Daily Archives: March 18, 2011

The Madness begins. Another criminal calls the police. And literally the happiest man alive

**So in what has to be some kind of record, I live-blogged for 12 consecutive hours Thursday about the NCAA Tournament. Not sure if I should be proud or horrified, but I did it. Had a lot of fun, too. Great first day of games, led by Morehead State (who?) knocking off Louisville. I’ll be blogging again Friday, though probably not for 12 hours, here. So come join me if you get a few minutes starting at 12:15 p.m.

I don’t know what goes through these people’s heads. I really don’t.  But when you’re trying to buy cocaine, and feel you’ve been ripped off, it’s probably not the best idea in the world to call the police and complain.

But my man Antonio Recinos did that. Actually, Antonio did more than that. After he felt he was shorted by a drug dealer on a $40 bag of cocaine, he first tried to call 911.

Then Antonio spotted a patrol car near where he was in East Hartford, Conn., and walked over and explained his dilemma to the officer. Shockingly, the officer didn’t then go with Recinos to approach the dealer, demand he gave Recinos the correct amount of cocaine for his money, and then get back into his patrol car.
He arrested Recinos. Again, who could’ve seen that one coming?

**I love this story. The New York Times commissioned a study to determine who was the happiest person on America. Apparently, based on a variety of factors, like geographic location, ethnicity (Asian American Jews are apparently really happy), and some other stuff, they found that Alvin Wong of Honolulu, Hawaii is the happiest man in our nation.

This is so goofy that I have no doubt it was dreamed up by bored editors in a conference room on a Wednesday afternoon. This is exactly the kind of mindless idea that we journalists come up with, and think is just brilliant.

I’m sure Alvin Wong is happy. I’m sure he’s just a peach to be around. But I’m here to tell you, the happiest man in America is NOT Alvin Wong.
The happiest man in America is the last guy to cash out his stock with Bernie Madoff before Madoff got arrested.

(Go ahead, play The Partridge Family song again. You know you want to. It’ll make you feel happy!)