So, is Instagram’s algorithm trying to tell me something?
Hafta admit, the Achilles heels gave me a chuckle.
Hafta admit, the Achilles heels gave me a chuckle.
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An advert from today's start page. Maybe big brother really has been watching my experiments. If they did, they would know that I would just wrap one of these in aluminum foil and reuse it.
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A few references have been made to hell; whilst many imagine hell to be untold agony for eternity, I can't help but imagine a hell of small annoyances and frustrations; like when you use the toilet in hell, you can here people talking outside so you know they can hear you inside, or there's always someone looking at the same section in a store that you want to look at, so you go somewhere else to get something, but when you return they're still there, or someone else has replaced them. Or, no matter how many pens you have you can never find one, but when you do, it's run out, so you try to find the lease "run out" pen.
Heard a story back in the 70's when a tech manager from Atari's video game consol dept told a story. A customer who (supposedly) had some faultfinding skills had been struggling with an Atari TV-game board some while and finally called Atari tech dept asking for help.
The technician immediately identified what wrong and gave the advice "Cut out B4".
A week later the board arrived at Atari with the note: "Cut out B4, still not working …"
The technician immediately identified what wrong and gave the advice "Cut out B4".
A week later the board arrived at Atari with the note: "Cut out B4, still not working …"
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I very much enjoyed Sartre‘s vision of it—«No Exit» and its Variant from Buñuel, «The Exterminating Angel»
(The rerm „enjoy“ might be misleading though 😇)
From the Finn's comedy stream:
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Speaking of turkey:
Here is my American Thanksgiving contribution.
From the smoker comes turkey drums. First the brining alongside the pork belly.
Then smoked and packaged along with the proof in the pudding.
Time to hit the road and make sure this ends up in the right hands.
Gobble gobble everyone.
Here is my American Thanksgiving contribution.
From the smoker comes turkey drums. First the brining alongside the pork belly.
Then smoked and packaged along with the proof in the pudding.
Time to hit the road and make sure this ends up in the right hands.
Gobble gobble everyone.
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I highly recommend Ammonium Phosphate and Sodium Bicarbonate.
... maybe move the setup outside - and away from buildings, trees, and anything else combustible.
Tom
