…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?
grep my life
Things that I find entertaining
…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?
Perhaps too well
Finally found the proper neologism for my Hawaiian shirt and cowboy hat style:
Y’alloha
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.
a machine that induces fake labor so that women who use a surrogate can know the sensation/pain of childbirth. It must be called “the contraction contraption”
It’s about fucking time somebody was advised about me
…when I realized that sip and piss, being opposites for fluid intake and output, are almost palindromes
No need to thank me!
Edit: while swimming laps, my brain informed me that by putting the extra ‘s’ in the middle, it becomes an actual palindrome: “pisssip.”
Okay, NOW you can thank me.
I don’t see pisssip becoming a useful neologism, unless the concept of a “shower beer” expands to include “a can on the can.”
You just might have to pronounce that differently than your first instinct
Since there are no big waves, it’s obviously tuned to “sea flat.”
Wake up!
I will now take a /goofy bow
There’s an inherent paradox I quite enjoyed today in the fact that immediately after getting two vaccines, I had to wander down to the lab to get blood drawn. It’s like the medical version of “Dueling Banjos.”
It was a lot of blood, too – I had to sit there for 10 minutes to fill up all the vials. Another fun parallel: the nurse smacking my arm to get a vein to come up is much like anyone with a non-squeeze, glass bottle of ketchup.
Now that I think back on it, she was probably just hitting me remembering the last time I was there.
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