• Podcast Jack e-mailed me this news story, taken from ABC News, about a giant inflatable dog poo blowing away from an outdoor exhibition in Switzerland. “The art work, titled Complex Shit, is the size of a house”. I’m not quite sure what to say about that, but it makes me wonder whether life would be different for people if there were animals on Earth that shit bricks the size of houses. I bet if they were flying animals, you’d say way more reinforced housing structures all over the world. [story]

• Jack also e-mailed me this story, about something called Windigo phenomenon, or belief in a malevolent cannibalistic spirit that could take possession of a person’s body and transform him or her into a flesh-hungry killer. Apparently the guy who beheaded and cannibalized the man seated next to him on a bus in Canada was a newspaper delivery man who, the week before the incident, delivered a paper containing a story about the Windigo phenomenon. When a Windigo expert was asked about the connections between historic cases and the Greyhound bus attack, and whether or not there was evidence of the phenomenon in this case, he said, “It’s beyond eerie.” Way to go, champ. Thanks for the scholastic insight. I really feel like I’m a believer now. [story]

• Dinosaur sighting off the coast of Australia? Yup. “Since the 1990s, a large ‘reptilian’ creature has been sighted occasionally on Umbungi Island in West New Britain, Papua New Guinea…The creature was described as having a long tail and a long neck and was 10-15 metres in length, with an appearance like a ‘very large wallaby’ and having a head like a turtle’s head.” Now, I don’t know about you, but have you seen what women in that part of the world look like? It’s disgusting. My guess is that there’s no dinosaur, it’s just a homely woman. Although, the “turtle’s head” comment makes me wonder if maybe Maggie Gyllenhaal recently sneaked away for a little vacation following the whole Batman media blitz.

• It’s official: “beer goggles” are real. A team of researchers has proven that people really do appear more attractive when we’re drunk. I for one feel vindicated by the results of this experiment, because I’ve had a few questionable encounters in my day that I would consistently blame on the presence of alcohol or other nefarious intoxicants, and my friends would always chide me by saying “bullshit”. Now I’ve got the upper hand, as science has sided clearly with me, the guy who has woken up in a deep, deep depression several times wondering what on earth possessed me to make the decisions I made the previous night. Thank you, science. It feels as if a great weight has been lifted from my chest. Yours too, I bet, right? [story]

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