I’ve seen these before, hanging on a rack in the kitchen of a very shi-shi seafood place in New York. At the time, I did not realize what I was looking at, nor was I qualified to appreciate it.
I’ve seen these before, hanging on a rack in the kitchen of a very shi-shi seafood place in New York. At the time, I did not realize what I was looking at, nor was I qualified to appreciate it.
I was thinking about “trolley car problem”s the other day and thought, “I have a friend who has kids, maybe I should give them a trolley car experiment playset for Xmas”*
I made a mistake, the other day. (“what, one?” I hear you mentally snark)
Update: The DVDs are spoken for; they are going to corrupt some youth!
The people at the local post office think I am very odd. Sometimes I get boxes full of wrought iron bars, or sand and I sometimes send out chunks of railroad track. What, it’s what postal service is for, isn’t it?
A while ago, I auctioned off a “winner’s choice” gooby. So, here it is:
This is a little thing I made for Crip Dyke. [pervert]
I was making some notes for myself, and decided to share them. Why not?
This is to help defray FTB’s legal debts from Richard Carrier’s defamation lawsuit. Details and rules are below:
This is to help defray FTB’s legal debts from Richard Carrier’s defamation lawsuit. Details and rules are below:
One of the great things about FTB is that nobody can imagine PZ Myers rolling around on the floor in a pile of money, collected from this blogging network, muttering, “mine all mine! oh! a spider!” You’re helping a dedicated community of people like yourself, i.e.: its for your own good. We’re your people.
This is to help defray FTB’s legal debts from Richard Carrier’s defamation lawsuit. Details and rules are below: