Well, in December Soichi Noguchi tweeted he would do it and now there is video proof. Space Sushi!
Link via Popular Science
Follow Soichi Noguchi on Twitter @Astro_Soichi
Want more space food? Check out this from the travel channel’s Bizarre Foods with Andrew Zimmern. It’s a behind the scenes look at NASA’s culinary underbelly.
According to the Telegraph.UK, Swiss prostitutes are being trained how to use defibrillators in case their valued ‘customers’ go into cardiac arrest during…well you know. “Brothel owners in the Lugano area say electric shock treatment to restart customer’s hearts is needed because so many elderly customers are using their services.” I wonder what they charge for that jump start?
Link via Telegraph.UK
I was perusing Etsy the other day and discovered these sexy Darth Vader laptop skins from Lana Kole. Man, I might just have to change my no sticker policy.
Pancake day? Well whatever do you mean? I mean, HAPPY EFFING PANCAKE DAY or (as those across the pond call it) Shrove Tuesday. Pancakes, pancakes, pancakes! In honor of this glorious day I am making my famed pancake burritos (recipe below). I wish I could write more, but I need to partake in Official Pancake Festivities.
You didn’t know there’s a pancake day? You want me to explain? Here’s the deal: tomorrow is the last day before Lent starts. During Lent we must go without (!!!) tasty delicious things like fat and butter and whatnot because someone said we had to. Therefore, we must get our pancake on before Lent starts. Today is the day my friends. Don’t let it slip you by.
PANCAKE BURRITOS
You will need:
Pancakes – I vote for a nice Buckwheat Blueberry.
Yellow/Orange Processed Cheese of the Cheddar flavor
Snausages AKA Sausages-Links or Patties-it’s up to you (Bacon may be substituted for sausage. Hell use both)
Scrambled eggs, though fried will work
REAL Maple Syrup not that artificial shit. For Christ’s sake it’s Pancake Day
Lay the pancake flat on a counter or plate.
Using a spoon, scoop the eggs in a uniform manner down the center of the pancake in a vertical line. Vertical, not horizontal, it will be absolutely RUINED if the eggs are placed horizontally.
Place the sausages on top of the eggs.
Add all the cheese.
Now it is time to syrup the beast (I recommend a nice zig zag line).
Take one end of the pancake and gently roll.
Voila, pancake burrito! Bon appetit!
If any of you have opened a newspaper today or read a blog you have probably already heard this, but let me regurgitate for my own sake. Ladies and gentlefolk, our favorite busty blonde has gone and gotten herself an education and a career, in the field of science. Did I die last night? Can this really be? It looks like the toy makers over at Mattel finally succumbed to outside pressures and tada the convertible driving, Malibu home owning, double D, diva AKA Barbie is back with a PhD, a laptop and some glasses. It looks like they even shrunk her ta-tas. Hmmm, smaller ta-tas and a Ph D? Interesting Mattel, interesting.
I’m sure little girls all around the world are anxiously awaiting the release day. “ Hey guys, guess what? I’m getting the new Barbie computer engineer doll complete with the new Barbie cubicle. It’s like the dream home, but with a desk and a designer ergonomic chair!” Just think of all the accessory possibilities. I can see it now Windows and Mac battling to the death for their own Barbed out versions. Oh shit what if she runs Linux?
Well Mattel, it’s a step in the right direction. You have taken your most iconic toy and tried to transform her from the materialistic whore she once was into a girl with a laptop. The binary code tee is nice and all, but perhaps she should come with her diploma in hand so she is not mistaken for the ever popular Co-Ed, Starbucks slurping Barbie. Seriously Mattel, what is up with the outfit?
What does this commercial have to do with HP? Absolutely nothing, but it’s still awesome.
Link thanks to Book Gnome
Police in Nigeria have detained a goat on suspicion of armed robbery. The goat was turned in by two concerned citizens who stated ” it was an armed robber who had used black magic to transform himself into a goat to escape arrest after trying to steal a Mazda 323″. I don’t believe it. A Mazda 323? Everyone knows that goats prefer the Mazda 6.
Police spokesman Tunde Mohammed “We cannot confirm the story, but the goat is in our custody. We cannot base our information on something mystical. It is something that has to be proved scientifically, that a human being turned into a goat,” he said.
In other bizarre animal news this little hen is delivering big time. The owners allege that the lil Columbian blacktailed cross hen is poppin out eggs the size of a grapefruit. Ouch! That’s omelette material.
Link via Telegraph
Sorry about the lack of proper posts, but the holiday season, birthday festivities and all around life just got in the way. We will be back in full force starting this Monday. Hey, don’t blame me! Blame those damn pink martinis and bottles of champagne that were flowing so freely. I am only human.
In other news, it appears that those religious types have their panties in a bunch yet again over the busty Virgin Mary depicted in Ricardo Oyarzun’s recent fashion show in Chile. Please see the sexiness below.
Dear Mr Roman Catholic Church,
This is effing AWESOME! This is what your lame, boring ass, religion has needed for quite sometime. It’s called a facelift. Trust me if this is how the Virgin Mary looked when I was in school, you bet your ass I never would have renounced my faith. In fact I would have been down on my knees praying everyday. EVERYDAY!
Reuters is reporting that police in Sydney are on the lookout for a man that broke into several sex stores and defiled the blow up doll fondly refferred to as “Jungle Jane”. Hmmm. Meow! Really? Well at least he is not an American.
“”He has been taking the dolls out the back and blowing them up and using the dolls and leaving them in the alley,” the owner, who gave the name of Vogue, told the Cairns Post newspaper.”
Before landing in my current profession I spent many years in the culinary underbelly slinging foie gras. It was a grueling life, long hot days surrounded by raw meats, and stinky boys. I can’t tell you how many times I prayed for my own assistant, an assistant much like these guys.
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