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Americans reading BBC news are probably frantically clicking this button as we speak.
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#Fedefine Game 312
<Grumble> The milk for today's cornflakes had gone off overnight (coagulated in the fridge and poured out in lumps). This was _particularly_ annoying as (a) it is a week before the expiry date on the plastic jug and (b) I brought it home in an insulated frozen food bag with 1.3kg of crushed ice for company, then put it straight in the fridge.
I suspect Morrisons left it on the loading dock all day. 3:O((>
</Grumble>
Back to the bricks of UHT "Long Life" milk. <sigh>
Reform U.K. is for people who have tattoos of their children but not custody of them.
RE: https://mastodon.social/@anon_opin/116832554693146959
If this line doesn’t end up being nicked by someone on Have I Got News For You I’ll go to the foot of our stairs
Goodness! It actually feels cool in here with the window open and a through draught... <Checks thermometer> 25C.
_Much_ better.
3:O))>
Geraint has just lived up to his nickname by sniffing out & trying to steal some wrapped fudge from Ruth’s handbag.
Dad joke level 100
Right... this moose is going to declare "Boing!" and go to bed Right Now. (I _was_ going to go shopping when the outside air cooled down, but it's still 30+C out there and the supermarket closes in an hour.) Tomorrow will have to do. 3:O(>
Goodnight all, sleep well. (I have thunderstorms predicted for 0200A - 0400A, which may cool things down a little and reduce the God-Damned pollen count to a level manageable with antihistamines.)
NEWS! Owners warned not to leave Goths in a locked car during heatwave https://newsthump.com/2026/06/25/owners-warned-not-to-leave-goths-in-a-locked-car-during-heatwave/
Nearly midnight, 31C and 50% humidity here, and this moose is going to bed.
(New "Drinks Fridge" has arrived and been instantly filled with prescription meds. Power consumption is that of an old lightbulb (incandescent) - about 50W - but the storage temperature for all my pills needs to be a lot lower than 30C.)
Laundry will resume in the morning.
I just wish the pollen count would go down - all that sex-mad vegetation is giving me a permanent running nose.
3:O((>
Goodnight all, sleep well.
Resetting the teffelone by calling it from the mobile does not set the year - so had to enter the full calendar date via the keypad. Two wash loads hung out to dry on the new line, and I am now a half-melted moose. Post has arrived so I have an envelope of artwork and Platform Decay. Another wash load completed but no space on the line for it yet.
VERY HIGH POLLEN - open the door and nose starts running, despite Fexofenadine 120mg. Bah!
Think I'll lurk under the shower for a bit. 3:O((>
07:30 Moose bedroom temperature 29.8C according to the bedside clock, "Office" temperature 29C and humidity 60%. The heat has gotten to my desk telephone which reckons it's 00:54 on the 2nd January 2008. <Sigh>
It's bearable, just about.
On with the laundry!
One wash load completed, another one started for overnight running. Red Warning for Heat tomorrow so drying should be fast and I can catch up on the backlog due to the broken washing line.
Royal Snail claim that Platform Decay (hardcover) will arrive - I hope it enjoyed it's extended trip round the Horn of Africa due to D(umb) J(ackass) Trump.
Desktop fridge ordered from Big River Co. This will be either for beer/soda or my prescription meds, according to the indoor temperature. Still Too Hot!
It all began with the forging of the Great Cups. Four World Cups were given to the Germans; wisest, efficient and most autistic of all beings. Five, to the Brazilian Lords, great kickers and athletes of the jungled hills. And two, two World Cups were gifted to the French, who above all else pretend not to care at all about football.
But they were all of them deceived, for another cup was made. In the land of tartans, within the goals of Barclays Hampden, the Tartan Army of Scotland forged in secret, a master cup, to rule all others. And into this cup they poured all their lagers, ales, whiskys, and various other alcoholic beverages.
One cup to rule them all. One cup to link them. One cup to bring them all, and in the pub, to drink them.
It's Berkeley Breathed's 69th birthday, which seems the perfect day to share the only Bloom County I was ever moved to snip from a newspaper. Though actually, in this terrible, horrible, no good, very bad timeline, any day is the perfect day to share this February 26, 1989 installment.
Fire Point branding was projected onto the Russian embassy in France after the Eurosatory 2026 arms exhibition ended in Paris. Photos show the Ukrainian arms maker’s name and a green targeting-style symbol resembling the marker used in FP-2 drones. #France
No idea. It's all Greek to this moose.
If it was Latin it would be more like"Quidquid latine dictum sit, altum videtur".
3:O)>
<moose hides under desk>
For the last time:
Abyss = for staring into
Void = for screaming into
Please stop screaming into the abyss; we are not insured for that
Nearly 0230Z so this moose will finish his beer (Oakham Citra), pause the "Platform Decay" audiobook, and declare <Boing!>
"Time for Bed", said Zebedee.