Friday Ephemera (675)
You may grip your chair arms now. || Competitive urination. || I believe it’s called spite. || A brief, salty guide to the French Revolution. (h/t, Elephants Gerald) || Five historical figures who were assassinated in the lavatory. || Somewhat related. || The thrill of rubber. || The thrill of rubber 2. || Ruminations on the TARDIS doors. || Don’t fuck with grandpa. || “Best pizza of life.” || Opera patrons who find Mozart “traumatic” are advised to squeeze their toes. || Mansplaining periods. || “It made so much sense.” || When you’ve been severely educated. || A discovery is made. || Man wants truck not on lawn off his lawn. || And it was going so well. || Today’s word is girth. (NSFW) || They live on your face. || Stand back, a baby is happening. || And finally, I’m guessing it’s not her first rodeo.
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The night that Clint Eastwood turned into Dirty Harry
Student prank in Montana
Student prank in Illinois
I’m not sure if we should mock the EU, the Belgians, or American beer.
When you gotta go, you gotta go.
Somewhat related.
Bookmarked for when 8 year old grandson is around next.
Will also forward to the nephew.
There’s even a 24-hour crisis helpline…
Another adventure in public transportation.
Morning, all.
Given the pronounced overlap of wokeness, neuroticism and farce, I suppose it was inevitable.
Though it occurs to me that putting a full-page trigger warning in the programme is somewhat redundant as the thing that will allegedly induce hyperventilation and fear of impending death – romantic Mounties in slightly comedic situations – has already been shown in the adverts and posters for the event. Doubtless causing random passers-by to start sweating and trembling.
Student prank in Montana
Top stuff.
Met a lovely bloke from Montana, mid afternoon, in a Christchurch pub around 1998. He was a dozer/grader driver from down on “The Ice” (Antarctic). Looked after the runway. Got sent up for a couple of weeks leave because he was feeling a bit crook, which is apparently what they do as a precaution to reduce the risk of everybody getting the pox.
“Don’t fuck with grandpa.”
Wow!
His garbage, your problem.
French Revolution
I’m rather taken by the Mauritian concept of a “Ministry of Culture and Fisheries”.
He feels it should be illegal.
True Romance
[ Slides down left side of bell curve, going wheee. ]
Somewhat related.
Clever, but can you do it without the keyboard?
That’s some serious nerding.
Well, yes. But it does address the size mismatch and general disconnection of the interior and exterior doors. (Or the interior and exterior views of what may be the same doors.) A porch seems the obvious solution, visually. I suppose you could just invoke some dimensional hand-waving, but it’s one of those details I remember noticing as a child.
With a rocking chair for a more elderly Doctor?
“Daleks a comin. I can feel it in my bones.”
Well, I have seen far too many Mounties singing the Lumberjack Song…
Preferable to recent iterations, I should think. But with or without the chunky interior doors?
Link is broken already.
[ Eye twitches. Has flashback to every bloody Thursday evening, when checking each link in the scheduled Ephemera posts, only to discover that Reddit’s moderators have been busy. ]
Not an unfair point.
Dudley Do-Right, Corporal Renfrew, or Benton Fraser?
But it does address the size mismatch
Isn’t that the point about the Tardis, the contrast between inside and outside?
the contrast between inside and outside
I should have said disconnect
I’m now browsing one of several TARDIS wikis to brush up on the doors. Sorry, the real-world interface.
This is not how I planned to spend my afternoon.
There’s a connection between those swimming tummy periods and those babies being born…people know that, right….oh never mind…..
Also advised to “take a walk”. I guess not seeing one’s imaginary trauma avoids the imaginary trauma, but it doesn’t seem like a good use of one’s theatre budget.
Meanwhile in other theatre news, a short trip to Princeton NJ and you can see “To All The Babies I’ve Killed Before”, a lighthearted romp exploring…
…according to the description which also, “…directs readers to a Planned Parenthood website to find local abortion facilities in New Jersey.”
If that isn’t a fun evening, I don’t know what is.
mansplaining periods: The uterus develops a blood-filled lining to be ready for egg implantation. If no pregnancy, the uterus needs to get rid of that, thus cramping and bleeding. No uterus, no period. Period. Most actual women would say periods and bleeding are the worst thing about being female (even worse than wearing a bra). These twits want to emulate it? urgh
Student prank: 50 yrs ago, my roommate painted a 3 ft tall door on the wall under the stairs where the ceiling was only 4 ft high. 2 yrs later I went back to that dorm and it was still there.
I doubt if pranks are a thing much anymore.
At least she didn’t say “neuro-divergent”. Be thankful for small favors.
Really? The theater world seems to be dominated by gays and leftists.
“Daleks a comin. I can feel it in my bones”
Jelly Babies for all…
“The theater world seems to be dominated by gays “
Oh goody – show tunes, anyone?
*Ooooooo klahoma….*
Destroying beer: 1) beauracrats tend to by metaphor challenged. 2) Europe has a tradition of protectionism. In the middle ages, guilds like the masons or metal workers petitioned the king for a special dispensation which meant you could not do that trade unless a member of the guild. They limited membership to keep wages high. In exchange, the guild paid a fee every year directly to the king. Much easier and more dependable for the king than collecting taxes. Champagne can only be made from grapes grown in the Champagne region of France (according to the french). Anything else is just sparkling wine.
Halfway through the French Revolution. 🙂
Mengelian.
All of the above.
Question asked.
Is there a pool on how long it will be before he abandons her?
Sorcery.
mansplaining periods…No uterus, no period. Period.
It is not mansplaining so much as troonsplaining by guys who have no grasp whatsoever about the anatomy or physiology, e.g., the bozo in the linked video and “smooth lined muscle” (of which there is no such thing), but who will grasp at anything to “affirm” their “womanhood”.
There is smooth muscle, and the middle layer of a uterus is smooth muscle, but it is also in all viscera, hollow organs, arteries, veins, and a host of other places. If a woman has period pain other than the lower pelvis, it is referred pain* because of shared nerve pathways with other structures.
Second factor is that Potemkinwomen are on constant levels of estrogen or other “replacement” hormones. During menstruation, however, FSH and estrogen are at their lowest levels in women and rise to ovulation after which progesterone rises and estrogen tapers some.
The interesting bit is that both estrogen and progesterone relax smooth muscle which is not surprising because if there is an implanted ovum it would be counterproductive not to relax where it is, and why if not implanted, the levels fall and the cycle starts again.
During pregnancy, however, the levels increase and been shown to be related to some of the GI problems some women have during pregnancy such as decreased gastric motility, decreased gallbladder function and other things related to hormone related smooth muscle function.
I hate to burst their bubble, but even if they took estrogen and progesterone precisely titrated to mimic a woman’s levels, yep, no uterus, no period. Period.
*(e.g., a bad gall bladder often is felt in the right shoulder)
You know, for some reason – and I’m sure it will come to me – I’m not convinced that his perceptions are entirely reliable.
Historical trivia: Back before pop-top cans, Miller’s marketing slogan was “The champagne of bottled beers”.
You know, for some reason – and I’m sure it will come to me – I’m not convinced that his perceptions are entirely reliable.
Yeah, but the smooth muscle thing has been a recurrent theme that by some arcane and Byzantine process not known to science or alchemy every month their smooth muscle goes into spasms despite that not being how anything works.
I suppose that if they took high enough levels of estrogen for only 21 days that could in some cases slow their GI tract down and with the cessation of estrogen the next week put it into overdrive to clear the blockage, as it were, but constipation cramps are still not a “period”.
Update on how that “defund the police” policy is working out.
And this is not a penis. And the person to whom it’s been attached is not a man.
Yet here we are.
Potemkinwomen
Oooo… saving that for future use!
this is not a penis: oh shit I wish there was an “unsee” feature in the brain. How can a doc in good faith do such a thing?