Tuesday Aural Tragedy

So Car i N pointed us down this path and Sean laid the last paving stone.

Yep – the wonderful world of music.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Medieval_lituus

and the odd instruments thereof

Deplorable

In a fair world, Hillary’s “basket of deplorables” speech would be the equivalent of Mitt Romney’s “binders full of women” comment and her “half” would be Mitt’s “47%”. Other than the usual conservative websites and news outlets the silence has been predictable. There is so much about the Clinton’s that is in that basket which is further confirmation that the world is not fair.

de·plor·a·ble

dəˈplôrəb(ə)l/

adjective

adjective: deplorable

1. deserving strong condemnation.

   “the deplorable conditions in which most prisoners are held”

Elf on a Shelf

Tis the season. Enjoy!

 

The Stupid is Strong with Us.

Works for me.

Happy Valentine’s Day!

Because I love you!

(no, not you, Wiser)

(no, not you, either, Dave)

A Valentine’s Poem:

My darling, my lover, my beautiful wife:
Marrying you has screwed up my life.

I see your face when I am dreaming.
That’s why I always wake up screaming.

Kind, intelligent, loving and hot;
This describes everything you are not.

Love may be beautiful, love may be bliss.
But I only slept with you ’cause I was pissed.

Roses are red, violets are blue, sugar is sweet, and so are you.
But the roses are wilting, the violets are dead, the sugar bowl’s empty and so is your head.

I want to feel your sweet embrace;
But don’t take that paper bag off your face.

I love your smile, your face, and your eyes
Damn, I’m good at telling lies!

My love, you take my breath away.
What have you stepped in to smell this way?

My feelings for you no words can tell.
Except for maybe ‘Go to hell.’

What inspired this amorous rhyme?
Two parts vodka, one part lime.

Learnin’ n’ Stuff

Let’s Do This to Rosetta

Karma’s A Bitch, No?

Sunday Morning Random FAIL!

Watch out for that first step. It’s a doozy!

Uhhh … we have a shitty situation here.

Reason No. 4,327,632 that soccer is totally ghey

Mornin’ Hostages. Feel free to push this fat ginger kid of a poat down like Wile E. Coyote on a defective Acme™ Dynamite Plunger.

Yay. Computers Are Teh Fun.