This just in: A 6-year-old boy was thought to be inside this massive experimental balloon floating above Colorado. Authorities now believe he wasn't. Phew.

No word if the buttery popcorn inside has exploded.

For more on this breaking story visit MSNBC

It looks like it'll be a stormy weekend for those of us in the Northeast, and what better way to get into the Halloween spirit than reading some of our past articles on ghouls, ghosts, the macabre, and the marriage of Jon and Kate Gosselin? A select few are below.

Jacko Already Haunting Neverland Ranch - Ironic that a man who's as white as a ghost turned into one.
Haunted Connecticut - Echo takes us on a tour of his home state's spookiest places.
Top Ten Slutty Costumes - Because Halloween isn't about dressing up, it's about being mostly naked.
Eaten By a Shark - Who knew ironic vintage t-shirts attracted sharks?
Top Ten Creepy Ad Icons - The Burger King has haunted all our dreams.
Who You Gonna Call? - The British are seriously hard up for entertainment. How else would you account for their love of Friday Night with Jonathon Ross?
Creep Me Out - The ten best ghost photographs ever taken.
Vampire Bats Strike - Unlike vampire hedgehogs, vampire bats won't actually turn you into one of the undead.

This clip is called Back to the Ship, from Fall on Your Sword, who also brought us Captain Kirk is Climbing the Mountain.

Office workers with too much time on their hands? Check.
Access to iChat? Check.
One horribly catchy song? Check.
It's videos like these that make me happy I work in a de-feathering factory at the Tyson plant.

The generation gap in slang usage comes to light in this interview with Dustin Hoffman. I found this in the Telegraph article Infectious laughter: 20 best 'corpsing' videos. Of course, I had a little slang gap myself when I saw the headline. I thought I'd found something gross and scary for Halloween! Turns out that 'corpsing' is British slang for actors breaking up into laughter while doing a scene -or in this case, a promotional interview.

Alcohol? K-hole? Avant-garde theatre performance?

What do you think?

The weather is turning. As I was out for a walk early this morning I saw my breath. A good sign. Fall is almost here.

As a swan song to the sticky summer, we bring you a tale of a dope that can't sleep, a suspected drug addict/salesman, and a mysterious air conditioner. It's a rip-roaring weird and wonderful Manhattan yarn. We did this one about 6 weeks ago and forgot about it, but the story still stands. A little goodbye to the heat and to my sweaty misery.

Then Adam and I discuss what is the worst thing ever witnessed on the streets of New York. They are both awful. And amazing. And ... awful.



"Buy the ticket. Take the ride."