Settler words&music in S'ólh Téméxw, (leanpub.com/upsun) living where privilege meets precarity in MST country. she/her/they———– Novels: Midnite Moving Co., Upsun; Sweep Off Those Waves coming soon, Hair Sinister after that. —Restore All Indigenous Lands!
And I thought WTF?
Then somebody ran out, bought one, cooked it, and posted the results to the internet.
Scanged from reddit, and very, very worth it. The description of what happened when he opened the can triggered hysterics, and his place setting is to die for.
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Quiz courtesy of Whirlpool Parts from Easy Appliance Parts
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I had heard about this prank on the internests but this is the full meal deal, lots of detail, trip report of a major prank on Best Buy.
Allegra pouts because she took a wonderful video at Conflikt and one of the principals flatly refuses to let her publicly post it. Trust me, it’s funny as hell. But ya gotta respect the wishes of others…. sigh.
Once again, thanks Chipper.
Chameleons don’t change colours to avoid predation; they change colours to pull chicks and trounce rivals.
Thanks to Chipper for the link, that was edifying.
I have a lot of really awesome friends, and I got a compelling demonstration of it tonight.
Now, to cleanup, so my brother doesn’t think I’m too slovenly to live with!!!!
The office is deserted. Somebody just texted me that the batteries on his snowshoes are dead. I skidded in to work this morning thinking – that’s funny, I can’t hear any buses!
There are tunes to be written
Gather now with all your power
Ever after swear to hold your tongue
We will sing in this darkest hour
The song that never, ever should be sung
(then everybody break out into their favourite verse of “Banned from Argo)
…. and having a home to come home to. I hear through the net that a filker (not somebody attending Conflikt) just died in a housefire. If the tributes now pouring in are anything to go by, Greg was much loved and will be much missed. The condo is a write off – the cats didn’t make it out either. I imagine the people left at the con will be pretty much stunned by this. I light a candle for Greg’s surviving family.
I light a candle for someone I know who has suffered a miscarriage.
I light a candle for daughter Katie, who is having a very rough go right now.
I light a candle for my granny, who has needed 24/7 coverage as she recovers from a minor but debilitating ailment.
I light a candle for Lady Miss Banjola and Shaddyr, and hope the rest of the con goes smoothly.
I’m going to be performing at the congregational dinner – again – and this time I’ll be providing percussion, who knew!? I’ve got a busy week coming up.