Archive for Weird

April 27th 2009

Hybrid Animals – Zorse

This post is a follow up of my earlier article on Top 10 hybrid animals which has been the highest traffic bringer to my blog.

What the hell is a Zorse? That is probably what comes to your mind when you hear the word. Apparently, a Zorse is a cross between a Zebra and a Horse, more specifically between a Zebra stallion and a Horse mare. Even the other way around pairing is possible and is called Horbra.

Sounds funny? Yeah, but this is definitely true. And these Zebroids are damn strong and almost untameable. They can be very aggressive and wild. However, they do have the shoulder featuristics of the horse so that they can be handled with a bridle quite easily. Neat!

How about a video of a Zorse?

And Zorses are like mules. They are born sterile and hence not a separate species line.

Flickr has a huge number of pictures of Zorses, especially of Eclyse the Zorse.

But, the best place to read more about Zorses is to head over to Wikipedia - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zorse.

October 22nd 2007

Mobile Theft, Cops Apathy And More Tragedies

This year has been a long year of cops and escapades. It all started late December last year. The first trip to the police station. That was a good four hours wasted without too much trouble. And then some months ago on the way to Mysore. That was some trouble due to some stupidity and no mistake of ours. And then now when Karthik’s mobile was stolen yesterday. Right under our noses from our house.

It goes like this. Early morning around 8:30 or so a guy rings the bell and asks if he can wash our bikes for 10 bucks each. It seems he had a very sorry face (I was sleeping as it was early morning for me) and Karthik after consulting with me agreed. I vaguely remember saying ok to Karthik in my sleep. So in he goes to get a bucket of water and gives the bucket to this guy. In the meantime Nafisa had gone to the shop for milk and she noticed that the guy was missing and the bucket still there downstairs. She reports the same to Karthik, who suddenly remembered his mobile which he had kept on the table. And yes, you guessed, it was gone, poye potchu!!! Poor guy. So this guy conned us. Royally.

And then we decided to file an FIR. Which we could do only in the afternoon as we went shopping shortly after. As usual the cops don’t want to file an FIR. For the simple reason that they have to investigate the case once an FIR is filed. How is that? So many excuses from them later and they trying to put the blame on us for ‘negligence’ we got out by getting a complaint acknowledgment letter. Phew!!!

And when Nafisa and I go out to find a tailor, the bike stops in Kammanahalli main road. No petrol. And Karthik’s bike, which I had borrowed, had no fuel when it still was in main. How weird? Karthik’s bike is one weird bike, I swear.

And I also tore my favourite Flying Machine jeans on Karthik’s bike. And I also lost my Zippo (20$) which Gerry boy had given to me last year the same evening. Oh man!!! It was a day of tragedies.

I guess, Karthik’s luck was an all time low yesterday. And since I was with him all day and since I am never lucky anyway I had my share of tragedies too.

But I can laugh at it today. Oh boy! It was an eventful weekend.

October 17th 2007

Man Always (un)lucky

THE SELAK ZONE

On a cold January day in 1962, a Croatian music teacher named Frane Selak was traveling from Sarajevo to Dubrovnik by train. Well, that’s where he thought he was going. Little did he know what he was actually about to embark upon a strange 40-year odyssey marked by freak accidents and near-death experiences.

The train carrying Selak in 1962 inexplicably jumped the tracks and plunged into an icy river, killing 17 passengers. Selak managed to swim back to shore, suffering hypothermia, shock, bruises, and a broken arm, but very happy to be alive.

One year later, Selak was on a plane traveling from Zagreb to Rijeka when a door blew off the plane and he was sucked out of the aircraft. A few minutes later the plane crashed; 19 people were killed. But Selak woke up in a hospital – he’d been found in a haystack and had only minor injuries.

In 1966 he was riding on a bus that went off the road and into a river. Four people were killed – but not Selak. He suffered only cuts and bruises.

In 1970 he was driving along when his car suddenly caught fire. He managed to stop and get out just before the fuel tank exploded and engulfed the car in flames.

In 1973 a faulty fuel pump sprayed gas all over the engine of another of Selak’s car while he was driving it, blowing flames through the air vents. His only injury: he lost most of his hair. His friends started calling him “Lucky.”

In 1995 he was hit by a city bus in Zagreb but received only minor injuries.

In 1996 he was driving on a mountain road when he turned a corner and saw a truck coming straight at him. He drove the car through a guardrail, jumped out, landed in a tree – and watched his car explode 300 feet below.

BAD NEWS (AND GOOD NEWS) TRAVELS FAST

By this time he was starting to get an international reputation for his amazing knack for survival. “You could look at it two ways,” Selak said. “I am either the world’s unluckiest man or the luckiest. I prefer to believe the latter.”

How does the story of Frane Selak end? Luckily, of course. In June 2003, at the age of 74, Selak bought his first lottery ticket in 40 years … and won more than $1 million. “I am going to enjoy my life now,” he said. “I feel like I have been reborn. I know God was watching over me all these years.” He told reporters that he planned to buy a house, a car, and a speedboat, and to marry his girlfriend. (He’d been married four times before and reflected, “My marriages were disasters, too.”)

Update: In 2004 Selak was hired to star in an Australian TV commercial for Doritos. At first he accepted the job, but then changed his mind and refused to fly to Sydney for the filming. Reason: He said he didn’t want to test his luck.

From Neatorama