Dan This is perhaps the creepiest video I have ever seen. If I’ve seen anything creepier, I can’t current think of it. I’m pretty sure I’m going to have nightmares about this for at least a week… maybe a month.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_G3kPPpHkGo
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My daughter’s godparents were attacked last night at Pomodoro’s Restaurant in York (South York Plaza) for not liking an Italian dish served there. Their daughter was taking them out for her father’s 50th birthday and expected to have a wonderful evening. Instead, they got some good food, some not-so-good food, and an angry chef with a kitchen staff posse beating them up.
Here’s what happened in her words [sic].
Last night while dining at Pomodoro’s Italian Resturant and Grill on Pauline Drive (formerly Scotto’s) my family and I encountered something that words cannot described. We were enjoying our time celebrating my fathers 50th birthday (which is today). We were having a great time having many laughs. When our entree’s came to the table all of our meal’s all of them were good, except for one. My mother ordered Rissoto with mushrooms, which was overloaded with raw garlic. Overloaded to the point where she could not eat it. She let our server know and he immediately went back to the kitchen to tell the chef that it wasn’t to her tasting. With that said, a whole night of events insued. The server came to the table and told us that the chef insisted that the meal was cooked to perfection and what we were tasting was truffle oil (which is not garlic flavored). When the check came he told us that he negotiated with the chef and they decided to take a different (more inexpensive) meal off of the check. My father insisted on speaking to the resturant’s manager to get the matter resolved. She came to the table and had no idea what had happened or that we had any issues. My sister, myself and my aunt went outside so that my parents could finish up with the bill. In the 5minutes that we were outside, through the window we saw the chef come barging out of the kitchen and start yelling. Insulting my mother saying that she doesn’t know how to eat and that this dish was perfect. (Anyone who knows my mother knows that we are Italian and grew up in the buisness) When my father told them that she just simply didn’t like it the chef tore the check out of his hand and told him to get the fuck out of the resturant. That is when it really went down hill.
This man felt it necissary to shove my parents out of the establishment and when they got outside a different man who was about 6’4 started yelling at my dad and when my dad told him ,back the fuck off the many shoved him and then started to punch him. As he was doing this 4 other members of the kitchen felt it necissary to come out of the resturant and all 5 of them knock my father to the ground and continue punching him in the face, kick him in the stomach and beat him with their shoes. Needless to say the police were called and within seconds 5 York Area Regional officers were on scene, along with an ambulance. Police reports have been given and my father was in the hospital until almost 1:30am. He does not have any broken bones and is still sore, but because someone didn’t care for the tast of rissoto he ended up with a chipped tooth, busted lip, gash on his forehead, a swollen jaw, and contusions to his arms. Not only a royal ass beating on the eve of his 50th birthday.
Other patrons at the restaurant backed up their story to the police, so evidently the chef and the staff are just crazy people. I’ve eaten there once before (when it was Scotto’s) but not for quite awhile. You can be sure I won’t be going there… oh… ever.
From what their attorney told them, after that incident, the restaurant won’t be in business much longer anyway.
Talk about not taking criticism well.
My family just got back from the Riviera Maya in Mexico where we stayed for about a week at a the Barcelo Maya Palace, an all-inclusive resort a bit south of Playa Del Carmen. While hanging out reading one day, I decided to goof around with some photo tricks and did the following pictures. Silly fun.
This report hits the nail on the head. Although I think that more education needs to occur than just what video games can provide, I couldn’t agree more with statements such as “playing video games all day, alone and friendless, is simply the best way that we have to prepare our children for a life of solitude in a barren wasteland.”
Are Violent Video Games Adequately Preparing Children For The Apocalypse?
WETA Workshop, the company that did all the crazy weapons and armor for the Lord of the Rings movies, fulfilled a double-amputee’s dream by creating a mermaid tail for her so she could swim. Aside from it looking very cool and letting the woman swim quite well, it’s a great thing that WETA took it upon themselves to do it for the woman. I love hearing about stuff like this.
Thanks to Infidelicacy for the link!
Today being Fastnacht Day, a generous coworker bought some fastnachts to share with everyone, which is a commendable act… almost as commendable as providing free bacon, but that’s another story.
I glanced into one of the fastnacht bags to pick out a bit of doughy, sugary goodness and saw, much to my chagrin, a knife and a third of a fastnacht next to the whole ones. Someone had actually gone to the trouble of cutting a fastnacht into three pieces. Count ’em! Three!
It’s outrageous!
Donuts (and fastnachts by relation) are whole entities. They should not be torn, cut, bent, broken, poked, or sliced by any utensil other than human teeth (pet treats notwithstanding). If you can eat half a donut, you can eat a whole donut and it really won’t make that much of a difference to your diet. If, for some unearthly reason, you feel that you cannot somehow manage to scarf down an entire entity of glazed or sugary or iced or jelly-filled goodness, you should simply refrain from partaking at all… or eat what you can and dispose of the remainder.
Donuts are art. Splitting up a donut is therefore destruction of art and should not be tolerated. It’s as close as you can come to blasphemy without getting all biblical! Eat it or don’t! I think I’ll make a bumper sticker out of that.
Next thing you know, people are going to start suggesting that we make fake bacon out of turkey.
What’s the world coming to!?
I’ve been following the shenanigans regarding the new stimulus bill, and have been shaking my head in dismay. I see the usual accusations of pork (which are almost always warranted) and the sniping by both sides about how something is or isn’t going to work… the usual ideological tripe from both sides.
What I find most amazing, though, is the hypocrisy. Isn’t that always the case? The Republicans are screaming about all the spending and unanimously voted against it in the House. However, for the original “bailout” when there was a Republican administration in the White House, fully half of the House Republicans voted for it, pushing it out so fast that the promised “oversight” of the companies receiving taxpayer money basically flew out the window with our 800+ billion dollar commitment.
Now that there’s a Democratic administration in the White House, though, the thought of spending all that money for a bailout somehow offends Republicans. They claim that it’s because of the pork and the faulty ideology behind the bailout plan, but make no mention of the fact that the plan they previously voted for did virtually nothing. Far be it from them to give a different set of ideas a fighting chance.
Given some time to look into the proposed new bailout, I have no doubt that I could find a lot of things that I’d think were absurd, wasteful, and irresponsible. I would, however, probably find a lot of things that sound promising. Despite my distaste for partisan politicking, I understand the reality that the political process is one big (probably corrupt) negotiation and if both sides don’t come to the table with the mutual goal of doing beneficial things for this country and a flexibility to listen to contrasting opinions, Congress might as well just close its doors.
Republicans, seemingly unwilling to do that, have their “We Love Rush” blinders on and their pouty bottom lips out in a hypocritical, childish display of misplaced solidarity.
I didn’t do this, but it looks very much like something that my buddy Drew and I would have done back when we worked for Armstrong. Now that I see this, it saddens me to think that we never conceived of the idea ourselves. *sigh*
Being a fan of all things Wizard of Oz and having a somewhat twisted sense of humor, I was, of course, delighted to find this image. What’s even better is that you can get it on a t-shirt at Neat-O-Rama… along with some other brilliant t-shirts.
I saw this posted by Megavirus over at Library Grape and thought his comment on the quote was terrific!
Obama said:
I’m not going to make any excuses. If stuff hasn’t worked and people don’t feel like I’ve led the country in the right direction, then you’ll have a new president.
Metavirus’s comment about the quote is:
This must be what it feels like to have an adult running the country.
I LOL’d, but it’s so true.