So much for a nice and easy Saturday missive. I just took a look at the post count.
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Yup. It’s my 200th post, and I have nothing special planned for it.
To answer Colin from yesterday’s post, yes, perhaps “algorithm twerking” is what I’m looking for.
And that’s a good a way as any to begin this week’s Friday Crap Roundup.
This has not been the best of weeks. Frankly I’m surprised I’ve produced as much as I have. The best I could manage today was a couple games of Civilization IV while running my Pandora.
Which is currently playing “Africa” by Toto of all things. How perfectly depressing.
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Huh. He kind of looks like a doggie version of Sneferu in that picture.
I love coins. How much you ask? Well, at one point in the late 80s I was the only Boy Scout in the entire Snake River Area Council to hold the Coin Collecting merit badge.
We’re talking a special order item here.
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That said, in today’s cashless society, coins – especially smaller denominations – are becoming increasingly obsolete. At this point they’re often produced at a loss to the taxpayer, in no small part because no one wants to piss off the zinc lobby.
Of course, obsolete coins are nothing new. We’ve had plenty of others in the past.
Novelist, scriptwriter and master yarn spinner Elmore Leonard died last week at age 87. He was working on his 47th book.
Meanwhile, I’m failing miserably trying to get to number two.
I never read him, but I came across some of his writing rules the other day. I like them, so I’m sharing them for my weekly writing clinic.
Yeah, I’m kind of phoning it in today.
Given my disdain for anything resembling cooking, it’s a wonder I don’t eat out a lot more than I do. All I can say is I’m glad to live in an age of microwaves.
Otherwise I would have been too downtrodden even by Dickensian standards.
For a myriad of reasons, I avoid McDonald’s like the plague. If I had my druthers, I wouldn’t set foot in the place ever again. Unfortunately they have a playground, and I have an eight-year-old daughter.
Longtime readers know there are several running themes here at SB. They also know I’ve neglected most of them recently.
A clear case of art imitating life.
The short answer behind most of my inactivity is that being bipolar I constantly find myself with a long and unfulfilled task list, whether I like it or not (and I assure you, I most definitely don’t). Here are some specifics:
It’s Friday, and the
troglodytes regulars over at Reddit have discovered me!
Turns out Σ thinks posts about cars suck too.
A “spammer” eh? Damn. Imagine the reaming I’d get over there if I actually posted in the same category more than once a week.
Like many of you I’ve had quite a few cars since I got my driver’s license way back in 1988. Some are remembered more fondly than others. I’d have to say my current ride, a 2004 Ford Focus, is somewhere around the middle of that list. What do I like most about it? It’s paid off.
And it hasn’t had full coverage since.
However, there are a couple vehicles from my past I’d love to have back.
Remember Beanie Babies? You know, those stuffed animals that were hot for a couple minutes back in the 1990s before their bubble of “all new materials” burst? They had names such as “Saddle the Horse,” “Leftovers the Turkey” and “Quebec Iris Versicolor the Bear.”
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Remember them? Good! Because today’s History Wednesday isn’t about them.