Friday Ephemera
Dr Lecter’s twilight years. || The underwater hotel suite you’ve always wanted. (h/t, Dicentra) || Witchcraft. (h/t, Tim) || Cinema takes its toll. (h/t, Ben) || Motion-sensor flower lamps. || Frankenstein Meets the Spacemonster, 1965. || Joys of parenthood, part 604. || Parasite fighters. (h/t, sk60) || Contemporary tape use. || What coronavirus does. || 100 minutes of nest-building. || Icy door of note. || Pudding of note. || Tempting fate. || Important question, answered. || How to remove a wisdom tooth. || The thrill of grooming. || The worm dance. || Do you see bush? || The chairs of Blake’s 7, an illustrated guide. || Related, the assorted seating of Doctor Who. || And finally, today’s word is suboptimal.
They’d be a bit small.
Given the size of the average till receipt, the, er, task at hand would require some… precision.
Shots Fired:
via Battle Beagle
Shots Fired
[ Hides breakables. ]
Hi David,
Have you ever fisked a “family president “ before?
https://www.salon.com/2020/04/23/how-researching-tomboys-and-gender-helped-me-prepare-for-a-pandemic/
Have you ever fisked a “family president “ before?
I kept tripping over the begged questions about “privilege,” spatial skills, and so forth. Then, as it’s a sunny day here, I decided I’d rather listen to the birds singing. One of the pleasures of living by woodland.
A gin and tonic helps, of course.
Ms. Family President has led a literally inconcevably sheltered life if this is her first encounter with disruptions to her detailed life plans.
I’m roughly of the same social “class” as the writer, and in my extended family’s last decade there’s been two cancer deaths, a broken neck, a broken hip, a military training death, an attempted suicide, and a fatal stroke. Among other things. All of which had major effects on everyone’s plans.
You get help. You keep family close. You suck it up. You keep calm and carry on. “Closure” don’t enter into it.
Ms. Family President…
There is a shocker for you.
I know when I want an expert analysis of neuroscience and endocrinology, the first person I go to is an experimental feminist videographer. I am sure the quality of her research is unimpeachable.
*(The HTML was ganked on preview – I had spelled “blockquote” as “bolockquote” which is actually rather apt…)
had no idea what to do with my degree in experimental feminist video…
[ Sips second gin and tonic. ]
[ Sips second gin and tonic. ]
We throw in a splash of Amaretto. Just a suggestion.
Heh.
Via Damian.
Woods are great, except when the stupid birds kick in pre-dawn in the summer.
The family president was the only thing I found lately that was potentially fisk-worthy. The jump from tomboys to Coronavirus seemed to call for a touch of Thompson.
My area’s supposed to open up 1 May. I doubt it’ll stay open long. They’re already floating a long shutdown in the fall.
“I’m a relatively new cat owner. This is my life now.”
At least cats don’t click loudly when walking across a hardwood floor.
I’m family president at my place.
Unfortunately there’s a lot of Chester Draws Derangement Syndrome around, so it’s not working out too good.
I chose Head of State at my house, instead of President. A ceremonial role, involving wine-cork inspection and looking intellectual and/or glamorous, as occasion calls for.
Online classes will be available soon.
I’m the Goddess of Cutekitten Manor, myself.
Woods are great, except when the stupid birds kick in pre-dawn in the summer.
Hereabouts in summer, with the windows open, the dawn chorus is a thing to hear. Layer upon layer of tweets and elaborate chirrups, and a great sense of distance. It’s quite remarkable, almost like a rainforest, and not a bad way to wake up. Assuming, that is, you don’t mind being awake at 4:30am. Otherwise, I recommend earplugs.
I’m the Goddess of Cutekitten Manor, myself.
I am President, CEO, entire Board of Directors, only shareholder and sole employee of 68814257966 Ontario Ltd d/b/a Daniel Ream’s Apartment.
It worked so well for my
tax dodgeconsulting company I figured I’d give it a try at home.It’s quite remarkable, almost like a rainforest, and not a bad way to wake up. Assuming, that is, you don’t mind being awake at 4:30am. Otherwise, I recommend earplugs.
If you go to bed at 8 you’ll be ready to wake up at 7. 😀
I am President, CEO, entire Board of Directors, only shareholder and sole employee of 68814257966 Ontario Ltd d/b/a Daniel Ream’s Apartment.
Let us know how the annual Shareholders Meeting goes.