Friday Ephemera
For parents-to-be. || Empath. || Oh, brave new world that has such widgets in it. || The young in love. Or in heat, at least. || The thrill of wood steaming. || Fiddlesome games. || Difference noted. || Just like normal people. || Shopping mall scenes. || Unattractive sofa. || SR-72 rumours. “Anywhere on the planet, in an hour, or less.” || Spanish village of note. || Sperm whales 360. || Sticky situation. || Questions exchanged. || An aesthetic statement. || For devotees of the Clown Quarter and its wonders, this is one of these. || Critters. (h/t, Noah Carl) || Scenes of hardcore waitressing. || Only hiring the best, I see. || Error detected. || And finally, somewhat alarmingly, the humanoid equivalent of the Venus flytrap.
Just like normal people
Those tattoos just shout “sentence me to life with no parole”.
Unattractive sofa.
I do wonder who would buy it. Only other “designers”? Trendy stores who want to put something in the window that announces how daring they are?
But why? Texas Firm Produces 8-Track Tapes for Major Labels
the humanoid equivalent of the Venus flytrap
The garage door didn’t look all that humanoid…
the humanoid equivalent of the Venus flytrap.
I thought I heard Suddenly Seymour playing as the door closed.
That sofa will be fine to sit on. It’s got a flat level base and perfectly normal level back. I’d happily own it.
There’s one line on it that is unusual, but hardly daring.
Yes, the surface you sit on is level, but it’s ugly. And the older I get the more I prize beauty over cleverness.
Ghostbusters 3 is so bad that the cable company Comcast/Xfinity lists it as just “Ghostbusters”.
But why?
Promotional gimmick. There’s a company releasing sealed NES cartridges of Star Wars games in cardboard blister packs that look like the old 3.5″ action figure backs. The cartridges are playable, but removing the cartridge from the package renders it worthless for collector value.
Ghostbusters 3 is so bad that the cable company Comcast/Xfinity lists it as just “Ghostbusters”
That’s its actual title, though.
That’s its actual title, though.
My God, the conspiracy goes higher than I thought. 🙂
Regarding the sofa, it is almost certainly intended as a display item It is a long known retail tactic to put rather outlandish furniture in the display area, but not actually expect to sell those items in any number. You put it in the window to get looks, but out the back, in the stockroom, you have just the usual items that just about everyone usually buys. Can be done with strange designs, bright and garish colours – anything to make it stand out.
But you don’t really expect to sell more than one or two of the display items.
That waitress, what she goanna do with it eventually ?
My father (b. 1916) and his brothers must have been terrifying to raise. In the 1920s they built a 27-foot sailboat (which they later raced on Lake Michigan) in an outbuilding that had doubled as a garage, and found out all wonders of wood steaming (to bend ribs. keel, etc) the hard way. As he told the story they just dismantled the family home’s steam heat system, broke down the (probably cast iron) piping and such, sealed ends to create steam chambers, and ran the whole assembly out from the basement into the yard for greater efficiency. No mention how his parents took this innovation, but I’d guess probably in stride. He never mentioned whether they got things reassembled in time for a Chicago winter, but the whole family was pretty hardy so…shrug.
Random recollection: he learned to drive when he was 11 and so small they had to fasten wood blocks onto the pedals so he could reach them. Next year he drove my grandmother to Detroit and back because the family trusted him behind the wheel more than they did her — and apparently not without reason.
Found another loophole in #BelieveAllWomen
https://mobile.twitter.com/disclosetv/status/1372661804682330112
Speaking of women: The Age [Australia] reports “Teen Vogue’s editor resigns after backlash over racist teen tweets.”
“Alexi McCammond, who made her name as a politics reporter at the Washington news site Axios, had planned to start as the editor-in-chief of Teen Vogue next Wednesday. Now, after Teen Vogue staff members publicly condemned racist and homophobic tweets McCammond had posted a decade ago [when she was 17], she has resigned from the job.”
What goes around, comes around. The woke mob on Twitter takes no prisoners and neither forgets not forgives in its rabid machinations.
The young in love.
Romance isn’t dead then. “Full bodi pig” 🙂
pst314: ” And the older I get the more I prize beauty over cleverness.”
Seconded! And dislike gimmickry for the sake of it.
Morning, all.
That waitress, what she goanna do with it eventually?
Oh, I’m sure she has a plan. I get the impression it’s not her first time.
Seconded! And dislike gimmickry for the sake of it.
Ah, but it’s not just a sofa. It’s a “seating system.” Albeit one that resembles the kind of thing you’d find in a house shared by students, after several parties. I.e., cheap wreckage.
Being from an aviation family, I took the opportunity back in about 88 to drop by the San Diego aerospace museum after attending a USB dev conference. They have an A-12 on display outside the front entrance, mounted so you can get very close, and even underneath. Basically the same as the sr71.
