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Dead Pool Round 143: So soon already?

I posted last night. Honest I did. I just didn’t hit the post button.

Eh, I guess it’s one in the can for next week.

Pablo takes the dick with Ramsey Clark. Last surviving member of LBJ’s cabinet. I remember the name, but I didn’t remember anything about him. I don’t know. I think I’ll keep it that way.

Hm. Have any of the picks in the last year died of the ‘Rona? I don’t think so. Huh.

Are we ready? Then let’s begin.

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 16, 2021 — 6:00 pm
Comments: 35

lol

Well, I laughed.

I can’t help thinking giving people an empty year to fill with social media was a very bad idea.

I mean, everything about the last year has been a very bad idea, but Twitter is a one-way ticket to Crazy Town.

Though 2020 was the year all the dystopian science fiction stories we came true. I’ve read some wild-ass conspiracy theories in the last thirteen months and I believe about 80% of them.

By the way, if you haven’t followed the Twitter slapfight between Neil deGrasse Tyson and Steak-umms on the nature of science you have missed a treat. Steak-umms is the correct side, obviously. Also, someone said the person running that social media account is a son of David Koresh.

The Internet is weird, man.

April 14, 2021 — 8:07 pm
Comments: 16

Hello? 1996?

Hey, remember when phones were getting smaller and smaller instead of bigger and more complicated?

Ran across this in a box of junque as I embarked on a Spring clean. Cleaning is something I’m not at all good at. For a big clean, what I generally do is start at the front door and work my way through the house foot by foot, sorting crap and cleaning as I go.

Everything I have a place for gets put away, but behind me as I move a wave grows of things that are probably useless but I’m unwilling to throw away. A spare electric toothbrush charger. The harmonica my father sent me shortly before he died. Allll the USB cables in the worrrrld.

At the end, I’m left with a hard knot of puzzling rubbish. Usually, it goes in a box and the box gets wheeled into the Raiders of the Lost Ark warehouse.

I’m holding on to the phone, though. Could come in handy if they make us use the test and trace app.

April 13, 2021 — 7:54 pm
Comments: 11

Frrreeeeedom (just a little, anyway)

You may be aware we copped some level of freedom today. Nonessential shops were allowed to open. And pubs, but only if they had outside seating areas.

This resulted in situations where you were allowed to go inside to the toilet and pass by the bar both ways, but on no account could you stop at the bar on the way back and grab a pint of beer. No, that would be unsafe. A member of staff will bring it to you.

This goofy weirdo is responsible for a lot of the rules. Matt Hancock, MP from West Suffolk and Secretary of State for Health and Social Care. I’m convinced he’s a sadist.

This video clip is a perfect litmus test. If you’re a proponent of masks, you will think it’s Matt crying with emotion after the very first vaccine is released. If, on the other hand, you are a cynical weasel, you will think he’s laughing his ass off and struggling to hide it.

Bonus clip: Matt flops into his seat like Woody from Toy Story.

Anyway, it did my heart good to see most of the shops in the high street open again. Let’s see how much more freedom we’re allowed to have.

April 12, 2021 — 8:19 pm
Comments: 7

Dead Pool Round 142: Farewell to the Duke

BullDawgGal takes it the HRH Phillip, Duke of Edinburgh. My old lady friends are all very sad.

I’m annoyed. The queen sends a postcard to Britons for their 100th birthday and I wanted to see if she sent him one in two months.

I bet it was a in-joke between them. They seemed like that kind of a couple.

Are we 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.


That was a short one! (Though not the shortest ever). Pablo takes it with Ramsey Clark!

April 9, 2021 — 6:00 pm
Comments: 54

Oof

I host because I’m a computer geek, not because I’m important.

The googly eyes are how my eyes feel after scanning for intruders for an hour and a half. Also, because knew I already had a picture of googly eyes after Amazon tried to sell me a dime bag eight years ago for some reason.

Some people are still mad about their googly eye purchase. Apparently, the bag of 500 googly eyes doesn’t have any large ones. Poor form.

Naturally, I’m not suggesting you buy googly eyes from Amazon. Do what I do: use Amazon as a search engine, find the exact make and model of the thing you want, then use it as a search term to find another place to buy it. I’ve decided giving my money to a man who hates me is a bad idea.

Bonus Martian-to-human humor translator. Wikipedia explains googly eyes:

Googly eyes, or wiggle eyes, are small plastic crafting items used to imitate eyeballs. Googly eyes traditionally are composed of a white plastic or card backing covered by a clear, hard-plastic shell, encapsulating a black plastic disk. The combination of a black circle over a white disk mimics the appearance of the sclera and pupil of the eye to humorous effect. The inner black disk is allowed to move freely within the larger clear plastic shell, which makes the eyes appear to move when the googly eyes are tilted or shaken.

The plastic shells come in a variety of sizes ranging from 3⁄16 inch (4.8 mm) to over 24 inches (610 mm) diameter. The inner disks come in a variety of colors including pink, blue, yellow, red and green. Googly eyes are used for a variety of arts and crafts projects including pipe cleaner farm animals, silly sock puppets, mischievous pranks, and other creations. Googly eyes may also be attached to inanimate objects in order to give the objects a “silly” or “cute” appearance. This use often personifies the objects for a humorous effect.

The best part? It has a “citations needed” banner at the top.

AHOY! BullDawgGirl wins it with Prince Philip. All my old lady friends are sad. We have just enough time to squeeze in a NEW DEAD POOL. See you back here at 6 WBT.

April 8, 2021 — 8:06 pm
Comments: 12

Our great grandparents were weird

Sometimes, I try to get into the mindset of a Victorian. They were a very peculiar people. I came across this story today. I won’t spoil it, though you can see what’s coming a mile away. I’ll just say, my reaction to that event would have been very, very different.

They had unfathomable viewns about death. Like the man who stuffed kittens and posed them in huge dioramas. Kittens are cute, he reasoned, so…? I’ve blogged about him before. (Post includes a link to the horrifying but entertaining crappy taxidermy site).

Walter Potter’s museum of dead animals was broken up and sold in 2003, though they have since gotten a number of pieces together again to show more than once.

Here’s more about Potter from Steyning Museum, which would have been local to the original collection. They tried, and failed, to buy some pieces for their collection (too expensive).

I sat next to a woman from Steyning Museum at a historical do once. She didn’t want to talk about the kittens.

April 7, 2021 — 8:05 pm
Comments: 17

Huh.

The nearby village of Dallington, one of whose sons perished in Custer’s Last Stand.

Turns out, it’s not a very interesting story. They’re not sure what the guy’s name was or if it’s even true.

But I was surprised to read that 700 went in, but 268 died. I thought they were wiped out to a man.

We visited Little Bighorn when I was a kid. They buried the men where they fell and marked them with tombstones. There was one way off on a hill and my dad said to me, “look, that guy was running away.”

Wikipedia tells me Dallington Church was torn down in 1864 and rebuilt somewhere else. Just the old 15th C tower and spire were re-used.

Okay, you know what? That’s not very interesting either.

April 6, 2021 — 8:34 pm
Comments: 10

Do Not Want

It hovers around freezing at night for a week. This is bad news since the lambs are little and Uncle B is anxious to plant out the garden for this year.

We can’t catch a break with the weather.

Hope you had a great Easter weekend. Next up: leftovers!

April 5, 2021 — 7:27 pm
Comments: 7

Happy Good Friday!

I got nothing today, so have a snapshot of the boys. This was Tuesday, though. Today it was horrible and gray.

Good weekend, everyone!

April 2, 2021 — 7:36 pm
Comments: 9