MTF: Not sure how I feel about the pictures of Japanese marines coming ashore [in Hawaii].
I'm sure how I feel, just on general principle. Only seven decades later? 'Way too soon.
I would think the harbor would be frothing from those spinning in their watery graves.
I have an external (bluetooth) keyboard on the cell which seems to be stuttering minimally today.
Yesterday I found out that ctrl-Z switches languages. It doesn't announce it on the screen or anything, just suddenly ordinary English words were being questioned. I think I added one to my French dictionary. Figures that what has for almost all computer history been "undo" (at least for MS-DOS based products) now silently introduces error.
There's no such thing as manuals anymore. Do I have to try every key combination to find out if there's one for "refresh." I need a real desktop at home.
At least ctrl-V, ctrl-X and ctrl-C work traditionally. Yay, WordStar standards!
"I was born in 1990. I've never heard this speech from Reagan before and therefore, have never heard a truly powerful voice speak for America until now. As silly as it may sound, I find myself sobbing for no one reason after listening to Reagan speak. ..."
Posted by: Alora at July 21, 2014 05:10 AM (eWUZu)
ONT #524
http://minx.cc:1080/?blog=86&post=350603
(Int. links don't work, but here for posterity.)
Read the whole thing.
Really ought to have its own post.
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Morning, Glories. Thanks for creating the room, Andy.
Aw, I like Wisconsin, really. Well, some of it. I've got in-laws in Madison so we'll probably have to visit again. Beautiful country.
The college experience was truly souring, though. Forty years later, still recovering! That may not really be "Wisconsin," but the association is unavoidable. ;)
Muldoon: Okay, I went a little long on that one.
No, no, that was good.
This thread appears to be two threads buried now.
They say that all good things must end some day
Autumn leaves must fall
But doncha know that it hurts me so
to say good-bye to you-oo
Wish we didn't have to go.
You all know mindfulwebworks.com/radical-incline as a famous and wildly popular source of hard-hitting political parody... oh, no, wait, wait, I was thinking of IOwnTheWorld. But a few of you may know there have been a few mindful political audit-bait webworks.
From those battles, a soul needs respite. Hence, for a Sunday, something different. Something... unutterably stupid. (Slightly over 1-min vid.)
Impromptu Percussion
When ringing the dinner bell gets out of hand
http://mindfulwebworks.com/tales/impromptu-percussion
Grampa Jimbo: "My Fellow Americans"
Ah, yeah, I guess that was it. So forgettable the name hardly even rings a bell. Thanks, Jimbo.
Spellchecker tried to make you jumbo.
Whatever happened to the jumbo jogging shrimp?
"She was definitely a teenage crush of mine."
Me too -Village Idiot's Apprentice
Yeah, just you too. No other boys of a certain age had a crush on Diana Avengers Rigg. Nope, none. Nope.
Nobody mentioned the James Garner - Henry Fonda movie where they were both ex-Presidents? I remember we rented it, and I really wanted to like it, but I don't think I did. All I remember from it is Fonda saying, "What does 'chaps my ass' mean, anyway?" That may have been the highlight.
Soona: Quiche. Fwench food for toothless queens.
So you wanted yours with the extra broken glass? Done.
In between other entrepreneurial catastrophes, we ran a healthy-foodish restaurant back in the Summer of '80, in the back of a health food store. Salads and sandwiches and dainty soups for the suburban shopper ladies. Had a cowboy come in with his wife one day, looked at the menu, and said, "Alfalfa (sprouts)? Alfalfa's what we feed the cattle!" I just said, "Yup."
He's right, you know. Never did like them. Now, sunflower seed sprouts, that's a different matter.
My spellchecker changed quiche to quinoa. When we used to serve food here, we had Quiche and Quinoa specials. Sign said, "say Keesh and Keen-wah!"
Viridian: Why wouldn't [real men] eat [quinoa]?
Because they never had my wife's? Often strays with a tortilla crumb crust...
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Morning, Glories!
Got up at 7 this morning; practically like sleeping 'til Noon for me. Pets had to be dealt with immediately!!11! They make no allowances for cool Summer morning laziness!
We have an outdoor sprayer set up for washing dog, cars, stuff. And me, some mornings; lovely view. So here we are, 20th of July, in Oklahoma, and with the sun already up, it's still to cool to shower outside today.
