There’s a Dutch company looking to put Crows to work. I say, “Why Not?… but why stop there?” Crows are extremely intelligent and if they’ll work so cheap, let’s get them doing more things for us!
This is a great idea by CrowdedCities.com, and a great start. And while cleaning our planet is a noble cause, I feel like we can get these crows doing other things for us.
But mostly, this is just a pitch to get my sitcom “Crow Cops” green-lit by someone. Any takers? Contact me for more.
For now, here’s more info on what this company is doing and how I think we can expand.
I always thought I’d make a great lawyer. There are few things I love more than arguing seemingly ridiculous ideas in an attempt to sway someone to my side. I spent a good majority of this past election season doing just that (it didn’t work).
But it was the motivation I lacked. The reading. The studying. The law books that read like Latin to me. Pig Latin I ould-way een-bay okay-ay ith-way. But not real Latin. They study law exclusively in Latin, don’t they? Perhaps I should’ve investigated that a little more. At any rate, here I am today, writing a blog that a total of 15 people at most read. I think I made the right choice.
It’s also the dedication. Arguing or not, I’m not sure I’d be okay with trying to get someone I knew was guilty off because of some loophole, or my insane ability to manipulate people.
However, I hope if I’m ever in need of a lawyer, I find one as dedicated as Miami lawyer Stephen Gutierrez.
Mr. Gutierrez was defending a man on trial for arson. The State of Florida claims his client set his own car on fire. Mr. Gutierrez would stop at nothing to get his client off. If you ask him, he’ll say what happened next was not some stunt to really prove his point that his client’s car ignited due to spontaneous combustion. He’ll say it was just a coincidence.
It’s okay, Mr. Gutierrez, we know. We know.
During his closing arguments, Stephen said he began to feel heat (UNRELATED: Feel My Heat – One of the greatest movie scenes ever) coming from one of his pockets. Then came the smoke. There was a fire in his pants. And not the kind you tell a girl who is way out of your league at a college party. The real kind. (I just realized why the “There’s a fire in my pants” line never worked.)
Mr. Gutierrez ran out of the courtroom, extinguished the flames and came back uninjured to a shocked courtroom.
Was it him taking dedication to his client to the next level or just a crazy coincidence?
We’ll never know. But we know. Hats off to you Mr. Gutierrez.
The jury knows too. They convicted his client.
I couldn’t find video of this incident, but who needs video when you can just grab your Undertaker action figure and recreate yourself? It went something like this:
If you’re going to run Bloomsday, or just run in Spokane at all, joining The Flying Irish is a must!
Join them for a 3-4 mile run every Thursday night at 6:00pm (Usually at Ripples Riverside Lounge on N. Division), and then stick around and have a beer afterwards!
On your 6th run, you get to stand up in front of everyone and tell an Irish-themed joke. After that you are officially inducted and get your Flying Irish shirt!
Cory Howard 