Meet Prince Hubertus of Hohenlohe-Langenburg, the German prince who is skiing for Mexico in the 2010 Olympics. I don’t really care about the Olympics, but when I see a name like Hubertus von Hohenlohe, I can’t help but take notice. I’d tell you more, but Time magazine has beaten me to the punch. Although, I’m considering him for honorary inclusion into the Foppish Dandy Database, purely based on his name alone.
Apparently he’s also a photographer AND a pop singer who performs under the names Andy Himalaya and Royal Disaster.
Here’s one of his videos, a song called “I Want Pop”:
This video for “Undiscovered Streets” highlights some of the 51 year-old’s accomplishments:
Tomorrow is the anniversary of the Jonestown mass suicide. For no apparent reason (other than morbid curiosity), I was looking at the Wikipedia entry for this and ended up looking at other cases of mass suicides, which then led me to an entry on mass hysteria.
That’s when I saw something called…I kid you not…”Penis Panic.”
1912: Franz Reichelt, tailor, fell to his death off the first deck of the Eiffel Tower while testing his invention, the coat parachute. It was his first ever attempt with the parachute and he had told the authorities in advance he would test it first with a dummy. Apparently he was one.
1926: Harry Houdini, a famous American escape artist, was punched in the stomach by an amateur boxer who had heard that Houdini could withstand any blow to his body above his waist, excluding his head. Though this had been done with Houdini’s permission, complications from this injury caused him to die days later, on Halloween (October 31) of 1926. Suckerpunched!
1974: Christine Chubbuck, an American television news reporter, committed suicide during a live broadcast on 15 July. At 9:38 AM, 8 minutes into her talk show, on WXLT-TV in Sarasota, Florida, she drew out a revolver and shot herself in the head. And…cut to commercial!
1979: Robert Williams, a worker at a Ford Motor Co. plant, was the first known human to be killed by a robot, after the arm of a one-ton factory robot hit him in the head. Remember…they struck first!
At this cafe in Japan, you get what the person before you ordered.
Let’s say you order some cake and coffee, you pay for them and find a seat. In a few minutes, you’re called to the counter where you pick up….soup and a sandwich….whatever the person in front of you ordered. The next person in line gets your cake (and eats it too!).
The cafe has a few rules. Among them:
Treat the next person. What to treat them with? It’s your choice.
No buying twice in a row.
Please enjoy what you get, even if you hate it. (If you really, really hate it, quietly give it to another while saying, “It’s my treat…”)
Just stumbled upon this piece of journalistic preciousness:
Explosion at office building near OBT, Sand Lake Road deemed ‘minor’
No injuries reported
Amy L. Edwards and Susan JacobsonSentinel Staff Writers
8:31 PM EDT, July 31, 2009
An explosion this afternoon forced the evacuation of a building at a south Orange County business park.
Nobody was hurt in the 4 p.m. explosion, which several workers witnessed in the courtyard in the 7700 block of Southland Boulevard, the Sheriff’s Office said. The park is near Sand Lake Road and South Orange Blossom Trail.
Investigators said the device was thrown over the building into the courtyard, but they made no arrests. Damage was minor and the device was weak, although some debris landed in front of the building, they said.
That’s the whole thing. So let me get this straight…
Several workers witnessed an explosion. The source of the explosion was a device of some sort (weak device…apparently not a bomb?) that “was thrown over the building into a courtyard”. Presumably by someone but they don’t know who.
Excuse me, but WTF?????
Is somebody bombing buildings near the Florida Mall?
In 2004, Starbucks had about 8,500 stores world-wide. By last year it had almost twice that many. Then the company started shutting stores — first announcing 100 closures, then another 500 last July, and 300 more early this year. To the inconvenience of a certain committed patron, named Winter, the chain doesn’t disclose which stores are doomed until shortly before they close.
Winter says he spends about 25% of his earnings, and three months of travel a year, on coffee runs to Starbucks.
Perhaps he should try a refreshing Crangerale, and always ask for it by name.
There are reportedly some 5,000 air rage incidents each year. Congress looked into this and they found in almost every case of air rage alcohol was involved.
Yet when a Kansas City reporter went undercover on an airplane, they were served eight drinks within the first 20 minutes on the flight…no questions asked. During the one-way trip, he bought a total of 14 liquor bottles…the equivalent of about 20 shots.
Air rage would seem to be only one of the assortment of problems pumping your passengers full of alcohol causes…
“… woman became intoxicated, went berserk.”
” … cabin attendant had to guard cockpit door.”
” … Pax had made a hijack threat.”
” … couple engaged in sex acts would not stop when ordered to by crew.”
Those are all swiped from the Federal Aviation Administration’s incident database chronicling passengers behavior.
Guess what folks…an airplane is not a bar, and it’s not your living room. It’s a multi-million dollar transport vessel. If you need a relaxant…get a prescription. Alcohol is terrible for calming nerves anyway.
Instead you should try a refreshing Crangerale. There have be absolutely ZERO cases of air rage involving Crangerale.
Monday, February 22
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Tomorrow is the anniversary of the Jonestown mass suicide. For no apparent reason (other than morbid curiosity), I was looking at the Wikipedia entry for this and ended up looking at other cases of mass suicides, which then led me to an entry on mass hysteria.
1912: Franz Reichelt, tailor, fell to his death off the first deck of the Eiffel Tower while testing his invention, the coat parachute. It was his first ever attempt with the parachute and he had told the authorities in advance he would test it first with a dummy. Apparently he was one. 
