You Missed It: Cold turkey edition

We gather here today to bit adieu to the summer. Well, the summer ends in name only for some parts of the country, who continue to deal with sweltering hot weather, hurricanes and a craving for hot dogs. Once again, it’s Labor Day weekend, as with every You Missed It right before a long weekend, you’re not reading this. Really, I’m just talking to myself, but at least I find myself amusing. If you were busy introducing smaller iPods, odds are you missed it.

If a kid can do it, why can’t you?
Remember the Indonesian baby who smoked like a chimney? You ought to, because we just wrote about him yesterday. Ardi Rizal, 2, has quit smoking. You know, because he doesn’t want to be a bad influence on his kids. Tragically, because he quit smoking, he gained another 15 lbs.

Part Deux
Remember the beginning of the summer, when everything was so bright and new? The season held endless possibilities–and there was oil spilling into the Gulf of Mexico. Now, BP has just about finished with capping that broken well, and we’re all nostalgic. Luckily, another rig blew up, possibly spewing more oil into the Gulf. And this one’s off the coast of Louisiana, too! We are really lucky here, folks. Most times you have to wait a couple years to a summer sequel.

My name is Earl
So far it really has been a weak hurricane season. But Earl came along, and everyone, meaning news networks, were so sure it was really going to hit Cape Hatteras, North Carolina, they covered the dangerous rip tides, the high winds, the coming onslaught of water, the … well, it just didn’t live up to the hype. Earl glanced off the Carolinas and headed back out to sea, it’s not even going to hit Boston. Disappointing, just like the summer movie season.

Thar she blows up!

You may not know, but we support the fair treatment of animals. We do not support abusing them, no more than we would support the abuse of any human prisoner of war. We have hearts. So do the people of Australia.

Whales beach themselves, partly because they get lost and confused, partly because they’re emo. When they beach themselves, it’s a long, slow death, unless humans can intervene. Australia has found a way to put them out of their misery as humanely and awesomely possible: they blow them up.

That’s right, they put explosives underneath live whales and blow them to that big fish tank in the sky. The only inhumane part is that they don’t hand out ponchos to the onlookers.