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Welcome to another edition of Hunky Hump Day. Let’s get started.
Thanks to Osita for the song of the day.

Now for the hunks.
This would be a good one for Ace’s “Who dis” series.

Summer’s Swan Song

Here it is, the unofficial end of summer. If your kids aren’t already back to school they’ll be there soon. Visions of paste and sharpened #2 pencils fill our heads. It already  feels a little like fall here. Nights are cooler and the humidity is long gone. When I went to the grocery store I saw the mums and Halloween candy out. Even the national burnt coffee chain has rolled out the PSL before Labor Day. We’ll probably have another heat wave or two before fall begins in earnest. I wish someone would let the ticks and mosquitoes know it’s time to go away.

Toad Turds Tuesday

Bufo americanus bisches. And don’t you forget it.

The American Toad.

Not to be confused with any of your run of the mill other types of toads. Bufo americanus is the shizzle.

MMM 287: All I can see is the moon

Well, that’ll be true for some folks.  Up here in the awful, frozen north, the sun will do it’s usual tumble across the southern sky and briefly warm the day, and we’ll be none the wiser about the lunar transit.

So let’s look at butts.

Anus Lickers

What a nasty title –

One of you reprobates make sure you stomp this POS poat ASAP – it’s your calling in life.

Oh & anyone that’s stupid enough to open the following links at work needs to be self employed, or fired… or both – fair warning.

I guess some people will do anything given the right circumstances.

Duct Wire

Let’s take a look at what Monika Grzymala has been unwinding.

b.1970 Poland

MMM 234: Mid-Summer Harvest

I got squash for days.  Days.  And about a hundred green tomatoes just about to go red on the vine.  Phone screen this afternoon that I really, really don’t want to screw up.  I don’t have any reason to think that I will, but after bombing the last interview my confidence is a little less than rock-solid.  I’ll have to be sure to do some prep beforehand.  Maybe listen to this a few times.  Or possibly to this.  And almost certainly to this and this (hey, I like that one, it ain’t about you).

And I should probably review some cybersecurity basics and architectural design patterns.  Even if he doesn’t ask, the practice will help my confidence.

Is that Miami?

MMM 227: Isn’t that a sitcom?

I remember it.  Not well, because it sucked and it wasn’t really something I could relate to as a little white boy in the suburbs, but I’m pretty sure Two-Two-Seven was a black sitcom with mostly female leads in the 80’s.

*checks wikipedia*

Yep.  Aired from ’85 and ’89, starred Marla Gibbs and Jackée Harry.  There was really nothing there for me.  Pretty sure it still sucked, even if you could relate to it.

Anyhow, Pupster sent me this, so you can all accuse him of being into trannies too.

MMM 225: So many irons in the fire

So there’s a chance of a job in South Bend, Potential Future Bossman is coming up to teach a class and have lunch with me next week, and the company that owns the building my previous company used to own but I got kicked out of when the new company bought it might want to employ me after all.

I thought about how I’d say that sentence in Spanish and then got a headache so I stopped.

Anyhow, there’s an ever-increasing chance of me escaping the auto industry.  Unfortunately, I’ve now been there so long that I’m going to feel a not-insignificant amount of guilt in leaving.  I don’t think it will have an extreme impact on the project in any event, but it’s possible I’ll leave some hurt feelings in my wake.  I still have no passion for the program (and occasional bouts of outright antipathy), so it’s still the right thing to do.

Weather’s good, Tri-Adventure Race is behind me, multiple tiny slivers hope for the future whether it means a move or not.  Glass status: half full.

Tasteful B&W.

Super Bowl Preview (and also probably Super Bowl Poat, because you’re a bunch of lazy assholes)

It’s that time of year again, where the air is buzzing with excitement, everyone is talking about their favorite players, and there are parties galore! I am speaking, of course, of Black History Month.

But the Super Bowl is also coming up or some junk, so we should probably talk about that, too…