SEA SMITH DECIDE GO SEE AREA NEAR CAROLINAS HURRICANE. HE GIVE LINKS ON SAME. SEA SMITH NORMAL SAY “COME ON IN, WATER FINE” – NOT RIGHT NOW. WAIT WHILE, UNTIL FLOOD GONE. ALSO, SINCE IT (((SEA SMITH))), TOO MANY (((US))) THROW SIN IN WATER, NOW SEA SMITH DROWN IN THEM! THAT HARD TO DO TO (((SEA)))! NO MORE ATONEMENT NOW, PLZ!
ANYWAY, HERE LINKS:
FRIEND ZARDOZ WILL LIKE STORY. HE MISS HE KITTY. NO STAY IN HOUSE WITH WATER RIGHT THERE!
US NOT ONLY PLACE GET BAD STORM. SEA SMITH HOPE CHINA AND PHILIPPINES HOOMANS OK.
SEA SMITH GO NORTH AND TELL SHARK, “BAD, NO BITE HOOMANS!” THEN SCOLD SHARK. BY SCOLD, MEAN RAPE.
SEA SMITH LEAVE FOR PEOPLE SAY BAD THINGS ABOUT “JAWS”
NOW UK PEOPLE GET STORM. SEA SMITH HAVE TO VISIT MANY PLACE.
The Hyperbole’s How-to Handbook Chapter One: Pizza Sauce
Is Libertarianism inherently self-reliant? Is Self-reliance inherently Libertarian? To many Glibs the answer to these questions may seem self-evident, obvious, redundant, repetitive even. We are, after all, a hardy lot of DIYers, homebrewers, self-defenders, sausage makers, board-gamers, reloaders, backyard mechanics, at least one diorama-ist, and cranky old get-off-my-lawners. Rugged Individualism, In the original Herbert Hover sense, is the antithesis of governmental paternalism. What could be more Libertarian? However there is another side to self-reliance and libertarianism, most libertarians hold capitalism and a free market in high regard. Comparative advantage, Division of labor, and Economies of scale are prized concepts. Certainly, it is great fun to shame grown men who can’t change a flat tire but is he any less a libertarian because he relies on his cell phone service and the roadside assistance supplied by personally purchased insurance. You may be thinking “okay Hyp, maybe libertarianism doesn’t require strict self-reliance, but self-reliant people are going to lean towards libertarian, its a common characteristic” Possibly, but it’s not that hard to imagine an off-the-grid, self-composting-toilet-using, chicken-raising, self-sustaining hippie-type that would be more than happy to have the government force the rest of us to live by their rules in a misguided attempt to save the planet, some endangered timberdoodle, or what not. Self Reliance while noble and to a point worth encouraging is not inherently libertarian and vice-versa. So take heart whether you Angus MacGuyver your pizza sauce from homegrown maters squeezed through the casing of a Bic pen and simmered over a solar oven made of used tin foil and roach clips, or, like Al Czervik in the Brushwood pro shop, (or should that be Thorton Melon at the Grand Lakes University bookstore) you use your vast wealth to buy the finest of the 23 types of pizza sauce that no one needs for yourself and all your friends, you can still hold your libertarian head high. As for me, when I can, this is how I’m gonna do it.
Step 1. Plant and harvest 4-5 lbs of San Marzano Tomatoes and 4 or 5 large chile peppers of the ‘not melt your face’ variety. (For more info on growing said fruits see Chapter Four: Gardening) Rinse and slice tomatoes lengthwise, check for nasty stuff, these were pristine.
Step 2. Heat over low heat, stirring for about 10 minutes, or until the skins start to loosen up.
Step 3. Run tomatoes through the food mill that you use once a year, use a medium-sized sieve.
Step 4. (not shown) You’ve got enough to clean up already so put your milled tomato sauce in the fridge, wash up then walk down to the bar and grill for a mushroom bacon swiss burger, a few Strohs, and to ineffectually and awkwardly chat up the waitresses.
Step 5. The next evening get your shit together, tomato sauce, onions, mushrooms, garlic, peppers, red wine, and chicken thighs some sausage and some chunks of pork.
Step 6. Brown meats in oil in your heavy duty stock pot.
Step 7. Slice up about this many onions, mushrooms, and peppers.
