Friday Ephemera (669)
I don’t want to rush you, but the ground is approaching. || Dissonant vibes. || Gritty crime drama. || Suboptimal scenario. (h/t, pst314) || A soap manufacturer speaks. || For those who dislike dusting. || Today’s word is inadvisable. || Throws like a girl. || How menfolk pass the time. || Crashing into the Moon. || With 47,000 amps and quite a big magnet. || You know, I’m not entirely sure what the plan was. || I didn’t know this was a job. || Also a job, it seems. || This is more of a hobby, possibly a sport. || Attention, all landlords, the tenant of your dreams. || Attention, all black men, a tempting offer. || Seen from inside. || Assorted rotating sandwiches. || And finally, good news for the big-footed transsexual.
Should you be tempted, you can follow me on Twitter.
*actual snort*
I’ve never understood the appeal of Neapolitan ice cream. My mother would buy it, likely because it was on sale, and perhaps it was because she was buying cheap stuff that the flavors never tasted right to me. Especially the chocolate. While I never cared for chocolate ice cream itself, the chocolate in Neapolitan always seemed especially bad.
Ah, simpler times…
If memory serves, last time I mentioned these fun-time activities, one of you actually Googled them, just to check.
Which made me laugh.
Yes, as a wee seedling, it all seemed very exciting. ALL THE FLAVOURS IN ONE BOWL. In hindsight, it was a bit of a rip.
The bastards.
reparations: Thomas Sowell pointed out long ago that if you could not have personally prevented a crime or injustice you cannot be guilty of it. He also notes that every group of people everywhere have, over history, been awful to other groups (some thereby exterminated). No innocents except by weakness. Untangling all the historical injustice is impossible. Blaming people for what other people who look like them did in the past is itself an injustice. Every single human has ancestors who murdered, for example.
Yes, this.
https://reduxx.info/canadian-cancer-society-recommends-cervical-cancer-screening-for-men-who-identify-as-women/
O, Canada…
Well, David?
Cervical cancer screening (pap test) for trans women with no cervix. ??? How? Do they charge the same for an imaginary test?
the chocolate in Neapolitan always seemed especially bad.
The only thing worse than the chocolate in Neapolitan is the fake pistachio in cheap Spumoni.
Do they charge the same for an imaginary test?
Did you ever have emissions testing in your jurisdiction? Same thing.
Pistachio, or anything nut-based, in ice cream is often a risk because the nuts are often not fresh. But if it’s a well respected, high-end ice cream parlor the reward is worth it. Yet I don’t think I have ever had chocolate ice cream that was very good. But the Neapolitan chocolate was the absolute worst.
Ignoring the hotdog makes me racist? Sheeeesh. Get in line. That’s, like, 36th in the queue.
Oh god. Now I have to go to Berkeley (ack!) to eat pistachio gelato at Caravaggio. You bastards.
The closest cheap spumoni gets to real nuts is when it flys by the QC guy on the line.
[ ba dum tss ]
WTP: “But the Neapolitan chocolate was the absolute worst.“
Thank goodness over here, someone invented Vienetta.
…
What..?
There is certainly some highly enriched weapons-grade trolling coming out of that “Yorkie dog lovers” account, isn’t there?
In reply to someone saying “She? It’s a bloke!” the account responds:
When someone else reasonably asks what on Earth the account poster means by that:
Distinct Minnow vibes from that account [ shudders involuntarily ]
Tilly and the Fire Engines – a recently recolourised short film from 1911.
Not only is it the most charming thing you are likely to have seen in a while, but it also raises a number of distinctly awkward questions for latter-day devotees of Betty Friedan and her ilk.
“What’s explained by doctors.”
“Professionals.”
Because in NHS hospitals, female patients can’t wait to be cared for, intimately, by mentally ill men.
Julia M made me think of General Foods International Coffee, now no longer sold under that name as far as I can tell.
“Feel luxurious” with “orange cappuccino Italian style instant coffee beverage.”
in NHS hospitals
Implying they had a choice.
No. Just no.
But madam, do you not feel an urge to affirm…? After all, you’re only the patient and, obviously, he’s the one whose comfort matters.
Now lift that nightie, bigot.
Sounds like a convenient revenue-enhancing strategy. They might as well offer aura-readings to assess our individual vulnerabilities to being hit by a dinosaur-killer-size asteroid.
Possible factor: One carton of ice cream can please kids with different flavor preferences.
Citrus flavoring in coffee sounds…odd. But that’s what I thought about mole sauce before I tried it.
Millions in the UK are endangered by Extreme Heat.
Extreme heat? In the proverbially mild and rainy UK?
It’s goat harvesting time!
[ Checks postcode. ]
“Potential hazard score: 1” Out of five. So I can sleep easy tonight.
[ Checks readiness status of ice-cube tray. ]
Extreme heat: to be fair to the brits, many older homes are not built for letting air circulate and do not have AC. On the other hand, from places I have lived that get to be 110 F, hahahah
Remember, dear reader, there are people who boast of having written for Buzzfeed.
[ Added: ]
Following quite a bit of correction and mockery, and in familiar Buzzfeed style, the article has subsequently been stealth-edited. Now, it merely complains that the film “downplays the severity of the situation and lightly edits with [sic] history.”
@pst314
Citrus flavoring in coffee sounds…odd
Back in the 1960s I spent some time in Malta. The crew of the car ferry between the islands of Malta and Gozo would, on request, provide well-brewed black coffee flavoured with orange-flower water. A delightful restorative after the night before.
”…but I don’t think this was actually left out of The Sound of Music, if you watch very closely.”
Don’t even have to watch closely.
They even use a still from the film where the family is actually TRYING TO ESCAPE FROM NAZIS.
*bangs head on desk*
Also amusing: The same article faults James Cameron’s Titanic for focusing too much on a love story and not spending enough time telling us about the 1,500 people who died. Oh well, if it weren’t for finding fault they would have no purpose in life.
The icing on the cake.
Wouldn’t it be better to bang *their* heads on a desk?
Dog loves vacuum cleaners. Cats, on the other hand, hate and fear them.
THIS is the way to handle scum activists.
After all, you’re only the patient and, obviously, irrelevant to what our pharmaceutical masters and bureaucrats tell us to do. Not to mention where we doctors get our kibble. And sports cars. And mortgage payments on our 5000+ sq ft homes. And international vacations. And pretty things for our wives…and mistresses. And anything else that is “relevant” to our situation. Excepting of course you and your health.
Last week our doctor informed my wife that vitamin D deficiency is not a concern. This a few years after a previous doctor was concerned enough by her bloodwork to recommend Vitamin D supplements. Which did get her just a bit above the Mendoza Line of acceptability. She also wanted to ask, since I have been razzing her for a while now for not knowing this, that the blood test that was taken also tell her what her blood type is. No. No dear stupid patient. You have no need for that information. Of course you can go get a separate test done, with extra expense, to determine it if you really, really want.
This.
tell her what her blood type is.
Weird. IIRC, when you donate blood, they’re happy to let you know your blood type. I think I first learned mine when I had my first prenatal workups, consequently learning I’m O-neg, the negative being critical information for an expectant mother.
Just what were these creepy creatures hoping to accomplish?
Yes. While I donate quite regularly, my wife has a significant fear of needles. Which makes a second blood draw even more of an issue. It’s all so bloody stupid. The medical profession is about where the education idiots were 40 years ago. But the denial is thick. Likely thicker. And I don’t have another 30 years to wait for them to wake TF up.
Complete lack of self-awareness.
Narcissism and self-awareness go together like cheese and broken glass.