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Dec. 25th, 2016 06:06 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
yamamanama84 days until the vernal equinox
Official countdown because it's officially winter.
Merry Christmas, ya filthy animals.
I was going to ninja edit something about how two Republican electors voted for Ron Paul or something and how I thought that there'd be more faithless electors but not enough to turn things, but, pardon the pun, party loyalties trump principles. Then I lost power and then I lost the internet and that makes Homer something something and it turns out the world didn't stop being utter shit in my absence. Putin is giving us Hillary-voters lectures on democracy, which is like getting a lesson in not changing history from Mr. I'm-My-Own-Grandfather. They're celebrating Christmas in Aleppo so guess what, we're one year away from celebrating Christmas by Putin and his eight Syrian Arab Air Force pilots, led by Rudolf Hess, dropping cluster bombs down our chimneys. And that's the story of the first X-Mas.
Look at it this way: we probably have another 20 years before Putin croaks, barring some kind of retaliation. I wonder what would happen if Putin were Heydriched. Most dictators outside of North Korea don't really think about successors. If they did, Spain would still be fascist.
On the other hand, even if Trump dies in office, it's his cronies down the line of succession.
Sam wouldn't mind an assassination while I'd rather he get pneumonia. At least he wouldn't be a martyr if he died from pneumonia and his army of Deplorables and Jack Pine Radicals wouldn't have an excuse to go out and beat up (insert ethnic group they don't like).
I said to Sam that forcing people into a trade instead of getting a college education is just going to create a caste system.
I was expecting more impassioned political rants from Sam.
Alexa has a thing in which it tries to guess what fictional character or real person you're talking about. It has no idea who Apu is and has no idea how to tailor questions to your response, and it's so vague that I couldn't figure out who Matt was talking about. But it obviously wasn't Darth Vader because Matt has never seen Star Wars. It shut itself down after some fifteen minutes.
Emily knows what clarinets are because of Sponge Bob and he can't play the thing either and she knows that they're used in orchestras but they tend to be drowned out by everything else. She'd like to draw people on the train but finds herself asleep instead. She learned that pouring maraschino cherry juice into ginger ale does not necessarily make for a good drink.
Also I didn't actually eat dinner yesterday but that's my fault. I just thought it was all appetizers and Sam's vegan food.
Also Lauren was in Japan.
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Ashley found The Fast Supper hilarious. Along with this image.
Oops. Let's pretend we didn't see that. She finds the dovekie and the tern adorable and loves the hairdo on the merganser.
Holly thinks Trump's Supreme Court nominee will be Mickey Mouse or Snooki from the Jersey Shore. She's sarcastically like "That isn't real! The polar bears aren't starving!" when I said the north pole was cold but not anymore. Speaking of Christmas music, I found out that Irving Berlin wrote a song about Hitler and speaking of The Shining, Al Bowlly performed it. It goes like this: "When that man is dead and gone We'll go dancing down the street Kissing everyone we meet"
Sadly, Al Bowlly was killed in the Blitz.
Also, I just learned that Irving Berlin's name is actually an anglicization of Baline.
burning question: who would win in a fight between the Predator and Kevin from Home Alone?
Official countdown because it's officially winter.
Merry Christmas, ya filthy animals.
I was going to ninja edit something about how two Republican electors voted for Ron Paul or something and how I thought that there'd be more faithless electors but not enough to turn things, but, pardon the pun, party loyalties trump principles. Then I lost power and then I lost the internet and that makes Homer something something and it turns out the world didn't stop being utter shit in my absence. Putin is giving us Hillary-voters lectures on democracy, which is like getting a lesson in not changing history from Mr. I'm-My-Own-Grandfather. They're celebrating Christmas in Aleppo so guess what, we're one year away from celebrating Christmas by Putin and his eight Syrian Arab Air Force pilots, led by Rudolf Hess, dropping cluster bombs down our chimneys. And that's the story of the first X-Mas.
Look at it this way: we probably have another 20 years before Putin croaks, barring some kind of retaliation. I wonder what would happen if Putin were Heydriched. Most dictators outside of North Korea don't really think about successors. If they did, Spain would still be fascist.
On the other hand, even if Trump dies in office, it's his cronies down the line of succession.
Sam wouldn't mind an assassination while I'd rather he get pneumonia. At least he wouldn't be a martyr if he died from pneumonia and his army of Deplorables and Jack Pine Radicals wouldn't have an excuse to go out and beat up (insert ethnic group they don't like).
I said to Sam that forcing people into a trade instead of getting a college education is just going to create a caste system.
I was expecting more impassioned political rants from Sam.
Alexa has a thing in which it tries to guess what fictional character or real person you're talking about. It has no idea who Apu is and has no idea how to tailor questions to your response, and it's so vague that I couldn't figure out who Matt was talking about. But it obviously wasn't Darth Vader because Matt has never seen Star Wars. It shut itself down after some fifteen minutes.
Emily knows what clarinets are because of Sponge Bob and he can't play the thing either and she knows that they're used in orchestras but they tend to be drowned out by everything else. She'd like to draw people on the train but finds herself asleep instead. She learned that pouring maraschino cherry juice into ginger ale does not necessarily make for a good drink.
Also I didn't actually eat dinner yesterday but that's my fault. I just thought it was all appetizers and Sam's vegan food.
Also Lauren was in Japan.
****
Ashley found The Fast Supper hilarious. Along with this image.
Oops. Let's pretend we didn't see that. She finds the dovekie and the tern adorable and loves the hairdo on the merganser.
Holly thinks Trump's Supreme Court nominee will be Mickey Mouse or Snooki from the Jersey Shore. She's sarcastically like "That isn't real! The polar bears aren't starving!" when I said the north pole was cold but not anymore. Speaking of Christmas music, I found out that Irving Berlin wrote a song about Hitler and speaking of The Shining, Al Bowlly performed it. It goes like this: "When that man is dead and gone We'll go dancing down the street Kissing everyone we meet"
Sadly, Al Bowlly was killed in the Blitz.
Also, I just learned that Irving Berlin's name is actually an anglicization of Baline.
burning question: who would win in a fight between the Predator and Kevin from Home Alone?
