CROATOAN
Fuck these guys.
D'width, this name. Will keep this account open and monitored as long as it's tenable.
D'width, this name. Will keep this account open and monitored as long as it's tenable.
XXX
...and I continue to be the most fortunate of men.
thirty-three and a third years ago...
...Bram Tchaikovsky turned up on those late-night stations, leaving me with a fondness for bands with no discernible lead guitar. I woke up this morning with "Girl of My Dreams" stuck in my head:
So obviously intended to be about a centerfold, so easily construed to be about a blow-up doll.
So obviously intended to be about a centerfold, so easily construed to be about a blow-up doll.
koan du jour (ii)
What if someone called in to work joyous?
koan du jour
Why would someone go to the trouble to make up hell?
n00b!!!1!!
The National Zoo's spectacled bear recently dropped a pair of cubs, and the Zoo has thoughtfully provided a
video feed of Teh Cute. This has unsurprisingly sucked a substantial amount of time around here.
During last night's episode, some of the action led us to wonder about the precise arrangement of the bear's
nursing tackle, so I unthinkingly entered the search term "bear nipples."
Yow.
video feed of Teh Cute. This has unsurprisingly sucked a substantial amount of time around here.
During last night's episode, some of the action led us to wonder about the precise arrangement of the bear's
nursing tackle, so I unthinkingly entered the search term "bear nipples."
Yow.
too good for facebook
cahiers du cinema
hope
via Slashdot an ex-TSA screener's blog:
I recall one time I did a bag check on a man from Detroit, once the auto-making capital of the world. Having been informed by the x-ray operator that there was a bottle of water in the bag, I pulled it out and quickly sensed that something was slightly off. Then, I realized what it was: there was an enormous dildo rubber-banded to it. I then had an epiphany, spreading over me like a sunrise, beautiful and exhilarating: he wanted me to have to deal with the dildo. He did it on purpose. In rubber-banding that dildo to the water bottle he knew we would target, he seemed to say:
Plenty more where that came from.
I recall one time I did a bag check on a man from Detroit, once the auto-making capital of the world. Having been informed by the x-ray operator that there was a bottle of water in the bag, I pulled it out and quickly sensed that something was slightly off. Then, I realized what it was: there was an enormous dildo rubber-banded to it. I then had an epiphany, spreading over me like a sunrise, beautiful and exhilarating: he wanted me to have to deal with the dildo. He did it on purpose. In rubber-banding that dildo to the water bottle he knew we would target, he seemed to say:
“Yes, I have a dildo, federal officer. Even after the horrors of
9/11, I am still alive; full of vitality, love, sex and, later tonight,
that large dildo rubber-banded to the water you are about to confiscate
from me. That bottle of water, bought with hard-earned American dollars
to relinquish my bodily fluids, so as to make me strong and keep the
wheels of commerce of this great nation turning. In taking my water, I
want you, federal officer, to know that the terrorists have won, and
that you are complicit. I want you to see my dildo. To hold it in your
hand; to know that I, as well as my fellow passengers and countrymen,
are strong and resilient.
Plenty more where that came from.
"countereducation"
A neat blog I stumbled on (oops) mulls a concept I - and probably most public-educated folks - have frequently mulled:
[...]
Take, for example, Shakespeare. How many millions of people are turned away from recognizing his genius by having him stuffed down their throats at school at an age when they are not yet receptive to his language and psychological insights? Wouldn’t he be even more widely and highly regarded if people were to discover him for themselves, rather than be prejudiced against him by school?
Similarly, millions are turned off of maths and science by terrible teachers.
[...]
[...]
Take, for example, Shakespeare. How many millions of people are turned away from recognizing his genius by having him stuffed down their throats at school at an age when they are not yet receptive to his language and psychological insights? Wouldn’t he be even more widely and highly regarded if people were to discover him for themselves, rather than be prejudiced against him by school?
Similarly, millions are turned off of maths and science by terrible teachers.
[...]