What is more amazing than how the kind of folks who believe in Anthro Global Climate F'age are shown to be so completely in error is that they never seem to learn.
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Maverick, sitting on the hotel porch, whittling, saying, "I'm working on it..." Don't recall the name of the episode, but it was a classic. When TV had writers!
HOWDY, Y'ALL!!
Loaded post, CDR M! (Say, how DOES one pronounce "Seedy are-um?")
Brandolini's Law: "The amount of energy necessary to refute bullshit is an order of magnitude bigger than to produce it."
Seriously. At LEAST an order.
I learned this the hard way back in the earlier days of online back'n'forth, along with this corrolary: Every carefully-reasoned response will produce another bucket of fisked bullshit which will in turn require yet another etc. to refute it. Ad nauseum.
What you thought was intelligent debate becomes a combination of Whack-a-Mole and Missile Command.
And it will suck up your life if you let it.
http://xkcd.com/386/ (Somebody is wrong)
Went to college in Wisconsin. Learned to drink beer there. The town straddled the Illinois border. Yes, that town. Wisc. had drinking age 18 and Ill. had drinking age 21. Ill. also had the better greasy-pizza joint, so there was lots of under-age drinking there. My frat brothers insisted I could not keep drinking Dr Pepper.
Does give one a certain perspective when you can stand with one foot in one jurisdiction and one foot in another and whether you're legal or not may depend on which hand the beer is in…
Met the Mrs at college in Wisconsin, though, so it wasn't a total loss.
You couldn't get us back in Wisconsin for all the money in the lottery.
Well, maybe a brief vacay in Door County.
Oh, thank you Cuz BD for Honest Political Ads – Gil Fulbright for Senate – I know you’ll enjoy this one.
Oklahomans can't buy alcohol on Sunday. We can't buy alcohol after 9PM. We can't buy alcohol except at alcohol-only stores (which don't allow "party goods," like, say, a corkscrew). We can't buy cold beer. At grocers, there is weak beer available cold, for the desperate and the unsuspecting out-of-staters. For all of this, you must go to the stores, show your ID, and you sure as heaven better be sober when you get there.
I can see a great market for deliveries of cold regular beer (to say the least). After all, we don't want those alcohol-consumers out driving around thirsty, right? Home delivery of booze, for the ecology and for the childrens!
No, no, we can't have that. For legal alcohol. But pot — still technically a felony violation if you don't pay that prohibitive Fed sales tax, like, $10,000 an ounce or something, and still a Schedule 1 drug like heroin (as far as I know) — home delivery, dude!
Because, medical. Dude.
The moment Fr Gregory tied the rope to the car, I started laughing. Saw the CATapult coming. Then, the woman shopping for cat food sort-of telegraphed what was coming, too. But I still grinned all the way through and laughed loud enough to startle the cat.
Well told, and of course that's a great kitteh pic!
Okay, sorting things out to advocate diabolically further.
Organic: separate issue. Better living through chemistry.(TM)
Up- and cross-breeding: Slow, naturally introduced, using known elements. Limited range, eg you can't cross corn and apples naturally.
Grafting: Still using known, natural elements. (Our volunteer peach probably reflects the root stock not the peach it came from, if I understand that correctly, but they're still pretty good.)
Radiation-induced mutations: Still working with known elements.
Gene splicing: Within a species, two corn types, nothing scary introduced. Cross-species, well, we don't really know, molecularly, what happens when we add some fish DNA to our raspberries. And if we just make up lab RNA and tip that in...
Dropping the advocacy:
About digestive &c. difficulties: Transportation and mass Ag production have made it possible for (generally speaking) anyone to eat anything from anywhere. (Order your steaks from Oklahoma.) The whole "world society" thing means folks who subsisted on one kind of diet may marry a spouse from a whole 'nuther diet line and problems ensue when the diets blend. Those whose ancestors had basically no dairy can't handle pizza, whatever. All these such elements probably introduce more problems than GM foods ever will, statistically. And of course Darwin has a way of working such things out pretty quickly, and if D doesn't, we'll GM our own genes to get rid of the problems.
Sux to be a statistic, of course. Better not feed millions, just in case. Wait, I slipped back into advocacy mode. Think I'm done.
Whatever it takes to make seedless raspberries, I don't care.
Over there. In the forward-view mirror! A new fresh thread upon which the horde can move like a swarm of extranational locusts, graffitiiing, trashing, moving on.
IOW, nood.
