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Welcome to your new Kitteh Storage Unit. This model is equipped to hold two (2) large, four (4) small or an unlimited number of behbeh kittehs.

Okay, okay, enough with the Cheezburger speak. (Hm. Is Cheezburger still around? It is! It looks kinda lame and click-baity though).

Wednesday is my day off. I shot this through the kitchen window today, from afar, with my phone. Fortunately, when you convert photos to black-and-white and 510 pixels wide, they ALL look like shit.

April 24, 2019 — 9:00 pm
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Thank me later

This adorable feller is a dormouse. They’re known for hibernating six months of the year and being painfully cute. The photo was used on Facebook to promotee the Sussex Wildlife Trust, though it’s the typical FB bait-and-switch where you click the picture and you don’t actually get a bigger version of the same picture. It’s credited to Terry Whittaker/2020VISION (I think. It’s hard to read).

But the actual article I’m linking to is a crowdfunding campaign called The Vagina Museum needs your help to open

Set to be the world’s first bricks and mortar museum dedicated to vaginas, vulvas and the gynaecological anatomy, the Vagina Museum, (the first and only registered charity in the UK with vagina in its title) is positioned to open in Camden Market in November 2019. But to make this great (and time sensitive) opportunity a reality, we need your help to do it! We have launched a crowdfunder to achieve this.

Then they go on a long tirade about how health is endangered when women are embarrassed to say “vagina” — but I’m pretty sure most people would be embarrassed to say penis or testicle in the same setting and it isn’t causing millions of men to drop dead of dick cancer.

Anyway. There you go. Toss ’em some change if you want to see this happen. Or, better yet, look at that adorable dormouse.

April 23, 2019 — 8:12 pm
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Back to work in the morning, hi ho!

It’s a running joke in England that rotten weather waits for long weekends (or bank holidays, as they call them) and then pounces. It’s usually true, too.

Not this time. I’ve never known a more perfect consecutive four days of weather. Sunny, hot in the sun, cool in the shade. Light breeze. Man, I could stand a whoooole lot of this.

Pictured, the kittens we watched coming into the world a couple of weeks ago (okay, no we didn’t…in the end, they whisked her away for a c-section off camera because complications). They aren’t exactly all growed up, but their eyes are open and their at that stage where they try to romp and play but their wiring isn’t up to it. It’s unbearably cute. Livestream.

The other pregnant cat from that post still hasn’t dropped kitten. She looks like a miserable furry beachball.

p.s. trying to find the perfect screen grab for you, I finally bothered to Google the YouTube navigation commands. On pause, you can go one frame forward or back with the , and . keys. Enjoy!

p.p.s. Other Kitty had her kittens in the night. Looks to me like three blackies and a ginger. If you poke the link above, that’s what you’ll see this morning.

April 22, 2019 — 7:55 pm
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Ahhhh….

B took this snapshot today: my best hen having herself a nice old-fashioned dustbath in the vegetable bed. Happy, happy chicken.

It was perfect today. Sunny, light breeze, temps around 70. When England does a Summer day, it’s quite a thing.

Okay, okay…Spring. And, okay, yes…I spent it indoors arting around. But, hey, I have a window!

Awesome start to my long weekend. Hope the spiritual among us had a good Good Friday, and the rest of us a mere good Friday. Have a blessed weekend to go with it!

April 19, 2019 — 7:46 pm
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I bought me a basket today

Passed this in a junk shop window today and, for £10, had to have it. Don’t know what I’m going to do with it, but it’s a beaut.

Strapped it to my bicycle to get it home and, yes, came the Elmira Gulch jokes immediately. I know too many people in the town.

Zo! One of the perks when your Queen is also your Pope: no separation of church and state. I get a four-day holiday at Easter! Tonight, I am a happy bunny!

Don’t worry, though — I’ll be around at the usual time to post pointless crap. Hoorah!

In case you missed it: commenter peacelovewoodstock pointed me to this:

In light of the devastating fire at the Notre Dame de Paris, Ubisoft wants to give all gamers the chance to experience the majesty and beauty of the cathedral through Assassin’s Creed Unity on PC.

From April 17th at 15:00 to April 25th at 08:00 (your local time), you can download Assassin’s Creed Unity on PC for free here, and you’ll own it forever in your Uplay games library.

We encourage all of you who want to help with the restoration and reconstruction of the Cathedral to join Ubisoft in donating.

I’m currently finishing up Assassin’s Creed: Origins (set in ancient Egypt). I’m a fan of the Assassin’s Creed series. The story telling isn’t brilliant, but the painstakingly-recreated historic environments are just wonderful.

