This just in: 15 students at University of Berkeley ate some cookies laced with pot and are now hallucinating and can't breathe and shit.

What? We didn't even think you could get into Berkeley without proving you could handle a couple weed filled pastries. NYU students continue to curse the fact that they are at this moment pulling bongs filled with schwag they had to freakin' pay for.
Berkeley students who got sick may have eaten marijuana-laced cookies [Court TV]
The following joke needs no explanation:
A "law-enforcement-sensitive" information alert on terrorist activity stamped repeatedly "Do NOT release to the public or media" was sent out Monday to pretty much every media organization in Southern Arizona.
We love when that happens. Though, next time, we'd prefer it if somebody sent us Keith Olbermann's secret love letters.
Errant e-mail puts Sheriff's Dept. secrets in media's lap [Arizona Star via Romenesko]
When it comes to the New York Times' Sunday Styles section, we expect their fashion and media coverage to weigh on the side of gay. But covering the social politics of F to M? Is this now a trend?
We think this story is also known as 'The Trouble When We Don't Know Where to Put a Story On Lesbians."
The Trouble When Jane Becomes Jack [Paul Vitello, New York Times]

Here's the story of "Ricky" — just a regular Joe who happens to work at a large media company, likes to kick back with a few beers at Joshua Tree after work, and carries a messenger bag. And — shocker! — he orders weed from a delivery service.
In a city in which residents are accustomed to delivery services ranging from groceries to laundry, some, like Ricky, have discovered the convenience and safety of having drugs—namely marijuana—brought directly to their doors. “I’ve never bought pot in New York any other way,†says Ricky, who has lived in New York City for more than eight years and who has used a variety of delivery services for the past six.
We're sure we don't have to mention this is the most passe article we've read in a really long time. Honestly, we'd expect something like this from Sunday Styles … but the New York Press? Come on people. Weed delivery is as common in NYC as L train breaking down.
Well, at least they do one thing semi-hip and half-way cool. They do point out that letting drug dealers come to your apartment is safer than buying bug-spray soaked oregano from Washington Square Park.
WEED ON WHEELS [New York Press via Fishbowl]

