The lighter side of the dysfunctional apocalypse

I had to laugh at this video prediction of everything that can (and will) go wrong when the dystopian apocalypse finally happens.  It’s so dire, it’s funny. Oh, well.  At my age, I don’t have to worry about most of those problems – I doubt I’ll live long enough to encounter them.  I’ll leave them to my younger readers, who can write their own blogs (by then doubtless circulated on paper, rather than electronically) to describe them! Peter

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Saturday Snippet: “The Night Life of the Gods”

Thorne Smith was an American satirical author who flourished in the first half of last century.  Two of his books were made into successful Hollywood films, and his acerbic humor and biting wit made him a best-seller.  Many of his books are still in print. One of my favorites among his novels is “The Night Life of the Gods“. Very briefly, Smith’s protagonist, Hunter Hawk, and his light o’ love, Megaera, bring to life a number of statues of the Greek and Roman gods in a New York museum.  They then set about introducing the now-living gods to modern city life. 

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Saturday Snippet: Debugging the Oak Ridge nuclear plant

During World War II, Richard Feynman, then a very newly-graduated physicist, was sent from Los Alamos, New Mexico (the heart of the Manhattan Project to build the first atomic bomb) to Oak Ridge in Tennessee, where the nuclear material for the bomb was to be enriched.  He was tasked with making sure that the factory there would actually work, and that its design was technically and scientifically acceptable.  Needless to say, as a relative novice, he was more than a little unsure of his ground. In his book “Surely You’re Joking, Mr. Feynman!” he describes what happened.        I sat down

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Heh

Shamelessly borrowed from Chief Nose Wetter: I suppose he could use Limburger cheese, but that might be classified as an illegal biological weapon . . . Peter

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Oh, he just dropped in for a little swim .

A family in Botswana, Africa, found an unexpected guest in their swimming-pool a couple of days ago. Q:  How long do you allow a hippo to swim in your pool? A:  As long as he bloody well wants to! The Independent reports: Brent Reed, 47, said the giant male was discovered by a night watchman in the garden of his home in Maun, Botswana, in the early hours of 31 December. The safari director managed to capture pictures of his youngest son Troy, 11, and friend Kyle Steyn, 15, gazing down at the wild animal, which he said appeared completely at ease with

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A grammatical relationship?

Stephan Pastis offers some grammatical advice to start the dating new year in the right fashion.  (Click the image to be taken to a full-size version at the comic’s Web page.) I can hear my old middle-school English teacher chuckling fiendishly at that one . . . Peter

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