Category Archives: Evolution

The choke on the dashboard

Miriam does great reminiscences. She’s even written a book about them. But while most of her experiences were big-city urban (from which I was gratefully spared) get her on the subject of the unreliable American car of yesteryear and remember, just remember.

Cars (Japanese, Korean, German, even most American ones) are so reliable nowadays, they don’t put a choke on the dashboard anymore. Computers run the carburetor now. Most cars no longer have carburetors. We thought we had it good back then, choking the carb (before it was a diet reference) on a cold morning. But it really was pathetic!

Not to mention carrying cans of motor oil in the trunk for occasional roadside replacement. Miriam mentions them.

Via Miriam’s Ideas.

Evolution in action

I think it’s great all these Westerners winging off to Syria and Iraq to join ISIS. The boys will become cannon fodder for allied strike bombers and the girls will be sex slaves for the boys who are left.

It’s cool because it’s evolution in action, something you rarely see (except in finches). Nature is draining the swamp, the shallow end of the gene pool, and leaving things much nicer (and roomier) for the rest of us.

You go girl(s).

Toonophobia

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Mockery is one of the best weapons against these creeps. This one is eight years old. Obviously nothing has changed on this score. They’re still insane.

Mellow Yellow

Okay, I razzed Mr. B. for being a dope and now it’s my turn. Remember Donovan? The hippy-dippy singer whose 1967 song Mellow Yellow was about getting high off bananas? Somehow, either in the lyrics or just scuttlebutt, word got around that you were supposed to bake the skins. So I did.

As J.D. recalls:  “His ‘Mellow Yellow’ set off a panic among the establishment about kids getting high from smoking bananas. ‘Electrical bananas, gonna be a sudden craze, electrical bananas, gonna be the very next phase.’ The ‘establishment’ was on a continual freak about anybody being able to get high from something” other than alcohol.

Yep. So I baked it and then I scraped some of the baked part off and then I ate it. Awful, really awful. And waited for the buzz to begin. And waited and waited. And waited some more. And I was a senior in college at the time. And really dumb.

Via Mouth of the Brazos.

The Everlasting Itch

Never mind the stars. We have the solar system to explore.

A cool, short film by Erik Wernquist and Carl Sagan: Wanderers.

Via Instapundit

UPDATE:  More on the film from Popular Science.

Rule 5: The C String

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Underwear, sort of, as opposed to beach wear, though the latter could work, too. If the surf’s not too high. There’s a C string on a Viola. I wonder… Nah.

Windows 8.1 is a pain

It’s early to tell, and I’m still not quite finished transferring files from my old ‘puter via flash drive. But, so far, I think Windows 8.1 is a pain in the rear. Pity I had to leave XP. But it was necessary and I figured I might as well go all the way.

Like all big OS products, including “virtuous” Apple, 8.1 has all these arcane little programs running that it dares you to figure out how to alter or get rid of.

Such as the “tiles” on the “start” page, before the start, actually, and/or desktop pages. It’s cute, but it’s wired to stuff I don’t want, like Bing search and Bing news, i.e. Al Reuters, et al.

Still working on switching the tiles to Google and FoxNews. If I can’t, it’s bye-bye tiles. Finally got the email working. Thunderbird. 8.1 has an aversion to POP servers, though. Wants you to go on the cloud. Security, I suppose.

UPDATE: A week in and it’s still hassling me. Even Dell dropped the ball. I had to Google the new computer to figure out how to open the DVD drive. Geez Louise.