I tried to kiss her, she walked away
I finished another week of my humor blog without running out of things to write about. I do have fears of that, yes, and you can probably tell there are days that I'm slumming, especially when I have a high-effort thing going on my mathematics blog. But I haven't run out yet! Somehow. If you didn't read all this on your RSS reader or your Friends page then here's the week's pieces:
- What To Do For Valentine’s Day which I guess is not so timely now but, what the heck.
- What I’m Thinking About While Telecommuting and the home office is snowed in but I'm not.
- Statistics Saturday: Birdhouse In Your Soul In Alphabetical Order which at least
chefmongoose liked but I swear it made me dizzy to compile.
- What’s Going On In The Phantom (Sundays)? so you're caught up on nearly all the story strips.
- 105 Minutes Of Your Life You Won’t Get Back, Unlike Any Other 105 Minutes Somehow? or me recommending a podcast episode.
- What I Need In A Science Fiction Novel To Get Me To Read It (good advice for any writers here!)
- Probably Wouldn’t Know What To Do After The End Of The World Anyway, based on an actual dream so you know it's interesting.
- How Dry I Am, this week's big piece, which I'm already thinking about taking in to the shop for major renovations. Hm.
And now to pictures from the last day of our Omena vacation. This'll close out what we saw of the house and then on Sunday should come some pictures that will blow your mind. Promise.
The kitchen of the rental house. It was also the room we'd kept our rabbit in, inside a pen in front of the oven there. He seemed to take it well enough and we didn't have any serious issues except where we discovered how the sink was backed up through no fault of our own.
See? We can clean up a dining room well enough. Under the table you may be able to make out the trap door leading to the basement.
The living room with the carpet we were so afraid of getting dirty we didn't use the living room for anything until the last night.
And the ... other ... living room, including it turns out a modest but respectable DVD collection underneath. We put the stereo cables back where the house's instructions told us they should have been; when we had first got there the cables had fallen to the floor or something and we were a bit lost.
Reverse angle on the rug too scary to use.
bunny_hugger consults with our lost rabbit during his last morning in the yard of the house we rented. Considering that he was just barely recovering from a fly strike that left him closer to death than we imagined he is in really good shape. But I notice his nictitating membrane in his eye there, often a sign of pain.
Trivia: About 190,000 persons hired by the Civil Works Administration were classified as ``non-manual and professional'' laborers, including artists, teachers, window dressers, bookbinders, historians, architects, statisticians, and clerks. Source: American-Made: The Enduring Legacy of the WPA: When FDR Put The Nation To Work, Nick Taylor.
Currently Reading: The Honor Code: How Moral Revolutions Happen, Kwame Anthony Appiah.
PS: Reading the Comics, February 11, 2017: Trivia Edition, some more comic strips none of them very deep.
