Teh Squeaky Wheel
Top o’ teh week, GN!
Monday…feh; that’s my story and I’m sticking to it.
Good morning, Fatwa. Happy start of the week, GN.
I missed Hollywood’s big night, Sunday. Probably didn’t miss much.
Good morning, Gerbil Nation!
Good morning, Fatwa, and Sven!
Last night, Teh Younger came into the living room, smartphone in hand, and announced the winners of the Academy Awards. We got all the information we wanted in less than a minute and didn’t have to listen to bad jokes, even worse cue-card reading, and insipid speeches for 3 hours.
Hai, Sven and Paddy!
I guess I’ve not a single f*ck to give about the Academy Awards; was only peripherally aware it was on last night.
Read this morning that it was pretty much the expected shit-show; glad to see how much less important Hollywood in-general is becoming to Americans. (I wonder if telling a large swath of us that we’re deplorable scum might have something to do with that…along with the carpy product.)
Upgrading the MacOS on my laptop as I type (on desktop). As of this iteration, the entire update package downloads onto the hard drive -- meaning you can still use the computer while it downloads -- and then runs locally whenever you choose.
Seems like a good idea. Assuming all goes smoothly, I’ll update the desktop either tonight or tomorrow. (Lots of rain-related stuff to handle today.)
An ugly creature has kitled teh thread. There’s a lesson there.
Regarding the Oscars, someone at work mentioned that Kobe Bryant won one. I had no idea he was even in the movie business, but it must have been just maybe a little bit awkward for the Hollywood-MeToo elites considering Bryant’s little rape incident years back in Colorado. I wonder if there were boos or such?
Even with all of my thread super powers, I give up. No kitties-no hope.
In the hopes of raising Sven’s spirits, and giving him hope -- the booby dance.