Friday Ephemera
Blowback. || Corgi buns. || Because they should be. || Bargain detected. || Unexpected duo. || Small dog makeover of note. (h/t, Elephants Gerald) || This, this and this are three of these. (h/t, Damian) || They’re just like normal people. || Assorted long cats. || “Chocolate chicken chicken cake” and other A.I. recipes. || Is it food? || Forbidden love. || Torment yourself with four-way Tetris. || 48 trombones. || Felted wool. || Furry pig monster. || Puddle scenes. || It did not go entirely to plan. || And finally, it’s remarkable just how quickly the day can turn to shit.
My surname has a Z. 🙁
The woman who aborted to protest lack of paid family leave might have visited her local DHS office to apply for any number of available support programs. As George Bush said to Al Gore in Presidential debate: “You don’t have to get snippy about it.”
I vowed then never again to read an author or title that contained the letter’Z’.
Russian and especially Polish authors hardest hit.
Stunning and brave.
Stunning and honk.
The perfect accessory for a £1 engagement ring would be a fake receipt that says it cost £7900.
[ Fondles wedding ring. ]
[ Fondles wedding ring. ]
Is the inside of the ring inscribed with letters of fire?
Is the inside of the ring inscribed with letters of fire?
Heh. Something like that.
You could be getting a Moronolanche, David Thompson explains:; you might want to put down the sawdust and get out the bum wine.
The ring – that green will come off with a little Brasso or toothpaste. £1 doesn’t buy what it used to, you know…
Apparently, shoplifting, and championing shoplifting, is woke now.
Please update your files and lifestyles accordingly.
You could be getting a Moronolanche,
Help me take the padding out of the seats. And hide your valuables.
Right, heading out for a family curry to mark Beloved Sister-In-Law’s birthday. Wine may be involved.
Play nicely. Use coasters.
Garcia Marquez is well worth checking out, as is Mario Vargas Llosa.
I recommend MVL’s “Aunt Julia and the Scriptwriter,” about a young man’s affair with his aunt. Lots of stuff about storytelling.
If you don’t have time to read, or don’t read, it was turned into a movie called “Tune in Tomorrow” with a young Keanau Reeves and Barbara Hershey, with Peter Falk. Wonderful movie.
Depressed ? Just take your cabbage out for a walk, and melt those blues away.
Vegans, proving a lack of animal protein diminishes mental functioning.
Heartless bastards, a vegetable can respond to you.
Hello David,et al. Not sure if you have seen this https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CENZuzfv1Ec concerning our favourite red-headed, cognitively dissonant, privileged but utterly unappreciative communist, projecting all her ideological flaws onto the British citizenry. Without the slightest self-awareness she, the tolerant one, will not tolerate an electorate that doesn’t agree with her hate filled views of an opposing argument. Not one scintilla of empirical evidence is offered to bolster her slanderous accusations but hey, these are my feelings so sacrosanct.
“Milton Keynes, the famous economist…”
https://twitter.com/JonahDispatch/status/1226309690482556928
our favourite red-headed, cognitively dissonant, privileged but utterly unappreciative communist, projecting all her ideological flaws onto the British citizenry.
As we’ve seen many, many times, Laurie’s relationship with reality is at best intermittent, and what her outpourings reveal, albeit inadvertently, is generally about herself.
“Milton Keynes, the famous economist…”
Oh dear.
Today, I’ve just realised, is this blog’s 13th birthday.
[ Pats blog. ]
Happy birthday, old girl.
Happy birthday, old girl.
Happy birthday, David’s blog.
Congratulations on 13 years. I just hit 12 at the end of last month. Close to 5200 posts….
Congratulations on 13 years. I just hit 12 at the end of last month.
Are we… the old guard now?
[ Applies moisturiser. ]
Harder! Better! Faster! Stronger!
Ah. “Beat me Daddy, eight to the bar” ver 2.0?
Harder! Better! Faster! Stronger!
Sounds like a Russ Meyer film.
Are we… the old guard now?
Here grandfather, allow me to help you across the street.
Brownies with a CUP OF HORSERADISH … And shrimps … large chicken (whole) but no chocolate …
I certainly hope this isn’t anyone complaining, now. This is simply the culinary equivalent of cultural diversity, and you DO sing the praises of diversity, don’t you?
(Well, except for the one who left out the chocolate. Racist!)
Happy birthday, old girl.
A Birthday ping, headed your way! Cheers🎉.
Here grandfather, allow me to help you across the street.
A Birthday ping, headed your way!
Bless you, madam. May an otherwise routine Saturday morning be enlivened with bacon French toast.