Thank you for asking, Sixty G, I'm feeling overwhelmed right now, with all that is taking place, from Althouse to Zimmerman and Life in the middle betweet and between. On the up side is the fact that I am most definitely not lacking for reading material.
Drama wears me out however, and I took the afternoon off yesterday to get away.
Last night, after reading El Pollo's post on Mercury, I looked up the attributes of the Quicksilver god and pondered on Mercury as a symbol for TOP. Turns out he is the patron god of financial gain, commerce, eloquence (and thus poetry), messages/communication (including divination), travelers, boundaries, luck, trickery and thieves; he is also the guide of souls to the underworld.
The blob-blog droplets that have resulted from the recent drop of the Frozen Mercury Hammer on the liquid commentariat have created more than I can currently collect into a dense pool of cohesive thought.
Wow, MamaM, you do veer the comments in new directions.
In the course of the 15th century, cannons mostly put trebuchets out of business. One of the impressive things about Joan of Arc, for example, was that she could manage artillery better than "a captain of 20 or 30 years' experience." That's because young people are into new tech, and fusty old officers probably had trebuchets in mind, when they should have been thinking trendy bombards.
But launching a pumpkin by bombard would tatter the pumpkin and alarm the neighbors, so, here's a medieval-style pumpkin-slinger, similar to—or maybe the same as—the one Sixty mentions. The dog has fun, too.
I'll be darned if I can find the video of the punkin chunkin I was involved with - who knew there were so many people involved in long distance squash squishing?
My contribution to the design was in material selection and energy storage - carrying around great weights is not efficient. I argued for the use of springs and what do you know - they worked and were light weight.
I'll keep looking and post a link if I ever find the video.
I hate Sarah Jessica Parker, Robin Williams, Tim Robbins, Susan Saradon, the BJ Hunnicut guy, brussel sprouts, the Boston Red Sox, commies and well, lawyers.
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Trooper Spills The Beans
Sounded like Fat Bastard to me. But what the fuck do I know?
LOL...who knows the hidden power of magic beans? Years after vibrations are picked up by one auricle and orifice, gas emerges from another!
Hey, MamaM, how are you doing?
Sounded like Fat Bastard to me. But what the fuck do I know?
Keep guessin' 60. Betcha Ruth Anne knows that voice.
1 of a pair?
Which takes us back to C plus C, which if you tip your head can actually appear as a pair of auricles, if not orifices.
Thank you for asking, Sixty G, I'm feeling overwhelmed right now, with all that is taking place, from Althouse to Zimmerman and Life in the middle betweet and between. On the up side is the fact that I am most definitely not lacking for reading material.
Drama wears me out however, and I took the afternoon off yesterday to get away.
Last night, after reading El Pollo's post on Mercury, I looked up the attributes of the Quicksilver god and pondered on Mercury as a symbol for TOP. Turns out he is the patron god of financial gain, commerce, eloquence (and thus poetry), messages/communication (including divination), travelers, boundaries, luck, trickery and thieves; he is also the guide of souls to the underworld.
The blob-blog droplets that have resulted from the recent drop of the Frozen Mercury Hammer on the liquid commentariat have created more than I can currently collect into a dense pool of cohesive thought.
I guess I'm not welcome over at Lem's place. All of my comments (all three of them) have been deleted.
Oh well.
Are you effin' kidding me DBQ?
Lem is dead meat to me if that's true.
Not that I don't like dead meat--it's quite tasty cooked right.
If anyone would be deleted, it would more likely be the old coot who's roughing up the surface as part of varnish removal.
Sounded like Cheech to me.
Keep trying, DBQ - I think there might have been a glitch.
Heck, I am the one who should be banned, just sayin'...
Heck, by the time the grit's been purportedly reduced to 8, it's time to forget sanding altogether and haul out the trebuchet!
Which is all about counterweight, and introduces the concept of "Zugzwang"!
I once helped design a trebuchet. There is a video of it throwing a pumpkin 100 yards or so on YouTube. Good times...
Wow, MamaM, you do veer the comments in new directions.
In the course of the 15th century, cannons mostly put trebuchets out of business. One of the impressive things about Joan of Arc, for example, was that she could manage artillery better than "a captain of 20 or 30 years' experience." That's because young people are into new tech, and fusty old officers probably had trebuchets in mind, when they should have been thinking trendy bombards.
But launching a pumpkin by bombard would tatter the pumpkin and alarm the neighbors, so, here's a medieval-style pumpkin-slinger, similar to—or maybe the same as—the one Sixty mentions. The dog has fun, too.
Ha ha ...that trebucket throwing pumpkins was great. The dog is funny as well running after the pumpkin. "I'll get it boss!!!"
Next up: a meadevil trebucket throwing things onto thin ice for dogs to fetch.
Re: Comments at Lem's
It is a blogger problem, I guess we are all just a bit sensitive about commenting now.
Lem is a gentleman of the highest caliber, and I will quit being so sensitive.
Carry on.
I'll be darned if I can find the video of the punkin chunkin I was involved with - who knew there were so many people involved in long distance squash squishing?
My contribution to the design was in material selection and energy storage - carrying around great weights is not efficient. I argued for the use of springs and what do you know - they worked and were light weight.
I'll keep looking and post a link if I ever find the video.
I'm not deleting comments.
I do however need Pollo to help me change the comment format to look more like what people are used to.
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