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Of course, there may be a reason why we have coffee 3,000 miles apart…

Nobody thinks you’re funny, Uncle B. You’re not number one for anything.

I’ve got a C. arabica (Kona variety) plant. I bought the seeds from a company in California called http://www.tradewindsfruit.com/
It’s only 85¢ shipping per order and it usually gets here within the week.
I love my coffee plant, but I left it in my little polythene-type greenhouse over night during a recent frost and the heater must’ve run out of paraffin or the wicks burnt short or something and so now its leaves are in the process of turning from lustrous, waxy, deep green to poo-brown, dull and crispy, and they have the nasty habit of falling off.
If only global warming was real.

Of course, now that you’ve written another post with “smell of weasel” in it, your hits will simply increase.

I have the same problem with “liver cirrhosis”. You wouldn’t believe how many hits that phrase generates. Yes you would.

Is growing a poppy plant illegal?

Is growing a poppy plant illegal?

Papaver somniferum? No, but scratching the pods and extracting the opium latex is.

If only global warming was real! B and I have been pissing and moaning and comparing our heating bills lately. He’s burning wood, I’m burning…money, by the look of it. This boiler won’t live through the winter.

That gets me every time the price of oil goes up. There are all these stories about the cost at the pump and people being mugged for gas money. When the cost of gas goes up, my car expenses go up by about twenty bucks…and my heating bill goes up by about two hundred.

Onkle B grew me Papaver somniferum at the house in London. I’m partial to opiates. I never had the courage to harvest them, though.

I reckon I’m a natural born junky. Or is that junkie? So I’ve carefully limited myself to the ones I get legal. Which aren’t many or often, sadly.

Yeah – I kinda figured that part was frowned upon. Just curious. I wonder if poppy seeds will “malt” if germinated, and produce a sugar? It’d be an interesting brew.

Interesting in what way?
Also – assuming the malting process could be used on P. somniferum seeds – wouldn’t the size of them factor in somehow? I mean, barley is sort of substantial, but poppy seeds are about the diameter of a pinhead.
Do you have any brewing experience McG?

Interesting to see if it retained any soporific effect.

Do the seeds actually contain any opiates though? I mean, they sell them at the supermarket for cooking. And all the times I’ve tipped a few tablespoons into whatever it is I was cooking to make it look less like a retard had made it, I didn’t feel the urge to sit on the floor and stare at my feet for eight hours afterwards.

Careful with this one. P. somniferum is legal to grow in the UK, but I believe it’s an offence in the USA.

And I understand that the seeds do contain minute quantities of opiates – enough to get you busted in some Middle Eastern countries where they test for the most microscopic quantities – but I believe The Weasel knows all about this because she’s fascinated by opiates.

For some strange reason…

Sad about the coffee plant, Gibby. I had one years ago and I couldn’t even keep it alive indoors.

They retain enough to make you trip a drug screening. There’s a program over here called Myth Busters that tests urban legends to see if there’s any truth in them. They were surprised to find that one is true: a poppyseed bagel is enough to make you fail a drug screening.

And there was that British dude popped on drugs charges coming through Dubai for three poppyseeds from his seed cake at Heathrow. So it’s enough to trip the sniffers, too.

Jesus. Three seeds. I stand corrected then. I still doubt you’d be able to feel it though.
I think we have Myth Busters here. In fact, I know we do, because I’ve seen an episode of it. One where they tested if it was possible to shoot someone through their sniper rifle scope. It was.
I can’t deny I’m upset about my coffee plant. It was growing really well on the window sill. I wouldn’t mind so much if it weren’t fr the fact that coffee seeds are so difficult to germinate. Right up there with olives and tea.
Guess I’ll have to order some more…

I didn’t want to brew poppy beer for the opiates. It would just be for the novelty of the results. I was just curious.

Gibby – I’ve brewed beer a few times, with – to me – mediocre results. I don’t really care for the yeasty taste, or beer for that matter. I brewed honey mead once, let the case sit a year, and drank all of it. I’d let it go too long fermenting and it was more like champagne. Very light and bubbly, and really high in alcohol!

