From my bedroom window, this is one of the views:
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From my bedroom window, this is one of the views:
Once I had the burner ring working, I set up a big pot (a turkey frier I picked up at TSco) and … That was it.
Last spring, I decided that I’d try to collect some maple syrup from a few of my many maple trees. So, I marked down which trees were maples, and when the weather started to get warmish, I struck:
Mitchell and Webb are the source of the fantastic “Are we the baddies?” sketch. But this one seems a bit more appropriate for the pandemic billionaire era.
I’m pretty sure everyone makes that joke, when they are talking about a boring bar.
Someone over at PZ’s, in a comment, mentioned “confederate flag toilet paper.”
This makes me chuckle.
Last night I did a really stupid thing. I had forgotten an item in my car, and decided to just zip out and grab it. Which meant that I traipsed out into 15F snow wearing a bathrobe and my house-slippers, which are leather-soled moccasins.
One comment in my post about Joe Rogan pointed out that Spotify does have the virtue of bringing new, unknown, musicians and performers to our attention. There’s truth in that.
For the record: I don’t care particularly much about the underlying topic, but I am interested why someone would lie so obviously and incompetently.