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Evening, folks. Theological inquiry time again.

There are three answers to prayer: "yes," "no," and "not yet." (The last is equivalent to the Magic 8-Ball's "answer hazy - try again later.")

Yes is clear.

But how do you tell no from not yet?

I truly enjoy the overnight thread
Cool info, and wit that's so quick
But I must give up and just go on to bed
So I can get up and read Vic

Good night, Gracies!

Meteor showers predicted for tonight...

So, naturally, we finally get overcast and thunderstorm.

BTW

A nice personal reflection on the late Jack Davis by Jimmy Johnson (Arlo and Janis)
http://arloandjanis.com/where-my-day-begins

Sharkman: Blowing shit up with bombs made of pipes filled with match heads and never losing an eye or finger.

Well, we never lost an eye or a finger, but there was always the story about that friend's cousin who did.

Cactus of Liberty: My phone is at 1% battery so please somebody fact check that for me.

Be sure to read the charging your cell article from the front page sidebar.

Police 3D-Printed A Murder Victim's Finger To Unlock His Phone

In the olde days, they'd've just taken his finger...! Ah, what we've lost due to technology!

th - under 100

Soooo, we meet again. And in such circumstances!

Morning, Glories!

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Glad to see someone (h/t BeckoningChasm) noted Jack Davis's death, even if our headline-writers missed it. Inimitable talent, and a huge part of my yout'.

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From the last thread, also... we still have just over 100 days to work "mollycoddled milksops and minikins" into Sefton's countdown.

qdpsteve: mindful webworker: KILL IT WITH FIRE!!!

You're right. I wasn't thinking clearly. I wonder, if I'd popped it in the microwave for a few hours...?

Just popped in to share this...

Got home. Washed some dishes. When done, I looked at the wall next to the sink, and there's a garden spider - BIG spider - legs spread out, a couple inches across.

Now, I'm a kindly old hipster living in a not-that-tight home. We keep "bug cups" around the house for ladybugs, even wasps which we seem to get a lot of. And occasional tree frogs.

I am not a "wouldn't hurt a fly" guy - flies, ticks, skeeters, black widows and brown recluses DIE! But friendly bugs get caught in the clear plastic drink cup with a square of cardboard cover, and released outside.

So, I grab a bug cup and the cardboard and capture the big spider. I set my trophy down on a table for a moment, and I see these little dots crawling, radiating out from the spider, and even leaking out of the cup. SQUISH SQUISH SQUISH the escapee dots, rush outside, and HURL the bug cup, cardboard, and Mama spider 'way out into the yard. EEWWGGGHHHH.

There's not enough alcohol in the cupboard tonight.

Sweet dreams of butterflies and dragonflies, y'all.

th

If only I could get here from here, I would.

*siiigh*

If I had anything worthwhile to contribute, it would go here.

*siiigh*

Slapweasel: Eight Kitties and a sniper just over that crest.

...no Waldo

Alas, poor Waldo did not have the divine privilege Daniel enjoyed. (Scraps of Waldo's hat can be seen in the background.)

Howdy hello howareyez, troops.
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Just thought I'd mention this since no one else seems to have caught it:

Vic's report on the ONT: ...Two attackers took hostages in a French church. CNN is reporting that the priest's throat was slit. French police have killed both hostages....

I had to check the report to make sure French police had killed both attackers.
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Now, back to art appreciation discussions.

Greatly appreciate the updates on Tyler and Chrissie, Pete.

After days and days of 100°+ weather, looks like we get a few days' reprieve, highs in the 90s and possibly some precipitation. Then, August, and back to the blast furnace, with extra humidity. Well, I'll take whatever break we can get.

Time to retire, to sleep, perchance to have those weird nightmares I've been having lately... oh, no, wait, that was reading the news while I was awake.

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"I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door..."

Yeah, about that, I heard the knocking, and I was really excited about it, and I really tried to open, but .. The doorknob wasn't working. The lock was locked and I had no key. The hinges were rusted solid.

It wasn't my faauuuuulllt!

Half a shot of cognac.
Nothing else to drink.
Must be time to give it up.
Life is on the blink.

cough cough cough cough
hack hack hack
belch hic belch hic
pphhhhrrrrrttt