Friday Ephemera (787)
Intimate moment detected. || Danger zone. || So how was your day? || Shower scenes. || We’ll never know if he escaped. || Almost ripe. || The mist would help no end. || An average of 29. || Crunchy ant cheese. You heard me. || Modernity, baby. || Our betters smile. || He “took some weed pills.” Also, he was “bored” and he “hates cops.” || Plot twist. Related. || Autumnal recording project. || “When a troubled teen’s crimes spiral into murder, a desperate plastic surgery scheme unleashes chaos.” || I’m not quite sure they’ve captured her. || Hard to tell who’s winning. || Nommy-nommy-nom. || Australia’s uranium rush, 1964. || Rubby the robot. || Rage. || Today’s word is pre-emptive. || The progressive trajectory. || Progressive policing. || Funereal cones. || And finally, for fans of the fiddlesome.
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A seriously underwhelming movie with all the brio of a trip to the post office.
Me, too. Good coffee. But the local Walmart usually has it in stock.
I remember when Eight O’Clock was the store brand of A&P supermarkets (which began as The Great Atlantic & Pacific Tea Company back in the mid 1800’s.) The supermarket’s own tea was pretty good, too.
Illinois has some demonically pernicious laws.
Wouldn’t it be a shame if unnamed citizens started quietly taking steps to correct such miscarriages of justice?
Darmok and Jalad at Tanagra
Every one of these dipshits fails to realize they are “the man” now–and the most authoritarian kind of “man” you could possibly be.