Unity is set during the French Revolution. It came out in 2014 to so-so reviews (technical issues on launch, looks like), but it looks mighty purty. I got mine. Get yours!

April 18, 2019 — 9:59 pm
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Muh boy in muh chair

Yesterday or today, I think.

The cats are mad with all the new mice and bunnies (and, sadly, birds) in the garden. And the warming temps. Won’t be long now before we can leave a window open and they can come and go as they please (without waking us up to go out at the crack of dawn).

Sorry for being neglectful. This is my favorite time of year and my heart isn’t in here, on the computer.

We got lambs, people. Lambs.

April 17, 2019 — 8:49 pm
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More things spotted in the supermarket

Not really remarkable, but worth noting that this sign is up high and behind a deep shelf of produce. So, I don’t know. Inside job?

It’s late. I’m off! Relieved to note that Notre Dame is salvageable (they saved the rose windows!), though it’s going to be a tough row to hoe. As it were.

April 16, 2019 — 10:24 pm
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Unbearable

Cannot watch Notre Dame burn. Just cannot deal.

We heard about the news from my mother-in-law before it hit the top of the BBC (I think it might have been a smaller item down the page) — process that for a moment. Drudge had it front and center, though.

Take my advice: don’t go to Twitter tonight. I’m coming to the conclusion that the only purpose of Twitter is to make me psychotically angry.

Beautiful gargoyle picture above from Peter Adams Photography. I would say “courtesy of” but I don’t think it counts as a courtesy if you didn’t ask.

April 15, 2019 — 9:38 pm
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Dead Pool Round 20: Here Comes Spring!

Deborah HH has won dick with Lt. Col. Richard Cole, last of the Doolittle Raiders. He was 103. He was preceded a few weeks ago by Squadron Leader Dick Churchill, last participant of the Great Escape, aged 99.

So very few of these guys left. My dad was drafted right at the end of the War and lived to a ripe old age and he’s been dead for a while now. Remember when they were counting down the very last people born in the 19th Century? Feels weird.

Okay! Ready?

0. Rule Zero (AKA Steve’s Rule): your pick has to be living when picked. Also, nobody whose execution date is circled on the calendar. Also, please don’t kill anybody. Plus (Pupster’s Rule) no picking someone who’s only famous for being the oldest person alive.

1. Pick a celebrity. Any celebrity — though I reserve the right to nix picks I never heard of (I don’t generally follow the Dead Pool threads carefully, so if you’re unsure of your pick, call it to my attention).

2. We start from scratch every time. No matter who you had last time, or who you may have called between rounds, you have to turn up on this very thread and stake your claim.

3. Poaching and other dirty tricks positively encouraged.

4. Your first choice sticks. Don’t just blurt something out, m’kay? Also, make sure you have a correct spelling of your choice somewhere in your comment. These threads get longish and I use search to figure out if we have a winner.

5. It’s up to you to search the thread and make sure your choice is unique. I’m waayyyy too lazy to catch the dupes. Popular picks go fast.

6. The pool stays open until somebody on the list dies. Feel free to jump in any time. Noobs, strangers, drive-bys and one-comment-wonders — all are welcome.

7. If you want your fabulous prize, you have to entrust me with a mailing address. If you’ve won before, send me your address again. I don’t keep good records.

8. The new DeadPool will begin 6pm WBT (Weasel’s Blog Time) the Friday after the last round is concluded.

The winner, if the winner chooses to entrust me with a mailing address, will receive an Official Certificate of Dick Winning and a small original drawing on paper suffused with elephant shit particles. Because I’m fresh out of fairy shit particles.

April 12, 2019 — 6:00 pm
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I owe some of you an apology, looks like

I signed up for something using my stoaty@sweasel.com address today and…nothing happened. So I poked around sending myself messages and…nothing happened.

I checked the mail forwarding and everything looked hunky-dory, but stuff is just not getting through. I tried forwarding to a different address, and suddenly – newsletters! Erm, oh joy!

I don’t know how long this has been going on, but if you wrote to me at the address at the top of the blog, I never got it and chances are you never got a bounce message. I’m terribly sorry. I wasn’t ignoring you, I swear. This includes dick winners!

And speaking of which: tomorrow. Here. 6 WBT. DEAD POOL!!!

p.s. Today I got a notice from 23andme that my big brother finally turned in that DNA kit I sent him, like, five years ago. The bad news: turns out he really is my brother.

April 11, 2019 — 9:30 pm
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