I saw that sniper rifle episode. It was neat.

Gibby, isn’t there some lunatic trying to grow tea commercially down in Cornwall?

No idea, that’s your neck of the woods (sort of), not mine. Good luck to him though. I’ve got a small C. sininsis plant in the front garden (where the dog can’t eat it). Hopefully it’ll grow into a big old bush and I can make my own green tea.
Yeah, that sniper rifle episode was cool. The non-ginger of the two is a real good shot. Or so it seems to someone like me who’s never fired a gun.

Cornwall? Good God – it’s hundreds of miles away – not to mention full of ragged arsed old hippies when you get there.

Hateful place.

Yup… and here’s a link

http://www.tregothnan.co.uk/tea-garden/p_302/

Hey, I didn’t mean to insult you. I meant it’s daan saarf. And so are you.
Say, us it too early to put the spuds in yet?

Nah… that’s West, not Sarf. Anyway, the Cornish don’t think they’re part of England.

And spuds? I wouldn’t until April, especially up there in t’frozen North 😉

I believe the proper term is Dirty North (something to do with heavy industry which we used to have before the unions systematically went about destroying it), which, incidentally, does spend a lot of time…frozen.

Ha ha! Get these two! They live on an island no bigger’n a fried fart, and they’re arguing regional differences!

Um – would it be improper to ask what daan saarf means?

Hee! Weasel pwns the two Brits in a stunning move! Stoaty wins teh internets today!

McGoo – daan saarf = down south I think.

It’s “down south” with a goofy accent. Aren’t they a hoot, McGoo? It’s like listening to English before it became a language.

No, not at all McG. ‘Daan saarf’ is ‘down south’ in cockney.
Yes, this island is small and cold and windy, but god damn if it isn’t, uh, an island…

Daan Saarf was a famous British cribbage player, known as “the bad boy of cribbage.”

He married a girl from a Spice Girls knock-off, and died of erotic asphyxiation.

Just ask the Oracle.

Didn’t Daan Saarf invent the Dirty Sanchez? Or was that a dream?

Thank’s Gibby. I get it now. Belatedly. With a mighty duh-like thud.

Yes, Weaz, they’re strange. But an interesting strange. Did you grow them yourself, from seeds?

Coincidence strikes again, Weaz.

I’m reading “The American Home Front 1941-42” by Alistair Cooke. He’s touring the US the year after WW2 started. He goes through Garyowen Montana and mentions that it is Custer’s marching song.

You know what’s weird, McGoo? Uncle B says English people think Alistair Cooke had a very American accent from spending so much time here (he used to work here weekdays and commute home on weekends for years and years). Mister Masterpiece Theater? American accent?

Did you see what happened to him after he died, btw? A ring of human chop-shops in New York stole his bones for medical uses. And he had cancer in his bones!

No! Stole his bones? That sucks. Jeez.

He mentions in the book that his British accent had faded from being here so much. Said it helped him in getting along here, everyone being overly suspicious with the war on and everything. Maybe the Brits were onto something.

Yep. Looks like it’s just going to trial now. The ringleader is copping a plea.

Well they might think his accent faded, but he sounded plenty Britical to me.

Holy crap. They ought to bone him like a fish and sell the result for bone grafts and such. Give him the ol’ Burke & Hare treatment.

I always thought he sounded English as Tandoori Chicken and Curry.

Has your hit rate gone up, Weaz?

Heh. I’ve only gotten about ten hits off’n it. Pretty mild for an ace-a-lanche, but it is a Saturday night and a co-blogger.

Wait…was there something else?

No – nothing else. I’m glad the Zombie Reagan is getting some publicity. I noticed that doubleplusundead (who linked you) has a “billy moronblogger” icon over there. Cool.

I love you guys.
That is all.

I’d say you got a few more than ten hits overnight, Weaz.

