Friday Ephemera (736)
You want one and you know it. || I have questions. || A question of manners. || So, do you come here often? || Down to a dribble. || Another everyday cleaning complication. || Jiggling was seen and pondered. || Perhaps larger breasts would draw attention away from the hands. || Arctic research projects, some atomic. || Plot twist. || For lovers of cassette tape. || Customer service at an emotional moment. || Maw. || Swiss mechanical dolls that draw. || 1920s coin-operated automata of note. || Tread carefully, there may be traces of rust. || Today’s word is eyeliner. || At last. || Installation. || He brought friends. || And finally, via Things, an extensive archive of sound effects. From submarine sonar blips and assorted swooshes to fires, flamethrowers, and burning fuses.
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If it’s all the same to you, I’ll retain my depth perception.
Hence ‘chicks’.
Righty tighty, lefty loosy.
Assertion without evidence.
School yearbook prank of note
Well this is interesting: British Army War Diaries
He was building a death ray
Look again. Though it would have been more accurate for her to have said ‘over-grown’.
I deny that she is a woman: She is an overgrown child.
This kid has a TikTok channel where he tries to sell a fake PS5 to blacks in the ghetto. Literally every single one just steals it from him.
Well, at least every one that he posts.
Some of the replies are…enlightening.
He was building a death ray
Hence ‘chicks’.
Well played, well played.
The Yangwang U9 can jump…
Rank rookies.
“At last.“
Been puzzling over this for five minutes now. There must be a need for it, but….nope, I’ve got nothin’
Things that cause people to become right wing no: 102577892: wolves. No, really!
Didn’t see that coming. 😂
Morning, all.
Heh. I, too, was caught off guard by the appearance of a third party.
Social gaffe.
What the hell does he see in the mirror?
Good question. See also:
Again, the hands would seem to be an issue.
Spent way too much time in there.
There’s a pretty good Jacob’s Ladder in the electricity collection. Very Flash Gordon.
In fact, there’s some actual Flash Gordon in there too.
And in other crime news, this and this.
She sounds like an auctioneer. A really fat, bad mannered auctioneer.
Heh. She’s obnoxious and grating in so many ways. It’s a full-spectrum repulsiveness. I’ve often been caught off guard by people for whom even the most basic manners are an alien concept, but this monstrous creature is still quite something.
Foolish to feed wild animals. They’ll come by more and more, lose their fear, and eventually eat her cat…or someone’s child.
And in belated correction news:
Some background on the story here.
Warren Smith revisits the bedlamites at Evergreen State College.
Go one better and do both eyes!
The progressive dining experience. A possible series.
Down to a dribble
Tis naught but a scratch . . .
Good morning from the Smoky Mountains. I am glad to have the Ephemera to brighten my morning as I have been up for hours with insomnia. But hey, at least I used the time to deliver last night’s job, Marriage Proposal #137, taking place along the Foothills Parkway.
Beats working in a cubicle . . .
1920s coin-operated automata of note
I think I would enjoy collecting those if I had the resources.
Mind you, I am debating now whether to pull a $3k trigger on a well-maintained and functioning Gowlandflex large format camera. Or, at least how will I hide the expense from my spouse.
Wait for him to bleed out.
Well, it would be dangerously unwise to attempt to render assistance. The very definition of a thankless task.
Go for it. You know you’d only blow it down the bingo hall otherwise.
The growth of this sentiment correlates with the decline in government willingness to punish and control these psychopaths.
The Evergreen saga, by the way, has been mentioned here once or twice before.
A blueprint for woke utopia.
Mind you, I am debating now whether to pull a $3k trigger on a well-maintained and functioning Gowlandflex large format camera.
Unless you want it for the novelty but want a hand held 4X5 you’d be miles ahead with a Linhof Teknika III or IV, a couple of Schnieder lenses, and the extra $2K left over…
BINGO MONEY.
Ooh, last ever Grand Tour tonight.
[ Checks stash of limes, gin and tonic. ]
If everyone in China had a car that jumped at the same time . . .
Still got a box of mixtapes somewhere. May have to dig them out over the weekend.
You can amaze the children with your musical taste.
I’ve mentioned before that in a hallway closet, somewhere, buried under piles of tat, there’s a crate of ancient 12″ singles. Not entirely sure why I kept them, as I haven’t owned a turntable since 1993.
If I were to dig further into the same closet, I’m pretty sure I’d find some TDK C-90s stuffed with banging tunes. Or mortifying shite. Could go either way.
Can we pick the child?
For sale: 1950s Nuclear bunker, Derbyshire. Complete with red rotary phone, vintage binoculars, and wall-to-wall velvet curtains.
Only £20,000, or nearest offer.
It used to be the custom to wear a dirty raincoat.
Target practise.
1950s Nuclear bunker, Derbyshire.
Would be a good place to hide from the rozzers while you post dank memes.
It used to be the custom to wear a dirty raincoat.
You all are heartless, he couldn’t afford both clothes and store bought boobs.
Perhaps larger breasts would draw attention away from the hands.
Ain’t nothing going to hide the apple doll head.