Two things really struck me about it. First, it looked very well worn. Lots and lots of high stress mileage on it. (Like some of you lot.) Second, it is tiny. My imagination expected something twice the size, no doubt from all the dramatic photos one finds online.
There are a handful on similar display in the US, easily searchable. Worth a look.
Lots and lots of high stress mileage on it. (Like some of you lot.)
[ Splutters indignantly, applies moisturiser. ]
Splutters indignantly, applies moisturiser.
Now would that be a topical application or an internal application? [Lord Nelson comes to mind in terms of topical application: I believe he was shipped back to the UK post-Trafalgar in a barrel of brandy, presumably due to its ‘anti-aging’ properties.]
Can’t talk. Moisturising.
Anywhere on the planet in an hour or less…
Hmm. Lowest orbit is about 90 minutes all the way around. 45 to the antipodes.
But that’s in a vacuum at 17000 mph. Are we really talking about an sr71 successor at that point?
Plus, imagine the huge skidmark you’re gonna make when you try to stop at the destination! (Amusingly, “skidmark” was auto corrected to “skincare”.)
More of this, please.
Sam, there’s an easy solution for the redacted records. I am reliably informed by Obama’s first senatorial campaign that sealed records (e.g. the Ryans’ salacious divorce details) must be released to inform the public. Just find the intrepid newspaper that did Obama’s task and put them on it. I’m sure they’ll get right on it. Democracy Dies in Darkness, eh?
Ed,
I was goanna say that the lizard in question was too big, but wiki says some types grow to 2.5 meters, so…
(I’m just lying here waiting for Mrs. The Fourth and our dog to come to bed, hence all this sad logorrhea.)
Hopefully the waitress wasn’t dragging the lizard to the kitchen.
Heh. “Are you sure this is crab…?”
The young in love. Or in heat, at least. || The thrill of wood steaming.
I see what you did there.
For parents-to-be you’ve triggered me!
you’ve triggered me!
No refunds. Credit note only.
Feminist misses point shock.
Via Julia.
Ah, but she’s a strong, independent, empowered feminist woman. So, naturally, she’s oppressed by very trivial things. In this case, a mediocre chocolate bar.
Feminist misses point shock.
Not knowing what these are, imagine my shock to find out this twit (feel free to substitute vowels) is offended by packaging that hasn’t been used in the last 10 years.
Clicking through…
True story.
Not knowing what these are,
When I was but a wee seedling, Yorkie bars were advertised on TV with truckers and burly chaps chomping down on them. Because, er, chunky chocolate. (“Good, rich and thick, a milk chocolate brick!”) The more recent “It’s not for girls!” tagline is mocking the brand’s own earlier adverts.
“…a celebration of womanhood and diversity and this celebration of being your true self.”
Spanish village of note
I visited a similar town in Italy’s Tuscany region. The cliff/ridge it extended out upon was not quite as dramatically high, but very similar. Forget the name though.
The problem with the sofa is that you can’t switch the cushions.
Hopefully the waitress wasn’t dragging the lizard to the kitchen.
Tastes like chicken!
“Good, rich and thick, a milk chocolate brick!”
I don’t know if any of you have tried a Yorkie Bar recently? I did. It tasted like American “chocolate” and had the texture of soil. A sort of unpleasantly grainy mouth feel. I haven’t tried one since.
Bad batch, or a “new and improved” recipe?
Found another loophole in #BelieveAllWomen
Here is one link to the story: Judge rules some details of Ghislaine Maxwell court case are too ‘sensational and impure’ to be revealed to public. Not sure how much there is to this, but based on the history of the Epstein case there is not much reason to trust authorities.
I don’t know if any of you have tried a Yorkie Bar recently?
I vaguely remember it was an inferior chocolate bar, tastewise. However, the early adverts implied that female motorists and other passing women would nonetheless be impressed by the stoutness and, er, girth of it.
Found another loophole in #BelieveAllWomen
That link led me to another interesting item:
The German Ministry of Justice presents a draft law that makes the publication of “enemy lists” a punishable offense, exceptions are made for the media and “anti-fascist research work”
Right-wing extremists are constantly publishing lists of their political opponents online. Lists include names and addresses…
But how about anti-Communist research work? And after all, left-wing extremists do this sort of thing too, or are they supposed to be allowed to act with impunity?
Earth and moon fall into black hole.
I vaguely remember it was an inferior chocolate bar, tastewise.
So, a clever marketing campaign to make an inferior product seem more appealing regardless of its objective quality.
So, a clever marketing campaign
Not sure I’d go that far.
For parents-to-be
There are arguments for not acquiring fine furniture etc until the children reach the age of responsibility. Or leave home. (“Hey, didn’t you have your carpets cleaned last month?” “Yes, but little Billy peed on one yesterday.”)
They deserve to be the first against the wall.
The person offended by the chocolate bar:
So really has no complaint, then ?
Not sure I’d go that far.
Well, they did launch that campaign in 2001. And we’re still arguing about it 20 years later. Well, some of us.
Seems pretty effective to me.