Saturday, 1 August 2009
Russian fishermen catch squeaking alien and eat it
Village residents from the Rostov region of Russia caught a weird creature two weeks ago after a strong storm in the Sea of Azov. The shark-looking creature was producing strange squeaky sounds. The fishermen originally believed that they had caught an alien and decided to film the monster with the help of a cell phone camera. The footage clearly shows the creatures’ head, body and long tail. The bizarre catch was weighing almost 100 kilograms, the Komsomolskaya Pravda reports.
Enigma of the 23-year-old baby
The "cabinets of curiosity" of the 16th and 17th centuries housed the extraordinary souvenirs that European missionaries and other travellers brought back from the New World and the East. Stuffed birds with brilliantly coloured plumage sat alongside seashells larger than the human body and mummies plucked from Africa's desert sands. But, as French surgeon Pierre Dionis discovered, sometimes the marvels in your own backyard are the strangest of all. When Dionis stumbled across a leathery fetus-like object in a priest's collection, he resolved to learn the truth about it. Could it really be that this misshapen object was the product of a 23-year-long pregnancy?Full story @ 'New Scientist'
"Bring Me The Head of Ubu Roi" with Pere Ubu
Bring Me The Head Of Ubu Roi is Pere Ubu's adaptation of the proto-Absurdist stage play that gave the band its name, Alfred Jarry's Ubu Roi (King Ubu). Its premiere in Paris in 1896 provoked riots in the theatre and a national scandal. A vicious and satiric re-telling of Shakespeare's Macbeth, Jarry's work lambastes do-gooder monsters and the Survival of the Unfit.Jarry's play, infamously, opened with the exclamation Merdre! - a euphemism for the French word for excrement. The closest English translation is shtrrrr. It became known as The Word.
Members of the band Pere Ubu perform all cast roles. Sarah Jane Morris is Mère Ubu. This series is a podcast of the first half of Bring Me The Head Of Ubu Roi. An album of songs called Long Live Père Ubu! will be released on September 14.
Podcasts available here.
The concert tour begins Friday, September 25, at the ICA in London.
Friday, 31 July 2009
HA!
911 guy: this is the ambulance emergency line, do you have an emergency.
Man: I need an ambulance
911guy: who is this?
Man: Joe
911 guy: okay, where do you need this?
Joe: I'm in a motherf*cking phone booth
911 guy: okay, what's the address there?
Joe: ....hold on
911 guy: Okay, sir, did you call for 911?
Joe: uh, yeah... no.
911 guy: okay, Joe, I need a location. What street are you on?
Joe: I'm in a motherf*cking phonebooth at the Stop and Go. That's it, I'm at the motherf*cking Stop 'n Go. On Waymouth...Hosmith, Carville 'n something. At the motherf*cking Stop and Go.
911 guy: Housmith, Corville and what?
Joe: hold on. ... yo lemme see. Coffee, coffee,
911 guy: Cafe?
Joe: There you go, I'm in the motherf*cking phone booth. I tell you what ...I'm driving down the road, driving my car, minding my own god damn business, and a motherf*cking deer jumped out and hit my car.
911 guy: Okay sir, are you injured?
Joe: Now, lemme tell you: I get out and pick the motherf*cking deer up because I thought he was dead. I put the motherf*cking deer in my back seat and I'm driving down the motherf*cking road and minding my own business, the motherf*cker woke up and bit me on the back of my god damn neck....he bit me and kicked the shit out of my car.
I'm in a motherf*cking phone booth, a deer bit me in the neck, and then a bigmotherf*cking dog came up, bit me in the leg then I went and I hit him with a motherf*cking tire iron, I stabbed him with my knife so I got a hurt leg and the motherf*cking deer bit me in the neck and the dog won't let me out of the motherf*cking phone booth, 'cause he wants the deer.
Now who gets the deer, me or the dog?
911 guy: okay, sir, are you injured?
Joe: Yeah, a motherf*cking deer bit me in the neck! hold on. The motherf*cking dog is biting me. Hold on, God damnit, get out of here--hold on, the motherf*cking dog is biting my ass,
hold on...
(inaudible)
Man: I need an ambulance
911guy: who is this?
Man: Joe
911 guy: okay, where do you need this?
Joe: I'm in a motherf*cking phone booth
911 guy: okay, what's the address there?
Joe: ....hold on
911 guy: Okay, sir, did you call for 911?
Joe: uh, yeah... no.
911 guy: okay, Joe, I need a location. What street are you on?
Joe: I'm in a motherf*cking phonebooth at the Stop and Go. That's it, I'm at the motherf*cking Stop 'n Go. On Waymouth...Hosmith, Carville 'n something. At the motherf*cking Stop and Go.
911 guy: Housmith, Corville and what?
Joe: hold on. ... yo lemme see. Coffee, coffee,
911 guy: Cafe?
Joe: There you go, I'm in the motherf*cking phone booth. I tell you what ...I'm driving down the road, driving my car, minding my own god damn business, and a motherf*cking deer jumped out and hit my car.
911 guy: Okay sir, are you injured?
Joe: Now, lemme tell you: I get out and pick the motherf*cking deer up because I thought he was dead. I put the motherf*cking deer in my back seat and I'm driving down the motherf*cking road and minding my own business, the motherf*cker woke up and bit me on the back of my god damn neck....he bit me and kicked the shit out of my car.
I'm in a motherf*cking phone booth, a deer bit me in the neck, and then a bigmotherf*cking dog came up, bit me in the leg then I went and I hit him with a motherf*cking tire iron, I stabbed him with my knife so I got a hurt leg and the motherf*cking deer bit me in the neck and the dog won't let me out of the motherf*cking phone booth, 'cause he wants the deer.
Now who gets the deer, me or the dog?
911 guy: okay, sir, are you injured?
Joe: Yeah, a motherf*cking deer bit me in the neck! hold on. The motherf*cking dog is biting me. Hold on, God damnit, get out of here--hold on, the motherf*cking dog is biting my ass,
hold on...
(inaudible)
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