Over the Edge

I'm migrating this blog to version 4.0, so things may be even odder than usual for a little while. My host, LivingDot, is being of minimal assistance in this process.

I'll keep you posted -- if I can

From the AP, via WCBS Radio:

FORT WORTH, TX (AP) -- A 47-year-old insurance company worker accidentally fired his gun in his office cubicle, shooting himself in both legs, police said.

The man, who hasn't been identified, had put his .45-caliber gun into his jacket pocket and then draped the jacket over the back of his chair Tuesday morning, said Brett McGuire, Lake Worth police chief. The gun discharged as the man settled into his chair.

Over in the swamps of Jersey, they renamed what was once the Brendan Byrne Arena and was then the Continental Airlines Arena after Izod, the popular leisureware of the 70s and 80s. (The news angle is that someone's suggesting that the building will be more valuable, not less, when there are no pesky tenants left.

But look at the photo. All the place needs now is one of those little crocodiles that adorned the Izod shirts, and the look will be perfect. (I'd even forgo the pink or green color. So not Jersey.)

And yes, I know that the croc was because of the long-standing and now-ended licensing deal with Henri Lacoste, the tennis player. Gimme a break.