Pi |
For those dogmatists who absolutely live for verbal brawls, specious arguments and pompous rows but are tired of Sisyphean rumbles with MAGAts on Twitter, Pi Day on the civilized apps was a gift.
Me? I’ll argue if I absolutely must—if it’s a matter of life and death and shit. Otherwise, no, nee, non, nein and please-fuck-all-the-way-off-NOW. You’ll have to pay (me) if you want to argue. Even then, I'll likely refuse.
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I’m currently reading Tom Holt’s Blonde Bombshell. The most prominent blurb calls it “a heart-warming tale of Armageddon.” I haven’t quite got to the heart-warming part yet but so far, it’s a cheery if confusing sci/fi tale about dogs, far away planets, mondo advanced technology and, of course, bombs.
Cake |
At times like this RenĂ© Descartes is not necessarily your friend. Descartes did say “I think, therefore I am.” Unfortunately, he left it at that. He didn’t specify what you are. I think, therefore I am a disembodied brain. I think, therefore I am at least marginally smarter than a lump of rock.
If Descartes was really on the ball, he would’ve given us a hand with that second bit. I am but WHAT am I? At the moment, I’m an old deaf broad with Neil Diamond stuck in my head.
Naturally, I blame Jen for this. Despite her love of bands like Screeching Weasel, Bad Brains and Fugazi, Neil is her main man.
Back to Holt’s Blonde Bombshell though—so far the bomb (who has taken human form) is male and possesses a head of brown hair. I was deceived by the book’s title—I’d expected a tale about Marilyn Monroe. Possibly a romance between her and good ol' Bob Oppenheimer.
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any of a number of timbers forming the lower, more curved portion of the frame in a wooden hull.Why does this word sound vaguely vulgar to me? The dictionary’s sample sentence really only makes it worse:
The futtocks creaked and groaned as the boat was tossed about in the stormy sea.
No, sorry. THIS, if you ask me, is the proper usage:
The singer’s bodacious round futtocks shook and bopped to the abso-glorious baseline of Brick House.
YEAH baby! Also, yur welcome.
I always thought Boston Cream Pie was pudding ...
ReplyDeleteIt's basically pudding stuffed in a couple layers of cake. NOT my cuppa tea. Frosting belongs on or in cake— not pudding. Hmmmph!
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