Crackpot Hollywood has-been William Devane wants me to buy gold as a hedge against impending global collapse. He also loves to run his fingers through piles of gold coins like an evil cartoon king in the treasure room. It’s troublesome to think how dangerously gold crazy he might become. I imagine him burying chests of gold in his back yard so Randy Quaid can’t get them. All transactions not satisfied in pure gold should expect a hearty “Good day to you sir” from veteran actor William Devane. Maybe he’s just acting, I dunno. He sure seems to like gold.
Local credit unions see lots of new accounts after Bank Transfer Day.
The city of Farmington tries to assure Navajos that the city is a safe place for them to visit.
N.M. rattlers provide venom for cancer treatment.
Perry screws up. Big time.
A 70-year-old machine gun that still works.
Dude surfs a 90-foot wave.
Someone stole a ghost bike.
A trailer park in Tesuque Pueblo is demanding proof of citizenship from renters.
Unseen photos of Marilyn Monroe.
Police beat protesters with clubs at Occupy demonstration at UC Berkeley.
Penn State students riot over the firing of their football coach, who is accused of covering up his assistant coach's child molestation.
There are no more rhinos in West Africa.
Ex-banker takes over Greece.
California had a law against euthanizing "downer" animals. The Supreme Court overturned that law.
Why is gold our basis for money and not something else?
Did you know those Brady Bunch-looking gold panels that surround the Bank of the West Building on Central at San Mateo actually have gold in them?
According to the wikipedia page -which I stumbled on earlier in the week while looking for a phone number to a defunct restaurant in order to track down a rogue Alibi newsrack- one of the architects, Max Flatow, believed:
"We would be a richer society if we used our precious things on buildings instead of burying them in the ground."