Like so many other fields of science, astrology has tradeoffs; by increasing the certainty of the conclusions you reduce the details known. There has not yet been a heavenly Heisenberg to calculate the astrological h-bar, as far too many astrologers are really bad at math. But it probably exists. We can see the phenomenon this week in the skies. There is an alignment where Venus and Mercury are in tension with the Sun, so we know that this week you will be forced to make a choice between your love life and… something. That may sound bad, but it’s not really, because there won’t be any diminution of the one you don’t choose, it’s just that it won’t be increased.
I’ve managed to unpack my protractor and compass, so I was able to do a little bit of more precise forecasting, and that above alignment is going to snap into opposition with Jupiter on Monday. On that day, a romantic relationship is going to take a hit from an authority figure. That young hottie might turn out to be a bit too young, or you will suddenly discover the existence of an ex- (or maybe even current!) spouse that you didn’t know about. Or it could be that a bench warrant results in you and your partner being on opposite sides of reinforced glass. Like I said, the details are unclear.
The moon in Sagittarius brings inaccuracy in shooting. Coupled with crappy fishing until Nov 23rd, it’s not looking good for non-market sources of meat.
Virgo is doing particularly well this week, grabbing Mercury along with the sun. Expect good news, and if you have a career advancement opportunity take it.
The Ravens already blew the week, so I can look at today’s games with objectivity, as a fan of football rather than a fan of the Ravens. In Jewish tradition, an adult male starts the day with a prayer thanking Yahweh that he’s not a chick. Today, I started the day thanking Yahweh that I’m not a Cowboys fan, unlike certain Irish midgets whose handles I will not mention beyond “it rhymes with ‘cruddy dishes.’” And if he’s up early and looking in, I can only say, “You know who ELSE was a Cowboys fan?”
Some auspicious birthdays. Albert Szent-Gyorgyi, of course, but even more importantly, Korla Pandit.
This is a horrifying story, and inevitable given that our government puts armed agents out in the wild without a lot of scrutiny. I’m sure this guy passed his polygraph tests as part of CPB’s rigorous screening, right?
Ortiz is a 10-year veteran of the border patrol and had been working as a supervisor with the U.S. Border Patrol in the town located roughly 150 miles south of San Antonio on Texas-Mexico border, according to local media reports.
Authorities said they plan to file four murder charges and one charge of aggravated kidnapping against Ortiz.
Ortiz was arrested around 2 a.m. Saturday morning after a woman he allegedly tried to abduct fled and gave police a detailed description of Ortiz, including his tattoos, Alaniz said.
But at least he kept our country safe from drugs.
Did you know that Silicon Valley has a diversity crisis? A CRISIS! I had no idea. But thank the various gods, there’s people who recognize this and know the solution: a formal program of discrimination.
Silicon Valley wants to believe that we live in a meritocracy, but we need to accept that we live in a sexist, racist and anti-LGBTQ world, and that investing in pipeline programs and unconscious bias training alone is not going to close the hiring gap.
So we took a simple step and implemented quotas: 50% of our speakers had to be women of color. Later, we mandated that 10% of our speakers be non-binary and trans and 20% of our speakers be black and latinx. We’re not done: we plan to do the same for veterans, mothers, and people living with a disability.
Implementing quotas not only changed the way we operated—we created tracking systems to make sure we were on target to meet our quotas, because what gets measured is much more likely to get done—but it changed our community. It meant thinking about representation during every hiring process, planning meeting, or public event. It meant having some difficult conversations with friends, colleagues, and even with myself. It meant saying no to very successful and established white women. But change and evolution is often uncomfortable, and discomfort and friction are the keys to growth.
By “discomfort and friction,” I guarantee you she doesn’t mean hers. And I’m sure people of color like Asians are underrepresented in tech, right?
The Baltimore Orioles will make history Tuesday when they become the first American professional sports team to feature Braille lettering on their uniforms.
This explains the inability to hit.
National Federation of the Blind President Mark Riccobono, who will throw out the ceremonial first pitch before the game, expressed his appreciation for the Orioles’ initiative.
The Associated Press consulted with 17 meteorologists and scientists who study climate change, hurricanes or both. A few experts remain cautious about attributing global warming to a single event, but most of the scientists clearly see the hand of humans in Florence.
For years, when asked about climate change and specific weather events, scientists would refrain from drawing clear connections. But over the past few years, the new field of attribution studies has allowed researchers to use statistics and computer models to try to calculate how events would be different in a world without human-caused climate change.
“Attribution studies.” That’s a new one for me. Apparently a synonym for, “ignore the actual data and pimp for funding and more government.”
