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Meteorite Hits Girl
redcliffe writes "The BBC has a story about a 14 year old North Yorkshire girl who was hit, on the foot, by a meteorite. Where's Bruce Willis when you need him?" The young Miss Carlton notes: "This does not happen that often in Northallerton"; no doubt the City of York is where most meteorites land.
I dont think the problem would be finding a layer to take on God (as they all think they are God), I think the problem is where is God going to get a layer in heaven?
"I saw it fall from above roof height," Siobhan told BBC News Online.
And it hit her foot. Man, I see an unidentified object coming at me from above roof height and I'm getting out of the way. I'll figure out what it is later.
But then I guess no one would write about that...
So far in the last year we've had:
- Mozilla 1.0 released
- A story on Slashdot about how a guy switched from Linux back to Windows, XP no less
- I got a girlfriend. (I'm man enough to admit that's not easy when you play with computers for a living)
- Nintendo launch two game systems plus a highly anticipated title ON TIME
- A girl getting hit by a meteorite
Yeesh. What a year.
1. Get a rock
2. Say it's a meteorite that hit you on the foot.
3. BBC believes you, publishes goofy photo of you holding your "meteorite"
4. ???
5. Profit
Alternately, all your beowulf cluster of meteorite are belong to us.
Yeah, that should about cover it.
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Marriage in Heaven
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On their way to get married, a young couple are involved in a fatal car accident. The couple find themselves sitting outside the Pearly Gates waiting for St. Peter to process them into Heaven.
While waiting, they begin to wonder: Could they possibly get married in Heaven? When St. Peter shows up, they asked him. St. Peter says, "I don't know. This is the first time anyone has asked. Let me go find out," and he leaves.
The couple sat and waited for an answer. . . . for a couple of months. While they waited, they discussed that IF they were allowed to get married in Heaven, SHOULD they get married, what with the eternal aspect of it all.
"What if it doesn't work?" they wondered, "Are we stuck together FOREVER?"
After yet another month, St. Peter finally returns, looking somewhat bedraggled. "Yes," he informs the couple, "you CAN get married in Heaven."
"Great!" said the couple, "But we were just wondering, what if things don't work out? Could we also get a divorce in Heaven?"
St. Peter, red-faced with anger, slams his clipboard to the ground.
"What's wrong?" asked the frightened couple.
"OH, COME ON!!" St. Peter shouts, "It took me three months to find a priest up here! Do you have ANY idea how long it'll take me to find a lawyer?"
From the meteorite's perspective, it got hit by a fast-moving girl.
Imagine being a rock drifting thru space. (Don't tell my boss, but I do it all day).
Out of nowhere a big blue ball appears and keeps getting bigger and bigger until a human foot smacks you right in the keaster.
The daily newspaper for meteorites, The Rock Chronicles[1], right now probably has a story running titled, "Human Foot Hits Citizen".
[1] I don't know if they have "Rolling Stone" there.
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