I made Thanksgiving dinner and now the kids are crying and I'm not allowed to help anymore
The very best thing about being fire folk is that you can toast marshmallows whenever you want.
100% of fact.
And the sarcasm will be so sharp, you'll bleed.
#writing #writinglife #writingcommunity #library #libraries #librarians #humor #humour #signs
Just one confetto
Give it to me
The groom's now in traction
Unfortunately
"Madam President...the moon that recently arrived...something has broken away, it's descending over the Pacific."
"What do you recommend we do, General?"
"There's nothing we can do. It's bigger than any mountain on Earth."
CUT TO AIRCRAFT CARRIER, PACIFIC FLEET, A BOOMING SWANEE WHISTLE SHATTERS ALL WINDOWS
"My god...get a message out fast, before that wave hits. All hands, abandon ship."
CUT TO WHITEHOUSE. GENERAL DROPS PHONE, VISIBLY PALES
"Madam President...they've dropped a Clanger."
We need to talk about the Clangers. The Clangers (copyright Coolabi Productions Ltd, Smallfilms Ltd and Peter Firmin, images used under review/satire...) live on "a small Moon"...and are tall enough that the Moon's curvature is comparable to their scale. This is the best pic I could find to illustrate this, the further Clanger seems to be pretty much ON the horizon from the camera's point of view.
So we can draw a circle to match that curvature...
Things I would like to exist, number 527
The Highland Catermoo
If any scientists are available to help that would be very much appreciated. Thank you.
"Richest 1% emit as much planet-heating pollution as two-thirds of humanity"
I don't think there's anything else to add to #Oxfam's last campaign report. #ClimateChange #ClimateInequality
There has been much deleting but one that's survived is this empty room in Dunstaffnage Castle that shouted at me as I entered.
Terrible photo but... RARR!
I've mentioned before that I have a folder of "hmm, I could do something with that" stuff & if I don't use it after an amount of time I post or delete.
I am having a 'sort it' afternoon.
This is one where I just didn't get suitable footage to properly play with, but I have a soft spot for old tech & flashing lights.
I'm fairly confident it's the Harwell Dekatron Computer (the WITCH) at the National Museum of Computing. I recommend a visit.
Ahhh, Mastodon.
As a result of recent chats on here I've been down an extensive rabbit hole about Yorkshire dialects (I am not from Yorkshire), then had to work out if I could still remember how to floss (dance, not dental care).
Excellent.
Steve:
frequent overthinker, compulsive fixer, digester-then-explainer, "why?" question relishing father, minor-irritant partner, excessive disassembler, original-form hacker, high-efficiency googler, borderline-competent car-fixer, expert-level car-breaker, faster-by-qwerty communicator, indiscriminate photo-taker, Leatherman owner.