Instead of talking about a John Hancock, we should be talking about a Solomon II. That’s a great signature.
Cat toys, duh.
And I can tell you that, after all the time and effort in perfecting them for the cats to bat around, the cats turned up their noses and went off to play with whatever the Neolithic equivalent of a cardboard box would be.
Why not both?
“I ordered Infinite Jest by David Foster Wallace but received a box of cat turds instead. Better than expected, 5 stars out of 5, would definitely order again.”
This shit is not economics. There’s nothing in theoretical or applied economics that justifies a neo-Calhoun slave state. What’s new here is that a historian walked into the remains of this guy’s terror cell and wrote about what she found.
The Guardian article is something different.
As you do.
I bet the bank had kittens when they sent the repo men after him and found the money had been spent.
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“So there’s probably little bits of dinosaur bone up on the moon,” I asked.
“Yeah, probably.”
It reminds me of a Spock vs. Q recording that I listened to, featuring Leonard Nimoy and John DeLancie, where the two titular characters debate whether Earth (and humanity) is worth saving from an oncoming asteroid.
Some relevant quotes:
Spock: Anything is possible if the desire to obtain it is present.
Q: Yeah, well, fat lot of good desire is going to do them when they’re all burnt toast.
Spock: Which is not to say they cannot still do something.
Q: Pfft. Right. Before they’re toast?
Spock: While there’s still time.
Q: Actually, toast is too whole. They’re going to be atomized!
Spock: How insensitive.
Q: Blown out of the sky!
Spock: How crass.
Q: Smithering cities; stardust; the last run of the grunion!
Spock: How boorish.
Q: Because an asteroid the size of Montana is heading this way! So there!
Q: Fish gotta swim; asteroids gotta fly.
Spock: How do you think it makes them feel?
Q: Hmmm… Ohhhhhh, a peanut sat on a railway track; its heart was all in a flutter. Along came the midnight railway express… Bango, peanut butter!
Q: You know, you get to go up in a puff of smoke! You’re barely going to feel anything, just a little popping in the ear, and then, poof! You know, fricaseed Earth!
Q: It’ll be over in a flash! I mean, really! Oh, look, there’s just going to be a little gnashing of teeth, and say… and you know, they say a change of environment builds character!
Spock: My mother was human. I have lived and worked with humans, and have observed them closely. I believe the human race has many laudable characteristics.
Q: So did the dinosaurs. They were around for 140 million years. That didn’t stop the asteroid with their name on it.
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Fabulous description of how kludgy our vision is.
I remember trying to ask my mom, when I was but a wee lad, why the second hand on the clock would freeze for a moment when I would glance at the clock. Or why the ceiling fan blades would stop if I looked up at them quickly.
She would “tut, tut” me and say I was imagining things.