirs will think to find it.

12 Indicted On Hate Crimes Charges For Hair Cutting Assaults Led By Break-Off Amish Group

I think this is my favorite story of 2011.

Best Talk Show Ever?

I don’t really know where to begin with this.

via Stellar Interesting

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High blood pressure makes some socially awkward

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Women Who Raped 17 Men Wanted More Than Just Sex

Sedmikrásky

A 1966 Czech film, ”depicting the wanton,” that I clearly need to watch. (via gurl dont be dumb)

Tomorrow, it’s one day closer to the White House

If you haven’t already seen this Herman Cain campaign ad, you owe it to yourself to take a look. It’s no Demon Sheep, but still.

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Steve Jobs received late night phone call from Bill Clinton asking how to handle Monica Lewinsky scandal

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Giant prehistoric krakens may have sculpted self-portraits using ichthyosaur bones

Somebody made this

the works of the old men

Archeologist David Kennedy has been studying stone geoglyphs that can be seen from the air across Syria and Saudi Arabia. The drawings are perhaps 2,000 to 9,000 years old, and no one knows much about what they were used for or what they represent.

Some of the wheels are found in isolation while others are clustered together. At one location, near the Azraq Oasis, hundreds of them can be found clustered into a dozen groups. “Some of these collections around Azraq are really quite remarkable,” Kennedy said.

In Saudi Arabia, Kennedy’s team has found wheel styles that are quite different: Some are rectangular and are not wheels at all; others are circular but contain two spokes forming a bar often aligned in the same direction that the sun rises and sets in the Middle East.

The ones in Jordan and Syria, on the other hand, have numerous spokes and do not seem to be aligned with any astronomical phenomena. “On looking at large numbers of these, over a number of years, I wasn’t struck by any pattern in the way in which the spokes were laid out,” Kennedy said.

A gallery of ten more images here.

I can’t stop watching

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Man arrested for chomping on snake

You probably don’t need to watch this


Seriously, my apologies. (via Stellar Interesting)

The story of Gadafy’s invisible daughter

Yesterday in the terracotta-coloured section of Bab al-Azizia where the Gadafy family lived, I came across a room which seemed to be part-study, part-lounge. Its contents – including a Sex and the City DVD box set; CDs of the Backstreet Boys; cellulite treatments; WellWoman vitamin supplements and stuffed toys – hinted that it belonged to a young woman.

Amid the bookshelves lined with medical textbooks and copies of Col Gadafy’s Green Book, I found passport photographs of a woman, dressed in medical garb, who appeared to be in her mid- 20s.

Some of the rebels sifting through the room’s contents shouted excitedly: “It’s Hana, it’s Hana, the daughter Gadafy lied about. This was her room.”

(via @tcarmody)

The Somerton Beach Mystery (or the enigma of the “Unknown Man”)

Let’s start by sketching out the little that is known for certain. At 7 o’clock on the warm evening of Tuesday, November 30, 1948, jeweler John Bain Lyons and his wife went for a stroll on Somerton Beach, a seaside resort a few miles south of Adelaide. As they walked toward Glenelg, they noticed a smartly dressed man lying on the sand, his head propped against a sea wall. He was lolling about 20 yards from them, legs outstretched, feet crossed. As the couple watched, the man extended his right arm upward, then let it fall back to the ground. Lyons thought he might be making a drunken attempt to smoke a cigarette.

Half an hour later, another couple noticed the same man lying in the same position. Looking on him from above, the woman could see that he was immaculately dressed in a suit, with smart new shoes polished to a mirror shine—odd clothing for the beach. He was motionless, his left arm splayed out on the sand. The couple decided that he was simply asleep, his face surrounded by mosquitoes. “He must be dead to the world not to notice them,” the boyfriend joked.

The journalistic equivalent of The Handsomest Drowned Man in the World.

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Calif. man accused of trying to break in to prison

‘There was no immediate information on how much of the mission’s goals were achieved’

DARPA lost contact with an ultransonic glider it was testing.

The small craft is part of a U.S. military initiative to develop technology to respond to threats at 20 times the speed of sound or greater, reaching any part of the globe in an hour.

The HTV-2 is designed to be launched to the edge of space, separate from its booster and maneuver through the atmosphere at 13,000 mph (21,000 kph) before intentionally crashing into the ocean.

The craft they tested last year “detected an anomaly, aborted its flight and plunged into the ocean.” For some reason, that’s funny to me.

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Swan says she didn’t smell anything odd when she dipped her hand into the substance.

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