"Sunday was the coldest March day here in KC since they started keeping records in the 1880's...."
In Japan, they have records thousands of years old. In Europe, many hundreds of years of recorded history. Humanity itself practically just got here, in geologic terms.
So, whenever I hear about weather records broken in America, and much moreso in Okla., which was only Euro-settled in the 1890s, I hear the chuckling of ancient AmerIndian souls, and they whisper, "you have no idea...."
"...a 1957 shot of Marilyn Monroe which is probably – apart from her autopsy photos – the saddest picture I've ever seen of MM...."
"OK, this should be the proper Monroe link:
http://tinyurl.com/nh5ceqr"
—Mary Poppins'
Wow. It's like she's already gone. All that... energy (something) she exuded in every pose and word... not there at all. Or did Poppins's intro prejudice me?
"MPPPP, I'm using my iPad. I have to go to computer to get to links, same with yours Vic." —Carol
I've clicked twice, failed twice this AM
One was a Vic link to some site with a big sign-in overlay and no x to close it that I could find. Some sites are just cell-hostile.
The other was Poppins's sad Marilyn, which took me to Avedon's site, but not MM.
Alas, my desktop is 5mi away, and when I get to it, usually the ten thousand distractions duties dictate that I almost never get back to check the failed links of the ONT & AM threads. 
By my bedside, along with cell, glasses, and flashlight, I keep an ice pick, for just such mornings as this. Chopped my way out from under the covers, finally.
Vic #3 apologizes for being late ?? heh.
Thanks, Gabe, for whatever's in the post. 
Thanks, Vic, Jj, Fenelon.
I've only read up to Poppins's tale today. Gonna grab a cuppa and read that.
Morning, Glories.
Entertaining as this all might be, there are tiny gravity enhancers activating on my eyelids.
My spaceship looks like a giant space-borne topical island, lush with vegetation, mostly edible. The shell is transparent. so we just zoom through space quaffing our coladas on the beach and watching the galaxies blur by. I'm heading there now.
Good night, Gracies.
Spaceship?
Does a TARDIS count? One with a working chameleon circuit could be any ship you want.
But that's probably cheating.
Checking in. How's the never-ending conversation going this evening? And... are these rice krispie treats on the buffet store-bought or home-made? They're... remarkably... chewy... mmmble mtrfl
"...that all they have to do is patiently inform Russia (or Iran, or China, or whoever) that it is in their own countries' best interest to act as 'civilized' members of the 'community of nations.'"
Then, bumbershoot hung over arm, waving a piece of paper, he announced that Hitler had agreed that all Germany needed was the Sudetenland. And this ashtray....
Drew thinks about Ukraine, in new post coming sooner than soon to a blog near you.
Happy day, y'all.
A horse is a horse, of course, of course...
—naturalfake
That was pretty good.
Not only is that guy a SuperPerv, but seventy-fucking-two years old? What's up with that?
— model_1066
NB, I read no deeper than the headline on this case, but I'll come in with my 2¢....
I always remember the case of the guy who, suddenly, developed a sex craving for kids. Lost job, family, went to prison... where they found and removed the tumor in the self-control brain region. Tumor removed, his moral self-control returned. Years later, he starts getting his life back together when the nasty urges revive, and, yup, tumor has returned.
Did he harbor secret impulses that were released? Seemed rather to be just a pattern of thought introduced by crossed wiring.
Seems t'me, there is willful sin, and there are haywire brains. Not having read the article for details, I might guess, 73yo teacher suddenly whacking in the hall? Probably not so much willful.
Will, compulsion, and justice... not so easy to judge, so courts, and brain doctors, try to determine actual competency. We are relatively freewill children at our best, slaves to the machines we inhabit at worst. Thinkers made of meat and static — what could go wrong?
Any of us here ever acted, not just aberrantly, but completely out of character when, say, heavily under the influence? Nawww...
At the end of the morning thread, Chilling the most suggested helmets would benefit from studying woodpecker skull construction.
http://minx.cc/?blog=86&post=347579#c21850789
I thought this was such a good idea, I'd repeat it here. Maybe somehow the idea could reach some place it might be seriously studied.
Time to feed the pesks.
I've really enjoyed the words this morning, folks. Could almost say I needed the spirit sustenance.
"So yesterday my external hard drive up and died hard...." —GGE
Did you try yelling at it? —model_1066
I actually had a dying internal drive that responded one last time to slapping the side of the box. I backed that sucker up real fast.
Not the first time I've found the 5# rubber mallet method useful in computer repair.
I once read, all plots are from Shakespeare. —me
He copied all of his, too. —Jim in Virginia
Yes, but he copied ALL of the plots. Shakespeare is a big ol' cosmic nexus of plot.
The phrase you're seeking is, "Bless their hearts." Head-tilt or eyeroll is optional. — BackwardsBoy
Thank you! That brain cell just hadn't received its morning dose of caffeine yet. I think the make-bad-jokes cells stole it all. (They're like the worms in Men in Black)
When you say "others" can I omit my M-listers????? —J.J. Sefton
I think they fall into that Southernism, how do they say it, bless 'em to death.
Love is tough — it doesn't work how Regressives think it should.
Sorry folks, no news today —Vic
No news is good news! Especially on Monday. —freaked
No news is good news. —fluffy
What I thought, too.
I know we all appreciate Vic's links, but apparently, for some reason, several of us feel the same about no news today.
"...inventor of the telephone was not banned Alexander...."
"named" not "banned" of course. thank you, whatyoumeanttosay function.
