Time for an open thread, I think. Feel free to share links and bicker.

Scenes from Guild of Evil headquarters, moments ago:

“Hello?”

“Hello, I’m Simon and I’m canvassing for the Labour Party…”

[ Muffled laughter. ]

“Er, no thanks.”

Also, open thread.

Here’s an open thread, in which to share links and bicker.

Or, How to Pass the Time on Public Transport.

Also, open thread. 

Oh, I think you’ll find it is. 

Also, open thread. Because I’m generous that way.

Some Twitter dynamics. 

The words “overly judge” seem to be doing quite a bit of heavy lifting.

Added via the comments, another young lady sending signals. None of which we must register.

Also, open thread.

Another great moment in Clown Quarter contortion:

“How to assess writing without judging its quality.” 

We’ve been here before, of course. 

Also, open thread. Feel free to share links and bicker.

When you combine an impromptu windy boat ride with fake eyelashes.

Also, open thread.

“Your future’s gone. How old are you?”

Members of Extinction Rebellion block a bridge in Halifax, Nova Scotia. A lively discussion ensues.

Also, open thread.

I have a cold and am feeling less than my usual scintillating self. I am therefore declaring an open thread. You know the drill. Share links and bicker. And send biscuits.

The reheated series and greatest hits are there to be poked at.