November 30, 2003
@ 04:55 PM
Chicken Little: In San Francisco, you never know what you're going to find when you knock on a car window -- but nothing prepared the cops for what they found the night of Nov. 3 down by Aquatic Park.

The window came down and there was a guy with a chicken sitting on his lap and a second chicken in a bag on the passenger seat.

"What's with the chickens?" the cop asked.

"I'm going to take them home and eat them,'' the driver replied.

"Lift up the chicken,'' the cop said.

The driver did -- and the next thing you know, the driver was in cuffs and the chickens were on their way to the humane society -- where (we kid you not) the hens were given a sexual battery exam by a vet the cops called in.

All we can say is, it's going to make for some very interesting testimony on the witness stand.

"But the killer will be the other evidence,'' a law enforcement source said. "A 15-ounce jar of Vaseline... with three feathers in it.''

[via Jamie Zawinski]


Sunday, November 30, 2003 10:31:51 PM (GMT Standard Time, UTC+00:00)
I am constantly amazed that people never manage to spell my name right -- even here in the future where we have this amazing technology called "cut and paste"!

On another matter entirely, you page appears to be hardwired to be somewhere in the neighborhood of 2000 pixels wide, no matter how I resize my window.
Sunday, November 30, 2003 11:54:39 PM (GMT Standard Time, UTC+00:00)
My bad, I couldn't find a spelling of your last name on your Live Journal blog so I went with the spelling I was familiar with from various Slashdot articles. I've fixed the spelling.

I've gotten similar complaints about the hardwired layout of my blog. I'll take a look at fixing this.
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