An extra coupla hundred…that about doubles my usual eyeball quota. I think an acelanche spiked me up to, like, 900 once (that was for Muslim flambé).

My plan is to draw them in, then get them hooked on the Catsophone. We’re going platinum, baby!

Good plan!

Werewolf.

I’m…speechless.

Rejoice, fellow Americans, for today we have saved an hour. Take that, H. G. Wells.

Never mind that we have to give it back this Fall. Is this a great country or what?

Did you just step out of a werewolf video? Gnus…honey…we lost an hour today.Which, incidentally, puts Uncle B and me grossly out of synch.

Timaaaaaay!

So Uncle B and Gibby, what are your thoughts on your pols selling your country out to the EU? You ready for your new overlords?

http://pryce-jones.nationalreview.com/post/?q=ZjI5ZGNkY2E0ODU2OTQ4YzU1ZjQyYjkwNGFhZDlkOGE=

I’m busy plaiting rope, porkbean.

We have had several generations of traitors in our political classes.

Awwww…now you’ve done it, PnB! Do you have any idea how much vodka it’ll take to make the screaming stop?

http://youtube.com/watch?v=KbjBDW1o6Zw&feature=related

I think porkn, that our (unelected) Glorious Revolutionary Government think that we’re too simple to be allowed to vote on something as important as flensing our national sovereignty and handing it over to a bunch of foreigners in case, we, you know, objected to it or something.

Is anyone else plaiting rope or they lining up to get knocked over the cliff…cause you know the leaders won’t jump. They have villas in other countries to flee to.

Or sadly, as here, they have sufficiently dumbed down the masses to babbling idiots with their hands out.

So, when are your guy’s next elections? Do you think Brown will keep his job?

Apologies if I ruined the rest of your Sunday. I appreciate the ‘Timmah’ video.

I am gloomy. I am reading bits of ‘Blacklisted by History – story of Joe McCarthy’ and bits of ‘The People’s Pottage’. FDR. I am not liking him at the moment. He knew damn well he was infested by commies. From day one the democrat party has been a festering wart on Liberty’s behind.

So, Gibby, in other words you’re saying they’re dickheads?

Yep. We’re infested with ’em too. Terrible thing to be infested with dickheads.

Here’s the new Polish digital clock:

http://www.yugop.com/ver3/stuff/03/fla.html

Not sure when our next elections are. When that Scottish fellow (who just sort of…took over) and his cabinet decide to be magnanimous enough to let us have one I suppose. I think it has to be within two years or something. Unless of course they change the law in that time.
Frankly, if they don’t lose in a historical landslide, I might have to start dealing in conspiracy theories as to why not.
Yes, McG, they’re dickheads. Dickheads of the highest calibre. Grade-A dickheads. Weapons-grade dickheads.
Nice clock.

Dumbed down to a man and woman, porknbean.

There is genuine anger out there and not solely on the part of old farts like me: but for the most part so long as there is sufficient football and reality (sic) TV, the masses won’t take to the streets.

This current lot of Marxist throwbacks has also bribed so many people with ‘welfare’ that getting them out might be harder than it should be.

And, even if we do, the alternative is indistinguishable from them.

We need a revolution.

Awwwww, Sweasel, it’s called Daylight Savings Time, no?

You say lost, I say saved. Potato, potahto. (Potatoe, if you’re Dan Quayle)

My hour is tucked away in my time piggy bank, earning minutes of interest. 🙂

Part of the problem is, who they heck are they going to vote for? Cameron? He’s dreadful. He’s spent his time repudiating Margaret Thatcher, repudiating the US and trying to convince the British public that the Tories have learned their lesson and are just like Labour now.

Oh, it’s a terrible thing.

