Our resident chucker was a bit ticked off the other day.
He was out back in the sun, enjoying a few apples…
Happily posing for pictures….
And an hour later?
Bam!
One cold woodchuck.
We had a squall move in from out of nowhere.
And I’m sure he was rethinking the decision to come out of hibernation.
No, he wasn’t happy.
With the snow…. or me.
While I’m not a huge television person, I do tend to leave the husband to his own devices at night ( and by this I mean John Wayne and MSNBC, not self gratification ) and curl up in bed with a remote of my own on occasion.
More often than not? I’ll be watching some dry as toast documentary that no one else finds the least bit appealing.
Case in point?
Yeah…. I loved it.
And if you’re wondering why the husband and I have to watch separate tv’s?
I once made him watch a 4 part series about Kublai and Genghis Khan called “Mongol Horde… Storm From The East”. He fell asleep 10 minutes into every episode and still never forgave me.
On my current DVR list?
Forbidden History is my jam.
Juicy secrets from the past….. what’s not to love?
I just discovered Unearthed.
And have been walking through the Valley of the Kings, marveling over ancient Thebes and reading hieroglyphs from the Temple of Karnak …. in my pajamas.
You can’t beat that with a stick.
I also record PBS’s Nature.
And now want a pet Pangolin.
I mean really…
How could I not?
I know tax time can be a stressful time of year, even now when the deadline has been rolled back.
And I know some people are still anxiously awaiting their stimulus checks.
But please, can we all just take a breath and have a little common decency?
The following is a recent FB post from the mother of a friend of mine. She’s a widow in her 70’s who works for H&R Block at tax time to supplement her fixed income.
The fact that she even has to say this saddens me.
So please, calm down.
We’re all in this together.
Even the tax accountants.
You can thank me later.
I was flipping through a magazine the other day and saw this little blurb of a review.
Needless to say, I was perplexed.
Buttne?
Exfoliating ass masks?
Excuse me while I crawl back under my rock where such things don’t exist.
Yes…. it’s a real thing.
And according to the description? Will get your behind ready for prime time.
Here’s a helpful product review.
So if you’re looking for a new beauty regime… or if your posterior just needs a little freshening up?
You know who to thank.
I ventured out to the grocery store again this morning and was feeling a bit gangsta.
Although in retrospect, a pink butterflied gangsta probably wasn’t all that frightening.
Still no toilet paper or flour on the shelves…. and may I just say?
This is getting old.
It’s been what, almost 2 months since the virus started spreading? Come on people…. the supply chain is still moving, food is still available. Stop the panic buying FFS!
Today?
The soup Nazi made an appearance.
Apparently, the run on soup has begun.
Unless you want creamy cauliflower or butternut squash.
There was plenty of that.
I ran across a catalog for continuing education the other day, and because I used to have a totally ridiculous blog series about this, I had to look.
The series started here back in August of ’18 with a class on Spoonbending.
Shows what you know Junior. There’s a whole class devoted to that spoon.
Yes. An actual college class, I’m not lying.
(Or drinking… go figure.)
So when I saw this current class being offered, it simply begged to be blogged about.
Spoon Carving Level 2
Up your spoon carving skills and build on what was learned
in your previous spoon-carving class. This time around you’ll
carve a deeper serving spoon, as well as practice additional
refining and finishing. Prerequisites: Previous woodworking
experience or Spoon Carving, Beginner. Material fee of $15
included in the price of the course.
Wednesday, beginning Oct. 16, from 6 to 9 p.m. for 3 weeks
Cost: $75
Clearly our college is still obsessed with spoons.
Well, that may be a different class entirely.
“Up your spoon carving skills?”
Who said I had any to begin with.
“Carve a deeper serving spoon?”
Hell, that’s totally worth $75.
And I’m sorry…
But you know there can only be one possible instructor for this class –
You just can’t make this stuff up.
If you know anything about DARPA, you’ll know that creating a James Bond mackerel is one of their least crazy ideas.
Recruiting fish and shrimp as espionage agents?
Why not. They’ve launched a brain computer interface and are engineering buildings that would grow and repair themselves.
After that, a Jason Bourne eel is child’s play.
I’m beginning to think Direct TV is screwing with me.
They know I’m stuck at home and subject to my husband’s absolute control over the remote during the quarantine.
The reason I know this?
All the quality programming they’re providing.
Last weekend?
It was Robbie the Robot in Forbidden Planet.
A classic the husband just had to watch.
Lucky me.
Have you hugged your robot today?
There’s a political party of beer lovers in Poland.
The PPPP… Polska Partia Przyjaciol Piwa. They won 16 parliament seats before breaking up into smaller factions. The Big Beer Party and the Little Beer Party.
You didn’t know that.
But I did, because….
I bet you didn’t know….
The unofficial mascot of Delta State University if the Fighting Okra.
But it’s true.
I once went 4 rounds with some fried okra… but I’m sure no one wants to hear about that.
I bet you didn’t know…
Snow angels originated from medieval Jewish mystics who practiced rolling in the snow to rid themselves of evil urges.
Maybe I need to try that the next time I want pie and ice cream.
I bet you didn’t know…
Horseshoe crabs are bled for medical science.
Horseshoe crabs use hemocyanin to carry oxygen through their blood. Because of the copper present in hemocyanin, their blood is blue. … Amebocytes from the blood of L. polyphemus are used to make Limulus amebocyte lysate (LAL), which is used for the detection of bacterial endotoxins in medical applications.
Run crab….
Run!
I bet you didn’t know…
In Athens, Greece a driver’s license can be taken away if the driver is deemed “unbathed” or “poorly dressed”.
Good thing this trend never caught on.
I bet you didn’t know…
F.Scott Fitzgerald’s novel This Side of Paradise was the first time the word ‘daiquiri’ ever appeared.
Rum… Paradise…
Makes sense to me.
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