Swine flu seems to be popping up all over the globe, and so is information (and misinformation) about it. Cooler heads prevail here at DVICE, where we've decided to use the power of technology and the Web to help us survive the deadly outbreak.
Here's where to find reliable information, and where not to go for updates:
50 has performed at one of three scheduled gigs so far.
By James Montgomery
50 Cent
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It seemed like an odd pairing from the day it was announced: 50 Cent and Fall Out Boy, sharing the stage for a spring tour. And so far, things have played out a little unevenly.
Fif, who was scheduled to appear at a total of five dates on FOB's Believers Never Die, Part Deux Tour, has made it to the stage for just one of the three gigs that have already taken place. After appearing in Dallas on Friday, he pulled out of Wednesday night's show in Orlando, Florida, due to "scheduling conflicts," and although the other date thus far � April 18 in Houston � was canceled due to inclement weather, some are speculating that 50 has dropped off the tour altogether.
So we reached out to Fall Out Boy's and 50 Cent's camps to find out what's up.
"He played the first date [April 17 in Dallas] ... then we had to cancel the whole show in Houston, but I saw him there too," FOB's Pete Wentz told MTV News in an e-mail. "[The Orlando show] was canceled due to studio obligations. From what I currently know, he'll be back for the others. It surprised me how easygoing he and his crew was. They put on a great show and the crowd was screaming the whole time."
FOB manager Bob McLynn added in an e-mail, "He's doing all the dates. He had to cancel Orlando at the last minute because he had to get back into the studio. He was there in Houston, but we had electrical storms and because it was outdoors the whole show was canceled. He will be at the remaining shows."
At press time, a spokesperson for 50 Cent's label, Interscope Records, could not be reached for comment on the tour.
The two remaining 50 Cent/ Fall Out Boy shows are a Friday-night gig at the deliciously-named Bojangles Coliseum in Charlotte, North Carolina, and the following night at the Merriweather Post Pavilion in Columbia, Maryland.
Tonight, the TV show Lost hits the milestone of its 100th episode. Few sci-fi TV shows manage to reach 100 episodes�for example, even the long-running Quantum Leap only made it to 96�but when they do, we always look forward to it. The cast and crew will often have a big party, and the viewers are usually given a special episode to enjoy, something with stunt casting or major plot developments.
But that wasn't always the case. The 100th episode of The Twilight Zone was Ray Bradbury's "I Sing the Body Electric" (May 18, 1962) but nothing special was done for it, possibly because the program was an anthology show. Neither were the 100th episodes of Bewitched (March 9, 1967) or I Dream of Jeannie (January 6, 1969) anything special. The 100th serial of the original Doctor Who, "Stones of Blood," (October-November 1978) almost had a scene with a cake to celebrate the Doctor's 751st birthday, but in the end the show runners felt that it would be too self-indulgent to acknowledge the milestone.
Times have changed, however, and in the 1990s, sci-fi series began to offer special 100th episodes. Here, in chronological order, are 15 of sci-fi's most memorable 100th episodes:
There might be a Swine Flu shot in the near future for you, but who wants to get stabbed by a sharp needle? It makes us dizzy just thinking about it. But help could be on the way. The brainiacs at FluGen figured out a way to deliver vaccine just under the skin, and not into the muscle, which is what hurts so much.
This nifty disposable micro device is a Swine Flu fighter that's about the size of a poker chip, and with a quick button press, its tiny pump sends the vaccine into a set of micro needles that are barely embedded into the top layer of your skin. You can hardly feel them.
While not the first idea of its type, FluGen's version is probably going to become reality soon, given the current Swine Flu outbreak. Even better news is that for some reason, this type of multi-pronged shallow injection is more effective against the flu. Also, more people will probably show up for the shot, since it's allegedly painless. Good timing � bring it on.
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People love their wacky USB drives, don't they? And why shouldn't they? I mean, most computers don't have a ton of personality to separate them from what everybody else is using, so you might as well get accessories that help you stand out from the crowd.
One such accessory is this Syringe Flash Drive. It's a bit questionable, but hey, I'm not one to judge your ever-important computer peripheral choices. So if you want to show the world that you're into injections as well as convenient data storage, here you go.
Brando via Book of Joe
“Obama represents so much hope for blacks and Latinos. The hope he represents is bigger than any of the huge problems he could possibly correct,” he said. “When you have positive role models, you can change your life for the better. The day Obama got elected, the gangsta became less relevant.”
Source: Cigar Aficionado Magazine
I don’t know about this one y’all…..Lyrics are there but I don’t know about everything else.
Download:Eminem - 3 A.M.
to each other was their looks. If one felt it
was too hot, the other thought it was too cold.
If one said the TV was too loud, the other claimed
the volume needed to be turned up. Opposite in
every way, one was an eternal optimist, the other
a doom & gloom pessimist.
Just to see what would happen, on the twins'
birthday their father loaded the pessimist's
room with every imaginable toy and game. The
optimist's room he loaded with horse manure.
That night the father passed by the pessimist's
room and found him sitting amid his new gifts
crying bitterly.
"Why are you crying?" the father asked.
"Because my friends will be jealous, I'll have
to read all these instructions before I can do
anything with this stuff, I'll constantly need
batteries, and my toys will eventually get broken,"
answered the pessimist twin.
