Friday Ephemera (784)
A project for the weekend, requires detergent sprinkles. || Oh, I dunno, a little picky, methinks. || Improbable levitation. || Why, what did you see? || So how was your day? || You don’t get to, says she. || She’s looking for the perfect liberal. Note obligatory pinching of fingers. || “Sneaking… Mum’s underwear,” says he. || Schoolgirling scenes. || Signage issues. || Signs of enrichment. || Hugging occurred. || Mr Hopper liked to wear his sister’s clothes, but that’s not the detail you’re going to remember. || For everything, a time and a place. || Guitar playing, simplified. || Moustachioed woman has thought. || Mistakes were made. || Birds of the night. || Highway intervention. || Just another fifty times, dear human. || And finally, via Elephants Gerald, big-hair Kirk and the milk-stealing Klingons.
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Heh. Presumably, they study the videos of their ideological peers and copy what they see, consciously or otherwise. As I’ve said before, the uniformity – both mental and behavioural – is quite striking, and a little eerie.
Says madam,
So, madam goes out of her way to create a problem – by conflating every political position except her own rather narrow one as being the same thing and therefore totally unacceptable – and then films herself complaining about the consequences of that conflation. And she bemoans her self-inflicted difficulties in finding a romantic partner while showcasing her obnoxiousness and making every effort to sound like an insufferable bitch.
The mental process does, I think, have some symbolic properties.
Teamwork.
I’m not sure what she’s talking about about but her eye “decorations” look retarded.
Incoming.
Moustachioed woman has thought.
So does this one, OK, not an actual thought, just what she was programmed to say.
Meanwhile, via Tovarich Krasnaya Ploshchad, это, as we will say in the Glorious Wold of Next Tuesday.
Not unrelated, for you comic book fans who were wondering why comic books suck harder than a nuclear powered Dyson.
Remember, in many states you have no duty to retreat.
Somehow, I don’t think Myrtle (they/them) makes good choices.
We’re still awaiting Muldoon’s thoughts on the Festive Turkey tinned pie.
I was once for a spell at a place where all the cooks were Brits and as there was a significant Brit presence the meals favo(u)red them. As such, I was exposed to man-made horrors beyond comprehension.
However, regarding the Festive Turkey Bento Chrstmas (there is some cross cultural pollination for you) mess, all I have to add is that I am surprised at the lack of beans.
Guitar playing, simplified.
Quite the opposite, take that thing off and one wouldn’t have a clue where to plop one’s fingers. Is E a key, a chord, or a single note? Yes, if you actually have a clue you can play some chords with one finger by leaving out the 5th or root, or some such, but it still requires more than fretting one string.
Joe Pass for some sane guitar.
No, that is a squirrel undergoing HALO training, I fear a squirrel apocalypse may be in the near future.
If she’s old enough to put a ring in her nose she’s not too young.
[ Fetches binoculars, monitors trees. ]
I believe that troon was flushed by DC Comics.
I suspect it wasn’t alone, just vocal enough to gain notoriety.
“Blackouts are coming.” On the lunacy of Net Zero.