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Freaks

Emile Hirsch

I stumbled across Freaks on YouTube yesterday.  It had a slow start and I almost gave up on it several times, but I’m glad I stuck with it. And it’s obvious why I chose this particular screen shot to post, isn’t it?

This review from IMDB rings true, at least for me:

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Spill the Tea, Boys

Where was the most inappropriate place you rubbed one out?

The most inappropriate place I can think of was in the back seat of my grandparents’ car one summer while we were heading back to their house after doing grocery shopping. My mom and grandmother were in the front seat and—as far as I could tell—totally oblivious to what I was doing in the back. In the interest of complete disclosure, I seem to remember it involving the infamous nude centerfold of Burt Reynolds, but the date of that publication doesn’t coincide with the time frame of our last summer in Massachusetts when I recall this happening. (That was 1968, and that particular issue of Cosmo—which I can’t imagine either my grandmother or mother purchasing, BTW—came out in 1972.) So it’s either my memory at fault or more broadly another incidence of the infamous Mandela Effect.

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Shadows at the Moon’s South Pole

This is a multi-temporal illumination map made of the moon’s South Pole with a wide-angle camera. To create it, the Lunar Reconnaissance Orbiter spacecraft collected 1,700 images over a period of 6 lunar days (6 Earth months), repeatedly covering an area centered on the Moon’s south pole from different angles. The resulting images were stacked to produce the featured map—representing the percentage of time each spot on the surface was illuminated by the Sun. Remaining convincingly in shadow, the floor of the 19-kilometer diameter Shackleton crater is seen near the map’s center. The lunar south pole itself is at about 9 o’clock on the crater’s rim. Crater floors near the lunar south and north poles can remain in permanent shadow, while mountain tops can remain in nearly continuous sunlight. Useful for future outposts, the shadowed craterfloors could offer reservoirs of water-ice, while the sunlit mountain tops offer good locations to collect solar power.

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THIS is Why I Still Wear a Mask in Public

From Mock Paper Scissors:

As we say here, we might be done with the pandemic, but the Trump-Virus ain’t done with us:

“The number of attendees who have tested positive for the coronavirusafterlast weekend’s Gridiron dinner has risen to 67, organizers say, including Agriculture Secretary Tom Vilsack, who became the third member of Biden’s Cabinet in attendance who was infected.”

The subhead of the article says that “More than 10 percent of attendees of Gridiron dinner have been infected with the virus.” And as is typical for D.C., the WaPo didn’t include the health status of anyone who worked the event. I guess the invisible are truly invisible.

As the Gridiron dinner was announced and the society pages at Der Tiger Beat auf dem Potomac filled with stories of who was going, tuxedo rentals, the bon mots of the guests, I kept wondering if it was going to turn into a super spreader event, and lo! it has.

Look, I get it. I’ve been hunkered down since March 13, 2020, and so going on 3 years without dining out, going to a concert, no travel, doing much of anything in public has been a chore and always a gamble after assessing the odds. But even a nobody like me,  I knew that this thing was not going to end well, and I wondered why the connected and powerful didn’t see it.

Anyway, this is now an object-lesson for the rest of us. Keep following protocols. Stay safe.

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One Thing I’ve Always Wondered…

…over the years whenever encountering one of those perfectly circular 3-inch holes drilled so precisely through metal toilet partitions is “How? When? By whom?”

It would obviously require a metal cutting hole bit and an electric drill, but that raises the obvious question of when such a task could occur. It would not be a quiet process by any means. And by whom? Obviously someone who had after-hours access to whatever facility it was when the place was locked up— and the chance of being confronted was next to zero.

I’ve seen quarter-inch thick steel plates ripped off and thinner metal bent back from the holes they were covering, so I guess there’s just no limit to human ingenuity when something stands between two horny men.

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