Having dutifully paid my child support, I have mixed emotions about this.
A court in Padua has ruled in favour of a divorced father who pays alimony to his ex-wife in the form of pizza, Il Gazzettino reported.
He was ordered to pay €300 in child support for the couple’s daughter each month as part of the divorce settlement, and the professional pizza chef chose to make the payments in the form of delicious pizza – something his ex-wife was not happy about.
According to the rest of the story, one factor affecting the judge’s ruling was that the man does not make enough money to pay the full cash amount.
I found this to have a kind of weird fascination, or fascinating weirdness, or something.
No, no, no. That
art Gilligan’s Island.
Officials say three men who had been missing for three days were rescued Thursday from a deserted Pacific island after a U.S. Navy plane spotted a gigantic “help” spelled out with palm leaves.
U.S. Coast Guard spokeswoman Melissa McKenzie said Saturday that the men were reported missing Tuesday by their families after they failed to show up at the island of Weno.
Follow the link for the picture. It’s a peach.
No, not one of the usual empty suits–
an empty lawsuit.
This is trolling of the highest order.
The tin-foil hat brigade gets all upset about
mythical dangers such as EMP.
the birds got this.
As I was driving home from
dinner with my friend, who had an engagement, I was passed by an SUV (SVU might be more like it) with the word, “T-R-U-M-P,” on its rear window in luminous tape.
That sight would have given
H. P. Lovecraft himself the willies.
My other thought was, “There goes a racist.”
By the company they keep shall ye know them.
Let the snaring economy
automate your life. (Warning: In questionable taste.)
Life imitates art and gets punished for it.
Daniel Ruth notes that Florida is kind of maybe sort of thinking about considering regulating venomous reptiles. The whole article is a gem and joy which also applies to topics other than snakes in locales other than Florida. Here’s a snippet:
Even Brian Yablonski, the FWC (which somewhat unaccountably seems to stand for “Florida Fish and Wildlife Conservation Commission”–ed.) chairman, admitted to the Panama City News Herald that he was at a loss to understand why anyone would want to own a venomous snake, adding: “With freedom comes responsibility, and somehow with the responsibility side, the wheels have fallen off a little bit.”
Isn’t that precious? It’s rather doubtful the Founding Fathers ever considered inserting the phrase “life, liberty and the pursuit of cottonmouth moccasins” into the Declaration of Independence.
. . . unless
the fences are bamboo.
I once knew a fellow who bought a house with a stand of bamboo in the back yard. He grew to hate the stuff.
Frederick Neuman tries to figure out what goes on ladies’ rooms to give Donald Trump a case of the wobbling willies. A bit:
The last time I had a serious discussion about what went on in the ladies (girls’) room I was eight or nine years old.