- The former school / functions venue in my housing area has been converted into housing for single male asylum seekers. I’m putting a note on their front door, offering to teach them some boardgames.
- Wonder if the weight-loss advertisers realise that the pics of amply built women they intend to frighten female customers with are actually attractive to a bunch of dudes. They’re basically providing free soft porn to a market segment who will never buy their product.
- If I had to be a war vet, then I’d prefer to be one whose son wrote Alice in Chains’s “Rooster” about him.
- When I was a teen in the 80s, the only people I knew who listened to metal were stupid bullies who did poorly in school. I drew the erroneous conclusion that metal must be stupid, unstructured music by and for morons.
- The white stones placed in our bird bath as lifesavers for bugs annoy the magpies. They keep chucking the smaller one out.
- Listen to the confused gurgling near the end of Pond’s psychedelic paean to downers, “Xanman”!
- Daikon radish has no place in kimchi.
- Oh, screw the violin, Bellman!
- I’m not very interested in issues of surveillance and privacy. I consider myself so unimportant that I would pretty much be flattered to find the government paying attention to me.
- The Swedish word for vacuum cleaner is “damn sucker”.
- Listening to the always interesting Planet Money podcast about drop shipping, where people will sell stuff expensively on e.g. eBay that they then order for the customer more cheaply on Amazon. Surprised that people aren’t using price comparison bots like Pricerunner more.
- Such a beautiful moon tonight, peeking out through tears in a swiftly moving cloud cover.
