Husband subsequently missing left arm, half of right leg, and the means to consummate the marriage.
Quick - somebody dig up Fauci.. we need to vaccinate the mosquitos!
There's something I never saw before....
We were in a restaurant, having the traditional breakfast of pizza and burgers, when I saw something. She was an elderly lady, but she was a brunette. She was on the way to her table and I couldn't help but notice her gait... I don't mean to be impolite, but it looked as if her head was too large and weighed too much to carry, so it sat kinda tilted sideways. I have seen much more normal looking 105 year olds. Perhaps her body rejected her head and the head never got the memo.
I said to myself 'there's something you don't see often.' Then I looked over to her right to see another quite elderly brunette. The good news was that her body had not rejected her head. In her case, the bottom part of her body had rejected the top half. This took the form of most of the top of her leaning over to one side as she walked. So it looked like she was going 2 places at once. Very clever in its simplicity.
I finally figured out what was up when a young person in scrubs sat down: the young person was chaperoning the old ladies on a trip away from the farm, or wherever it was they came from. Considering the healthcare system, she was probably making an exorbitant amount of money, which could account for the fact that she didn't care, and flip flops were perfectly ok in healthcare and restaurants.
Old Lady #3 (you knew there were more) was less than thrilled with their seating arrangements and proceded to half walk, half stumble to other tables in the general area, to determine suitability for her derrierre for lunch. We weren't sure what the criteria were and we were afraid to speculate. Mrs. lefty heard a conversation among the Seated Ones about the booth not being to their liking. We suspect Old Lady #3 was examining cleanliness of the tables and that none were to her satisfaction. Had we waited, we probably could have seen her wet her finger and hold it up to determine wind direction and speed, as well as the angle of the sun vs the tinted window glass. I felt sorry for the poor healthcare lady, who had to ride herd on 3 or 4 Old Ladies (I can't count that high). I suspect they sometimes use their age to distract her while one of them sneaks off for some nookie (or a cupcake). That poor health aide earns her salary. Next time she's going to lock the ladies in her car while she goes to the restaurant for takeout. Even if one of them fiugured out how to unlock the car, none of them could get out without assistaqnce.
We just looked at each other said said we weren't going to pick on them because that could be us one day. Except they had all their hair.
- I just made a list of all the lists I have to make
Like everyone else, I have been watching the progress of EVs (electrical vehicles). I think it's great that many are adopting the same plug (Tesla, for better or worse), so more hardware isn't needed. My concerns remain...
- I will spend the entire ride looking at the battery gauge, nervous about how 'full' my tank is and how long til it runs out and will I get stuck (even with a planned stop to charge).
- If I'm concerned about pollution from gas vehicles, I can also be concerned about pollution created in making electricity to charge EVs. Double Secret Neurosis!
- Can my mechanic fix it? How much more will it cost? (it's NOT going to be cheaper)
- Is the cost close to my gas burner?
- OMG, the tracking.
- OMG the hacking.
- NFW a Tesla. Too many bugs and flames.
Interesting to note that if you ride a cycle, you're a person strapped to an engine. In an EV, you're a person belted to batteries. If you happen to explode, the fire company needs special chemicals - water won't work.
Readership at ThermionicEmissions is up. Way up.
Of course this causes me to question things. From a handful of daily readers to a thousand or two seems somewhat dramatic. I'm inclined to think the algorithms or other stats have simply gone insane. Why can't I just leave it alone and allow it to stroke my ego? You'd think I started posting naked ladies...
- There is just no feeling like the feeling of getting to your desk with a fresh cup of coffee.
- Other than finding your coffee full of grounds... or a fly. Happy Morning, folks!
- P.S. the coffee grounds fall to the bottom. The flies don't (don't ask).
Sarah Silverman and many others are suing ChatGPT for scraping their books and sites.
We are in agreement with the suers - it's their content. Fortunately we here at ThermionicEmissions don't have to worry about this: most of the content at TE isn't allowed to be used in ChatGPT, due to voluntary censorship/sanitizing.
She was a little young - she still had some acne. But she was very pretty, especially if you stood back a little, where you didn't notice the acne. If you backed up another step or two, she looked even better. Her voice... unfortunately her voice did not share the beauty of her face. It's not that it was shrill, but nails on a chalkboard told me her voice was grating and scary. So from across the room, she was a solid 8, especially where you couldn't hear her. At that point, she looked even better, like a model at a bar. After 5 years, I found myself 17 miles away. I couldn't see her, I couldn't hear her, and she couldn't find me. I was a happy man.
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