There was some discussion last night about First World Problems. And here’s a perfect example, massive outrage over… a fucking pattern on a sweater.
“Michael Kors copied a Mexican sweater design and I’m pissed. It’s not fair that he is stealing ideas from people that make their own pieces to make a living, for him to come and not even credit or pay Mexican artisans for taking their ideas.”
Vanessa Solivan and her three children fled their last place in June 2015, after a young man was shot and killed around the corner. They found a floor to sleep on in Vanessa’s parents’ home on North Clinton Avenue in East Trenton. It wasn’t a safer neighborhood, but it was a known one. Vanessa took only what she could cram into her station wagon, a 2004 Chrysler Pacifica, letting the bed bugs have the rest.At her childhood home, Vanessa began caring for her ailing father. He had been a functional crack addict for most of her life, working as a landscaper in the warmer months and collecting unemployment when business slowed down. “It was something you got used to seeing,” Vanessa said about her father’s drug habit. “My dad was a junkie, but he never left us.”
In May, Vanessa finally secured a spot in public housing. But for almost three years, she had belonged to the “working homeless,” a now-necessary phrase in today’s low-wage/high-rent society. She is a home health aide, the same job her mother had until her knees and back gave out. Her work uniform is Betty Boop scrubs, sneakers and an ID badge that hangs on a red Bayada Home Healthcare lanyard. Vanessa works steady hours and likes her job, even the tougher bits like bathing the infirm or hoisting someone out of bed with a Hoyer lift. “I get to help people,” she said, “and be around older people and learn a lot of stuff from them.” Her rate fluctuates: She gets $10 an hour for one client, $14 for another. It doesn’t have to do with the nature of the work — “Sometimes the hardest ones can be the cheapest ones,” Vanessa said — but with reimbursement rates, which differ according to the client’s health care coverage. After juggling the kids and managing her diabetes, Vanessa is able to work 20 to 30 hours a week, which earns her around $1,200 a month. And that’s when things go well.
So, no skills, no education, no spouse, three kids, and we need to be shocked that this has consequences. The comments, of course, run heavily toward the notion that bad decisions should not cause any problems for people.
I’m Black, a woman, 28, disabled and I work- everything I want to say about how miserable it is to live in this country cannot FIT into this comments section. The constant racism, isolation and looks of pity from other people, the bend-over-backwards work I do with a compromised body for 10 bucks an hour that will never get me off SSI- on and on. All I can say is TRUTH to every word of this piece. BTW: for those shaming Vanessa (“why did she have the audacity to have 3 children when she knows she’s poor and undereducated, why did she drop out of high school”)- human nature cannot be policed, no matter how much America excels at shaming. So what she had three kids, the rich often have twice that number and no one says boo. I have no children, I’ve only got my own mouth to feed and even I cannot make it! Trump voters need to learn to punch up and not down: corporations are the enemy, not the poor and brown skinned.
Of course. It’s racism, greed, and Trump. There’s no agency.
Fuck it, let’s spin some Old Guy Music. And although I was going to answer the other question from last night (“Desert Island, which music do you have with you, the Beatles, the Stones, or the Kinks?”) with, “None of the above, the Byrds,” and put up some classic Clarence White, I fell into an alternate YouTube hole. And damn, Annie Ross really was the best.
That means it’s time to clue you in on all the great stuff we’ve got lined up for next week here at The Last Best Place on the Internet.
I guess a few people didn’t like the number of posts in their listing on the Contributing Writers page, because we’ve had a little flurry of new posts coming in. Woohoo!
This coming week in addition to the regular great Daily Links posts by Sloopy, BrettL, and OMWC, we’ve got beloved regular features from mexican sharpshooter, SugarFree (unless the work monsters or his cats gobble him up), Web Dom, Not Adahn, trshmnstr, and yours truly. We’ve also got Part 6 of Suthenboy’s Reloading Series, and new pieces from The Hyperbole, Gadianton, straffinrun, CPRM, Sensei, Animal, and hopefully, BakedPenguin’s NFL pick-’em for Week 3 of the regular season. (No pressure, BP!)
Oh, anyone interested in the autumn Beer It Forward (BIF)? See below and make sure you do the part about emailing Nephilium, not me. I have a well-known distaste for beer, so it would end up in my spam.
