Friday Ephemera (763)
Incoming. || Ladies look away, I bring secret manly wisdom. || When justice is swift. || Those crunchy waves. || You want one and you know it. || An unlovely monkey. || All part and parcel of life on the range. || Retreat seems in order. || A fare to remember. || A mere $1.7 million. || Close enough, I think. || Scenes of sporting innovation. || Inauthentic goods. || Tongue action. || Question asked. || In heavy irony news, she demanded respect. || Australian Robin. || Orson Welles’ Macbeth, 1948. || The best they could find for the job. || Parking scenes. || Terms and conditions apply. || The progressive retail experience, part 622. || Anti-matter and other expensive substances. || Playmate declined. Note the weariness of Dad. || Adding face. || Those fat blues. || I fear for his upholstery.
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It’s critically endangered . . . so let’s kill it off.
Had to check the date. I don’t think the pound sterling has taken quite the hit the greenback has but who really thinks £50,000 is going to ‘ “safeguard” the craft for future generations.’?
Via WT&SI
Who could possibly have misgivings about the diversity being forced upon us?
That famous “Rivers of Blood” speech seems more pertinent with each passing day.
It’s amazing how many people named Muhammad sell drugs and commit murder.
Perspective.
[…] carrying out a series of thefts at stores in Hall, Barrow, Gwinnett, Habersham, White, and Lumpkin counties.
All within minutes.
So peaceful.
Livestream of Frank Lloyd Wright’s Fallingwater.
Bookmark. Also, today (4/11) in the US is National pet Day.
At 6′ 4″, I rate this as true. No, really. OK, maybe only irl.
Falling water: was there 20 yrs ago. It was cool but I just kept thinking how damp everything was. When I moved to my town outside Chicago, my wife and I were walking in an older residential area and I said “Look, a Frank Lloyd Wright house”. My wife scoffed: how could I know that. A few feet further there was a plaque on the gate post. A wright house indeed. There are elements of his style on Chicago bridges and in our local hospital entry area. Instantly recognizable at least to me.
Perspective: Got on an elevator at a hotel with 8 hispanic cleaning ladies all 5 ft tall. I got to feel how really tall people feel. Pretty great. Oh and that video was hilarious.
The best they could find: it is a special kind of detachment from reality that cops who show up to save someone from death are “not authorized” and you stop them.
But not answered.
Sigh.
100% power game.
My band name, band name, if I ever have one, is Suicide Robins. The American Robin has an uncanny knack for flying dangerously close to approaching vehicles. On more than one occasion, I’ve expected to open the hood and find a Robin Red-Breast slowing cooking, sous vide style, on the radiator.
Sorry, late to the show. Was indisposed yesterday.
Bill Maher reports on his dinner with Trump. He was pleasantly surprised by how measured and reasonable he was, and wonders why the hell we don’t see that person in public.
How to avoid being boring.
So women not having ostentatious moustaches is “white supremacy”?
Her politics is deep, man. Practically cosmic.
Though it strikes me as odd that “living on a floating rock” apparently invalidates the meaning of money, work, property, borders, and all human endeavour; but it somehow doesn’t invalidate her juvenile and self-depressing politics.
Something about having Chinese children no matter where you live?
That.
Swooping in front, across the car’s path? I’ve seen various kinds of birds doing that. I was told that it’s an effective way of catching insects.
The Religion of Sobriety and Moderation.
I’ll venture that every Frank Lloyd Wright house has serious disadvantages. Based on the ones I’ve toured or viewed online, they look nice but would not be good to live in–at least if one wants to live in a home rather than a museum exhibit.
I assume he’s only asking for £50,000 because that’s all he thinks he can get away with…for now.
Could we send him a denial letter from the Ministry of Silly Crafts? Or hire John Cleese to slap him with a
DOGEdogfish?At the Sweeney Todd museum
…and now for something completely different…
Midnight, 49 & 61, bring your axe.
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Hoist by their own petard.
S Weasel does not like Daylight Saving Time changes.
I expect that pets really hate it when feeding time suddenly shifts by an hour.
Wait–so I can oppress trans weirdos merely by peeing standing up? Cool.
[ Quietly fixes up-buggered ‘hoist’ link, resumes wiping of bar. ]
I know, let’s check in on the Green Party.
Okay then.
Imagine the effect of the sound of constantly flowing water on those with hypersensitive bladders.
Regarding the terminal wokeness of Doctor Who, and its seemingly imminent demise, the point about parents being obliged to have inapt conversations with children doesn’t strike me as entirely trivial.
It wasn’t me! It was the Link-o-Matic 9000! It was Russian hackers! It was the Trilateral Commission! It was the Rosicrucians!
You’d think this bar would be clean by now.
[ Looks at bar, dims lighting. ]
“I’ll venture that every Frank Lloyd Wright house has serious disadvantages.”
Wright appears to have designed his homes for people his height (5′ 7″, although one site reported he wore 2-inch lifts).
A man came up to Wright and said that he loved his designs, but the doorways were so low they knocked his hat off.
Wright’s response: “Take your hat off indoors.”
Ladies and gentlemen, I give you more Germans.
[ Carefully lays bar towel over ancient encrustedness. ]
Which says more about Maher’s perception than it does about Trump.
Feel sorry for the cat.
Beetles. Crickets. Fireflys. Honey Bees. Hornets. Super Bees. Wasps.
I like the idea of conserving the craft – and not just because I think civilisation is about to be on its uppers.
It’s the notion that setting up some foundation, certain to become a self-serving bureaucracy, will achieve that goal that irritates beyond measure.
I so love this.
Side note; using ‘up-buggered’ when requesting technical support engenders an amusing confusion.
I blame this on Muldoon.
And this.
Has it become passe to blame the French?
A bit of vituperative variety piques the interest.
I blame this on Muldoon.
I’ll see your St. James and raise you.
And this.
Non-traditional tradition instrument.
For everything, there is a time and a place.
Going from memory but also per Perplexity:
Yeah. It’s not just the hat.
Palette cleanser from the good ole days when Canadians could culturally appropriate Mexicans while justifiably mocking an American corporation and we could all laugh at that together.
https://youtu.be/5YGc4zOqozo