A woman in the park was struck by a speeding bicyclist and is now reportedly brain-dead.
If every state held a vote on its seceding from the United States, I wonder what the national margin would be.
If you like to see maps of countries you don't live in slowly filling with color -- man, do I have you covered.
Out of tradition, vote counts in Scotland must last until St. Andrew's Day in November.
Shortly after all of the vote-counting is done, King William V will certify the results.
It's slow, is my point. Slow counting.
If no council areas are a majority "Yes," it will be hard for the Yes side to win. (must credit philip bump)
Reminder: Scotland let 16 year-olds vote, which means they let high school sophomores weigh in on the fate of the country, which is funny.
It's actually pretty interesting how the vote immediately around Glasgow varies.
Whoever was in charge of turnout in Glasgow: Oops.
Hey Scotchies, it would be great if the giant area up north turned in results so my map looked more complete; thanks in advance.
SCOTLAND NOT YET A WRAP AS FIFE DOGS RESULTS
That joke sort of worked, I guess. It's late.
Among the details in this Reuters report about sea level rise: We've spent $7 billion in tax money since 1990 on putting sand back on beaches.
It is completely ridiculous that this is how we count votes in 2014.
The last thing I want to say about Scotland before returns come in is that I am very disappointed by how few Trainspotting jokes I saw.
Global ocean temperatures set an all-time recorded high last month, beating the previous high -- from June.
Clinton and Pelosi argued over which of their states was more progressive. I did the math on 23 data points. It's New York.
Importing photos onto my computer in the background (iOS 8, etc.). As they stream in: It appears I have a dog?
The Times' 1877 review of the phonograph thought it more important than the telephone because storage trumps streaming.
This is terrific: A physical representation in an art gallery of a remote spot in the Pacific Ocean.
Thousands of high-definition photos taken from probes flying through space, turned into a movie.
In which I reveal that I was a brat that was young during the Reagan administration.
If you write about chickens and use the words "cry fowl," your eternal fate is being elbowed in the face by Shakespeare.
Look, if the Yankees don't make the playoffs in Jeter's last season, that is a MESSAGE FROM GOD.
Attention: Queen Latifah knows how to get me interested in watching TV.
Wait. Are you kidding me? No faves on that? DID YOU WATCH IT. It is basically a Simpsons cut scene.
I wish I had a week off to explore Chris Ware's new work (and, more fully, his past stuff).
The precision and intricacy of it is so perfect for the medium. He's alarmingly talented.