They’d also have some affectionate, cutesy, harmless-sounding nickname for ’em like “harlequinnies”.
Hope that you and Elena are well, sir.
Just got back from acquiring new rubber all ’round on LambiePieK’s Yukon. (And am very appreciative of PMK’s counsel re reliable brands and fair pricing thereof; that saved me a lot of research.)
Now for more coffee and tackling some JimCo duties.
Happy “You’re gonna need a bigger boot” Friday, Gerbil Nation!
Good morning, Fatwa, and Mac!
It seems Jeffrey Epstein broke one or more bones in his neck when committing suicide, including one (the hyoid bone) that is rarely broken in a hanging, but usually is in murder by strangulation.
The Epstein business reeks worse than gefilte fish on a hot, muggy day; so glad the unnamed warden and guards are getting nice taxpayer-funded vacays for their stellar work.
If I knew any bad words, I’d probably use them right now.
Ian Fleming’s Bond novels are like 1% plot, 30% how to be a spy, 9% misogyny, 60% tips for dining out in 1950s Prague. It’s like trip advisor where every third review is a “5 stars, but had to strangle a Bulgarian in the toilet”
Happy Giant Tarantula Friday, GN!
Funny how that thing makes the SoCal desert look like Autralia’s Outback. 🙂
Note to self: do not visit Oz during spider season.
https://www.theguardian.com/world/video/2015/may/18/australia-where-the-rain-is-sometimes-made-of-spiders-video-report
If a continent actually has a spider season, a clown season doesn’t seem outside the realm of possibility…
BBL.
And being Oz, the clowns would be large and venomous as Hell.
*Schnort*
They’d also have some affectionate, cutesy, harmless-sounding nickname for ’em like “harlequinnies”.
Hope that you and Elena are well, sir.
Just got back from acquiring new rubber all ’round on LambiePieK’s Yukon. (And am very appreciative of PMK’s counsel re reliable brands and fair pricing thereof; that saved me a lot of research.)
Now for more coffee and tackling some JimCo duties.
Happy “You’re gonna need a bigger boot” Friday, Gerbil Nation!
Good morning, Fatwa, and Mac!
It seems Jeffrey Epstein broke one or more bones in his neck when committing suicide, including one (the hyoid bone) that is rarely broken in a hanging, but usually is in murder by strangulation.
Hi, Paddy!
Damnit, I wish I’d thought of that; well done.
The Epstein business reeks worse than gefilte fish on a hot, muggy day; so glad the unnamed warden and guards are getting nice taxpayer-funded vacays for their stellar work.
If I knew any bad words, I’d probably use them right now.
Love the description of Bond novels.
WTF?!? I’m no chemistry genius, but I’m pretty sure you can’t have “carbon free” sugar.
C12H22O11 -- yep, there’s a whole bunch of carbon in that bag! In fact 42.11% by mass is carbon.
So, roughly 2.1 lbs of carbon in that bag.
Checked out the website on the sugar bag; looks like they’re buying “carbon indulgences”.
What a stupid age we live in.
Goodbye Domino; hello Dixie Crystal and/or Great Value.
Say three Hail Marys and donate $1000 to Earth First!