Another one bites the dust

RIP Trevor Bolder.



David Bowie with  Jean Genie in 1973 on Top of the Pops. The one with the harmonica riff from David at the end.

Fanks.

From around the web

In an article about the Colorado shooter, the Examiner writes:

The legal definition of insanity in Colorado is "the ability to distinguish right from wrong, caused by a diseased or defective mind." 

I'm sure it isn't.  The inability perhaps, or, the definition of sanity is the ability to distinguish right from wrong, or something.  The definition in the article is hopeless.

I'd leave that in the comments except it requires Facebook to sign in.  The ghettoization of the famous web 2.0 is unbelievable. Why any adult would need to join a high school facebook page to comment on a news rag is beyond me. I'll stick with web 1.0. Actually, I'd have been happy with Usenet and the Examiner could have remained on paper, or whatever it used to be.

When it had sub-editors.

From around the web

An occasional series.

I know the Dow Jones has been crazy all year, but I didn't know it was this crazy. (The graphic is usually an easily read trend chart.)




I went to the Chicago Sun-Times to read an article on the increase in middle age suicides, and this is what it looked like.



The article begins:

The suicide rate among middle-aged Americans climbed a startling 28 percent in a decade, a period that included the recession and the mortgage crisis, the government reported Thursday. The trend was most pronounced among white men and women in that age group. Their suicide rate jumped 40 percent between 1999 and 2010. 

 But much more scarily, the picture is of the Terminator and the caption reads:

Machines such as the ones seen in the movie "Terminator Salvation" could one day make humanity wish they'd never crawled out of the primordial goo. 

 What?! No wonder the suicide rate is peaking! Is there no hope?   (Bored sub editor, maybe?)

Blue Grandis

This is Fatty, my 15 year old Phelsuma madagascariensis grandis, or geico gecko as they are known nowadays.

Fatty, like almost all grandis geckos, is lime green with red spots on his back and red markings on his face. However, he's been outside for a week or two and it's currently very sunny in Southern California. When he's suntanned, his skin is blue.



I've never seen a blue grandis before - the intensity of the color rivals that of my Phelsuma guimbeaui, Heidi. I don't have a picture of Heidi because he is aptly named and I've never gotten near him with a camera in my hand.