Now even the hipsters can read up on Jacko

So we're all tired of idiotic celebrity trials, but I'd be willing to put up with them for a little while longer if Slate's Seth Stevenson could be assigned to cover them all.

Photo Essay: The Snails Hate The Living

Rain never fails to throw a wrench into the works of Southern California. After two days of steady downpour the snails that inhabit the small patches of lawn around my apartment building began appearing in great numbers on the sidewalks. It was like a snail Hajj. The human occupants of the block had to contend not only with the unusual rain, but with the carpet of snails that the rain had wrought. Needless to say, many snails have perished in the last few days, leaving a grisly spectacle that would have inspired Siegfried Sassoon to take up the pen. Poor bastards. They sure are gross on the inside.