Archive for the ‘weird’ category

Really Bad Luck…

June 26, 2010

– – If not for bad luck, some people wouldn’t have any luck at all.  Consider the case of a guy in Raleigh, North Carolina who earlier this month was mauled by a black bear in his front yard, ending up with a deep gouge in his wrist…

…bad luck, right?–But as a topper, the same guy was struck by lightning  four years ago!  Now the odds of being attacked by a bear and surviving in any given year are one in 28 million, while the odds of being struck by lightning in a year and surviving are one in 1.213 million.  The odds of being both struck by lightning and mauled by a bear and surviving both in a four year span of time are 1 in 372 trillion!  Now some would say that such a person is either doomed to suffer more or is due for good luck, but such belief is what is called a gambler’s fallacy, and has no place in statistics;  one event has no bearing on the other.

And did I forget to  mention?- -The gentleman afflicted by both events is a minister, who may be seen as extremely unlucky or cursed for what happened to him, or lucky and perhaps blessed because he survived both.   It’s all a matter of perspective, really…



Blond Bigfoot?

June 20, 2010

– – A North Carolina man residing on a mountain in Casar reports having repeatedly encountered a ten-foot-tall yellow haired bigfoot with six fingers on his property.  The beast is reported to have looked like a giant ape with a man’s face, and it made whistling sounds.  It approached the man’s dogs and somehow became wrapped up in their chains, at which point the man poked the animal with a stick and rough-talked the creature before it left his property; no one likes trash talk, after all.   The man actually called 911 to ask if there would be a problem if he later found it necessary to shoot the beast!   As often occurs in such cases, there is no physical evidence or video/photograph of the reported cryptid.

The incident is not without area precedent, however.   In the 1970’s an unknown creature dubbed “Knobby” was often spotted in the same rural area, and was held responsible for killing chickens and other animals…


Ferret Legging…

June 16, 2010

– – We have learned from comedian Steve Martin about a sport called cat juggling, but did you know of another obscure but real sport called ferret legging?

Not for those who do not tolerate claws and sharp teeth near their, err, private parts, ferret legging involves having male-only contestants put live ferrets inside their trousers.  The winner is the one who is the last to release the animals.- – I swear that I am not making this up!  By the way, the world record for the event is an astonishing  five hours and thirty minutes!

It is speculated that the sport may have originated during a time when only the relatively wealthy in England were allowed to keep animals used for hunting, forcing poachers to hide their illicit ferrets in their trousers.  In the sport, competitors can’t be drunk or drugged, nor can the ferrets be sedated, muzzled,  or lacking a full set of teeth.   Trousers are tied at the ankles and belts are securely  fastened at the waist to prevent the ferrets from escaping; contestants do not wear protective devices or even underwear!  Two ferrets are then placed inside, and the competitor then stands in front of the judges for as long as they can…competitors can attempt to dislodge the ferrets from the groin area from outside of their trousers, although this can be difficult…and  yes, competitors are bitten and bloodied…one champion took to wearing white trousers so as to better manifest the blood!  Most males reading of this for the first time are by now probably either incredulous or squirming uncomfortably!

The sport has been practiced for centuries, but enjoyed a brief resurgence in the 1970’s.  Although described as a “dying sport” (we need not explain why), a national ferret legging event has been held in Richmond, Virginia every year since 2003…and participants can honestly respond in the affirmative when asked if they have a ferret in their pants!

(shudders)- – A sport I’ll never compete in, thank you!