Hell, I'm the Old Fart. I'll be 59 in 3 months...
if you’re 26 and older, reblog.
if you read in a frog paper “specimen was released in the field immediately after capture” chances are very good that what it actually means is
“i dropped the damn frog and despite the fact that we fell all over each other no one could recapture it”
Coffee with half and half and sugar. My hot tea blend the same way.(half fine black tea, usually something from Cornwall, and half roasted Yerba mate')
do americans drink coffee with milk
It's nice to see the Tri-City. I saw a lot of movies there in the early 80s.
The last picture show, Steve Fitch
Pong, Space Invaders, Asteroids, Donkey Kong, Defender. Of course most of these came out after I graduated from high school, but there was a great arcade just down the road from my college.
The Venn diagram between those two has close to a 100% overlap.
I am so making one of these for my classroom. (I already have a single-shot version.)
You're only saying this because it's true.
The warning is for those who claimed offense at the following observation, made in this space a few days back: “What Americans have lost — to be painfully accurate, what Republicans have trashed in pursuit of power — is the willingness and ability to share a common national identity.” It would seem to be self-evident truth. But not everyone agrees.
“Constantly blaming Republicans,” griped one respondent.
“You ONLY blame the Republicans,” complained another.
“You exclusively blame Republicans,” grumbled yet another.
Well, there’s a reason the Republicans get the blame for destroying any sense of common American narrative. It’s because — pay close attention here — they deserve the blame for destroying any sense of common American narrative.
Sorry, but Hunter Biden’s laptop didn’t do that. Black Lives Matter didn’t do that. Whatever thing Fox “News” last told its audience to fear did not do that.
The Republican Party did it by a campaign of demonizing dissent, shredding norms and boundaries, embracing a politics of white resentment and fear and, perhaps most corrosively, delegitimizing the very idea of knowable fact, so that an ordinary birth certificate becomes an object of suspicion, an ordinary election a seedbed of distrust and the sacking of the U.S. Capitol an innocent visit by tourists.
If it is a busy day, with lots of pen work, I may use them all. I default to the fountain pen, because it forces me to write deliberately. It's how I'm working to improve my penmanship. I'm often teased because I end up with 6 to 8 pens in my pocket on a normal day.
They are not endangered. There are millions of them. They (and more importantly, their fusion-powered cities, space stations, lunar colonies, and antimatter-powered spacecraft) keep well-hidden, thanks to their advanced cloaking technology.
Some Signs, a Few Portents, Mostly Misdirection
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