Sunday, December 3, 2017

Creepmas 2017

Sitting out Creepmas this year in view of the FCC's intention to get rid of Net Neutrality. I had some good stuff lined up, too. :(

Monday, November 27, 2017

1996

The internet is currently classified as telecommunications by the FCC. What they want is to reclassify it as "information services," such as it was in 1996. Let's think back to 1996 a minute please.


Monday, November 6, 2017

Saturday, November 4, 2017

Truth in Advertising

Yep. It will blow your mind just how realistic this fragrance is.

Wednesday, November 1, 2017

New Record

45 people came to spin the wheel at the Witch-Hunter's Barn.

Tomorrow I just need to gather the power cords and check for vandalism.

Tuesday, October 24, 2017

Spider

Weekly while Things 1 and 2 are playing chess, Thing 3 and I read to one another in the library. She noticed the first week that directly behind our chair, just outside the window, was a spider.

These aren't new to me and I've seen bigger, but we did make a discovery last time. When I was a kid we called these garter spiders or writing spiders, and we pretended we knew it was just nonsense when other kids teased that if they wrote your name in the web, you would soon die. Thing 1 (ever the biologist) confirmed for me that it is properly called an "Orb Weaver." I did not really question the "orb" part of the name. Thing 3 and I went outside the library for a better look though, and soon discovered...
Yeah the "orbs" are egg sacs. Our neighborly arachnid is about to hatch thousands of eight-legged horror demons onto the window. Those are nearly the size of ping-pong balls.

Hoping not to see our names written in that garter, and watching her do that vibrate-y keep-the-heck-away thing, we left off.
Thing 3 plucked a dead bluejay while I snapped these but dang if I got pix or video of that.

Monday, October 23, 2017

1974

Here's six panels of a comic (Phantom Stranger #30) that stuck with me in more vivid detail than was actually on the paper. Memory is tricky, and the farther back you go the more unreliable it is...