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Didn't someone say there was an arty thread? I just see Drew being political.

Skimmed the comments, and, if I read correctly, Ace's dog has announced as a transgender and is moving to Austin. Poor Ace.

On to the arty thread...

#DuckLivesMatter

Morning, Glories!

"I found myself the only one of six international directors with a formal science background…" Speaks a lot.

He also did a nice video explaining the difference between forestry and deforestation, and why the latter is not always a "bad" thing. Many tree-huggers' heads may implode. Trees are the Answer.

Supplementary viewing, a classic: Earth Firsters Weeping for Cut Trees

Joe: A little lower, on the right. Lower… That’s the spot! Ahhhh!

Another contribution of Islam to the fabric of America you didn't mention. They gave us the US Navy and the Marines. Indirectly.

Oh, like "professional quality" as opposed to "being paid for it." Okay. Thanks, Grunt, Pete.

:D

I hope y'all understand my comment was supposed to be self-deprecating hoomer, nothing on Pete. Because, truly, the items on my resumé where I can list pro, as in, "got paid for it," are nothing I've done in the arts (if my stuff can be so called) nor even anything in computer and website wrangling.

Except… I got paid to be a … comic book … reviewer!

(Cue sad violin music)

During the independent comics explosion of the 1980s, I got over the 1970s theft of my 1960s Marvel comics collection, and started living my childhood dream of buying every comic on the rack. (Except some crudely-drawn black&white comic about some kind of adolescent genetically altered tortoises; I passed that one up.) To justify my indulgence, sort-of, I started writing reviews of the comics for the Comic Book Forum on CompuServe (yes, pre-Internet).

Eventually, I was burned out on doing reviews, feeling not like a fan having fun but more like that scum of scums, a critic, when an actual comics-related print magazine asked me to be their reviewer critic. So, for a few months, I continued my exercise, but my heart wasn't in it. More importantly, I wasn't cynical and superior like they wanted, and I was soon replaced by others who were.

To prove what a pro I was, they never paid me for my last (non-review) article they published.

Confessions of my wayward past life.

(Sad violin music ends with needle scraping across record)

Wow. Comments moving faster, brain moving slower. Could not have anything to do with this Pinot Noir.

Noir Naur Noor Nanunanu nuuuuooooooo...

*hiccup*

Checking out. Good night, Gracies! Oh, wait...

@chemjeff, Lookin' fwd.

@andycanuck: Do you have a blog, mindful, that none of us are allowed to visit?

Doesn't everybody? Motto: "The web's best-kept secret"

Goooood niiiiiight, Graaaaacies.

*wanders in*
*knocks over coffee table with lamp*
*grabs painting off wall and smashes it to the floor*
*bumps rudely into chemjeff without so much as a grunt of 'scuseme*
*snarls sullenly*
Do you have a blog, mindful, that none of us are allowed to visit?

*wanders in*

*knocks over coffee table with lamp*

*grabs painting off wall and smashes it to the floor*

*bumps rudely into chemjeff without so much as a grunt of 'scuseme*

*snarls sullenly*

Oh.

G'd evening, folks. How has YOUR week been so far?

Great pic of Tyler. Thanks as always for the family updates, Pete.

The other day, Pete remarked something about my being a "consummate professional.".

For some reason that keeps haunting to me. I keep ruminating about what kind of "pro" Pete might think I am, and I always end up concluding that it must be some kind of snark, since I'm not a "professional" anything unless one counts "failure," but I didn't get paid for that, either.

Just in time for the morning threads to die. Oh well. Have a day, folks.

Yay! I'm not a virtual un-person.

Now that I can comment, did I have anything worth saying? Not really.

Something's not letting me post this morning. Have rebooted browser and reset everything including the IP, and trying again. (I presume it's technical....)

Morning, Glories!

Okay, another old phart checks out. Now the real fun can begin, huh, keeds? (Never mind the security camera.)

Good night, Gracies. After you say your prayers tonight, be sure to add Thank-Yous.

...Texas Supreme Court has given the city of Houston 30 days to either repeal it's ridiculous rules governing public restroom use by the opposite sex or put it on the ballot for voter approval.

Bathrooms will be marked X and Y. Entrance permitted after spit is chemically analyzed. XX get one room. Everybody else shares the other. Easy pee-sey.

Early for a nominee for thread-winner? Hammer: good spot, as we say in our family.

Why is he naked?
Posted by: Y-not
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A post that answers itself.

Posted by: Mike Hammer

Elisabeth G. Wolfe: "Frauen Sind Die Neuen Maenner" (Women Are the New Men) by Die Prinzen.

Off to watch it.
https://youtu.be/pVp4DgN_Itw

Vendette: Are you sure the EMWUG won't meet up to deal with the problem earlier?

You caught me. I really don't know the schedule, didn't get the memo, what with not being a ette & all.

Do you suffer from Pajamaboitis? Are your feelings easily hurt by mean words? Your girlfriend hasn't made you a sandwich in months? Not sure which end of the pistol goes where?

Welcome to the Ace of Spades Man-Up Therapy group. State your name and your area of testosterone deficiency, and the group will point, laugh, slap you around, then buy you a drink. Watch, as before your very eyes, your skin thickens, your posture straightens, and you develop a craving for red meat.

Ettes-Managed Woman-Up group meets later, for recovering feminists and former Hillary supporters.