Friday Ephemera
Hubris meets nemesis. (h/t, Damian) // There’s a GoBoat with your name on it. // 12 hours of air conditioner hum. Use it wisely. // Darth by Darthwest. // Bath time. // Behold. // Do not swallow your phone. // For all your subtitled Soviet movie needs. (h/t, Tom) // “History’s most dangerous piece of intellectual malware.” // Suspiciously quiet on Mars. // Miniature nineteenth century photo studio. // Man’s besties. // The making of you. // Hardcore ivy. // Stiff breeze. // Headline of note. // Because Korean hip-hop exists. I denounce the cultural appropriation. // Corgi orgy. // And happily it’s washable. (h/t, Paul) // For the wee ones, a cuddlesome cephalopod. // Sculptural fish tanks. // And finally, thrillingly, the Great Crepitation Contest of 1946. It’s all in the knees, apparently.
Hubris meets nemesis
Nemesis meets hubris, at about 13:45 . . granting that yes, the rest is excellent as well . . . .
There’s a GoBoat with your name on it.
Reminds me of Little Nellie.
Darth by Darthwest. . . . . Behold.
Ooooh, those are well done . . . .
Miniature nineteenth century photo studio.
Probably not built with sort of a matching tool kit, but the idea is nice . . .
Man’s besties.
The cat’s diary vs the dog’s diary.
Stiff breeze.
Buster again.
Headline of note.
A few years back there was an article in the Oakland Tribune which told of a Frenchwoman who had given a talk at UC Berkeley about the importance of women going into science. As example, the article pointed out that not only was the speaker a successful scientist, but one of her parents was a Nobel Prize winner, and both of one set of grandparents were Nobel Prize winners, which tells you who Her family was . . . . The newspaper headline read something to the effect of “Curie’s ancestor says women should go into science.”
Corgi orgy.
Ehn. Still prefer the original . . . or as close as is apparently available.
For the wee ones, a cuddlesome cephalopod.
But of course there has always been The Old(er) One.
Sculptural fish tanks.
The shapes are a bit reminiscent of playing with concrete, or aluminum.
I’ll get some mileage out of this.
(And bonus point for correct use of ‘nemesis’.)
And finally, thrillingly, the Great Crepitation Contest of 1946.
Ehn. Probably not quite the match of the original, or so.
Of course, then there was extending from the original, or so . . . .
Hal, take a deep breath. And maybe ease back on the coffee.
And maybe ease back on the coffee.
Heh. Actually, reactions simply relate to the list . . . and beyond that, where is everyone?!?!
and beyond that, where is everyone?!?!
Slackers, the lot of ‘em.
And bonus point for correct use of ‘nemesis’.
I’m by no means a pedant about grammar and such, but using ‘nemesis’ to mean ‘enemy’ or ‘arch-enemy’ erodes a rather useful, even poetic, notion. Also, when people say “begs the question” when they mean “raises the question.” There’s a non-trivial distinction being lost.
“Government at work in one perfect photo.”
http://www.zerohedge.com/news/2016-05-19/government-work-1-perfect-photo
Sorry I’m late. 🙂
“Government at work in one perfect photo.”
Heh. It does work rather well. I think it’s the attempt at solemnity that pushes it over the edge.
This.
http://order-order.com/2016/05/18/hard-left-silent-over-venezuela-chaos/
“Slackers, the lot of ‘em.”
Some of us have to do productive work……
“There’s a non-trivial distinction being lost.”
Weasel-wording (like verbing nouns) is a terrible practice. Oh, the irony.
Redefining words and terms in the vernacular via pop culture reinforcement is a great tactic to keep your opposition guessing and to dilute previous, useful concepts. Look at the term, “social engineering”, for example.
Was social engineering used to popularly redefine the term, “social engineering”? That’d be ironic, too.
I denounce Hal. He has over half the comments so far, thereby depriving the rest of us of our fair share of comments.
And happily it’s washable.
Also not new, that is just a Texas Catheter which have been used forever either for men with incontinence or in hospitals for men who require a catheter but for whom a regular catheter might be contraindicated.
I am not sure why one would want to wash the HaWee, seeing as how a Texas catheter can be had for the princely sum of 36 cents US.
I denounce Hal. He has over half the comments so far, thereby depriving the rest of us of our fair share of comments.
[ Tilts head, taps watch. ]
Zephyr Window would be a great name for a band.
“Now, THAT’S a gun, son.”
(Sic Transit Gloria Mundi, Tuesday is usually worse.)
[ Tilts head, taps watch. ]
My bus was late.
‘Hubris meets nemesis’ now doing the rounds in the office.
[ Tilts head, taps watch. ]
Personally, I think you should take a page from the Chavez/Maduro playbook and deploy the henchlesbians to round up the hoarders and wreckers of the comment section. That would be followed by a three hour speech against a backdrop of beige curtains during which you rail against “foreign influences” seeking to bring down your regime. The occasional Instalanches come to mind.
Re fields, fvcks, and related barrenness…our IM system at work (Skype) provides a space to put a quote, usually something busines-y or intellectual. Of course some people lean to the provocative and pithy which led to some murmuring in management. Consequently I changed mine from a Dilbert-y riff on management to simply “{}”. When someone finally asked what that was about, I said it was the set of all the f*cks I give.
a three hour speech against a backdrop of beige curtains during which you rail against “foreign influences” seeking to bring down your regime.
