Old Guy tomcat draped across my lap, purring (lap massage? *heh*). . . and griping about getting what he wants.
I know the feeling. *sigh*
A Proper Response to Improper Behavior (From 2016)
Calling all septic tank trucks (for use on rioters and looters?)!
Makes me smile. Those “protesters” were trespassing on private property and had refused to leave. This sort of thing is a Very Good response, where “proper warning shots” are not used.
Filed Under: “Things I Did Not Know. . . Until Now”
Just picked up a free ebook on “German cuisine.” I did not know that was a thing. . . *heh*
Ya Think. . .
. . . the “city” would let me raise a few goats if I claimed them as emotional support animals?
“Nanny made GREAT comfort food!”
New Tool In Investigators’ Toolbag
Might I suggest that anyone investigating election fraud simply look first at Dhimmicrappic bureaucraps honored by their party?
Democratic clerk charged with altering nearly 200 midterm elections ballots
Lede: “A Democratic city clerk in Michigan who had been honored by the state party for her work was charged this week with multiple felonies related to charges of altering absentee ballots.”
Dane-Geld
From a PJ Media article,
“Garcetti discussed his “defunding the police” plan of reducing the police funding by $150 million and moving another $100 million from other city budgetary priorities to hand over to the mobs for special placative programs.”
Because paying “protection money” to thugs works so very well, as Kipling noted:
Dane-Geld
A.D. 980-1016
It is always a temptation to an armed and agile nation
To call upon a neighbour and to say: —
“We invaded you last night–we are quite prepared to fight,
Unless you pay us cash to go away.”
And that is called asking for Dane-geld,
And the people who ask it explain
That you’ve only to pay ’em the Dane-geld
And then you’ll get rid of the Dane!
It is always a temptation for a rich and lazy nation,
To puff and look important and to say: —
“Though we know we should defeat you, we have not the time to meet you.
We will therefore pay you cash to go away.”
And that is called paying the Dane-geld;
But we’ve proved it again and again,
That if once you have paid him the Dane-geld
You never get rid of the Dane.
It is wrong to put temptation in the path of any nation,
For fear they should succumb and go astray;
So when you are requested to pay up or be molested,
You will find it better policy to say: —
“We never pay any-one Dane-geld,
No matter how trifling the cost;
For the end of that game is oppression and shame,
And the nation that pays it is lost!”
Marketing Fluff = BS
Saw some bedding (sheets and pillow cases) touted as “literally the stuff dreams are made of.” Queen size: $240/ Ah! But they are made from organic cotton!
*pfui* I’m throwing the BS flag on the whole concept. ALL cotton is made up of hydrocarbon chains and is therefore organic. A premium price for BS? Nah. I’ll pass.
Ugly Words
A thought for today on ugly words, from Henry Watson Fowler:
Whether we are to say forecast or forecasted in the past tense & participle depends on whether we regard the verb or the noun as the original from which the other is formed; … The verb is in fact recorded 150 years earlier than the noun, & we may therefore thankfully rid ourselves of the ugly forecasted; it may be hoped that we should do so even if history were against us, but this time it is kind. [Fowler, 1926]
Well, Finally!
The shipping problem? The “500-pound gorilla” (more like 5,000-pound King Kong) solved it by pressuring the original shipper to “git ‘er done.”
Yesterday, 120-lb package was 90 miles west of us. By this AM it was 190 miles northeast of us and traveling our way by 0700 (I know this ‘cos the trucker called us to let us know his itinerary and expected delivery time). Arrived on time. Finally.
New couch. Looks nice. Comfy, especially with all the DIY pillows I added. Yeh, “spent” almost $2/pillow. Used materials sourced from my fav “fell off the back of a truck store.”
Guy’s got Pinoochis*
Overheard recently: “Don’t you hate it when you see an old person, then realize you went to high school with them?” Yeh, well, that only happens to me when I see my sibs. . . and they wonder why they don’t see me often at all, at all. *heh*
*”pinoochis” is a neologism I sometimes use instead of “brains.”