Need a reason to pore through the scholarly articles of Swedish scientists? Of course you don’t. But here’s one anyway.

The scientists have been hiding Bob Dylan lyrics in their articles for the last two decades, NPR says.

It started 17 years ago with the first research on flatulence, referencing — as if I have to type this — “Blowing in the Wind.”

We both really liked Bob Dylan and we thought the quotes really fitted nicely with what we were trying to achieve with the title,” professor Eddie Weitzburg at the Karolinska Institute in Stockholma said. “We’re not talking about scientific papers — we could have got in trouble for that — but rather articles we have written about research by others, book introductions, editorials and things like that.”

He and a colleague had a bet: Whoever could squeeze the most Dylan song references into articles before retirement gets a free lunch at a restaurant.

A fifth inductee, Kenneth Chien, a professor of cardiovascular research, joined the group when the four others discovered his classic title: “Tangled up in blue: Molecular cardiology in the postmolecular era.”

The Guardian says: “With five competing rivals, the pace of Dylan references accelerated. Lundberg and Weitzberg’s The Biological Role of Nitrate and Nitrite: The Times They Are a-Changin’, in 2009; Eph Receptors Tangled Up in Two in 2010; Dietary Nitrate — A Slow Train Coming, in 2011.”

Amid his sudden notoriety for the song lyrics contest, The Local asked Weitzberg, how does it feel?

“I would much rather become famous for my scientific work than for my Bob Dylan quotes,” he replied. “But yes, I am enjoying this!”

(h/t: Bob Hicks)

“He loved them to his last breath,” the Pioneer Press’ Frederick Melo writes today in his fine obituary of George Verley, who spent his life in the company of the homeless, alcoholics, and the down-and-out.

Verley, 80, the former head of Union Gospel Mission, died Friday of liver cancer.

He and his wife took in 42 foster children, Melo writes, but he was skeptical of the role of government in helping people most try to avoid, keeping the Mission free of government support.

As a child he was beaten by his stepfather, seeking temporary shelter at the mission by cooking potatoes and eggs.

Interviewed at the time of his retirement in 2002, he recalled trying to justify his occasional shenanigans as a child to the mission’s notoriously strict director, Peter MacFarlane, who ran the mission from 1910 to 1957, or to his successor, the gentler Harold Mordh.

“I tried to sell the leadership that I was a victim of my stepfather,” Verley said.

“I’ll never forget their response: ‘You are responsible for your own future. You cannot use yours stepfather as an excuse to not have a future or be less than you can be.’ We were never allowed to be victims.”

Makenzie Schultz and her husband, Steven, of Toddville, Iowa, are the toast of the Internet today because of a little decency they extended when they went out to eat over the weekend and had a lousy meal.

She reported on Facebook that the service was awful on Saturday night, and why wouldn’t it be since the restaurant was short staffed?

So here’s the deal. Our service tonight sucked. Took 20 minutes to get water, 40 minutes for an appetizer and over an hour for our entree. People all around us were making fun of the restaurant & how bad the service was. Yeah, it was pretty terrible.

But, it was very obvious that the issue was being short staffed, not the server. He was running around like crazy and never acted annoyed with any table. At one point we counted he had 12 tables plus the bar. More than any one person could handle!

As I sat there and watched him run back & forth and apologize for the wait, I said to Steven… Wow, this used to be us. Waiting tables. I don’t miss it at all and I never loved that job. I did it for the tips. Steven and I agreed it would feel good to make this guys night when he would probably be getting minimal to no tips due to slow service.

We walked out before he saw this and I’m not posting this for a pat on the back. I’m just sharing this as a friendly reminder to think of the entire situation, before you judge. And always always always remember where you came from.

When’s the last time you tipped $100 for bad service, just because you remember your roots?