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3 accused of using corpse’s head to smoke pot

Now here’s a story that just gets better and better as it gets worse and worse. To wit:
- Boy gets busted either breaking into a car, or misuse of a credit card (he’s been charged with both).
- Tells the cops he and his buddies robbed a grave, took the head of a corpse, and made a bong out it.
- Cops believe it’s too fucked up to be true.
- It’s true.
Bad enough? Step right this way, through the curtain, my friends. Turns out it was the head of a child, from a historical graveyard! In a section “believed to be reserved for black veterans and their families….” They haven’t found the head yet, but rest assured that the boys are being charged with Abuse of a Corpse. Which is a misdemeanor.
Oh, and here’s your stinger: they’re all home-schooled.
My life, in a nutshell
So, I am bacheloring it this weekend, and, in an effort to prevent my regression into my natural form (Cave Troll), I need to Go Out and Experience Things.
Tonight, I have two options: both free, both films. I can see Before the Rains, a Merchant Ivory-esque film about a British Plantation owner who has a forbidden romance with an Indian woman in the dying days of British Rule, or I can see The Hagstone Demon, a low-budget indie horror film starring Mark Borchardt of American Movie fame.
I’m sincerely conflicted about this.
I think they’re on to me.
58. Avoid boredom. You have enough to eat. You can move. This must be acknowledged as a kind of freedom. You don’t always have to buy things, put things in your mouth, or be delighted.
How Not to Be Seen

An Australian army sniper shows off his weapon during a training exercise north of Melbourne.
Set up
Got here way too early for lunch. But I’m salivating at the thought of fish and chips.
Update: Holy crap was that a great lunch. I’m serious: the greasy fish and chips has totally reenergized me.
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Crazy Week
Monday was Five-Fifths of the Fringe, the fundraiser that kicks off the 2008 festival. Apart from selling buttons and Super Passes, I was also there in my vaguely-defined capacity of New Media d00d to tape parts of the show, interview people, and put them up on the website. The last of which would be a lot easier to do, had I not forgotten the power cable on the camera I borrowed. So, slight delay on that.
Tonight is film class, and tomorrow at 7 a.m. Shazz is leavin’ on a jet plane for The World Series of Birding. No, seriously, it’s real and that’s what they call it. It’s actually pretty prestigious, because she’s going to be on the Swarovski digiscoping team. So, props for that.
On Sunday, we wrapped principle photography for THACO. We have to do two more pick-ups, both of which shouldn’t take more than half an hour. Now, editing starts. I honestly wish I could tell you what I felt when we wrapped, but all I can think is that we have to start editing now, something that I know even less about that filming. Fortunately, I have two very enthusiastic friends to help me with that end, but at the same time, I am very aware that the job is only half done.
I’ve been eating too much sugar, which I attribute to a lack of character. It’s like having a bottle of pills in my medicine cabinet.
Take as needed for momentary euphoria.
Side effects: Lethargy, mood swings, irritability, minor depression.
And I’m gobbling them down like Judy Garland locked in a Walgreens. I’m not looking forward to this week: if I don’t find a way to make myself buckle down and write, I’m going to go crazier than an outhouse rat.
I don’t have an ending for this post, so I’ll just close with the note that as I was listening to LOVE 105, “Feelings” came on. And I had honestly forgotten that this was an actual song that was actually played on the radio, rather than just a punchline.
Blimey!
Government officials planning food supplies said the tea situation would be “very serious” after a nuclear war.
“It would be wrong to consider that even 1oz per head per week could be ensured,” they stated.
The Kubrick Site: Clarke’s 2001 Diary (excerpts)
April l2. Much excitement when Stanley phones to say that the Russians claim to have detected radio signals from space. Rang Walter Sullivan at the New York Times and got the real story — merely fluctuations in Quasar CTA 102.
The Kubrick Site: Clarke’s 2001 Diary (excerpts)
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