Burglars Marking Target Homes

http://www.toacorn.com/news/2013-08-01/Front_Page/Fact_or_myth_Are_burglars_marking_target_with_an_X.html

Thousand Oaks Acorn [Agoura Hills, CA]

1 August 2013

Fact or myth: Are burglars marking target with an X?

By Anna Bitong

Some Thousand Oaks residents are reporting unusual marks on the ground around their homes.

T.O. resident Jennifer, who did not provide her last name, noticed a black infinity sign in front of her house this month. Some of her neighbors had X’s near their homes. She feared they were being targeted by burglars.

“It appears that our neighbors that have the X are not home during the day,” Jennifer told the Acorn in an email. “Ours is the only driveway marked with an infinity sign. (My husband and I) work from home.” […]

Stuck Couple (Nairobi, 2013)

http://www.the-star.co.ke/news/article-129729/city-stuck-sex-rumour-triggers-crowd-frenzy

The Star [Nairobi, Kenya]

27 July 2013

City 'stuck' sex rumour triggers crowd frenzy

BY PATRICK VIDIJIA

Kenyans have gained a reputation for their peculiar habits. And yesterday this was demonstrated graphically when a huge throng blocked Ronald Ngala Street and caused a big traffic snarl-up after rumours swept the city that a couple enjoying the fruits of a secret love affair were 'stuck' after a night of ecstasy. […]

The Leg under the Bed

[Cartoonist and curmudgeon Al Capp lost his leg in a trolley accident at the age of nine.]

http://books.google.ca/books?id=3k4EAAAAMBAJ&pg=PA140&dq=%22will+the+other+gentleman+have%22&hl=en&sa=X&ei=jvPmUfqVFuKWiALPw4DADg&ved=0CDUQ6AEwAQ#v=onepage&q=%22will%20the%20other%20gentleman%20have%22&f=false

Al Capp, “My Well-balanced Life on a Wooden Leg,” Life, 23 May 1960, p. 140.

Adults, on the other hand, are embarrassed if they are caught looking at my wooden leg. If they are strangers, they look guiltily away. If they are not, they hastily talk about something else.

But nobody ever handled the situation with greater aplomb than the waiter to whom I gave my breakfast order as I lay in bed one morning in the Savoy Hotel in London. As he was taking my order, he caught sight of the shoed and stockinged leg that peeped out from under the bed. He stared. Suddenly he realized that I was watching him. He finished writing down the order, then looked me straight in the eye and said, “Very good, sir. And what will the other gentleman have?”