Friday Ephemera (790)
And lo, his chakra was awakened. || He’s their king now. || With utmost care. || Drinking coffee from a cup made of coffee. || How to repel customers. || Hey, ladies. || Hot and lumpy. || A project for the weekend – requires patience and a jumping spider. || She calculates your privilege in the fat hierarchy. || Pizza bubbles. || Biblical angels. || Giger’s Alien. || He loves it, you know. || Scholarship, you say. || Claim, counterclaim, indignation. || Godliness detected. || Hey, kids, meet the switched-on bishop and her crew. || “A beautiful woman by day, a lusting queen wasp by night.” || Nommy-nommy-nom. || Neighbourliness. || I did not know that. || Unseen sitter, 2:30 am. || Fitness regime. || He’ll fit right in and flourish, I’m sure. || And finally, as a dentist, she doesn’t have to obey the law.
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What was the motive? Pure recreation? Or does he hate Asians?
She looks like Yoni Mitchell.
badum tssss
The world would be a better place if the bottom 3% were summarily executed.
Wasn’t this satirized in Terry Southern’s novel Candy?
At the very top of the hierarchy is Gargantua-fat.
Trigger warning.
They’re made of potatoes?!?
@dicentra: follow the links for photos by Thomas Sowell
Guess that mite doesn’t cut it anymore.
Catchy soundtrack.
‘You brought the sword, right?’
‘No. I thought you had it.’
No, no, they are just focusing on a more selective audience.
I saw it as The Wasp Woman, which was disorienting given all the footage of honey bees. The film is about a women who heads up a cosmetics company, and in her anxiety about aging, she gets an old scientist to whip up a concoction made of royal jelly, but of course it turns her into a monster.
This film was riffed by Cinematic Titanic, a short-lived spin-off of MST3K, featuring much of the original cast.
I’ve got some wild trivia about the star, Susan Cabot:
Interesting. B&W landscapes in Yosemite, like Ansel Adams.
I didn’t know he was into shutterbugging,
“Claim, counterclaim, indignation.“
I can’t help but agree – he really does ned to be ‘taken care of’… IYKWIMAITYD
Took me a second…
And suddenly, desire for breakfast dissipates….
Moron or deliberate?
Morning, all.
Well, if I saw a sign in a shop window explaining that a member of staff had Down Syndrome or special needs or something, that might be endearing. I might feel mildly warm towards that. But expectations of dishonesty, pronoun policing, and instructions to avoid “gendered language” just don’t elicit the same kind of reaction.
At all.
I suppose it’s the difference between innocence and guile.
It can be hard to comprehend morony – it goes so far down – but it does rather look like enemy action.
Lest anyone doubt it’s real, more here.
I get a blank page.
Link updated. Try now.
What the f*ck are we doing? Seriously it’s madness.
Ssh. Listen. I can hear the Irish economy surging as I type. Utopia will surely bear down upon us. But no, it doesn’t strike me as a course of action that a sane society would take. It looks more like civilisational self-harm.
In a saner society, one not seemingly bent on its own destruction, citizens would perceive – and feel at liberty to publicly acknowledge – that some human beings are incompatible with our civilisation.
Indeed, as seen recently, and repeatedly here, and here, some human beings are unworthy of our civilisation.
She lives for the moment.
Both. It’s deliberate and he’s a moron for not thinking there could be a door cam.
As with the recent porch pirate video, you have to marvel at the thought process, such as it is. The seemingly total lack of foresight, as if the very near future simply didn’t exist. As if the customer whose expensive TV had been gratuitously destroyed wouldn’t (a) find out, (b) take exception, and (c) contact the man’s employer.
Resulting in (d) unemployment.
It isn’t easy to relate to a mind like that.
So if you’re really fat but can still fit in the seatbelt extender, you’re privileged…? You can’t win with these people.
Pizza bubbles
I got a burn blister on the roof of my mouth just watching that.
I think the rules are that the less you indulge in self-destructive behaviour, and the less of an inconvenience you are to those around you, the more privilege you have, and therefore wickedness. Anything resembling a vestige of self-control or self-respect, however minimal or inadequate, is, it seems, a basis for judgement and scolding.
It’s the moral calculus of a madman, or a self-serving degenerate, so, no, not much point in engaging. A wide berth, as they say.
Somewhere on my bookcase, there’s a collection of essays titled The Thermodynamics of Pizza, which addresses, among other things, why pizza cheese has its remarkable heat-retaining properties.
And lo, his chakra was awakened.
[Singing: chakra the monkey tonight . . .}
Vul-Kar is angry
[ Fans Stephanie with bar towel. ]
It’s not called the hippo-cratic oath for nothing
Meanwhile, in the Guardian:
Now sit there quietly, citizen. In fact, sit on your hands.
He’s a sad baby now.
Well, if you’ve ever poked through transgender Reddit – an experience I would struggle to recommend – the endless mutual affirmation, and the departure from reality, is quite surreal. Anything that deviates, however slightly, from gushing validation – of even the most niche kink – does tend to stand out. Which I suppose is what makes that item quite funny.
One atom of realism and the whole thing falls apart. Pop.
Passionately into it, since his youth. And he was a photographer while in the Marine Corps. I believe he said in an interview* that he would have been happy to have had a career as a photographer.
* Interviewed by Peter Robinson for Uncommon Knowledge?
[ Weighs merits of homity pie for dinner. ]
And finally, as a dentist, she doesn’t have to obey the law.
I await her jail memoir, “How Not To Become A Real Colonel And Trash Your Career In One easy Lesson”
The power of wypipo is insidious and all pervasive. An African girl getting her hair cut by another African at an African girl’s school in Africa is colonial plantation punishment!
Now give me the launch codes, human.
She’s going to get a less-than-optimal DD-214 which will (rightly) hamper her employment opportunities–and she’ll blame that on white people, too.
The patriotic choice. Quiche would be treason.
To wit:
and:
Like teredo worms they’re molluscs.
I’d bet on the former, with a soupçon of laziness and incuriosity.
If you get down to, wotcher, the nub, the brass tacks, the heart of the bleeding matter, she is TikTok.
One of the things revealed by police bodycams is how some people seem determined to make a situation as bad as it possibly can be, in ways that are often boggling, and for reasons that aren’t easy to explain.
And good autumnal comfort food.