"In a democracy (‘rule by mob’), those who refuse to learn from history will be the majority and will dictate that everyone else suffer for their ignorance."
. . .our cat goes on a binge of sticking his butt in my face. What’s up with that, anyway? I TELL him, “Hey! I don’t like your a$$ in my face!” but all the glare he gives me seems to say in return is, “Why not? I like it just fine.”
*sigh* Cats. Can’t live with ’em, can’t find a good Chinese recipe.
I try to stay current, but sometimes local laws, ordinances, whatever, kinda scoot on by me w/o really making any impact. So, I try to look ’em up from time to time and be “read up” as much as possible.
Discovered today that nudity is prohibited in the county’s churches and schools. Who knew?
*heh*
So, Son&Heir just got some expansion cards for his Munchkin Cthulhu game. First one I saw was a “Bonus” card for Dragon Balls.
No thank you.
*heh*
. . .but never with any of the guys, if ya know what I mean.
*pa-dump-bump*
TY. TYVM. I’ll be here all week. Be sure to try the buffet.
I don’t see many SPAM comments, never have, thanks to Askimet, so such things really stand out when they show up in a comment approval queue. Most recent? A comment complimenting my perspicacity that appeared on a page about THE correct way to load a roll of toilet paper that also contained commentary on efficient and “proper” use of same.
(It’s the voices in my head. Really.)
“As for the protest, I liked it.” Yes, we can see that.
(Although I blurred out the hint of what Putin was giving a thumbs up to, I understand the words written in Cyrillic on the woman’s back might be NSFW.)
OK, remember this guy?
Well, we used to also serve the needs of two much older “dowager princesses” who have since left for greener, cathouses. (RIP, ladies) In the time since this guy fell heir to the two cat boxes we have retained, I’ve noticed that he’s a very persnicketty, urm, “waste disposer”. One is for liquid, the other for solid, and by gum! I’d better not let one become inconvenient for its intended purpose!
Cats. Bindmoggling.
Dec 26 and a little less so today have been devoted to cleaning out my alimentary canal. Son&Heir was inflicted with a stomach/other virus last week, and passed it to my Wonder Woman who… let me in on the fun.
So, massive joint aches, headache, fever, voiding of alimentary canal on both ends and rumbles, pains and other such usual things in between. *meh* It’s been so long since I’ve been really sick that I’d forgotten how to deal with it. *heh*
Better now, though still shaky and still emptying out the distal end of my alimentary canal. (I really didn’t know I had it in me! I guess folks who tell me I’m ‘full of “it”‘ know what they’re talking about. :-))
So, that’s why no continuation of the 12 Days of Xmas yesterday. Here, try of these:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jFTKwg2Oxts
Yeh, yeh, so Placido is in all of them. So? 😉
I really like Il Volo. The boys have a great sound for such young voices, and they have good arrangers and producers providing them with well-written material that’s also recorded well.
Good stuff. One niggly lil thing though: they all have a strong tendency to take Italian vowel production into all the languages they sing in. Oh, it’s not offensive, but it is pretty glaring at times. Take “Stille Nacht” (below). Beautifully sung, but… the vowels are often not German. Oh, well. Picky, picky, picky. 😉
Not. Recently, I added a plugin to *cough* “optimize” a few things that needed tweaking around here, more or less “automagically”. Thing is, it did require a wee bit of input from me, and, as you know, my typing technique is, again more or less, urm, more or less, less.
In the blog title entry, I left out an “O”. No, not the one that would have been inconsequential and an obvious typo. The other one.
No wonder I have been receiving some weird porn SPAM comments the last few days… *heh*
Oh. Well.
Many thanks to the great guy at Bluehost tech support who ran it down for me. And shame on both my regular visitors for not telling me sooner. *heh*