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NewsFails July 2015

23 Jul

July 23, 2015

Dear The Dean of NYU School of Journalism:

Hi. I am a lifelong New York resident who would love to attend your school or university. I think that I can write some things pretty good, and I am willing to learn how to write some other things. If you accept me to your fine school or university, I promise that I will never write anything like these things below that I am going to show you.

Thank You Very Much,
Regards
Sincerely.

Bruin Z. Othello

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“Loon lake?” This article was about a loon on a lake, if you ask me.

Look, it is pretty simple. Most cats are not seafaring cats. They do not like the water. Taking a cat on a canoe is just asking for trouble. I bet that cat turned the man to kibble and kitty litter before he was 3 feet away from the dock.

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Sorry Dina, porn does not count.

I wonder if any of the offers were for her to be in a snuff film? Not that I’m saying she’s a bad actress (OK, yeah, I’m saying it) but she wouldn’t even make a convincing dead body.

The Metro is, I think, free here in NYC. They hand it out near subway stations, yet has the best headline writer of the bunch.

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Evann Gastaldo, how do you do it? How do you keep a straight face? Even the cat in the canoe article was credited to anonymous editors and staff. Glad you’re proud of this.

“So a priest, a rabbi, and a farting drummer walk into a bar.” Got it. I just wonder what it would have cost if the window was closed? Would paramedics have been called?

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I am sure that a couple of surveillance cameras would have been far less expensive.

At times like this, I am jealous of the highly trained journalists at Newser. When I write about people pooping a warehouse it is for laughs. When they do it, they get paid. If I got paid for every article about poop I wrote I’d be a millionaire. (Wait, what does that say about my blog? Uh…)

And here we are, the highlight of the month. This article was so good that I had to run it in its entirety. Here he is, The World’s Sexiest Gorilla. And wouldn’t you know it, this story comes out of Japan. (Click to enlarge.)

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Dear The Dean of NYU School of Journalism:

I think I changed my mind. I don’t want to be associated with any of this. Please send my application over to Hamburger University instead.

Thanks
Your Pal

Bruin Z. Othello

Lindsay Lohan Overdoses…on Ice Cream

25 Jun

June 25, 2010

Free Carvel Ice Cream Card

Lindsay Lohan is America’s favorite train wreck. Famous for, well, I’m not quite sure, she is currently wearing an alcohol monitor around her ankle. They tried it around her neck but Lindsay drinks so much that the monitor just melted from all the liquor fumes, thus rendering the results invalid. The ankle is as far from Lindsay’s head as they can get.

Carvel is America’s wholesome ice cream emporium. Seriously, after hot dogs at a ball game, what says “America” better than a Cookie Puss? (BTW- women can now get a cream to clear up their cookie puss in a matter of days.) Tom Carvel, the genial ancient man who for several millennium hawked Carvel ice cream, first on papyrus, later on the new Marconi wireless device, and eventually on a disc on the Pioneer 10 spacecraft meant to introduce interstellar species to Fudgie the Whale, died in 1989 but has been immortalized as a Rocky Road ice cream sculpture kept in the walk-in case of the Toledo Ohio store.

Lindsay. Carvel. Evil. Good.  It was inevitable that they meet, yet, like matter and anti-matter, inevitable that they combust.

So what happened is that Carvel is a pretty savvy firm. To celebrate their 75th anniversary, they gave out 75 cards to celebrities. Each card entitles the bearer to $25 worth of free ice cream every week for 75 years. The idea is that the celebs will get photographed entering Carvel, eating Carvel ice cream, buying a Nutty the Ghost or a Carvelog, and viola! Free publicity. (And for the record, while Carvel sells “Carvelogs” in three flavors, I was sure that a Carvelog was something that came after the purchase, if you know what I mean.)

Celebrities given Carvel black Cards included Ronald Reagan (posthumous), General Larry  “the Pants on the Ground Guy” Platt, The Iron Sheik, one of President Obama’s foreign cousins, and Lindsay Lohan. Carvel’s heart was in the right place but their head was up their ass. What were they thinking? Lindsay Lohan is not in The Iron Sheik’s class.

Well, the problem is that Lindsay’s card was passed around more then she was at one of her girlfriend Sam Ronson’s parties. Lindsay gave it to her cousins, her bodyguards, her driver, her pusher (allegedly! Hee hee.), whoever picked her up off the sidewalk, random drunks (or should I say other random drunks?) and pretty much anyone who looked like they could use a nice Cookie O’Puss for St. Patrick’s Day.

Anyway, one day Party Mom Dina Lohan © trolled into her local Carvel and, well, I’ll let Carvel tell it, as it appeared on their own blog. Yes, Carvel has a blog. I didn’t believe it either.

Unfortunately, the Lohan family has been abusing the card.   While the card was issued in Lindsay and Ali’s names only, their extended family has repeatedly used the card without either present.   At first, we graciously honored their requests while explaining that the Black Card was not a carte blanche for unlimited Carvel Ice Cream for the extended Lohan family and friends.  After more than six months of numerous and large orders for ice cream, we finally had to cut off the card and take it back.

Dina Lohan reacted badly and called the police to have her card returned.  The police responded and did return the card to Dina with instructions not to use it again.

This is an unfortunate situation where certain people feel entitled to use a celebrity’s name for their own purposes. We regret that the Lohan family is upset and hope this matter is put behind us quickly

Dina Lohan wants ice cream

Dina Lohan in happier times.

Can you imagine all the 3am Carvelatte runs there must have been? The late night orders for 25 gallons of Peanut Butter Arctic Blenders? I personally love the thought of a very high (appearing, allegedly, hee hee) Lindsay Lohan stumbling in at 6 am, missing one shoe, demanding a Fanta Orange and Vodka Iceberg drink.

But the nerve of Professional Enabler Dina Lohan ©! To call the police! Over free ice cream! This after all the calls she didn’t make to get her daughter into rehab before she, you know, maybe died. The best thing that ever happened to Lindsay Lohan is the alcohol monitor. She appears cleaner and healthier then ever. That judge may have saved her life. But hey, who am I to say who is right here? I am just some guy who has his priorities in order.

On the other hand, I never got a free ice cream card from Carvel.