Electricity is a funny thing!

There are many transmission lines that crisscross Connecticut. These are held up by Transmission Towers of various constructions. Those most commonly installed near urban areas are called “metal Ornamental Towers” (supposedly prettier than wood towers). Sometimes adventurous folks climb the towers in order to enjoy the view and the night air. Most stay away from the wires, and when they get bored, come back down.

Apparently, a man who was forlorn after a recent spat with his girlfriend needed some fresh air to clear his head and decided to climb a tower. He stopped for a 6 pack to help clear his thoughts, went to a tower south of Hartford, next to I-91, and climbed it.

Public Service employees later pieced the story together. The man sat there 60 feet above the highway, drank his beer and consoled his bruised ego. After 5 beers, he needed to do what people often need to do after 5 beers. It being such a long hike down, he unzipped and did his business right there off the tower.

Electricity is a funny thing. One doesn’t need to touch a wire in order to get shocked. Depending on conditions, 115,000 volt lines,like those supported by the tower, could shock a person as far away as 6 feet.

When the man “whizzed” near the conductor (wire), the power arced up his “stream” (urine is an excellent conductor of electricity), traveled up to his private parts, and blew him off the tower.

The guys at the power company noted a momentary outage on this line and sent repairmen to see if there was any damage. When they got to the scene of the accident, they found a very dead person, his fly down, what was left of his private parts smoking, and a single beer left on top.

Careful with eye dust!

Its just like from an alien movie be very careful when u get caught with dust…as following pics will show effects of bad dust to a person.

While he was walking he felt an eye irritation, thinking that it was just regualr dust, he started to rub his eye, in an effort to remove the dust…. then his eyes got really red, and he went and bought some eye drops from a pharmacy….few days passed n his eyes were still red and seems a little swollen.

Again he dismissed it as the constant rubbing and that it will go away. The days go by the swelling of his eye got worse, redder and bigger…. till he decided to go and see a doctor for a check up.

The doctor immediately wanted an operation, being afraid of a tumor growth or cyst. At the operation, what was thought to be a growth or cyst, actually turned out to be a live worm….. what was thought initially to be just mere dust actually was an insect’s egg……because of that, my friends, if u do get caught in dust, and the pain persists, pls go see a doctor immediately……

Birth of an Expletive!!

Fabulous bit of historical knowledge…… Ever wonder where the word “shit” comes from. Well here it is:

Case-I
Certain types of manure used to be transported (as everything was back then) by ship. In dry form it weighs a lot less, but once water (at sea) hit it. It not only became heavier, but the process of fermentation began again, of which a by-product is methane gas.As the stuff was stored below decks in bundles you can see what could (and did) happen; methane began to build up below decks and the first time someone came below at night with a lantern. BOOOOM!
Several ships were destroyed in this manner before it was discovered what was happening.
After that, the bundles of manure where always stamped with the term “S.H.I.T” on them which meant to the sailors to “Ship High In Transit.” In other words, high enough off the lower decks so that any water that came into the hold would not touch this volatile cargo and start the production of methane.

Case-II
In the 1800’s, cow pie’s were collected on the prarie and boxed and loaded on steam ships to burn instead of wood. Wood was not only hard to find, but heavy to move around and store.
When the boxes of cow pie’s were in the sun for days on board the ships, they would smell bad. So when the manure was boxed up, they stamped the outside of the box, S.H.I.T….which means Ship High In Transit. When people came aboard the ship and said,”Oh what is that smell!” They were told it was shit. That is where the saying came from…It smells like shit!

Bet you didn’t know that one.

SMS Warrior!

I thought those days were gone, when the only Indians in the Guinness Book of World Records would be the jokers who’d grow 30-foot nails and eat lightbulbs and write an epic on a grain of rice and grow snakes in their intestines, and so on. But no. Times have changed, and in this age of new media and new technology, IBNLive tells us about Mr Nitin Thakor, who “has set a new record of sending over five-and-a-half lakh SMSs in just 30 days in Gandhinagar.”

Let’s put that into perspective:

This means on an average, Nitin sent one SMS every five seconds, 13 messages ever[y] one minute, 718 messages ever[y] hour and 18,705 messages every day.

And that’s an average. If our hero sleeps and eats and bathes like normal people, he’d need to send an SMS every three seconds, which either means he can type frightfully fast, or he sends blank SMSs. And who are the recipients of his largesse?

Nitin’s passion for SMSs almost got him into trouble after he sent over a 100 messages to a police officer in a single day. His friends don’t think his new obsession is too much fun either.

“In the evenings, we have to call him and tell him ‘please do not send messages to me’. It’s then that I am spared,” Nitin’s friend, Bhagirath Solanki said.

Naturally they call him. I don’t think there’d be much point in texting him. Anyway, Nitin also announces that his aim “is to send one crore messages in a month,” so I recommend you keep your number away from his phone book.

Hair Cut of the Year!