And now, because I’m feeling magnanimous thanks to a little delicious imbibing before and during dinner, go ahead and have a Saturday Night Open Post! I hope you took your weekly shower first; it sometimes gets a mite crowded in here.
I approached The Powers That Be with the idea for writing a weekly NFL pick-‘em column. They graciously agreed, and then I spit the bit on getting the first column in on time, because I’m irresponsible. The good news about that is my picks are probably going to suck, and this column can serve as a vehicle for Glibs to make fun of my handicapping skills.
That said – let’s see what’s up this week:
The week starts with the Ravens at the Bengals. Baltimore (-1) at Cincinnati – Baltimore looked much better against the Bills last week than the Bengals did against the Colts. And while the Colts were a better opponent and the Bengals will be playing at home, I still have to take the Ravens since a 1 point spread is essentially a pick-‘em scenario. I also think there will be a few Ravens looking for payback from last year. BAL – give up the point
Kansas City at Pittsburgh (-5). Pittsburgh giving up a late lead against Cleveland was surely disappointing to Steelers fans, and the game resulting in a tie was rather non-conclusive, although several people have pointed out that the Browns will now wind up with a better record than last year regardless of what they do from here on out. KC handled the Chargers, and although their defense looks somewhat suspect, Pittsburgh does too. I wouldn’t go so far as to pick a KC upset, but I’d take them with the points. KC – take the points
Philadelphia (-3) at Tampa Bay. Tampa looked surprisingly good, at least on offense. The Eagles have a better defense than New Orleans, however. The Bucs played well enough last week to make me nervous about this game, but I still would have to go with the Eagles, and give up the 3 points. PHI – give the points.
New York Giants at Dallas (-3). Wow. I don’t like anything about this game. The teams, the spread, well… maybe the cheerleaders. That said, I would never put a cent down on this game in the real world. In Internet land, I’ll take Dallas at home because I think they lost to a better team last week. DAL – give the points.
New England (-2) at Jacksonville. I hate constantly giving points. While this isn’t something I’d bet my house on, there’s gonna be at least one upset. Screw it, Jags win at home against a Pats team that, while still good, isn’t what it used to be. JAC – take the points.
Minnesota at Green Bay (-1). Well, this one will piss some people off. Sorry Vikes fans, I gotta go with the Packers here, especially after the balls they showed in last week’s comeback. GB – give the point.
Houston (-2) at Tennessee. Houston played NE tough last week. Tennessee played Miami tough last week. I’d kind of like to take the home team here, but I won’t. HOU – give the points.
Cleveland at New Orleans (-9). Cleveland may really, really suck, but they at least proved they can play in the NFL, even if they think they’re playing soccer and a tie is okay. Also, Tampa does have offensive talent, but New Orleans really showed nothing on defense last week. NO has the talent to blow out the Browns, but perhaps the Browns will make a habit of actually fighting this year. CLE – take the points.
Carolina at Atlanta (-5.5). I’d feel good about taking the Panthers if the spread were over a touchdown. This is another game I’m really on the fence about. Eh, screw it CAR – take the points.
Indianapolis at Washington (-6). Washington beat Arizona pretty badly last week, and Indy got dealt with by Cincy. However, Cincinnati was a playoff team, Arizona has sucked for years, and I HATE HATE HATE anything to do with DC. Fuck you, Redskins. IND – take the points
Miami at NY Jets (-3). Ehhh, ummmmm – the Jets. NYJ – give the points.
LA Chargers (-7.5) at Buffalo. That Ravens/Bills game was brutal. That is, unless you don’t care about the Bills, in which case it was just really, really funny. Really funny. And while there’s a decent chance the Bills will be shamed into playing better, there’s a limit as to how much better they can play. LAC – give the points.
Detroit at San Francisco (-3.5). Ever wish both teams could lose? Detroit at least used to be a worthwhile part of the US economy, but SF has the better team. SF – give the points
Arizona at LA Rams (-13). Okay. Now THAT is a point spread. In a fuck John McCain massive point spread special, I say LAR – give the points.
Oakland at Denver (-6). Given Denver’s lackluster (and quite inconsistent) performance over the past few years, I really thought about taking the Raiders with the points. However, it’s in Denver, and Oaktown wasn’t looking that great last week. DEN – give the points.
Seattle at Chicago (-3). Another tough one, as both teams had tough losses last week. Again, I’ll go with Chicago at home. Maybe they’ll give Mack some energy bars and he’ll actually play 2 good halves instead of one great one. CHI – give the points.
