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“Police begin campaign to run down jaywalkers”
Jason Theriault | www.dispossessed.com

With reference to this post:
“Police begin campaign to run down jaywalkers”
Jason Theriault | www.dispossessed.com

After four weeks and three evictions, finally we have an escapee with some bloody opinions, who isn’t afraid to give some good headline:
BBC: “Big Brother’s Caroline vows revenge“
Ousted Big Brother contestant Caroline O’Shea has vowed get her own back on “evil” fellow contestant Nicholas Bateman, who she has branded her “betrayer”.
The blonde brummie said she will vote for his eviction if he is nominated and would like to “knock his block off”.
She described Tom as “dull”, Darren “arrogant” and said Mel was a “pain in the arse”, who was only interested in the men in the house.
And all the males in the house were branded Neanderthals.
“At least the women have something to offer – there’s a creative streak,” she said.
Work Well Together [via metafilter]
“Step 3: Catch a bunch of flies. Put them in a jar and put the jar in the freezer. In a few seconds the flies will be chilled out completely. This is called cryogenics, and it has its drawbacks. For example, the flies will be dead flies if you freeze them too long. Dead flies are no good. So if you’re a tinkerer, refrigerate your flies. It takes longer to make them comatose, but they have a higher recovery rate than the ones you leave in the freezer next to the burritos.”
(*Chapter headings, Prefaces, Prologues, Introductions, Initial Quotes etc. excluded)
What’s next, one wonders, when Big Brother judders finally to its close. Well, I’ve got an idea. How about you get, like, 14 people, and then you put them in an astronaut training camp and throw out one a week, and the one who’s left gets stuck in a rocket and sent up to the Mir space-station. What’s that you say? Someone’s already thought of it? You have got to be kidding me…
Which brings me to my current predicament. I have just won two tickets to the Gala Première and After-Show Party of X-men, to be held on Tuesday night in Leicester Square, and later in the Roundhouse in Chalk Farm. I can’t get in touch with Glyn or Simon at all, and even if I could I could only take one of them (assuming that they could get down here on a weekday night). So at one level I really shouldn’t go – I made a commitment to go with them. But let’s be honest. What are the chances that I’m not going to go?
When I was at school, I was really good friends with Glyn and Simon. We shared some (relatively geeky) passions, which in some cases we still do. When school finished, I took a year out before going to University. Glyn went off to York and Simon went off to Hull. York and Hull are quite close to one another so they kept in pretty regular contact. I kept in contact too, although slightly less regularly, and occasionally mooched up north to see them.
Our contact became slightly more sporadic when I went to University. I was in Bristol, and Bristol is not close to either York or Hull. So I tended only to see them during University vacations – particularly Christmas. When I stayed on at Bristol to do postgraduate work, I stopped going back to Norfolk for vacations and only saw them at Christmas when they were summoned back to their respective families.
Now, sensible people at this point would have prevailed upon e-mail as the perfect answer to this problem. Unfortunately, Simon wouldn’t buy a computer, and started working for the Ministry of Defence (and his e-mail suddenly became secret) – Glyn was a just a bit more hopeless, only apparently logging on about once every three to four weeks. I have friends in Mexico and Los Angeles who I am in better contact with.
Anyway. Nearly a year passed with absolutely no contact whatsoever, until suddenly a few months ago, Glyn announced that he was getting married. I went up to Leicester for the occasion, watched the ceremony and chatted to everyone there. It was a wonderful, bizarre, experience. And the strangest part of the whole day was when Glyn turned around to me about half an hour after the ceremony was complete and said, “I know this is the first time that we’ve really seen each other in like two or three years, but it’s great to see you. Which reminds me, there’s another fundamental reason we must meet up again. When’s the X-men movie coming out?“
‘Antimatter factory’ starts work
Scientists at Europe’s biggest high-energy physics laboratory have built an “antimatter factory” to study why the world is made of matter, not its mirror image.
A spokesman for one of three antimatter projects at Cern, Rolf Landua, said: “We are looking at how the Universe would look if it was made out of antimatter. Would there be the slightest difference between our Universe and the Universe of antiatoms?”