Friday Ephemera (818)
I think it looks pretty good, actually. || Love machine, ladies. || Bling thing. || Contraband detected. || On transgender Reddit, euphoria abounds. || Balls and blocking. || On atomic weapons and bomb-like objects. || For lovers of glamour, those Hollywood vibes. || From 1981: Does Woking Want a Sex Shop? || On tiny tessellations and apian secretions. || Rooftop scenes. || Rooftop scenes 2. || Gentleman caller. || Congestion of note. || Gym juddering, Chile. || China, 1917. || Attention, fat chaps. || Incoming. || On the mend, I see. || Make your own Star Trek title cards. (h/t, Neatorama) || Today’s word is metaphor. || Meet the Rag and Bone Men, 1966. || Regarding fur. || Today’s other word is farming. || You can run your fingers through it. || And finally, fire from the Earth, fire from the sky.
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The good news is, there really is no way to be a failed cockroach farmer.
Lepton is not shortening? I can’t believe it’s not butter.
Hey, what did the lion do to the physicist?
It lepton him!
We’re all bosons on this bus.
(Wrenching the subject back to English games)I think we should play ‘Mornington Crescent’ on this blog.
Mornington Crescent! All particles with half-integer spin must get off here.