You know what really grinds my gears? Disappointment. Kind of like below:
I will resist the urge to point out thst it is not I that lacks taste. On some level I decided I should be open minded enough to write something objective about Unfiltered Sculpin….
…but this article is about disappointment. They had no Unfiltered Sculpin, therefore this is my review of Breakside Lunch Break IPA.
Left: sickeningly sweet. Right: unsweetened.
Seriously, though. How hard can it be to stock things and stock things correctly? I did the retail thing before and I get that its demeaning, menial work. Totally suited for somebody with a philosophy degree. Then people like Starbucks have to go, and make things with pretty much the same label. For example, their Cold Brew Coffee comes in multiple versions but the one I get is Black. I get the Black Unsweetened. The problem is—morons, who hire other morons to design the format of their bottles, run Starbucks. In short, Starbucks are a bunch of morons. Here’s what I mean.
Notice how they look nearly identical? I am in a rush and want some coffee in the morning because like most of us, I have an addiction to caffeine. I don’t want the dizzying high and the spellbinding low that comes from the ensuing insulin dump that comes from drinking several spoonful’s of sugar. I just want the buzz.
I can hear you now, “don’t they teach people how to read in Mexico?” I don’t know, but they did teach me to read in Arizona and yes, I can just read the label. This is my own damn fault and I recognize that; I really do. I am half awake, in a rush, and quite frankly I am not the only one that misses this, as I often find the sweetened coffee in the place of the unsweetened coffee. That tells me the morons that run the local Kroger are also in the business of hiring morons that think there is no difference between sweetened coffee and unsweetened coffee, to stock their refrigerated beverages section.
The worst part is I always find out by opening it and taking a swig. I expect to get a blast of burnt coffee and then BAM! Instant tooth decay. This is an outrage, and something should be done to prevent morons from creating confusing labels, so other morons can put the wrong product on the wrong shelf. Something like this:
Don’t tell me libertarians never have any solutions to societal ills.
Its not rocket surgery, Starbucks, just make it green or blue or something, and I will stop calling you morons….okay I’m probably not going to stop calling you morons. I will, however buy from somebody else. Turns out Stōk keeps it simple by having a red label (sweetened) and a green label (not sweet).
As far as the beer goes, its not bad for an IPA. In the grand scheme of things it is disappointing that I can’t find Unfiltered Sculpin at the moment but I probably wouldn’t really like that either. Breakside Lunch Break IPA: 3.2/5.
“Wait, I thought I was supposed to blow the chauffeur on Yom Kippur?”
Gut Shabbos, fellow Glibs! It’s the run-up to Yom Kippur, the Day of Atonement. And you know what? I’m not sorry in the least. Do you know who else was not sorry in the least?
It’s the Ides of September, and of course that means it’s an auspicious day for anniversaries and birthdays. Following the Charles Whitman sampler at UT, shit-heel Lyndon Johnson made a formal call for gun control, because of fears of death coming from above. He then bombed the shit out of several Vietnamese cities over the next few days, killing tens of thousands. But that was OK because intentions. Harper’s Ferry was captured by the Confederates, Sandra Day O’Conner was approved for an inauspicious Supreme Court career, and the Nuremberg Laws were passed. In birthdays, Oskar Klein (of the Klein-Gordon equation), Murray Gell-Man (developer of quark theory), and Neil Bartlett (who showed that so-called inert gases could be made to form compounds). In deference to SP, I’ll also note Agatha Christie, who apparently wrote something or other.
Among the fatalities so far is a person in Lenoir County who died while plugging in a generator, according to a news release from North Carolina Gov. Roy Cooper’s office.
While we’re on the subject of Global Warming, please allow me to plug Roy Spencer’s new e-book on the subject. Dr. Spencer has been a rare voice of sanity, with an admirable, “We just don’t know” point of view. “The science is settled” is an infallible marker that you’re dealing with someone ignorant or dishonest. There is no third choice.
Cincinnati police and firefighter recruits are asked to describe their “most unusual sex act” in a questionnaire that can later become accessible to the public… “Not counting self-masturbation or legal sexual activity with a willing partner, what was your most unusual sex act?”
