Tidings
Or, He’s Put Tinsel On The Tip Jar.
Konkon’s Yawn, photographed by Tak.
As is the custom here, posting will be intermittent over the holidays and readers are advised to follow me on X, or subscribe to the blog feed at the very bottom of the page, either of which will alert you to anything new as and when it materialises.
Thanks for another 1.5 million or so visits this year and thousands of comments, many of which prompted discussions that are much more interesting than the actual posts. Which is pretty much the idea.
And particular thanks to all those who’ve made PayPal, Ko-Fi, or SubscribeStar donations to keep this rickety barge above water. It’s much appreciated. Should you be gripped by a seasonal urge to express encouragement via currency, by all means use the buttons below this post.
Just think of my little face lighting up.
Curious newcomers and those with nothing better to do are welcome to rummage through the Reheated series in search of entertainment. You may find things you’d missed. And this, needless to say, is an open thread.
To you and yours, a very good one.
Old Dutch Church, “Love Gathers Here”.
A veritable atom bomb of love!
Something tells me that my odds of experiencing the numinous would not be greatly enhanced.
I say put ’em all on a bus headed south from Memphis on US 61.
‘Tis the season! *hits tip jar*
Merry Christmas all!
Adorable dogs are always welcome here.
Normally I wouldn’t do this but…lost my Rocky back in September. Smart dog. He even knew Saturday mornings from Sunday mornings. Saturdays I would walk him around the perimeter of our subdivision, but on Sundays we would cross the street to the park where he could run off the leash since hardly anyone was there. On Saturday he would walk like the good boy I trained him to be. It used to amaze me how few people have put even that little effort into training their dogs to walk properly and behave. On Sundays, as we approached the park he would pull on his leash in that direction. Loyal, brave for a smaller dog, hardly ever barked unless it was important, knew a few tricks, loved to play hide-and-seek and a tag game we invented. Hardly ever did anything wrong but when he did, he showed proper shame. Didn’t like his baths but he still went willingly…sort of…into the shower without me having to pick him up or chase him. About the best dog I could have ever asked for.
Thanks for a year of laughs and madness.
*ping*
Thank you for all the wrongthink. Token of appreciation, etc.
Bless you, madam, and bless you, sirs. May your under-sink cupboard be orderly, with its contents easy to find and extract. Thereby avoiding a protracted, comical struggle to retrieve the goddamn boot waterproofing.
Gresham’s Law applies to more than money.
If you get hysterical over a piece of raw cotton the likelihood of you ever being a functional adult is low.
He’s very serious about neatness.
[ Revises views of life outside London. ]
WTP and politics: I have friends who appear to only watch MSNBC or read Facebook news feeds. They repeat crap verbatim from those sources, like Trump is a rapist. One spews anti-Trump hatred with no idea of why he hates him. Just parroting the approved line. Lovely guy otherwise.
Is that Camberwell?
Heh. We discussed news sources. He was convinced that I got all my news from Fox. The only Fox info I get is what my previously-Democrat wife forwards to me. I asked him what US news sources he thought were good, he actually said MSNBC. I mean…that’s about the furthest left you can get. They’re so far left that they finally figured out that they need to shed a number of their leftists.
I will say this for Facebook feeds, like Twitter/X, they do allow feedback. A lot of BS in the fact checking of course but as I was telling Mr. Canuck, never trust information from sources that don’t permit easy, readily available and accessible feedback. And always read what the other side has to say. Though in the current environment it’s kinda hard to avoid the leftist mantra. One potential blind spot for the right in the future, should the MSM continue to lose their big megaphones, will likely be a failure to pay attention to what the leftists are on about. They will regroup. They always do.
PING!
Have one on me, barkeep.
Bless you, sirs. Should you be tasked with taking to the bins an enormous, quite sturdy cardboard box, almost two metres in length, may you remember to flatten and fold the box before heading outdoors on the Windiest Chuffing Day In Human History.