This is my hoverboard. I call it Brunnhilde.

Seems that Coral (Back to NYC) does some work here in SF as a dog walker, and still gets recognized from her RW gig.

It’s called “Haagen Dazed”, based on what the marketing department believe drives women to 7-Elevens in the pre-dawn hours. ABC, Friday nights, 9:00 p.m., a Murray-Bunim production.

Because some jackass in marketing decided that saying “hover” instead of “roller” would make the wheels invisible? You have no memory of Google Glasses, do you?

BBCAmerica broadcast The Rocky Horror Show Live last year, a 2015 stage production that featured Richard O’Brien (Riff Raff in 1975) as one of the narrators. I caught it purely by chance and it was delightful; the particulars can be found at IMDB at the link below, but I can’t find a copy on sale anywhere. http://www.i…

Because The Sun knows that giving people a good dose of schadenfreude will increase their circulation? Because Brits always appreciate a good disaster, one with a copper bottom and shiny brass knobs on it? Because an “Oh my God look at the idiots” story makes the idiots who read The Sun feel smarter?

It’s a rollerboard. Not a hoverboard. “Hover” is there because some jackass in marketing decided it sounded better and would sell more units, and also that if you say “hover” enough the wheels become invisible.

And it can sleep six partygoers who all get along rather well. I can attest to this personally.

According to my grandmother (born 1901) when you lit the candles on the Christmas tree you stood there and watched the tree. I mean, that’s it, you watched the tree, all the other lights off, maybe sing a carol, always making sure you know where your bucket of sand was located.

The toys are wonderful, but I’m completely fascinated by the trees and their decorations. The tinsel (is tinsel still even a thing?) was made of very thin lead, so thin it would flutter in the slightest breeze; and the best way to hang it was one or two strands at a time, which made “tinseling the tree” an all day…

And when, in the lab, you pack more and more rats into the same sized space the all rats naturally get along great, right? Uh, no wait, they cannibalize each other.

I have a hunch that “Export” and “Copy” each mean different things. I’m a first class luddite and even I know that I can copy any porytion of a screen with the right program; in a worst case scenario I could take a digital image right off the screen using my phone.

This is exactly the kind of thing that can happen when you’re popular with a large number of very stupid people.

Don’t you think Clarkson looks tired?

Not particularly funnest, or even mildly funnerest.

Which only goes to show you the possible results from one unfortunate puck.

Vodka. For children with no teeth, whose entire cocktail life consists of monstrous concoctions whose recipe is vodka-sweet-sweet-garnish.

Mom’s too busy curing a pork belly to write to me about bacon.

That first one? Not a painting. A fresco. Different animal.

I would argue you should join the reality-based community where they absolutely do.