Friday Ephemera (776)
Food preparation of note. || Possible downside detected. || Shall we dance? || Aerodynamic simulations. || “Diversity would be great… I just don’t think I could live anywhere where there’s, like, one group of people.” || Hyenas deterred. || Today’s word is organised. || I believe the term is hoe. || Bespectacled woman brings language lecture. || Marble. || Bathtime cunning. || Incoming. || Nommy-nommy-nom. || Trolling Antifa. || But she doesn’t look the type. || Pigtails and braless. || But he’s under the umbrella of womanhood. || He waited all week. || On the eye-widening folly of Net Zero. Previously. (h/t, Samizdata) || “Post-conflict fellatio,” butt decoration, and other chimp behaviour. || And finally, one for all those gentlemen out there in search of a “relaxed, fuller appearance.”
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Honestly expected nommy nomnom to be a snake eating a kid
I don’t know who specifically needs to know this but someone might find it useful today…Loric refers to a type of cosmid vector derived from the lambda phage replicon. Was still the wrong answer tho. But close. iykyk.
Wrong answers only.
Eh, close enough.
Got into a…something with the wife last night as to how many gallons 10 pints made. Turns out I was wrong.
Ah, quality time.
That, to me, is the best part. A (presumably) asshole CEO caught on a date with a not-his-wife is meh. That he’s with his HR person is…chef’s-kiss…
The Other Half and I once passed much of an evening trying to recall the film in which Richard Burton’s hair has its own wind.
[ Pictures several readers now asking Grok in which film Richard Burton’s hair has its own wind. ]
Yes. Looking to buy a dehumidifier at Home Depot. They rate them on how many pints of water taken out of the air per…whatever.. but the bucket/containers are (usually) rated in gallons. The one we were looking at said 10.57 pint container. She is having trouble with basic math lately and…lately…I’m not doing much better. We went over it…several times…2 pints in a quart, 4 quarts in a gallon, 10.57 pints is NOT 2 gallons. So she is learning to use google, etc. for such things. She googles it and that screen shot comes back. Now I had only had one beer but brain fog is becoming a thing so I stared at that and stared at that thinking WTAF…how could it possibly get something that simple that wrong? Really getting frustrated with technology.
Wasn’t it pretty much all of them?
Heh. I wanted to say The Sandpiper but… now I’m curious…
What could possibly go wrong?
What could possibly go wrong?
Free candy and no homework forever! Also Mommy and Daddy have to go to jail if they make me eat my peas.
Sorry about that, sunspots.
It was the late-Sixties sex farce Candy. Mr Burton’s animated hair – the highlight of the film – can be seen – nay, beheld – here.
how could it possibly get something that simple that wrong?
The confusion comes from the mixture of measures. The tool is converting imperial pints to US gallons. And the starting number of 10.57 pints rounds off to either 5 or 6 liters depending on where the pints come from.
Ah. But of course. As you would generally do. When assisted by an intelligence that is artificial. Or whatever. What is interesting…and I had forgotten this imperial meaning myself…is that often people use the word “imperial” when generally meaning traditional British, non-metric. At least people in the US, in casual conversation. I suppose because saying the word ‘imperial’ sounds “smart”. I initially suspected the was a function of dry measurement, bushels or whatever but…in context that just seemed…stupid. Mixing dry pints with wet gallons comes out to 1.53 wet gallons, which is kinda close but still off. Of course google didn’t know the context wife was posting…but still…
[ Checks hair, looks at prices of wind machines on Amazon. ]
If you give a man a fish . . .
Does yours do this?
I thought not.
This one’s for Stephanie. Have you photographed his miniature donkeys?
He likes to self-identify.
OMG, that looks (wonderfully?) awful. Burton, for all his arrogance, made some awful choices. Michael Caine made some truly terrible films as well but once I heard him state in an interview that he has to be constantly working, I understood and respected that. Not into following celebrities terribly closely, and back in the day any mention of Liz or Dick made me find something else to do, while Imay have heard otherwise, I suspect the man was something of an idiot. Unless the otherwise had to do with the Kama Sutra guy.
He likes to self-identify.
“My Mexican culture”. Yeah, it is “Lateena” or “Lateeno” so Latinx would not be Latin X, but Lateenez. Oddly enough, that thing pronounces xe “correctly” so I am guessing he doesn’t speak a word of Spanish other than maybe menu items.
Speaking of wonderfully awful movies with respected actors how’s about Sean Connery in a loincloth. Behold Zardoz.
I prefer Lateenex. One of the true rhymes for Kleenex. There ain’t no rhyme for oranges.
Someone could post the same link twice?
Someone could post the same link twice?
Never let anyone say you aren’t quick on the pick up.
I tripped over it with a letter-elimination guess.
Not just his. HR sidepiece is also married.
Dime-store Narcissus.
Japan and China and diversity: Japan does not ever accept Koreans, who are brought in as maids and such, even if born there. You are forever Korean and not welcome. Whites are forever foreigners. China keeps track of westerners who move there and after letting them set up a business or letting them work 10 yrs, send them home (I have several friends who had this happen). African countries (Rhodesia, SA) have expelled hundreds of thousands of Indians and whites and now their countries don’t function. Arab nations are busy expelling (one way or another) all Jews and Christians. Sure, just assume you will be welcome anywhere.
A parent’s nightmare.
The Kama Sutra guy, Richard Francis Burton, was a busy man. He translated the Kama Sutra, The Perfumed Garden, and One Thousand and One Nights, undertook the Hajj (in disguise), and searched for the sources of the Nile.
I don’t think it got much attention, and it took some liberties, but Mountains of the Moon wasn’t a waste of time.
There’s wrong and then there’s upsetting the balance of the Universe and banishment to the depths (David’s cellar, behind the neeps).
Friday night and I have a large Chardonnay, cheese and crackers, and “The Golden Girls” on. Does it get any better?
Meanwhile . . .
This one’s for Stephanie. Have you photographed his miniature donkeys?
No, but I did his daughter’s senior pictures. Tim, Kelly (his wife), and Isabel (his daughter) are lovely people.
Nice work!
I’m sure there will be some government body established to make sure the youngsters know how to vote “properly.”
I knew it! I knew it!
A subculture in need of eradication.
Throw the book at him!
Strangely disturbing.
All this talk of pronouns, let’s not forget the importance of the lowly preposition.
I’m not here 24/7. Some of us work, you know.
More seriously, I spent a good hour talking to helpdesk-types today because my HSA changed my contact email to an address that’s been inactive for two years, and the dashboard won’t even let me change the contact email back to what it was.
I’m not here 24/7.
Good point, it would have taken hours to scroll one post down.
Speaking of ascended beings: https://x.com/TTExulansic/status/1946368957583401212
That WKRP episode where they test the DJs’ reflexes as they have one drink every 15 minutes, and Johnny Fever’s reflexes improve.