Everybody’s heard about the bird

In fact, it’s a virtual certainty that you’ve seen one:

House sparrows are everywhere humans are. But despite their suggestive species name, Passer domesticus, they aren’t officially domesticated. The bold, tiny, gray-and-brown birds are found on every continent except Antarctica, hopping around cities, pecking at leftover food on sidewalks, and sometimes chasing away native bird species. A new study suggests how these ubiquitous avians have adapted to living alongside humans: The evolutionary process of natural selection may have favored genetic changes that altered their skull shape and allowed them to digest starch — similar to domesticated animals like dogs.

So that’s what happened to that corn dog you dropped by the curb.

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Naturism and Mixed Feelings of Freedom and Sadness

I think I’m running late.

Sky Clad Therapist - The Naked Psyche


“Who am I posing for?” – “Am I really feeling free?”

I was at an event the other day, selling and signing books when I met a man who had no intention to buy a book. Yet, for some reason or other, he stopped by my table with one of his friends. It was obvious to me that this was a man that had reached that point in his life which we call a “midlife crisis.” In his own words to me, he admitted that he had become a man he didn’t respect anymore. In all likelihood, I will find a message from him on my office phone [he took my business card] with the request to work with me on becoming a better man.

It was this chance meeting [or was it really chance?] that leads me to write about midlife crisis. This is what my friend, a Canadian…

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Corner to corner

Stage magicians have been slicing women in half for ages; traditionally this has been a horizontal cut through the midsection, but a few decades back, someone came up with the idea of cutting the young lady lengthwise. I never did figure out how that illusion worked. And I have no idea how this variation on the theme is accomplished:

Somewhere, I suspect, an illusionist is adapting the common woodchipper to stage magic. I’m not sure I want to know how that’s going to work.

Well, that didn’t last long

Ten minutes, apparently:

Imitation is said to be the greatest form of flattery but for one Melbourne driver, taking to the streets of Albert Park has turned into a great form of foolery.

Just 10 minutes after purchasing a 2013 Porsche SUV, a 37-year-old Yallambie man was pulled over after allegedly being clocked at more than 60km/h over the speed limit and had his new car impounded.

What’s more:

The enthusiastic driver filmed himself on a mobile phone while travelling at more than double the speed limit along Aughtie Drive, part of Melbourne’s Grand Prix Circuit.

I’m guessing he thought the police never, ever look at social media. But they didn’t have to, since they caught him in person.

Have your next toe-jam session catered

Fried chicken, foot flavor

Forget the Colonel’s eleven herbs and spices. This stuff supposedly tastes like the inside of Toru Hagakure’s socks:

At first glance, the menu at Japanese takeout chain Tenka Torimasu looks incredibly simple. They serve karaage (Japanese-style fried chicken), karaage bento boxed lunches with rice, cabbage, and potato salad, and that’s all. But there’s a hidden depth of variety at Tenka Torimasu, because of how many different flavors of fried chicken they offer.

Want teriyaki fried chicken? No problem. Neither are curry, wasabi, sweet chili, ponzu, or plum. And as this month, you can also try girls’ sole flavor.

Just to make that clear, that’s not “girls’ soul” or any other representation of the concept of youthful femininity, but “girls’ sole,” as in “this fried chicken tastes like the bottom of a young woman’s foot.”

Definitely don’t get the extra crispy.