Big news on the colorful gummy candy/fantasy autocannibalism front! A place called FabCafe in Japan is offering a new service that uses 3D body scanners to create a realistic, life-size replica of your body–made entirely of gummy candy. Amazingly enough, the entire process costs just $65, but there are only 9 spaces available in the gummy replica workshop (I sense an eBay bidding war is imminent). FabCafe is marketing the gummy replicas as a great gift idea for men to give to their romantic partners. I can’t decide if this story is disturbing or delicious, so I’m going to call it disturbelicious, and no, I’m not sorry. [Gizmodo]
Oh hai, Internet. This post is not an invitation to rage forth in the epic battle about circumcision. I am merely posing a question to you: is it kinda inappropriate for a nurse to write about your kid’s procedures on Facebook? A pediatric nurse in Spokane, Washington, wrote this on her Facebook page, which was apparently set to “public,” and somebody screengrabbed this joke about performing her first circumcision on a baby boy. (The reason it came to my attention is because she is now being lambasted by anti-circumcision activists.)
I’m not an expert on medical privacy issues, but if I found out that I had a therapist, doctor, dentist or nurse who was writing about my private medical procedures on social media, I might question their professional discretion. She’s not a private citizen writing about another private citizen, as if she had written, for example, “Some jerk cut me in line at Dunkin’ Donuts.” We all do that. She’s a medical professional writing about a patient. Wouldn’t that kinda be like me talking shit on Twitter about a publicist or editor? There’s a level of professional decorum required, and especially, I should think, it is required in health care.
What do y’all think? Would you be bothered if a medical professional wrote on social media about your bidness, even obliquely?
When Sean Norman’s bull terrier slipped into Pam Nkosi’s yard and bit her seven-year-old daughter, she felt that it was an act of racism. “I feel that the dog is racist. The way it behaved. It shows that it was not familiar with other races,” Nkosi said.
Norman initially denied that his dog bit the girl, accusing another dog of biting her and finally, claiming that the girl fell into a hedge. But a doctor confirmed the dog bite was from Norman’s bull terrier. Nkosi claims that Norman never checked in to see how her daughter was doing or offer to pay for any of the medical bills. An SPCA inspector didn’t comment on whether or not the dog was “racist” but said the case was being investigated. Keep reading »
Dear Bernard Anderson Bey,
As a 32-year-old homeless man, I think you’ve sensed that it’s time to take stock of your life, take responsibility for your actions and get your shit together. That’s good! You took initiative. You came up with a plan — albeit a misguided one — to turn things around for yourself. In a lawsuit you filed from a laptop at the Brooklyn homeless shelter where you are currently staying, you sued your parents, demanding that they mortgage their share in the home part-owned by your father so your family can “break the bonds of poverty” by buying two Domino’s Pizza franchises. The $200,000 lawsuit blames your parents for leaving you homeless because they allegedly raised you and your siblings in poverty and didn’t love you enough. As a backup plan, you’ve enrolled in automotive trade school (which I think may be your best bet.) Keep reading »
My big sister Allison egregiously aids and abets my panda obsession. She is the one responsible for almost all my panda crap, most of which sits on the bookshelf above my desk at work: panda mug, panda PEZ dispenser, panda eraser, twin panda Christmas ornaments, a panda figurine, and a panda T-shirt. Now, I have a new panda knickknack I covet: a micro crochet mohair panda. You read that right! This made-to-order panda cutie measures in at 0.8 inches, making him smaller than the pad of your finger. What the shit do I need a micro crochet mohair panda for? Especially one retailing for a cool $78? Who the fuck cares! Allison, my birthday is coming up. [Etsy]
Spontaneous human combustion (SHC), for those of you who don’t spend time obsessing over it as I do, is when a live or recently deceased human body catches on fire without any external ignition. As in, someone is sitting watching TV one minute, and the next they’ve gone up in flames. There a many theories as to how and why SHC occurs, none of them scientifically conclusive. One hypothesis is that SHC is related to unnaturally high blood alcohol levels. More paranormal explanations include an increased susceptibility to gamma rays or an atmospheric electrical phenomenon known as ball lightening. Many scientists don’t believe that the SHC truly exists. They claim that the fire always ignites outside the body.This is known as the “wick effect.” Needless to say, SHC is very, very rare. Wikipedia sites that there have been 200 cases reported in the last 300 years. Keep reading »