I found this on Tumblr. If any of you are hockey fans, you know about Darryl Sutter, coach of the LA Kings. He has a penchant for unintentionally funny press conferences and is well-known for his demeanour. Check this out for a good chuckle.
Today’s helpful sign is easy to relate to on a personal level. If I had a nickel for every time I watched the wrong side of a monitor, I would be pretty broke. Is this warning label hell? Is it a conspiracy to help the world on its dumbing down. Is it a government job creation program (someone has to make and apply these labels)? Did someone by Jimmy Kimmel a label maker for Christmas?
A camel escaped in Los Angeles, terrorizing residents for 30 minutes. Story here.
Have a great week, and remember, if you being chased by a camel, or a runaway snowball for that matter, don’t climb a tree. A crocodile may be waiting for you. The world is getting more dangerous every day.
Let’s see, what struck me this week. Struck me and will, perhaps, stick with me.
Ian Fleming’s image of James Bond; commissioned to aid the Daily Express comic strip artists. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
1. It is freaking cold in Antarctica. Like minus 135.8 degrees (F) cold. Story here
2. James Bond drinks enough to be an alcoholic. Some doctors, with way to much time on their hands, read all the Bond novels and measured his alcohol intake. Story here
 When we get older we think differently, don’t we? This letter was sent to the Principal’s office after the school had sponsored a luncheon for the elderly. An elderly woman received a new radio at the lunch as a door prize and was writing to say thank you. This story is a credit to all humankind.
Dear Kean Elementary:
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God bless you for the beautiful radio I won at your recent senior citizens luncheon. I am 84 years old and live at the Sprenger Home for the Aged. All of my family have passed away.. I am all alone now and it’s nice to know that someone is thinking of me. God bless you for your kindness to an old forgotten lady. My roommate is 95 and has always had her own radio, but before I received one, she would never let me listen to hers, even when she was napping.
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The other day her radio fell off the night stand and broke into a lot of pieces. It was awful and she was in tears. Her distress over the broken radio touched me and I knew this was God’s way of answering my prayers. She asked if she could listen to mine, and I told her to kiss my ass.