To whoever left this on the sidewalk in front of Hairistocracy, thank you for brightening my morning.
They must feel safe now that Thanksgiving¹ has passed.
¹ Canadian Thanksgiving.
Strong opinion time: The Wrong Trousers, whose chase scene is presented here, is the best heist movie ever made.
It’s probably not even bad advice.
Driving around Winnipeg this weekend, and this song came on the radio. What to do?
Crank it up, so it’s almost—almost—audible over the two Harleys beside me at the light.
We went and watched my nephew’s team play some volleyball this weekend. Did you know that kicking the ball is allowed nowadays?
Also, in unrelated news, apparently I’m old now.
(Aside: I just searched unsplash.com for “volleyball”, looking for a suitable header image, and I was frankly surprised at how many motorcycles and surfboards it turned up.)
Hey Brandon, if you didn’t make it to the WMCA for the Debaters live taping (or if you did), you can now listen to the first of the three shows recorded there.
I overheard a mother today telling her kid, “Remember, silent suffering”, and I thought of Dad and I smiled. It just seemed like something he’d say.
Over on Tor.com, a discussion of Sir Terry Pratchett’s works, and how there’s more to them—far more—than just silly puns and goofy characters.
Terry Pratchett is best known for his incompetent wizards, dragon-wielding policemen, and anthropomorphic personifications who SPEAK LIKE THIS. And we love him for it. Once we’re done chuckling at Nanny Ogg’s not-so-subtle innuendos and the song about the knob on the end of the wizard’s staff, however, there’s so much more going on beneath the surface of a Pratchett novel.
Read the whole article; it’s worth it.