New York City’s famous Carnegie Deli recently unveiled the “Jet Bow” sandwich, an edible ode to new New York Jets quarterback Tim Tebow. The sandwich is a massive 4-pound stack of pastrami, corned beef, roast beef, lettuce, tomatoes, mayo, and American cheese between four slices of white bread. The recipe definitely delivers the message about Tebow being an “all-American boy,” but we don’t think it gives the full picture. After all, Tebow is an evangelical, extremely conservative, pro-life, waiting-til-marriage, abstinence-only advocate. After the jump, a list of ingredients Carnegie Deli forgot…. [People Magazine] Keep reading »
Things you don’t want to hear after you’ve been shot: “I’m sorry, I thought you were a bird.” This was Colorado man Derrill Rockwell’s excuse for shooting a 23-year-old woman in the head with .22-caliber rifle. He thought he was taking down a pesky, red-feathered bird who was harassing his cats. But it turns out it was just a woman with a red mohawk. An easy mistake to make? I guess it didn’t help that he was 90-feet away and she was passed out drunk. Even though the woman survived the head wound, she may be in trouble for the bag of meth found near her. How did I know meth would be involved in this story somehow? Eh, just had a hunch. Not that this makes it her fault for being mistaken for a bird. That blame lies squarely with her mohawk. As for Rockwell, he was slapped with five years probation (he was banned from owning a gun after an attempted burglary conviction in 1995) and a $10,000 fine. He also clearly needs a pair of binoculars if he plans to do any further bird watching. [Boing Boing]
Can this be true? Or is it a ganache-induced fever dream? The Little Chocolate Shop, a chocolate factory in Leyburn, Yorkshire, UK, is allowing guests overnight stays in their “chocolate suite.” The suite features “edible furnishings, a chocolate fountain and a fancy dress box filled with Wonka-esque accessories, aprons and toques,” which will be replenished daily. WHAT. You had me at “Wonka.” And that’s not all: Guests can watch chocolate being made at the factory and end their stay with a “chocolate breakfast.” Chocolate breakfast — two words that sound so right together. This chocoholic fantasy is only available until April 8th and all proceeds will benefit Breast Cancer UK. The “chocolate suite” only sleeps four, so gather your friends to fight amongst themselves now. That might really be worth a hunger games. [Telegraph UK]
Johanna Quaas is 86 years old and still doing cartwheels. The German gymnast wowed at the 2012 Cottbus World Cup with this impressive floor routine. She also competed on parallel bars. OK, I feel lame. First of all, she looks amazing in her leotard. Second of all, SHE’S FREAKING 86 YEARS OLD. I’m going to work on my handstand this weekend. What are you doing? [Dlisted]
Have I mentioned that I have a mild phobia of public restrooms? I believe I have. I’m not scared of them per se, it’s just that I want to be alone when I go to the bathroom. Why should I be forced to share? It’s not cool. Since my single bathroom utopia is hard to find (unless I’m at home), I have to find some way to make this public restroom thing work. Japanese inventors came up with a solution for concealing embarrassing bathroom noises.The Eco-Otome Toilet Sound Blocker is an adorable little gadget that mimics the sound of a flushing toilet for 25 seconds. Just put it on your keychain and push the button until you or the other bathroom goer is done doing da business. A step in the right direction for bathroom-phobes. If only it didn’t cost $20. [Oddity Central]OK
Dear Robert Wilkinson (aka drunk guy who sang “Bohemian Rhapsody” to a cop),
Hello. Nice to meet you. Queen is also my favorite band, although I prefer “Fat Bottomed Girls” or “Somebody to Love.” Sometimes when the world feels overwhelming and I don’t know what to do, I sing Queen. There’s something soothing about singing their songs aloud. They help put life in perspective. Speaking of “Somebody to Love” … I think you should drop me a line if you’re sober now. I’m not into drunks. Plus you live in Canada. I don’t know if serenading cops is a regular thing for you — I really hope not. But this happened back in November, so I’m assuming you’ve got your shit together by now. I should tell you, I really liked your message about “brotherhood of men on the planet earth.” I can tell you are a peaceful man at heart and that “physical violence is the least of [your] priorities.” I think we should go do some karaoke together. What say you?