Random Musings for a Wednesday

"JetBlue Passenger Swallows 50 Cocaine Pills, Flies to U.S." said a headline in The Huffington Post yesterday. Crankyjewishguy (CJG) guesses the only question is whether she flew to the States on the plane or all by herself. Apparently, 21 year-old Luisa Gill swallowed the pills in the Dominican Republic and was arrested on her arrival in Boston when she began "acting suspiciously." CJG suspects she was going round and round on the baggage carousel for a few hours when police realized no one was going to claim her.

The view out your JetBlue window when you fly after
 swallowing 21 capsules filled with cocaine.

It was also reported yesterday that Bristol Palin, the daughter of Half Baked Alaska, plans to run for political office some day, if she sees "something that needs to be changed." That's good to know because (a) we could certainly use someone with her vast life experience and high school education and (b) it means that everything is copasetic with Bristol right now and nothing needs to be changed. Kid, if your mother, by some miracle, gets elected president that will be your cue. In the meantime, the baby's diaper probably needs to be changed...now. Hard to believe that two and half years ago she was just an unwed, knocked-up teenager on pre-maternity leave from Wasilla High School and now, by dint of her intellect and hard work, is a national celebrity who owns her own home in Phoenix. Kids, here's a dirty little secret: the key to success in life isn't hard work and education; it's getting a senile politician named John McCain to put your ambitious, yet utterly unqualified mother on a national presidential ticket.

In other news, Orbitz.com, the online travel web site, surveyed customers ahead of Valentine's Day to find out which U.S. cities people thought were the most romantic. Talk about your scientific survey. Respondents were given only six cities to choose from: San Francisco (which came in first), followed by Miami, Las Vegas, New York, L.A. and Chicago. Couldn't they have opened up the competition a bit? What about Wilmington, Delaware,  Omaha, Nebraska, or Newark, New Jersey? C'mon, Orbitz, give us some real choices!

There's nothing like a romantic, moonlight stroll through downtown Newark.

And, finally, in the Poetic Justice Department, a man in California was killed yesterday by a rooster. Yes, by a rooster. The deceased was at a cock fight when all hell broke loose (he was not deceased at the time). In the mayhem, one of the roosters, with blades attached to his claw (as they are during cock fights), opened a substantial wound on the man's leg and he later died. Trust CJG, you won't see that on Animal Planet.