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Happy spring equinox!

Or, as the Anglo Saxons called it, Ēosturmōnaþ (AY-oh-stoor-moh-nath) the festival to the goddess Ēostre. Nobody knows the nature of the festivities, but everyone has a spring festival of some kind. Everybody happy when spring come.

Or maybe he made all that shit up. The venerable Bede is the only one who named Ēostre as a goddess.

Who knew Chuck Norris could die? That must be one courageous heart attack that took him on. @smedleythebarbarian tripped over Rule Zero, but let us welcome him to the Dead Pool fold. I don’t recall seeing that handle before.

Good weekend. Go thou and drink to Ēosturmōnaþ!

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Comment from Rich Rostrom
Time: March 20, 2026, 8:23 pm

Smedleythebarbarian’s been missing since DP 129, but that was his 43rd pick (the first was in DP 5). But welcome back.

BTW, was “smedley” in DPs 150, 153, and 154 the same?


Comment from Durnedyankee
Time: March 20, 2026, 8:28 pm

Death got Chuck Norris while he was sleeping because he was afraid to take him on when he was awake.

Adios Chuck. RIP.


Comment from S. Weasel
Time: March 20, 2026, 8:39 pm

Well! You’d know, Rich. I’d have to find the posts on the site to check the IP, and even that wouldn’t be decisive (if they were different).


Comment from S. Weasel
Time: March 20, 2026, 8:42 pm

It’s a bit rich that my own comments go into the moderation queue :/


Comment from QuasiModo
Time: March 20, 2026, 9:44 pm

RIP Chuck 🙏

Happy Spring and a nice weekend.


Comment from Rich Rostrom
Time: March 22, 2026, 3:39 am

Ms. Weasel: I was trying to ask him. I should have phrased that better.


Comment from tominor
Time: March 22, 2026, 2:02 pm

Chuck Norris woke in a sweat. He could feel Death gripping him by the ankles, dragging him away. This was no mortal enemy! Chuck Norris tried to kick, but his legs were already dead. “Noooo!” he screamed as he slid inexorably towards the threshold. He flailed about desperately with his hands, struggling for something, anything to hold on to. But there was nothing solid to grab, only Bob Mueller.

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