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A truckload of these has turned over on a highway near me tonight. They don’t say if they were headed out or headed in. I suspect the copper who tweeted this stole the photo off the internet: that’s an American phone number, and they don’t call it a Porta-Potty here.

It’s a Porta-Loo, which has caused epithet problems for poor train nut and ex-politician Michael Portillo.

Also, true story: my mother had an Indian kidney specialist named Dr Pordapodi, pronounced portapotty. They choose their own last names when they immigrate, but I don’t know if he picked that deliberately.

Yes, it’s raining. I got wet coming and going this morning. I was just settling in with a book and a very dry martini, when I suddenly thought – holy shit, I haven’t posted!

And now I have.


Comment from DurnedYankee
Time: November 27, 2019, 12:09 am

A Vodka Martini?


So! Another clue as to your true identity Ms Weasel.

If that IS your name!

On another sort of related tangent.
It turns out one of the inventors of the justly famous .577/450 Martini-Henry falling block rifle was also the guy who invented the Martini.

Freidrich von Martini was mixing dry vermouth and gin at their rifle work shop in Switzerland one afternoon when Alexander Henry, a scotch drinker and Scotsman, who had never heard of such a drink, asked Martini what he was mixing.

“Zis? I call it a Martini, Henry” was the Swissy’s response.

And so after they knocked off about a half dozen each, they so named the rifle after the drink because they decided the rifle would probably deliver a similar kick to recipients of any rounds it sent down range.

That’s my story, and if it wasn’t made up, I would be a bit surprised.

Comment from CantHarkMyCry
Time: November 27, 2019, 12:37 am

“When ‘arf of your bullets fly wide in the ditch
Don’t call your Martini a cross-eyed old bitch;
She’s human as you are — you treat her as sich
An’ she’ll fight for the young British soldier.”

Comment from Some Vegetable
Time: November 27, 2019, 1:44 am

I cannot dispute DurnYankee’s origin story for the Martini, nor quibble with the fundamental truth of Can’tHark’s caution to the young to handle their martinis gently and with due respect.

I can only offer

The American Standard Safety Code And Requirements for Dry Martinis K100.1


Comment from CantHarkMyCry
Time: November 27, 2019, 2:31 am

Oh, Some Veg!
And yup!

Comment from weasel again
Time: November 27, 2019, 1:49 pm

No, gin. Gin, a splash of very dry vermouth, and three olives. My favorite bit is the brine off the olives, but there’s obviously a lot more olives than brine, so I have to pace myself.

Comment from Pupster
Time: November 27, 2019, 4:29 pm

In Minnesota they call it a “biffy”.

Comment from DurnedYankee
Time: November 27, 2019, 4:32 pm

So, what kind of olives!?

Not Calamata right?

Never had a Martini, and good Scotch Whisky does not want additives.

But Mrs Durned tells the story of when she was 19ish and her mother had to explain to her that her boss, Patrick Hurley (RIP) was not drinking water with olives in it at 10:00 in the morning.

“Who would drink water with olives at 10:00 in the morning!
I wouldn’t even drink that in the afternoon!”

Comment from S. Weasel
Time: November 27, 2019, 8:09 pm

Regl’ar old cheap green olives. I don’t even spring for the pimentos as the unpimento’d are super cheap in Aldi.

Comment from Some Vegetable
Time: November 27, 2019, 11:02 pm

The Pimento is just a distraction anyhow.

Actually, my current favorite Martini right now is 3 parts Bombay Sapphire to 1 part Cointreau…..

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