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Let’s start the week with a little ass

From a country show we went to this weekend. He was three weeks old on Saturday.

August 20, 2018 — 9:06 pm
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Worst case of coffee table rings ever

This again. Though we’ve had some rain now in our little corner of Jollye Olde, it’s still pretty dry and droughty everywhere. And we know what that means: 1,500 newly discovered archaeological sites poking out of the dry grass.

The one in the picture puzzles me. The article describes it as “a circle of pits, and later burial mounds and traces of a settlement.” But the circles look too neat and round to be super ancient. And they overlap so much! This was a very busy place over a very long time. For some reason.

‘Retha Franklin has joined the choir eternal. KMM takes the dick. You know what that means: NEW DEADPOOL FRIDAY.

August 15, 2018 — 8:03 pm
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This room is in the attic of a Seventeenth Century stately home in North Yorkshire. There’s an old, old legend that a woman called Mad Mary was once locked up in it for life.

In 1839, Charlotte Brontë was working nearby as a governess. She toured the house, heard the legend and BOOM, Jane Eyre.

The staircase (at right) was paneled over in 1880 and the room was lost. It was only rediscovered in 2004 when the current owner began major renovations. They have supposedly left it just as they found it.

Here are a couple of articles about it in the Telegraph and the Independent. The story is several years old, but I only ran across it today and was sure you would love it.




August 14, 2018 — 9:14 pm
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Ah, that felt good

This is a scene from the village fete of a very posh, very beautiful little settlement we visited this weekend. It’s the thing where you throw wet sponges at some poor bastard in the stocks, no doubt in aid of some charity or other. And, yes, he’s wearing a mask of Donald Trump.

People who inject politics where it doesn’t belong. Am I right?

It’s one of our favorite fetes. Rich people throw out the damnedest thing. Last time, we got an enormous (if not absolutely complete) Minton tea service for, like, £5. No great triumphs this year, but we got some good books and some jam from the Bible society and a sausage on a roll.

I debated saying something to Trump Mask Guy for harshing my mellow. I’d regret it forever if I didn’t, youknow? so as we were leaving, I walked up and whispered in his ear, “I voted for that man, and I have never regretted it.”

Couldn’t see his face 🙁

August 13, 2018 — 9:35 pm
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What do I need to learn more about…?

Bought myself a pair of bluetooth headphones so I can cordlessly listen to something interesting while I do all this boring housework. I’ve paired them up with my old phone — the one I baptized in the toilet. Helpful hint: old cellphones make perfectly good wifi devices after you take the phone chip out.

I’ve been listening to podcasts and YouTubes, which I find a much better work aid than music. I’ve got a good selection of English history, true crime, ghost stories (I’m as psychic as a potato, but I love me a good ghost story).

I’m kind of deficient in the sciences — I’ve found a few, but I’m not wild about any of them. The one about gut microbes is short and infrequent. The big mainstream science ones are so far all NPR-ish and twee, if you know what I mean.

Any recommendations? Not just science, I mean. Anything talky-talky you like to listen to.

Not working all the time, though. Tomorrow, we have two fetes and a barbecue. Have a good weekend!

p.s. I found my cache of NRA t-shirts. Woot!

August 10, 2018 — 9:38 pm
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The best part of any major housekeeping operation…

Is finding all the superfluous, stray, half-empty and out-of-date booze, and ‘cleaning it up’.

I’m all about sacrificing for my fambly.

August 9, 2018 — 9:47 pm
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Weasel versus hair


I got this thing in the mail today. What’s even sadder is, I was kind of excited about it.

It’s a rubber brush, good for tweezing cat hair out of carpets. So I’m told.

I’ve been reading ‘helpful housecleaning tips’ websites. Which is pretty seriously out of character.

Have I mentioned my cousin is coming to visit in a few weeks?


August 8, 2018 — 9:48 pm
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That there’s a fox

I knew they’d bred foxes to be tame in Russia, but I didn’t realize it was part of a deliberate scientific study. They bred friendly foxes to friendly foxes and aggressive foxes to aggressive foxes and now (in a process they probably didn’t imagine when they started out sixty years ago) they’ve been able to sequence both genomes and compare.

There are about a hundred gene differences between the two groups of foxes, but they zeroed in on one gene in particular — one that is associated with with autism and Alzheimer’s in humans. That bit isn’t relevant, I just thought it was weird and interesting.

The thing I thought was cool: as the fox generations became friendlier, they developed things like white spots, floppy ears, curly tails. Physical characteristics we associate with domestic animals.

A NatGeo article about the study is here, which links to the actual study.

August 6, 2018 — 9:08 pm
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We went to the opening of that art show I told you about tonight, and one of my two had already sold by the time we got there! The gallery was packed full and hot as blazes, but gosh that was gratifying.

Got back to find a message informing me I’ve got fambly coming to visit in a month. Holy shit, the housecleaning I have to do!

The illustration? From this post back in 2009:

So I was tucking into my ptomaineburger and fries, and Uncle B was reaching over to nick some chips, when he made the shush face.

The man at the next table said, “no, it was definitely a stoat. Bigger than a weasel.”

“Yes,” a woman trilled, “and it was running around all night, stealing the chips right off people’s plates.”

I don’t remember that at all! Yes, expect more exciting recycled posts as I totally panic about all the shit I have to do in the very near future. Have a good weekend!

August 3, 2018 — 9:46 pm
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Yay me!

A couple of weeks ago, on a whim, I entered a couple of paintings in a very prestigious local art exhibit. And I got in! Which is awesome. This area is rich in artards, some of whom are really very good. So, yay me.

But that leaves me in a tough spot. The annual show for the local art association I belong to is a couple of weeks away, and now I’m short of stuff to put in. Like, I got nothing.

You dance with the one that brung you, so I’m doing my best to pull some things together. I’m very, very slow. It’s not that I spend so much time on each painting (though I sometimes do), but I like to leave and come back over a long period of time. It’s the main reason I never took up as a freelance illustrator — too slow.

Anyway, busy is all I’m saying. Excuses, excuses. That, plus cleaning a tiny, stinky litterbox like FOUR times a day.

The drawings? Repost. What can I say. Work doodles from ten years ago.

August 2, 2018 — 10:03 pm
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