That’s about the size of it. I was watching a few minutes of Question Time the other night whilst I was waiting for the dog to finish pinching one off outside, and it was the night of, uh, the day the news about CIA rendition flights coming through Britain, and so, on the QT panel they had the three major parties, plus some hyper-left union boss all saying different shades of the same thing.
The representative of the Conservative party (I forget his name), the party of Churchill and Thatcher, the so-called mainstream right-wing party of Britain, was saying how Gitmo was illegal according to international law and should be closed immediately, and that the inmates should be tried, in the US, according to the rights afforded to them by the US Constitution. I shit you not.
Basically, in mainstream political parties, there’s far-left (Liberal Democrats), left (Labour) and centre-left – centre (Conservatives). That’s why the British National Party is getting popular; it’s filling in the vacuum.

It’s true. The BNP’s website gets more hits than, like, the other four parties combined…or something like that.

It’s like whenever David Duke ran for anything. You hear him speak, he sounds perfectly reasonable. And then you think, “what am I thinking? This guy’s from the Klan, for chrissakes.”

What does the BNP stand for or want?

British National Party. They’re essentially the anti-immigrant party. Or “pro indigenous” as they like to call it.

The idea isn’t quite as bad on the face of it as it would be here. Barring a few invasions hundreds of years ago, Britain didn’t see substantial immigration until, like, the ’50s. Then it exploded.

But the party has a Klan-like, thuggish reputation.

British National Party.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/British_National_Party

They’re a paradox to me. They’ve got a history of anti-Semitism and Holocaust denial, but they seem to’ve dropped it in favour of concentrating on radical Islam. Indeed, they’re actually displaying behaviour which could be construed as pro-Israeli and highlighting the problem of anti-Semitism these days.
Very weird indeed.

Seeing as how the status quo is making things worse, perhaps you all should give the BNP a shot. What more do you have to lose? Shake things up. Revolute.

It just…smells of Klan, PnB. A new party that said what the BNP is saying now would be one thing, but (as Gibby says) their history is unsavory.

Well, then there’s the UK Independence Party — which is for getting the UK out of the EU. And the Lib-Dems (which are to the left of Labour). And there’s a Green party, too, isn’t there?

The opposition is too fragmented.

I’m still very wary of their past (which may or may not be totally consigned to their past). Their leader is still somebody who once described the Holocaust as the ‘Holo-hoax’ for instance. And their politcal ideology is described by wiki (for what it’s worth) as White Nationalism.
They are becoming significantly more popular though. And it’s in the north of England (where I live) where they’re making the most progress.
I don’t think it’ll be long before they start appearing on the ballot.

It just…smells of Klan, PnB

So does the democrat party and Obama’s church, but that never let anyone stop them.

Leaving aside their past connections with pathetic Hitler fanboys, the real problem with the BNP, from my point of view, is that they are a statist party.

I happen to believe that government is the problem – not the solution.

That said, some of their policies are, clearly, very sensible.

Maybe we American need to export some common-sensical libertarians to England.

I know! We dub thee, Stoat E. Weasel, President of the Anglo-American Libertarian Glorious Revolution Alliance, LLC.

Plenty of libertarianish Brits out there, Musli. That’s where we got it from (the Founding Fathers were all British citizens).

It’s knowing how many are pissed off and what to do with the anger. I suppose I’ll spend the rest of my life trying to work out the difference between Britain and America. But one thing, I think: Brits are more comfortable being pissed off at the government. Americans tend to take government personally.

Oh, we have libertarians right enough, Muslihoon, but I’m afraid it’s a seed that doesn’t seem to like European soil.

Even when we get a political current favouring a vaguely free economic policy, it’s usually blissfully wedded to a hang ’em, thrash ’em and flog ’em social policy.

And, of course, the converse is also true.

Well, I learn something new every day.

Not to change the subject or anything, but have you heard of Vicky Pollard of Little Britain fame? Quite funny.

Part one of her arrest in Thailand.
Part two.

Do check out the rest of the videos with her. Quite hilarious. A spoof on the English chav, innit?

One video from another series, the British prime minister and his assistant Sebastian: If you love him….

Another video of Sebastian: Sebastian in the United States.

