You’ll Feel Better Afterwards
Or, How This Place Is Still Here After Sixteen Bloody Years.
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As always, thanks for the support, the comments, and the company.
Oh yes. The buttons.
You can’t argue with the science. And bless you, sir. During a somewhat drunken party game, may you never be required to describe the taste of aniseed without using the word liquorice.
Consider yourself pinged.
Bless you, sir. May your towel rack be heated.
Again, thanks to all who’ve chipped in so far, or subscribed, or done shopping via the Amazon links, including all those much too shy to say hello. It’s much appreciated and is what keeps this place here.
A bold marketing strategy.
A bold marketing strategy.
Like lipstick on a pig.
To which I must cite one of my favorite legal opinions upon which I poften relied to signal to the judge that opposing counsel was full of shit, Bradshaw v. Unity Marine Corporation, 147 F. Supp. 2d 668 (2001), for its finding: “But at the end of the day, even if you put a calico dress on it and call it Florence, a pig is still a pig.”
I am curious how Ben Sasse taking over U of Florida will go.
Related, this might help.
Congress needs to get on this horrible oversight and implement regulations so this racist tragedy doesn’t happen again.
I’m an ex-banker ‘genderless dragon’ — now my son won’t talk to me.
I’d be surprised if anyone speaks to it. Stuff of nightmares.
This is some weighty research indeed.
In case you are wondering, it is real, whole paper here for your education.
Our authoresses:
Just because one has ideas, it doesn’t mean they are either good or worthwhile.
Right-o, “exercise science”. Although there could conceivably be some good with that, things like this or “Negative Things That Kids Should Never Have to Hear”: Exploring Women’s Histories of Weight Stigma in Physical Activity ain’t it.
Founder and Director, IDEAS (Indigeneity, Diaspora, Equity and Anti-Racism in Sport) Research Lab
At the Stalinist University of Toronto, I see.
This is some weighty research indeed.
Fuck her, this is real life.
Ugh. Have been felled by some hideous bug. The consequences of which include a a dull head, a rattling throat, and oceans of snot.
No, leave me. I’m done for. Go on without me.
We never leave a comrade behind! Especially not to Bugs!
[ Realizes is now covered in snot. ]
Um….
We never leave a comrade behind! Especially not to Bugs! ~ Juan Rico
Heh. I see what you did there.
Heh. I see what you did there.
Our motto: “Everybody comments. Everybody donates.”
[ With last ounce of strength, schedules Ephemera, slumps across desk. ]
[ With last ounce of strength, schedules Ephemera, slumps across desk. ]
Here, drink this!
Not quite dead yet.
[ Emits feeble cough, glares. ]
We shall restore David to health, with memes!
“oceans of snot”–also describes my grandchildren this week. I learn so many handy phrases here!
Her suit is designed to break up her shape against the background, thereby making it difficult for German U-Boats to calculate her range, speed and direction.
Larry Correia was invited to a convention, and the usual suspects came out firing. Larry, of course, fires back.
Hmmm, maybe the above needs a trigger warning, except that’s triggering, too.
Time for another regrooving.
oceans of snot
Band name or album title?
Band name: Hideous Bug
Album: Oceans of Snot
Opening track: Ugh (An instrumental with significantly long drum solo)
Band name: Hideous Bug
Album: Oceans of Snot
Opening track: Ugh (An instrumental with significantly long drum solo)
Their A&R man said, “I don’t hear a single”
Well Hideous Bug is more of an art rock thing. A little King Crimson and a little Moby Grape with some Captain Beefheart thrown in for flavoring. They did use the drummer from Black Sabbath however. A slight concession.
Lurked here for ages and finally donated to your blog preservation fund. Keep up the good work, Mr T.
Bless you, sir. When visiting a Sainsbury’s mini-market, may the greasy teen cashier actually deign to pack your bag, as was the custom, rather than throwing the bag in your general direction and then distractedly watching you pack it, with obvious difficulty, on a surface perhaps four inches wide, and thus requiring the use of one knee to support the bag as you fill it. And despite a much more generous surface existing on their side of the counter, precisely for the purpose of packing customers’ bags.
That!
In a full-size supermarket, I don’t mind, chiefly because there’s plenty of space to do the packing. But in their mini-markets, Sainsbury’s, and others, seem to have decided that the way to succeed is to make customers feel unwelcome, a barely tolerated inconvenience.
…But in their mini-markets, Sainsbury’s, and others, seem to have decided that the way to succeed is to make customers feel unwelcome, a barely tolerated inconvenience.
These establishments do run more smoothly when there are no customers.
The posts are intended as starting points, not full stops, and the comments are where much of the good stuff is waiting to be found.
It’s one of the reasons I’ve been reading your blog for so long (not 16 years but not far off). A token of esteem has been ‘pinged’.
Bless you, sir. When hauling several quite heavy bags of shopping, and just inches from your doorstep, may your garrulous neighbour not pick that moment to start a lengthy, rambling chat about nothing in particular.
I fell down the rabbit hole. Lost over an hour. 🙂
*hits tip jar*
Yes, we have a lot of those. I should put up a sign.
Bless you, sir. May you never wake to unwashed pots.
I fell down the rabbit hole. Lost over an hour.
Stranger than Alice in Wonderland, and twice as interesting.
That was definitely a rabbit hole but worth the time. Very good stuff.
P.S. Ping!
Bless you, sir. May your sleep be restorative.
And again, thanks to all who’ve chipped in, or subscribed, or done shopping via the Amazon links, including all those much too shy to say hello. It’s much appreciated and is what keeps this place here.
And I don’t know about you, but I do think this place ought to be here.