Your love is like Crunchy Frog
One of the (internal) kids informs me there's a site called 'many fish in the' or something like that. She explains to me that it's like Tinder - random hookups for the purpose of boom-boom. I am apparently not hip enough to know about this site. This begs the question of why she knows about it.
Today I identify as triple antibiotic cream
I need new glasses.
Wife told me the aviator frames are back. I seriously like these. She suggests Warby Parker. This confuses me because they don't have aviator frames. In fact, all of their frames look more or less the same, in different colors. So I can go to any number of places online to get frames, but I don't understand the measurements. In technical-speak, I want Big Ass Aviator Frames. There is no translation between the two. I notice that women have no trouble at all finding these in sunglasses, but they don't exist in men's frames, like decent songs on the radio. So now I can't figure out how to make this happen: do I just order the frames and go to a local store for an exam, or get an exam and try to find frames. Or just shoot myself. Shooting looks like the most logical solution - much easier than going 5 places so I can see again. And who really needs to see? It's not like I drive. Much.
Nothing starts a familial war quite like butter cookies.
Since my in-laws don't live anywhere near Civilization, we send normal stuff there. The favorite seems to be from a local bakery, in a relatively nice war zone. I say relatively nice because you're not dodging bullets. Often. I suspect the only reason this place is safe is because their cookies are so good. It's like a Safe Zone<tm>, in the middle of the city. If they shoot up the customers, the bakery will go out of business and the gangs won't get any cookies. Retail is very complicated in the 2000s.
Cyberwarfare looms as Russia shells, invades Ukraine
So anyway... ummm... oh yeah, so we send cookies to the in-laws, along with this thing called butter cake. Nobody knows exactly what's in butter cake, and that's for the best. It's a short yellow cake, with some sort of delicious, sweet, butter icing. It's also best you don't know any of the nutrition information, because it's likely to cause hardened arteries in decent quantities, and believe me, it's impossible to eat this in small quantities.
So the goodies go out to the Netherlands, where they just got electricity and cell phone service is good, so long as you have a landline and don't try to use it. They literally have to walk up the block to get signal. It's the impossible dream, like a movie without III or 16 behind the name. Then the fun begins. Dad grabs the pound of cookies, saying they were sent up for him. He disappears. No one knows where he goes, as the house is small. Later, he is forced to bring the cookies back, sometimes by force, and make them public. Then he keeps on reappearing, asking meaningless questions, each time snaking his hand into the cookie box. As the cookies quickly dwindle to zero, the real fighting begins. Half the butter cake is gone, and people start noticing the cookies are nearly gone too. And heaven help the person who goes near the cherry pie; they're liable to touch it and draw back a nub.... Mom is serious about her pie too. I have never been there when this happens because, quite frankly, I'm scared. They're wonderful people, who would give you the shirts off their backs, unless there are cookies involved.
Plus I just can't visit a place where the nearest Walmart is an hour away, as is the McDonalds; two places I also don't visit. It makes me very popular with the family.
The Aliens are circling Earth.
They have their cloaking device on, so nothing on the planet can 'see' them. They're on a mission from the Multi-Planet Consortium, to see if Earth is ready to join the federation. The Prime Directive is in effect; they are not to interfere with the natives unless they're ready for First Contact. Yes, the aliens watched Star Trek too. Nobody knows how. Their version of Nurse Chapel was green, with four arms. Spock thought she was really hot.
Monitoring Earth they went, in their monitor-class ship, the Last Prize. The crew always bitched, believing they got the worst ship because of something Captain Sr92l*# said to the Council. Even the beelzerschmitzel was broken. And you know how they get when they can't have their beelzers.
As they orbit, they monitor television, which is a reflection of society. They see Texas Ranger, which upsets them greatly, as Chuck Norris isn't in it. They see Americans Idle. They see "I snigged my step sister." They see 27 Star Trek movies, 37 Star Wars movies, and too many Fast and Furiouses to count. They see the Masked Furry and start to pack things up. "These people are beyond not ready for First Contact. Judging from television content, it could be another century or two. Let's head home....
As they're setting course for the Plaedies, the captain says, "HOLD ON, guys. You're not going to believe this, but they have a Doctor Pimple Popper too! We're going in."
- GM seeks US approval to deploy self-driving car without a steering wheel
- because a driverless car with a steering wheel isn't terrifying enough
- 100 member BLM chant
- who can take a knee fastest
- who has the best Antifa accessory
- fastest -legible- protest sign created
- loudest complaint decrying lack of women in football
- most traffic blocked outside the stadium
So you put out quite a few hard-earned dollars for your Tesla.You have to worry about spontaneous explosions, battery fires, and random braking. Let's now add "I wasn't driving - I was playing video games."
Honda, terribly jealous of Tesla's ability to get press for every little fatal flaw in their cars, is investigating 1.7 million cars for phantom braking.
Tesla already does this. Can't Honda be original? Ejecting seats or something?
Headline of the Month (year?)
Aaron Rodgers’ go-to cleanse could involve oily enemas, bloodletting, vomiting- a building still full of radioactive debris
- a power plant that won't power
- the prestige of owning a melted-down nuclear power generator
- the USPS going with 8mpg trucks instead of electric ones
- little Jimmy's wagon loses a wheel
- men who can't get it up
- rent payments late
- actual buildings missing [in Ukraine]
- FAA now says 5G airports may interfere with Boeing 737s
- The same altimeters the FAA cleared last month....
George Washington University President Mark Wrighton issued an apology for tracking students' location data without consent and said using such data "raises important privacy considerations and potential breaches of expected ethical norms in higher education."
- How to file your taxes online without hurting your wallet or your privacy
- I just saw an article on threat detection, which mentioned 'security hygiene.' You're probably saying to yourself, "WTF is security hygiene?"
- As someone in the field, I can help. Security hygiene is washing your hands after you surf. Not opening every email. Not clicking on every link. Securing your browser. Using private mode, which does NOT protect your surfing, but cleans up everything after you're done - no history.
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