Well, Badger House has stood here since… who knows? There’s a plaque on the door saying this sett was dug in 1588 – but that’s just a convenient date for plaque makers (the year of the Spanish Armada and all that). The truth is, no one knows. My lawyer found a charge on the house from the Crown, sometime in the early 17th Century, but that doesn’t say how long the old place had already been nestled down here, watching the tides come and go. Enjoying the sunlight, sensing human lives blur like the dizzy flight of bees.

It’s the tides that could be the problem tonight. We’re not so far from the sea. Dear Olde is about to be hit by a mini-hurricane, (courtesy of Canuckistan apparently – thanks, chaps – aboot when do you think it will land?).

I’ve got the candles ready, a charged laptop battery, plenty of wood for the stove and that lovely, tingly ‘Oh shit – the world’s about to end’ buzz that makes mountain men of us all.

Mmmm.. Heinz baked beans cooked on a Camping Gaz stove by candlelight!

Who said romance is dead?

Sounds like you’ll be up all night, Badger. Cook some beans, pour a quart of Olde Paintstripper for yourself, light a candle, and get the Catsophone out and practice Western ballads while listening to the blowing storm.

Whoo, whoo whoo whee!

That’s about it, McGoo. It’s just gone two a.m. here – and the wind is really starting to roar.

I guess we’re not in Kansas anymore, Toto.

Be safe.

Be safe, Uncle B. Do keep us updated. Live-blogging the storm? In any case, I hope you and your castle remain safe, sound, and warm.

No word from Uncle B yet. My computer rebooted itself overnight. Sympathy, I guess.

I WANT MY HOUR BACK.

Well in this corner of merry olde, all is well. Some flooding in parts of the West and power lines down in a few places, I hear.

I might drive down to look at the sea later. If there’s any fun, I’ll report back. Thanks for the good wishes.

Ah. Good-o, Uncle B. Ummm…wait. Why are we communicating through my blog?

I just read an article about brain enhancing drugs in the New York Times. They managed to write a two page article on the ethical implications of brain doping without addressing the two issues that would answer the question: do they work? And are there negative side effects?

If they don’t work, there’s no issue. If there aren’t any negative side effects, there’s no issue. If they don’t work and they have negative side effects, you’d be a moron to take them. So, only if they do work and they do have negative effects is there a problem.

Jesus, bad journalism makes me angry.

Skype down? Glad Badger survived. I hope he practiced the Catsophone last night. Whoo, whoo.

What? What could be unethical about brain-boosting (assuming no side-effects)? ‘Cause it’s not ‘fair’? Screw that.

I notice that Microsoft has once again decided that I didn’t really want them to get my permission before updating my machine. The updated me the other day at about 3am and rebooted.

I may have to ‘have speaks’ with MS.

No, Skype’s okay…it’s just, Uncle B and I are an hour out of synch now. They don’t change the clocks until the end of the month.

Ohhhhh….heyyyy…is that why my machine rebooted itself in the night? Because I lost part of a catsophone album cover in the process! I didn’t give it permission to do that…

You lost a Catsophone album effort because of MS? Dammit!

Well, no, just since the last edit point. Those things are a pain in the ass, though. And I’m not just talking for the cats.

I keep imagining a catsophone scene – no! I will not risk spoiling your effort by anticipating it. Our minds have traveled the same road simultaneously too many times to ignore the possibility.

All the really good ideas involve too damn many cats, McGoo. Anything that smells of actual work loses interest for me quickly. My personal watchwords are lazy and shiftless.

Yep. I envision many campfire and saloon scenes with multiple catsophones. And medieval scenes, too, for some reason.

Lazy and shiftless are good goals to work towards. They consume less energy!

With havin so much content and articles do you ever run into any problems of
plagorism or copyright violation? My site has a lot of completely unique content I’ve either written myself or outsourced but it appears a lot of it is popping it up all over the internet without my agreement. Do you know any techniques to help stop content from being stolen? I’d definitely appreciate it.