This morning while chatting on his drive to work, a friend gave me the phrase “functional shui”
This may be the first time my “happy place” is not a metaphor
As you can probably see from the featured image, not a human visible from horizon to horizon. No cell service, either. It took me 10 weeks to prepare enough to try this again, as I worked to eliminate the pain points I identified from my first trip:
- Problem: I forgot to bring a long lighter, and the wind made using a shorter lighter a… non-starter. Solution: the most wind-proof stove with a piezo-electric igniter. Worked perfectly! (Also got the 5-lb propane tank so I don’t have to keep using disposable one-pounders)
- Problem: cheap cooler filled with ice still had ice, but everything had thawed. Solution: dry ice.
- Problem: when packing up to leave, rolling the tent and sleeping bag back into their stuff-sacks was an exhausting pain-in-the-ass. Solution: a few large gym-ball-bags, mesh.
Oh, looks like that panorama above isn’t showing the edges. So, here it is again:
Not in Egypt, but we had just crossed a river
Saturday morning, headed to breakfast. Tooling down the road in the right lane, taking it easy with radar cruise on, passing a bunch of pickups towing empty trailers in the left lane. Grey GMC SUV was obviously getting frustrated and passed one of them using the suicide lane – almost living up to the name while swerving in to my immediate left yet still stuck behind another in the same apparent caravan. Truckavan? Nah. My passenger said “Whoa!” I, while gesturing at the model of Yukon on the side replied: “They think they’re going to get ahead of these trucks before the light, but they’re in Denali.” I apologize, and you’re welcome.
Truckaflatbed? Hell no, that’s worse, almost obscenely specific. What is the collective noun here? A clot sounds aggressively judgy. A queue implies less motion than there was.
It says it’s a pot trellis
but I suspect it’ll work just fine with roma tomatoes too
It’s long past the time
…when we should start referring to the number 10 as “a metric dozen.”
Obviously, that makes 8 a binary dozen, right? Or do we round that one up to 16?
Change my mind…
Now that I think about it
was the qwerty keyboard designed to make typing the word awkward awkward?
All I want to know today is:
was craft services for the film Jaws focused on charcuterie?
My friends know me well
Perhaps too well
Finally
Finally found the proper neologism for my Hawaiian shirt and cowboy hat style:
Y’alloha
Today, I will find joy
…in the fact that the words “sturdy” and “custardy” are antonyms
It must be difficult…
… to cultivate a cult with the culture of the occult
Can we vote on the definition?
Even after voting for a constable today, I still maintain the only proper definition is “a variable that doesn’t ever change”
duorobourous
I am SHOCKED that google returns nothing for this search. Literally unbelievable that in the course of human civilization (yes, yes, such as it is) this word has not been created, to describe two snakes eating each other’s tails, in an infinity symbol.
If anyone wants to make me an animation showing that, I’ll pay for it.
One
Wasted synapses Scratched like a stuck record on Old mendacity
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