Passing the optimist twin's room, the father
found him dancing for joy in the pile of manure.
"What are you so happy about?" he asked.
To which his optimist twin replied, "There's
got to be a pony in here somewhere!"
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Image via Wikipedia A new arrival in Hell was brought before the devil. The devil told his demon to put the man to work on a rock pile with a 20-pound sledge hammer in 95 degree heat with 95% humidity.
At the end of the day, the devil went to see how the man was doing, only to find him smiling and singing as he pounded rocks. The man explained that the heat and hard labor were very similar to those on his beloved farm back in Georgia.
The devil told his demon to turn up the heat to 120 degrees, with 100% humidity. At the end of the next day, the devil again checked on the new man,and found him still happy to be sweating and straining. The man explained that it felt like the old days, when he had to clean out his silo in the middle of August on his beloved farm back in Georgia.
At that, the devil told his demon to lower the temperature for this man to -20 degrees with a 40 mph wind. At the end of the next day, the devil was confident that he would find the man miserable. But, the man was instead singing louder than ever,twirling the sledge hammer like a baton. When the devil asked him why, he was so happy, the man answered,
"Cold day in hell, the Falcons must be in the SuperBowl!"
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Team Money and Team Power experience a major shift in their team dynamics.
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Image via Wikipedia Three women were sitting around talking about their husbands' performance as lovers.The first woman says "My husband works as a marriage counsellor.He always buys me flowers and candy before we make love. I like that."
The second woman says, "My husband is a motorcycle mechanic.He likes to play rough and slaps me around sometimes. I kinda like that."
The third woman just shakes her head and says, "My husband is a sales man. He just sits on the edge of the bed and tells me how great it's going to be when I get it."
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Image by nickso2 via FlickrHere is a weird funny song I wrote a while ago, and to this day cannot put it to music - that makes it a poem.I'm just a normal guy, just as plain as one can be.
My Mum & Dad were average folks, & that's how they raised me
I don't understand it, it's to normal things I'm geared
By day my life is sane, but at night my dreams are weird
I'm just a normal fella who goes off to work each day
I do my job, lunch with my mates, each week collect my pay
But in the night I dread the bed, each night is just the same
Cause all my dreams are kinky, one overnight sick game.
I'm dressed in a G-string tied in a bow
There's a chicken in a garter belt, Oh God no!
Birds fly by and wolf whistle overhead
Don't roll over there's a roo in the bed ...
15 Strippers all in a row
All with bra-straps ready to blow
One pretty lady dancin' in my lap
Don't you touch or you'll get a nasty slap.
I'm just a normal guy, just as plain as one can be.
My Mum & Dad were average folks, & that's how they raised me
I think one day when I was small, Ma dropped me in the sink
By day I'm just a normal sod, by all my dreams are kinked
I'd like to have a girlfriend, but it just never does work out
We get on fine until they find what my night dreams are about
Then they drop me like a stone, they say they can't compete
With nude three-breasted women with vibrators on their feet
Hippos in tutus, hot oil & cream
Chains and whips all to make me scream
Lizards & snakes all in strange places
They're gettin' it on & making lewd faces
When dreaming the nightclubs everywhere
Are chock full of animals in underwear
Teddy Bears in teddies, wombats in hot pants
All we need now is a couple thousand ants
I'm just a normal guy, just as plain as one can be.
My Mum & Dad were average folks, & that's how they raised me
My life could be near perfect, my life could be real fun
If only when I slept the chorus girls weren't dressed like nuns
I went to see a famous shrink, to straighten out my head
I told him if I can't get fixed I might as well be dead
He laid me down & said "tell me of your erotic dreams"
I said "One feather is erotic, not whole chickens soaked in cream!"
There are female wrestlers all covered in jelly
Exotic dancers doing things with their bellies
A cute sexy lady, covered in mud
Whispers in my ear with the voice of Elmer Fudd
There are strong males strippers with bricks in their jocks
With all those square corners they couldn't be socks
This stuff all around me is one kinky dream
Whatever you imagine I'm sure to have a theme
I guess it is my lot to life, can't beat it so I'll join
I suppose that they are only dreams they don't even cost a coin
So if at night you happen to hear me in my sleep
Just think, "that lucky bugger, is dancing naked tending sheep."
I'm just a normal guy, just as plain as one can be.
My Mum & Dad were average folks, & that's how they raised me
I don't under stand it, it's to normal things I'm geared
By day my life is sane, but at night my dreams are weird
Copyright; 1998 S. L. (Woody) Meltcher
Link: Funny Poems and Poetry
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A little boy and his grandfather are raking leaves in the yard.The little boy sees an earthworm trying to get back into its hole.He says,"Grandpa, I bet I can put that worm back in that hole."The grandfather replies, "I'll bet you five dollars you can't. It's too wiggly and limp to put back in that little hole."The little boy runs into the house and comes back out with a can of hair spray. He sprays the worm until it is straight and stiff as a board.Then he stuffs the worm back into the hole.The grandfather hands the little boy five dollars, grabs the hair spray and runs into the house.Thirty minutes later, the grandfather comes back out and hands the little boy another five dollars. The little boy says, "Grandpa, you already gave me five dollars."The grandfather replies, "I know. That's from your grandma."
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