Random Thoughts XI: Listen to the Whispers

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As Dave Mustaine (Megadeth) once said:
"Even in our bad days, we still kick the **** out of other people's best days" :/

the sweet, sweet Ludwig Van put it even better: "What I [poop] is better than anything you could ever think up!"
 
My Mum was telling me how her father used to go wild mushroom picking and I was thinking how much you'd have to pay in some restaurants for anything with fresh wild mushrooms.
Then came the kicker. Her Mum always threw what he'd picked out because there would be creepy crawlies in with the mushrooms.
 
I like to think that an ancient king, or group of cavemen scientists, came up with the idea to research what is and isn’t food.

“Gentlemen, it is time to submit your reports. What are your findings? Grunk?”
“Wheat good. Can make ‘bread’. Recommend wheat for food.”
“Splendid. Brog?”
“Pinecone bad! Hard. Taste not good.”
“Very well, strike pinecone from the list.”
 
Trink says "Barley better, makes beer."
 
My Mum was telling me how her father used to go wild mushroom picking and I was thinking how much you'd have to pay in some restaurants for anything with fresh wild mushrooms.
Then came the kicker. Her Mum always threw what he'd picked out because there would be creepy crawlies in with the mushrooms.
Just rinsing them under the tap wouldn't have worked? :crazyeye:
 
I like to think that an ancient king, or group of cavemen scientists, came up with the idea to research what is and isn’t food.

“Gentlemen, it is time to submit your reports. What are your findings? Grunk?”
“Wheat good. Can make ‘bread’. Recommend wheat for food.”
“Splendid. Brog?”
“Pinecone bad! Hard. Taste not good.”
“Very well, strike pinecone from the list.”
"Rargh dead. Don't eat the purple berries, they taste like burning."
 
@Kyriakos

Sunday
Watch a performance of “Letter to My Father” by Franz Kafka, based on a letter an ailing Kafka wrote to his own father. This interactive production, presented by the M-34 company and developed by James Rutherford and Michael Guagno, is directed by Mr. Rutherford and performed by Mr. Guagno. Audience members will have the option to switch between camera angles and interfaces to create a personalized viewing experience. This event is free, but registration is required.

When 3 p.m.

Where m-34.org/kafka
 
I wonder when I will get around to writing that letter to Giannis - the Greek Freak - to implore that he helps me reach USia.
The problem is that I will have to include some kind of work to justify the suggestion.
 
You have an unhealthful lifestyle and don't know anything about basketball so maybe you could be his manager? :P
 
"Giannis,

I, too, am a Greek freak. Let's do lunch.

- K"
 
if condition x=x+1
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scream = true
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Often said, rarely executed. Next time, I want to hear some screaming.
 
Well... yeah... although this situation is certainly better than e.g. having the city on one side of the country, and the state on the other side... :mischief:...
Like Washington? I got into the habit of specifying "Washington state" when mentioning my brief trips to the U.S. (some people actually thought I meant the city). Most were just two-day cross-border shopping trips, and the last one was to Spokane when the then-current Doctor Who actor was making a series of cross-U.S. appearances at the PBS stations that ran the show. My friend and I went down for Labor Day weekend, to meet Sylvester McCoy.
 
Pales in comparison with Old Delhi, New Delhi, Delhi, i.e. the previous capital, now surrounded by the new capital, located within the federal district of Delhi. :smug:
That's like the City of London, inside the city of London.
 
Naming redundancies... they play havoc at municipal levels, too. There's a subdivision in my city that was divided into Upper and Lower Fairview. The Upper part was on a hill, overlooking the river valley. The Lower part wasn't far from a wetlands that was locally known as "Salamander Swamp" - something that anyone born after about 1980 would never have heard of. Salamander Swamp was eventually reclaimed, along with a gravel pit, to make the picturesque Bower Ponds area that now boasts a small lake with paddle boats and an outdoor stage that hosts a variety of performing arts events, from the annual Folk Festival to outdoor Shakespeare plays.

At some point someone living in Lower Fairview decided that "Lower" = "inferior" and petitioned City Hall to give that portion of Fairview a new name. So now it's called "Riverside Meadows"... but no name change can ever scrub the place of its reputation for motorcycle gangs, drug houses, and prostitution. It's still a dangerous part of town, and where I lived before finally getting out of there to where I am now - different neighborhood, still a bit iffy due to the local drug users (not a neighborhood I'd wander around in after midnight), but safer than before, when it got to the point that even trying to catch a bus in the middle of the day wasn't always safe.
 
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