Heh.
Graph ratings of your favorite TV shows.
http://graphtv.kevinformatics.com/
*favourite*
Graph ratings of your favourite TV shows.
Hm. I just graphed Modern Family. The graph dips a little, around season four, but it doesn’t reflect just how steep the decline in quality has been, at least in my mind. It used to be slick, well-paced and very funny; now it’s forced, badly-paced and barely funny at all.
[ Tilts head, taps watch. ]
Granting, with my time zone, it was rather late on Thursday when I got home from a meeting and event, and then started reading through.
—For me, I’ve noticed the Friday publication time tends to be about 16:15 on Thursday, which does correlate for 00:15 in—as pretentious and silly gits around here keep fantasizing they could claim locally—The City.
Granting, with my time zone, it was rather late on Thursday
It’s like some heathen witchcraft.
The cellphone in the endoscopy diagram looks like a classic Nokia, urging the question: will he get a replacement, since of course that one still works?
Somewhat OT:
There is a new title holder in Oppression Olympics, the lovely Miss Lucy Vallender, former soldier, who has sex change surgery AND converted to mohammedanism, to become the first British transgender mohammedan “woman”, now married to some chap called Murad (Lucy’s first, his second, as in number 2/4 allowed) whom (s)he met online – whether this makes him technically gay to add to his portfolio of oppression, as he is still XY in the chromosome department, I will leave for debate as he evidently had relations with men before the surgery.
Stout fellow ! Or something.
Alas, all is not beer and skittles for Lucy, as (s)he “…says her local mosque has victimised her because they asked her to worship with men, not women…”, but that is not all:
Good luck with that last one with your fellow parishoners.
Re fields, fvcks, and related barrenness…
A friend of mine has spent so much time in online discussions of sorts that he has a handy stash of links and summaries to save time typing the same thing over and over.
A favorite of mine comes to mind when encountering hipsters demanding that intended incompetence, malevolence, and failure must be accepted and excused.
Probably rather popular around here would be another handy observation from that same page:
@Hal
As to your second observation, the phrase “you’re not listening to me” comes to mind. It really means, “you’re not doing what I want.” A nice little sleight of hand to avoid being seen as bossy.
It’s like some heathen witchcraft.
Or the Tardis*. What else do you have hidden away in your secret lair?
O_o
(*Old Timblair.net running gag.)
Re Hal’s point about “I apologize”, yes. That one grates on me as well. But one that really gets under my skin, and often comes from well meaning squishies on the right, is “it’s unfortunate..”, used when conscious human action was involved in the “fortune” being referenced.
(scribbles “henchlesbians” on to-do list)
the phrase “you’re not listening to me” comes to mind. It really means, “you’re not doing what I want.”
Oh, yes, I had a particularly inept wannabe administrator try that one on me one time. I gave her the only honest reply which was available to either of us, that the story she was telling me still did not hold together, regardless of how frantically and repeatedly she waved the tattered pieces about.
@ Hal
“Oh, I’m listening. What I’m hearing is an illogical, irrational, incoherent jumble of words.”
“Oh, I’m listening. What I’m hearing is . . . .
. . . or what tends to be the case in my experience, I absolutely refuse to listen or acknowledge reality, therefore I’m going to claim that You are not listening.
Oh, dear. It’s official. Venezuela is doomed.
Coca-Cola halts production in Venezuela
CBS News – 42 minutes ago
‘El Chapo’ extradition to US clears another legal hurdle
CNN – 3 hours ago
. . . . I keep reading El Cheapo.
No, I don’t think he’ll be remembered as the sixth Marx Brother.
Myself, I am a proper Marxist. And a Lennonist, too!
Hm. I just graphed Modern Family. The graph dips a little, around season four, but it doesn’t reflect just how steep the decline in quality has been,
The new season is terrible. Not one laugh out loud episode.
The new season is terrible. Not one laugh out loud episode.
The last good episode I can remember was Connection Lost in season six, with everything taking place via laptop, Skype and social media. And that was the first solid episode in quite some time.
I think one of the main problems is that the kids have grown up. Hard to avoid, I know, but it’s changed many of the comedy dynamics, and mostly for the worse. The endearing Phil-Luke dad-son relationship is now practically gone and the precociousness of the smarter children has lost its charm as they’ve become older teenagers or young adults – Alex is just boring and Manny’s effete sophistication now seems forced and tiresome. Ditto Lily.
Haley’s relationship with Dylan was funny, as were Dylan’s songs, as were Claire and Phil’s concerns about him as a potential son-in-law – but he seems to have vanished and been replaced by a dull babysitter. And taking over Jay’s business has made Claire much less interesting (and much less funny) as a character. Her attempts to bring order to the family home were reliably entertaining, but without the kids as dependents and foils, and without her efforts to restrain Phil’s looser approach to parenting, there’s not much for her to work with.
Hal,
“Oh, dear. It’s official. Venezuela is doomed.”
I read the article and if one were to be a sugar Nazi I’d say things must be looking up for them because the sugar-free production is unaffected.
An ill-wind and all that……..