Yes yes, I'm a blogging back-dater.
I tend to miss a few days of writing, then come back to fill in the blanks occasionally...

It's my creative license. My chronological freedom. My way of messing with the world. Anyways, on to todays weirdness.

This guy never even wondered why his biceps could suddenly glow in the dark? (Dumbbell, depleted uranium ... who can tell the difference these days?)

-Mike

On the bright side, the coroner in Franklin County, North Carolina, figured out Larry Green wasn't dead before Green's funeral.

But on the other hand, one has to wonder why paramedics thought he was after they picked up what they thought was Green's lifeless body following a traffic accident:

"Green, 29, of Louisburg, was in the middle of the dark intersection of U.S. 401 and N.C. 39 Monday when he was struck by a 1999 Toyota passenger car driven by Tamuel Jackson, 36, said Patty McQuillan, public information officer for the Department of Crime Control and Public Safety, which oversees the state Highway Patrol.

Highway patrol and several emergency medical units arrived at the scene shortly after the 9 p.m. accident, McQuillan said. Emergency medical technicians declared Green dead and placed him in a body bag for transport to the morgue.

Once at the morgue, Perdue unzipped the body bag about 11 p.m. and began his examination.

"I saw a slight, irregular breath," Perdue said. "That's when I notified (emergency medical services) to quickly come back and pick up the body.""

If he recovers, I imagine he's in for a pretty hefty financial settlement. And if he doesn't, I have to think his family is going to sue somebody.

No matter what, Franklin County looks like it's going to be out a sum requiring two commas to record.

So a doctor from England has somehow calculated that today is the worst day of the year. He has based his calculations on the weather, the post Christmas depression, the holiday weight gains, incoming credit card bills and the realization that New Years resolutions have fallen by the wayside.

"Arnall, who specializes in seasonal disorders at the University of Cardiff, Wales, created a formula that takes into account numerous feelings to devise peoples' lowest point."
The model is: [W + (D-d)] x TQ
M x NA

It goes on to say, "The equation is broken down into seven variables: (W) weather, (D) debt, (d) monthly salary, (T) time since Christmas, (Q) time since failed quit attempt, (M) low motivational levels and (NA) the need to take action."

Well the weather here in SoCal has been great, no complaints from me. The post Christmas depression only gives me a chance to look forward to spring and the beach season, the weight gains are gone, the incoming credit card bills are not incoming, and the New Years resolutions were never made because I have made lifestyle resolutions that I have kept for years and only set new goals for this year.

I hope no one reading this considers today the WORST day of the year, because I don't...

Thanks to Lou for this one:
There's this guy named Charlie Bell. Started working at McDonald's in Australia when he was 15. Worked his way up to CEO of the entire McDonald's Corporation, the first non-American to hold that position.

Seven months after being named CEO, he died of colorectal cancer. He was 44 years old.
His predecessor as CEO, Jim Cantalupo, died of a heart attack after running the company for 16 months. He was 60, which is ancient by fast-food-CEO standards.

Bell said he ate at McDonald's almost every day.
And here's the money quote, if you like your irony deep-fried:
He once said the company's biggest threat was "complacency."

You know, I would take a closer look at the food.

Daytime is now 2.68 microseconds shorter because of last month's tsunami

"The massive force unleashed by an earthquake off the coast of Indonesia altered the shape of Earth in a number of minute yet significant ways, NASA scientists have determined. "

It goes on to say "In data released this week, NASA determined that the Dec. 26 earthquake moved the North Pole, which constantly jiggles slightly, 2.5 centimeters--about an inch--in an eastward shift that is part of a long-term seismic shift. "

Read all about it here.

Kinda crazy that a single EarthQuake could do all that.

Thanks to Rick for sending me this one:
A South Dakota man who once weighed 1,072 pounds (a half a ton) is checking out of the hospital after losing more than 450 of those pounds.
Once known as "half-ton man," Patrick Deuel now weighs about 650 and wants to slim down to 240.

But here's the part that kills me:
"Deuel tried many diets during his youth and early adult life, but the pounds were slow to melt off. He'd get discouraged, take comfort in old routines and return to overeating.

By the mid-1990s, he stopped leaving his house and ended up housebound for seven years. For several months last year, he couldn't leave his bed and depended on his wife, Edith, to clean and care for him."

Isn't that just a polite way of saying the guy couldn't wipe his own ass? The story didn't say anything else about his wife, but I have to assume this is a case of true love.

Or true masochism.
(Assuming there's a difference ...) :)