Weekend over. Begin paper turning in sequence tomorrow...

[silveradept]

The trombone mailing list is precognitive. Someone asked about the seven words you can't say on television (and all the other ones, too.) a couple days ago, and got the How Stuff Works page on swearing. Today, in the DRT listings, lo and behold, that page doth appear. Yet another fine example of being able to predict the future... or of odd coincidences. You'll get a chance to possibly test out those new words and phrases when you consider Spam Cupcakes.

Unopened soda cans are a treasure. When combined with a Beating Stick, the game of fizzball is born. I've played one of its variants at least once, where there was no beating stick, merely allowing it to strike the ground after being shaken and hurled into the air. Much fun to be had by both cans and humans.

The person in this articles takes more than merely a dim view of most organized, book-carrying religions: he makes them out to be confidence men, swindling the willing dupes with grace and aplomb.

Lastly, happy birthday to the Canadian with not enough time on his hands, too much strange porn on his machine, and more than enough wit and snark to go around. Vote lordmork, or he'll hit you. Yes, you.

Comments

[silveradept]

Point made. But that at least implies that the materials being used are real. With Spam, that's a dodgy prospect.