What day is it? Oh yeah…
As we go back to more SFW jokes:
And for Thanksgiving:
And one more time for one of my all-time favorites:
And because I’ve been watching gloomy Scandi-detective shows recently, here’s Pihla Viitala from Deadwind:
Just the right mixture of classy and slutty. YMMV.
I remember once going through one of Connie’s photo albums, and finding a pic of an impossibly-glamorous older woman. “Who is that?” I asked.
“Oh, that’s my old acting teacher, Nina Foch.”
Here she is, not as an older woman:
Wow.
Time to play this game again, as many people have written to ask for it.
The Challenge: You have the opportunity to go back in time, arriving on the east coast of North America circa 1650 in the early spring, and your goal is to cross the North American continent, taking as much time as you need. When / if you reach the Pacific coastline, you’ll be transported back to the present day. Your equipment for this journey will be as follows (taken back in the time capsule with you):
— enough provisions for the first five days’ travel
— a backpack containing some clothing essentials
— a winter coat, raincoat and boots
— waterproof sleeping bag
— an axe
— a couple of knives, and a small sharpening stone
— a box of 1,000 “strike anywhere” waterproof matches
— a portable water filtration system
— a set of topographic maps of North America
— binoculars and a compass
— a current U.S. Army First Aid kit
— ONE long gun (shotgun or rifle) and 300 rounds of ammo (but no scope; and no interchangeable-barrel rifles like a Thompson Center Encore or Blaser; drillings are acceptable, but you still only get 300 rounds of ammo, total)
— ONE handgun (and 200 rounds)
— ONE rimfire gun (either a rifle or handgun, with 500 rounds).
Once there, you’ll be given a horse, a mule and a dog or two — but apart from that, you’re on your own. Remember you’ll be traveling through deep woods, open prairie, desert and mountains. You may encounter hostile Indian tribes and dangerous animals en route, which should be considered when you answer the following questions (and only these):
1. What long gun would you take back in time with you?
2. What handgun?
3. What rimfire gun?
Unlike previous surveys, I’m not going to tabulate the answers; just have at it in Comments. Reasons need not be given, as the choices will pretty much speak for themselves. If you must justify your choices, keep it short (as I have with mine).
Oh, and one last thing: you can’t keep your previous choices of firearm; you must find new ones. So in my case, for example, I can’t pick the 1896 Swedish Mauser / CZ Safari Magnum and Ruger Redhawk .357 revolver / Springfield 1911 from the last couple of times — so my own new choices for this year are below the fold. Read more
For some reason, this story made me feel good today:
RONNIE O’SULLIVAN says he is a ‘snooker fake’ who should not be playing.
The Rocket is bidding to extend his record of seven UK Championships after beating Matthew Stevens in round one yesterday. But O’Sullivan, 47 next month, said: “I shouldn’t even be playing at my age. I don’t take it too seriously. I find it all quite funny really. I have a bit of an impostor syndrome. I felt happier when I had that run of losing five finals. But when I started winning tournaments again I didn’t really feel I deserved it. It felt like a plot to allow me to do it, and I felt like a fake.”
“When I won the worlds again in May I didn’t feel great about it. I am feeling flat to be honest with you and don’t want to play snooker at the moment. I don’t play much and really don’t care. I mainly keep coming because it’s something to do.”
Easy to say when you’re the greatest snooker player of all time. But I love his honesty.
Here’s Ronnie not caring… yeah, it’s four hours long, but then again, it’s absolutely incredible. Watch it tonight, for a Friday Night Movie; or you can watch the first 15 minutes for the opening frame, and then the last few frames.
So there I was, all ready to defy that stupid restraining order (I mean, it’s been over ten years, come on) to go and see Nigella Lawson live in Dallas, when this happened:
Nigella Lawson shared an apology video to social media on Thursday after she was forced to cancel her scheduled live show, An Evening With Nigella Lawson, in Dallas.
The television chef and writer, 62, suffered airport woes as her flight to the U.S state was cancelled last minute, leaving her at the airport for five hours.
Personally, I blame the bloody airline involved (probably American, to judge from their “Fuck you so what?” response).
And to think that I was THISclose to being THISclose to Nigella…
I need Breakfast Gin II.
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And our news is also hard-hitting (okay, maybe not so much):
...that’s just great, Jeff. Now advise me how to hold off on another “big purchase” like my glaucoma eyedrops, which went from about $200 to over $400 in just under two years.
...wait; don’t we have the TSA checks which would stop this mope from getting not one but TWO boxcutters onto the flight?
...good. I’m getting so sick of all the faggy families bullshit on TV.
...say, for example, by turning Indiana Jones into “Indianetta” Jones? Oh, wait, this just in:
...to see the franchise nosedive like Chick Ghostbusters”, maybe? But there’s always more Woke to be had in the Magic Kingdom:
...just another movie nobody will watch.
...his money, his prerogative to spend it as he chooses. Then:
...and can anyone think of a more worthy recipient?
...and surprise, surprise: not Florida Man — but “keyword: Japan” would run a close second.
...thought about this for a while; nope, still don’t see the problem here.
...good old Apple: still expecting people to overpay for trendy rubbish.
And from the forgettable INSIGNIFICA:
Paige Three:
Finally, for tomorrow, a reminder:
