An Indianapolis father is appealing a Marion County judge’s unusual order that prohibits him and his ex-wife from exposing their child to “non-mainstream religious beliefs and rituals.”

The parents practice Wicca, a contemporary pagan religion that emphasizes a balance in nature and reverence for the earth.

Cale J. Bradford, chief judge of the Marion Superior Court, kept the unusual provision in the couple’s divorce decree last year over their fierce objections, court records show. The order does not define a mainstream religion…

The “suspicious package” that caused Interstate 75 and Daniels Parkway to be shut for more than an hour Monday was not an explosive pipe bomb — but rather wrapped-up plastic foot-long penis.

“Someone took construction-grade plastic, molded it into a penis and wrapped it with duct tape,” said Lee County Sheriff’s Chief Deputy Charles Ferrante.

“They wrote ‘Happy Father’s Day’ on the duct tape…”

That’s it. Almost 1am here, and I have another isweartogod one hundred and seventy photos left to post.

Including Melinda Uden’s arse.

(She was waiting for that, sorry.)

That’s, what, two hundred and fifty pictures posted? I’ll put the rest in incrementally over the next several days — you sent ‘em, so I’ll post ‘em, one way or the other. But now my eyeballs are shot.

Bloody hell, eh? Look at you all…

The internet, they tell me, is made out of people. Like Soylent Green.

From now until midnight comes ’round again, this is the Friday Stunt: take a picture of yourself now and send it to me at warrenellis@gmail.com. It shall appear here, with all the others.

There’s another 111 on gmail that I haven’t downloaded yet…

The internet, they tell me, is made out of people. Like Soylent Green.

From now until midnight comes ’round again, this is the Friday Stunt: take a picture of yourself now and send it to me at warrenellis@gmail.com. It shall appear here, with all the others.

Second down on the left is writer Lee Barnett with his corporate-funded collection of comic art, and middle bottom is Elvis Nodoctors, of, indeed, The Nodoctors.

The internet, they tell me, is made out of people. Like Soylent Green.

From now until midnight comes ’round again, this is the Friday Stunt: take a picture of yourself now and send it to me at warrenellis@gmail.com. It shall appear here, with all the others.

Down in the bottom right is Alfie Dennen, cofounder of moblogUK.

The internet, they tell me, is made out of people. Like Soylent Green.

From now until midnight comes ’round again, this is the Friday Stunt: take a picture of yourself now and send it to me at warrenellis@gmail.com. It shall appear here, with all the others.

In the top left is Ranting Jack from the Bomb Factory. Second down on the right is Cory Doctorow, caught in the act of denouncing somebody. And in the bottom right is comics artist Dean Haspiel, naked again.

The internet, they tell me, is made out of people. Like Soylent Green.

From now until midnight comes ’round again, this is the Friday Stunt: take a picture of yourself now and send it to me at warrenellis@gmail.com. It shall appear here, with all the others.

And I’ve still got almost 200 to go…!

The internet, they tell me, is made out of people. Like Soylent Green.

From now until midnight comes ’round again, this is the Friday Stunt: take a picture of yourself now and send it to me at warrenellis@gmail.com. It shall appear here, with all the others.

The site’s getting just a leetle big slower now, as it loads up all these 100K files…

The internet, they tell me, is made out of people. Like Soylent Green.

From now until midnight comes ’round again, this is the Friday Stunt: take a picture of yourself now and send it to me at warrenellis@gmail.com. It shall appear here, with all the others.

The internet, they tell me, is made out of people. Like Soylent Green.

From now until midnight comes ’round again, this is the Friday Stunt: take a picture of yourself now and send it to me at warrenellis@gmail.com. It shall appear here, with all the others.

The internet, they tell me, is made out of people. Like Soylent Green.

From now until midnight comes ’round again, this is the Friday Stunt: take a picture of yourself now and send it to me at warrenellis@gmail.com. It shall appear here, with all the others.

The internet, they tell me, is made out of people. Like Soylent Green.

From now until midnight comes ’round again, this is the Friday Stunt: take a picture of yourself now and send it to me at warrenellis@gmail.com. It shall appear here, with all the others.

Why, yes, I am going totally fucking blind. Why do you ask?

The internet, they tell me, is made out of people. Like Soylent Green.

From now until midnight comes ’round again, this is the Friday Stunt: take a picture of yourself now and send it to me at warrenellis@gmail.com. It shall appear here, with all the others.

Top left is Rachel Young, one of the Filthy Assistants on the old WEF, and bottom right, with the attack rack, is my old friend Rachael Noel, and no, you haven’t got a chance. Don’t even think about it.

The internet, they tell me, is made out of people. Like Soylent Green.

From now until midnight comes ’round again, this is the Friday Stunt: take a picture of yourself now and send it to me at warrenellis@gmail.com. It shall appear here, with all the others.

Second down on the left is Professor Steven Shaviro, the cleverest person I know. Centre bottom is Dr Joshua Ellis, no relation, king of Mperia. Right bottom is Miss Wurzel Tod, who is simply unique.

The internet, they tell me, is made out of people. Like Soylent Green.

From now until midnight comes ’round again, this is the Friday Stunt: take a picture of yourself now and send it to me at warrenellis@gmail.com. It shall appear here, with all the others.

I really shouldn’t have let the top guy get away with that, but God help me, it made me smile. Bottom left is the only female comics geek/wine connoisseur in existence, Maddie Greene, and center is my old friend Lauren Martin, the only person who’s really made art out of camphone photography.

The internet, they tell me, is made out of people. Like Soylent Green.

From now until midnight comes ’round again, this is the Friday Stunt: take a picture of yourself now and send it to me at warrenellis@gmail.com. It shall appear here, with all the others.

In the top right is writer Jessica Melusine.

The internet, they tell me, is made out of people. Like Soylent Green.

From now until midnight comes ’round again, this is the Friday Stunt: take a picture of yourself now and send it to me at warrenellis@gmail.com. It shall appear here, with all the others.

The internet, they tell me, is made out of people. Like Soylent Green.

From now until midnight comes ’round again, this is the Friday Stunt: take a picture of yourself now and send it to me at warrenellis@gmail.com. It shall appear here, with all the others.

Yes, gaps are starting to appear in the mix. The weather here is insane — hottest day in ages, and my office has turned into a sweatbox. Extremely attractive, I can assure you.