Archive for September, 2011

No source was posted for these where I found them, so I don’t know where they’re from originally. I found them interesting though and I wanted to share, so here you go. Old black and white photos of women behind bars. If anyone knows where I can find more of these, let me know!

“Unknown woman in jail cell”


“An unidentified, young woman stands inside a jail cell in Denver, Colorado. She wears a hat with a lace veil, a wool coat and gloves.”

“An unidentified, young woman stands behind the bars of a jail cell in Denver, Colorado. She wears a wool coat with a raised collar and two rings on her hands.”

“A man guides a woman who hides her face; lockers and a shoeshine chair are to the sides.

 

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Michael Faherty died in his home in December 2010. His body was badly burned, but a fire in the nearby fireplace did not cause the blaze, forensic experts said. Scorch marks on the ceiling above the body and the floor below, and no trace of accelerant, led the coroner to return the controversial verdict, the first of its kind in Ireland, according to the BBC.

“This fire was thoroughly investigated and I’m left with the conclusion that this fits into the category of spontaneous human combustion, for which there is no adequate explanation,” West Galway coroner Dr. Ciaran McLoughlin told a court Thursday.

I didn’t think “Spontaneous combustion” was accepted as a cause of death anymore. I’ve heard that it’s usual a case of older people who smoke and drink in bed, and pass out with the cigarette still burning. I don’t have a source on that though, but I’m a firm believer in Occam’s razor, even though there’s some awesome appeal to spontanious combustion because it just.sounds.so.badass.

Sauceidy sauceiness.

Here’s some new Swenglish gems from my voice teacher. I try hard not to laugh because she’s quite old and sweet, but some of the stuff she says is just too much.

“To breath rightly you must have a good angel” (Obviously she meant “angle”, i.e sitting in a upright position)

“Before you start, we need you to sign the present list” (We didn’t get any presents… apparently it was an attendance sheet).

“I made this list for you to use as a lazy dog” (direct translation from the Swedish “Lathund” which means “Cheat sheet” or “Quick reference sheet”).

“…and the horses become confused because the voice is coming from down the hall” (Not even I can translate this one for you. The context is voice amplifiers, which makes the speaker’s voice sound like it’s coming from somewhere else than the speaker, but I can’t figure out the part about horses. I know she didn’t mean horses; I don’t think she was talking about being hoarse either because it doesn’t fit with the rest of the sentence. She might have mispronounced “courses” and meant that “(the students) become confused becaues (the teacher’s) voice is coming from down the hall). It’s a bit of a leap to think that she thinks “courses” means “students” though but it’s the best explanation I’ve got.c

She’s a bit odd, sweet but odd. We have an element called “Own Voice” which focuses on mastering the techniques we will later teach our patients. During these sessions we work with breathing right and using the muscles in our stomachs as support when singing and talking. My voice teacher thinks I’m way too tense, which ruins my breathing techniques and clenches my stomach muscles. This is probably true, because “Own Voice”-sessions take place in groups and I’m quite bad at copying the right noises, so I get a bit anxious because of that. Because of this tension, my teacher often put her hand on my stomach to feel if my stomach muscles are tense. If they are, she tells me to relax, and stands way too close for my comfort and stroke my arms and back.  In front of people. I’m not a fan of casual body contact even among some of my friends, so it doesn’t really help that much. I have to put a lot of energy into relaxing, just so she will go away and people will stop looking at me. I’ve talked about these to my classmates who now have to keep themselves from laughing any time they see her groping me. No sympathy 😦 Jk.


Random Saturday IML

Posted: September 17, 2011 in photos
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Cellphone photos from today.

Waking up at 9:30am after a night of partying. Can’t find my glasses, stumble out to the kitchen in a blur.

2pm: Mushroom hunting in the woods with Nico. Got back around 5:30pm, saw this in the stream near our home. WTF.

I stumbled across these comics online.

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I’ve always enjoyed the original, but this one is special. 😉