... what's the view from where your camera just happens to be sitting right now?
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At the Tablescape Café...
... what's the view from where your camera just happens to be sitting right now?
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Lemon and orange trees in the backyard. Both trees are blooming and covered with various types of bumble and honey bees. The are heavy and sated barely able to fly and completely indifferent to humans. Lovely smell from the blooms too.
Still 6" of snow it the front yard. Even the earliest bloomers haven't yet.
Can't post pix in comments. Watching alien green slave girls battle to the death for my affections...
Unlike yesterday (rain) and tomorrow (rain) today is a gorgeous low 70's and sunny! If only I didn't have to work I could enjoy it properly.
... what's the view from where your camera just happens to be sitting right now?
It's like this...
The Socratic method keeps women down at Harvard Law
https://docs.google.com/file/d/0B_oAFRmU07tfZFhmTHVOTDBQN0k/preview
The dark inside of a drawer full of rechargeable batteries that need to be charged, pens that don't work anymore, pencils, paperclips, post-it pads, a bag of Life Saver Gummies, sweet and sour candies, an extra clip for a .380 handgun, a tape measure, and architects ruler, some staples and some other junk.
What? Too literal?
My camera is an iPad. It's looking at my feet and my, as yet, unmade bed with a grandchild in it. Cozy.
Just white --- the featureless and tedious recently redone ceiling. Because it's face-up on top of a bookcase, and now that I've gone to check, I see it's not even plugged in to charge.
I've never used the phone's camera feature, not its internet, e-mail or texting. Twenty minutes of phone calls total over the course of two years.
Sunlight. Blue sky with fluffy clouds.
After yesterday, we'll take it.
pduggie
What is wrong with those women's eyes? None of them seem to be able to talk without doing something odd with their eyes. As for competition in law school. If you want to be a lawyer you ought to have considered that it's highly competitive at Harvard (or any law school I suspect) already.
If you can't handle competition the law may not be your bailiwick.
The dark interior of a box, I think.
The inside of my pocket.
With a federal grant I could put together 200 of these and have a one-man show.
... what's the view from where your camera just happens to be sitting right now?
My camera's in my pocket, so don't you wish you knew?
Open thread, right?
I was just thinking the other day:
If I were ever accused of date rape (and getting questioned by the police after a recent new sexual encounter should make the topic obvious before they actually got to the point), since the charge would be absolute bullshit (I would never date rape anyone), I would hem and haw, and then and admit that it was very difficult for me to talk about, "...that's why I kept it to myself, but since I'm here talking to you anyway, detectives, I should let you know: this girl date-raped me.
She exploited the fact that I had drank a little too much to pressure me to have sex. I absolutely never gave my clear consent to have sex with her. It is kind of humiliating to a man to have to admit he was raped, but I was, and I've decided I want to press charges."
How they handled it would be fascinating: it would provide some extremely interesting fodder for an Equal Protection challenge to sexual harassment and date rape laws and policy, and perhaps even threaten the inequality of the Violence Against Woman Act.
I'm a faithful guy, so I'll never be in that position unless my wife precedes me to the afterlife. But even if unexpectedly single, I would never pressure a woman for sex, so I will never have the chance...but any date rape charge against me would be pure fabrication and female exploitation of obvious inequalities in our justice system.
How fucking insulting.
Happy National Atheist Day
Yeah the only path towards happiness is to believe in the Flying Spaghetti Monster or Santa Klaus.
Too cute.
10 year old embarrassed by Choom's lack of free throw skills.
2 out of 22, to be precise.
Alex it works for me. You don't seem all that happy.
Don't know how much lawprof cred Willaim Jacobson has with Madame La Professeur, but he says this woman's views are pretty well respected in their sphere.
It's like this...
My cell phone/camera is sitting on top of my computer, charging, on top of KT Tunstall's Tiger Suit CD. So that's what you'd see...
Althousians seem reluctant to give the drones their coordinates.
or is that - give their coordinates to the drones...
whatever... the Sox lead the Yanks 5 to 2 in the 9th
Make that 8 to 2 in the 9th.
All this fuss about Google Glass, and I can't believe you haven't tried Google Nose.
I just now heard, "You are Peter and upon this rock I will build my church." Peter --> petre --> rock, get it? That Jesus was always sneaking in Greek and Latin puns sprinkled among his Aramaic.
View from the computer desk.
