Archive for juillet, 2012

Five guys take the same photo for 30 years

samedi, juillet 28th, 2012

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Five teenagers posed for a photo at Copco Lake in 1982 that started a tradition spanning 30 years. The men plan to keep posing for the photo every five years until they die.

Read the article on CNN: click HERE.

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London 2012: Who will light the Olympic flame?

vendredi, juillet 27th, 2012

The answer to the question is a closely-guarded secret but you can find a list of a few contenders on BBC sport: click HERE.

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London 2012: Day-by-day guide to the highlights

vendredi, juillet 27th, 2012

What to watch? When to watch it? Who are the stars? Where will the drama come? Find out on BBC Sport: click HERE.

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The Old Bridge – a Texas Ghost Story

dimanche, juillet 22nd, 2012

Old Man McManor was the foulest-tempered fellow you ever did see; but he owned and operated the only sawmill over in Camden, so folks had to deal with him. Whenever anyone didn’t pay on time or crossed him, he’d take out his horsewhip and flail at them until they ran away cussing or broke down crying.

One evening McManor was out riding when a coyote scared his horse and it bolted. McManor was thrown down next to the bridge by the sawmill, and his head broke right open. Died instantly. There was a general sigh of relief when the sawmill was taken over by a nice fellow who’d moved to Texas from Kansas.

Read the rest of the story on American Folklore: click HERE.

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A dog and a cat’s diaries

samedi, juillet 21st, 2012

A dog’s diary

8 :00 am – Dog food ! My favorite thing !

9 :30 am – A car ride ! My favorite thing !

9 :40 am – A walk in the park ! My favorite thing !

10 :30 am – Got rubbed and petted ! My favorite thing !

12 :00 pm – Milk bones ! My favorite thing !

1 :00 pm – Played in the yard ! My favorite thing !

3 :00 pm – Wagged my tail ! My favorite thing !

5 :00 pm – Dinner ! My favorite thing !

7 :00 pm – Got to play ball ! My favorite thing !

8 :00 pm – Wow ! Watched TV with the people ! My favorite thing !

11 :00 pm – Sleeping on the bed ! My favorite thing !

A cat’s diary :

Day 183 of my captivity. My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while I am forced to eat dry cereal. The only thing that keeps me doing is the hope of escape, and the mild satisfaction I get from clawing the furniture. Tomorrow I may eat another house plant. Today my attempt to kill my captors by weaving around their feet while they were walking almost succeeded… I must try this at the top of the stairs.

In an attempt to disgust and repulse these vile oppressors, I once again induced myself to vomit on their favourite chair… must try this on their bed. Decapitated a mouse and brought them the headless body in an attempt to make them aware of what I am capable of, and to try to strike fear in their hearts. They only cooed and condescended about what a good little cat I was. Hmmm… not working according to plan.

There was some sort of gathering of their accomplices. I was placed in solitary throughout the event. However, I could hear the noise and smell the food. More importantly, I overheard that my confinement was due to my powers of inducing « allergies ». Must learn what this is and to use it to my advantage.

I am convinced that the other captives are flunkies and may be snitches. The dog is routinely released and seems more than happy to return. He is obviously a half-wit. The bird, on the other paw, has got to be an informant and speaks with them regularly. I am certain he reports my every move. Due to his current placement in the metal room, his safety is assured. But I can wait. It is only a matter of time.