Is there a masturbation that isn’t “self-masturbation”? The other interesting thing to me is that all of this is part of a polygraph screening procedure for recruits. I hope that part of the screening also includes Tarot cards, astrological projections, and aura-reading, all of which are at least as accurate. I note that one of the driving reasons for me getting out of aerospace R&D was that I refused to subject myself and my reputation to polygraphy, which restricted me from being cleared into some key programs. Polygraphy has caught exactly as many spies as the TSA has caught terrorists, but in true government-incompetent manner, it’s still universally used.
Bob Evans Farms is recalling nearly 47,000 pounds of pork sausage links because it might contain pieces of plastic, the Agriculture Department said.
Apparently, the aggregate plastic is the size of Texas. Or twice the size of Texas. There’s a soda straw joke somewhere in there as well.
Look, I’m just as much in favor of the Free Range Kids concept as anyone (perhaps to excess, IYKWIMAITYD), but this might be a bit over the line.
Police in Vallejo on Wednesday admitted to making a serious mistake when it took a half an hour Tuesday night for officers to respond to a call about two unattended toddlers on a second-story window ledge.
The voice of Marianne Kearney-Brown can be heard in video she recorded Tuesday evening from the window of her downtown Vallejo office. She took the clip when she saw a couple of toddlers in diapers outside the second-story window of a nearby loft.
I think the cops are being treated unfairly here. There’s priorities involved, and donuts are not going to eat themselves. Context for those not familiar with the area: Vallejo is the slummy asshole of Napa Valley.
“In California, with science under attack, in fact we’re under attack by a lot of people, including Donald Trump, but the climate threat still keeps growing,” Brown told delegates assembled at Moscone Convention Center. “With science still under attack, we’re going to launch our own satellite, our own damn satellite, to figure out where the pollution is.”
Brown’s office said the satellite — to be developed in conjunction with the San Francisco-based Earth-imaging company, Planet Labs, and launched by 2021 — will allow the state to track greenhouse gas emissions.
I’m sure that this will be a totally honest and graft-free effort, and that the contractor never donated any campaign or lobbying money.
Old Guy Music! This time, a Canadian import I knew in Austin whose work spanned folk, jazz, blues, and gospel. This is a live version of an upbeat lament. Yeah, I know, but it’s a great tune and she has a really fine voice.
STEVE SMITH WORRIED ABOUT FUNNY GLIBERTARIAN PEOPLE IN HURRICANE. HOPE ALL OK. THINK COUSIN SEA SMITH GO THAT WAY, SEE WHAT UP.IN MEANTIME, FUNNY GLIBERTARIAN PEOPLE GET LINKS SO CHEER UP. AFTER LINKS, STEVE SMITH GO RESEARCH. HIM PROMINENT FOREST LAWYER, NEED KEEP UP ON LEGAL EDUCATION. WRITE BRIEF ON BIRCH BARK.
RUSSIANZ TRY GET CHEESE PEOPLE LAB HACK? THEM GET NARROWED GAZE! HAHAHAHA!
STEVE SMITH NO LIKE GREYHOUND, BUT THIS NOT RIGHT. HIM SHOULD GO TRAILWAYS NEXT TIME!
IT LOOK LIKE CHINA HAVE NEW COLONY. THEM GET FOR CHEAP.
HEY? NEW JERSEY…YOU STOP STEAL FLORIDA SHTICK! GET OWN ANIMALS.
Man, am I tired. Wife and I had what appears to be the 2nd best meal of the night (behind the Glib meetup in Chicago), but stayed up waay too late indulging her obsession with some cook dude who’s good at cooking things… I don’t remember his name, but I’m pretty sure he said he had tongue cancer but got better. I’m amazed by the precision of it all, that’s for sure.
Venezuela raises minimum wage, unemployment “unexpectedly” rises as well. Not to worry, comrades, that only happens in State Capitalism. When True Socialism is implemented, no running dog capitalist lackey would dare to fire a worker.
Carolina isn’t the only royalty-named location to get hammered by a tropical cyclone this weekend. That’s a big fucking storm, I hope the Filipinos have a Cajun Navy.
It’s been a while since I posted the theme song. Because Fuck you, that’s why.
I’ve managed to unpack my protractor and compass, so I was able to do a little bit of more precise forecasting, and that above alignment is going to snap into opposition with Jupiter on Monday. On that day, a romantic relationship is going to take a hit from an authority figure. That young hottie might turn out to be a bit too young, or you will suddenly discover the existence of an ex- (or maybe even current!) spouse that you didn’t know about. Or it could be that a bench warrant results in you and your partner being on opposite sides of reinforced glass. Like I said, the details are unclear.