Thou art Peter and thou shalt pick a peck of pickled peppers.
Nursery Rhyme
Its a list...
Jesus
Peter
The Church
Rocks
Dead languages
Pickled peppers
Nursery rhyme
The Candidates Tournament in London to select a challenger for Vishy Anand, the World Chess Champion, ended to day with a victory for 22-yo Magnus Carlsen of Norway.
There was a lot of drama to this tournament and particularly this final day as Carlsen and former world champion Vladimir Kramnik were both tied. As the games progressed it gradually became became clear that Kramnik would lose to Vassily Ivanchuk of the Ukraine - but that Carlsen would also lose to the Russian Peter Svidler. Carlsen won the tournament on a tie-break system that favored the person with the most wins (rather than the fewest losses).
This is gotta be tough on the Russians. Three of the eight players were from Russia proper (all of them except Carlsen at one time were part of the former Soviet system, which managed to excel in at least one area - chess). You know those Russians are all good sports but they're probably thinking "This is our birthright, what happened?"
Jesus Rocks
Peter Rocks
The Church Rocks
Dead languages Rock
Pickled peppers Rock
Nursery rhyme Rock
Speaking of rock stars...
Drudge seems to fancy the new pope.
He is linking his every move.
What is up with this new pope?
¿Por qué el skeleton Méxicano no pasar a través del camino?
¿Por qué? Encenderse. ¿Por qué?
Porque no tiene huevos.
(No tiene huevos duros.)
That's what I'm going to say on the hard boiled eggs I want to get rid of. They peel so easily if you break their shells and squeeze them they push right out because the membrane attachment was destroyed with pressure.
Once I asked Barbara Davis' chef if he would relate any anecdotes about working for a person known to be a little teensy bit eccentric and he said, "Nah."
Nothing that outdid his own eccentricities like making ice every day. It was a thing. And tasting a real apple.
They went shopping together so he could impart his cheffery wisdom and she went around the apple bins picking one out taking a bite and rejecting them one by one, "Nope, this isn't it. No, this isn't it. No this isn't it either." On and on, seems they don't make apples anymore like they used to.
And at the time I went, "Hmmm."
And now I'm like that.
Wanna hear something erfectlypay orriblehay? Okay, goes like this. I gave away fourteen of those little Mandarin oranges without tasting them first. Turns out they're erfectlypay orriblehay. One bite and reject the the whole thing, check another and one bite tells you to reject THEM ALL!!!!1!!1!11.
They're marketed as "Cuties" and if you see that little girl, smack the bitch, they have no business being marketed at all. None at all. Soaking them in orange syrup for wouldn't fix those things.
They were good months ago, but the Cuties are not good right now.
I still prefer the Clementines.
As for the apples... maybe it was a Winesap.
I'm not sure about the name but I do know you can't get them unless you plant the tree yourself.
We had an apple orchard that was old when I was a little kid and several of the trees were at the end of their natural lives. One was a Wolf River. HUGE apples. And one had one living branch and would set apples up way at the top. They were nice and red and the flesh would be so infused with sugar that they'd have translucent patches inside and so sweet and spicy and like nothing I've ever had since then and I don't know for sure what the variety name was but it *sounds* like a Winesap ought to be, right?
The view from my "desk."
Hi this is Amy,
Chip asked me to drop off this check.
I'd like to stay and chat but I'm in a hurry out the door gotta go. I told Chip what I'm up to and he's all,
"Amy don't go! Amy don't go! Amy don't go! Amy don't go!"
But I go, "Sorry Chump, gotta fly, see ya, wouldn't wanna BE ya!"
Amelda Earhart.
ST, it's only a crucifix if Jesus is on it. That's just a cross : )
Amelia Earhart was the John Denver of aviation.
@Erika,
Thanks for straightening that out for me.
Wouldn't want to be eating Jesus, now, would we?
Wait... isn't that exactly what we Catholics do?
There is a quiet bigotry in the press.
Sandy Hook was a tragedy. All these poor little white kids are dead. We must have gun control. How did Lanza acquire weapons?
Recently, in my area, there was a shoot-out at a bar. Three dead African-Americans, and one dead white guy. Police aren't even sure how many shooters they have to chase.
Were the shooters packin' concealed with a permit? Nope.
Were the shooters prohibited from possessing a weapon? Yup.
Any calls to infringe the 2nd amendment? Nope.
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