I haven't actually, but that probably wouldn't provide heavy enough resistance to work against.
Strap bricks on your feet?
[Pablo] No, that's cruel. Poor bricks.
The silence.
I also heard there was a petition out to switch the street lights off so we could all see the stars.
I also heard there was a petition out to switch the street lights off so we could all see the stars.
And no junk mail either, have you noticed?
Pathetech's jumping pillar box pp Stevie
Practising pedal notes on the trombone. It's taken me 25 years to get the hang of this, for some reason. A wonderful rich farty sound that shakes the very walls.
So,Rosie, it wasn't trumpets that brought down the wall of Jericho?
The day I realised that my musical skills would never lead me to buying a musical instrument, brass or otherwise. It was the brass involved that disillusioned me.
(Duj) Musical instruments, especially new ones, are a ludicrous price and there's a lot of pretentiousness involved. The keys of a bassoon, so I was told by a bassoon player, are made put of silver. Why silver? Brass would do, or chrome-plated mild steel or even cast iron or even nylon, which is strong stuff. It's all bollocks, I tell you. Everything is. I could go on.
I would postulate that when it comes to the quality of metal, we are talking about the difference between a responsive brass instrument and one that has as much life in it as a 3 day old dead ferret. Like my French horn - complete crap, but then so am I as a horn player so it doesn't matter. There are, however, cases where it matters very much. Like real brass players.
(Pablo) The quality of the metal probably reflects the overall quality of the design from an engineering point of view but should not affect the actual tone since all the sound comes out of the bell and the material of the instrument itself hardly vibrates at all. This obviously does not apply to an instrument with a sounding board such as a piano, violin or guitar but it certainly does to a brass instrument. You can make a "brass" instrument out of anything, even cardboard. A metal mouthpiece probably helps though.
The worst thing about a cheap 'n' nasty trombone, say, is a sticky slide or leaky water valve, engineering defects. If you open the water valve some notes just disappear; they just cannot be played whereas others are completely unaffected. Weird! All to do with nodes and antinodes.
The worst thing about a cheap 'n' nasty trombone, say, is a sticky slide or leaky water valve, engineering defects. If you open the water valve some notes just disappear; they just cannot be played whereas others are completely unaffected. Weird! All to do with nodes and antinodes.
Watching the little birdies scoffing their mealworms. It seems mealworms are the best thing ever, to a bird. I am less enthused over the featherless cat that also likes them.
[Rosie] Granted that brass instruments are at base, merely tubes (so the didgeridoo qualifies as a brass instrument(??)), I think you could find many top pro brass players who say the metal matters very much. Not just for reasons of weight and balance, but the sound that they can get on them.
Re the water valve, I once knew a trombonist who could play a scale on it. You had to be there.
Re the water valve, I once knew a trombonist who could play a scale on it. You had to be there.
(Pablo) They get a good sound because they feel comfortable with the instrument which is probably expensive, shiny, well put together, well balanced and has a nice easy slide. The material simply can't matter because it doesn't vibrate.
As for the didgeridoo, I'd say yes, it's fundamentally a "brass" instrument because the sound is formed by the player's lips, not by a reed. So, for the same reason, is the sodding vuvuzela. I've played one made out of rubber. It blows just below the Bb below middle C. Harmonics are difficult to get and ridiculously out of tune anyway.
BTW I'm not "top brass" let alone a top brass player. Big Band hack, more like.
As for the didgeridoo, I'd say yes, it's fundamentally a "brass" instrument because the sound is formed by the player's lips, not by a reed. So, for the same reason, is the sodding vuvuzela. I've played one made out of rubber. It blows just below the Bb below middle C. Harmonics are difficult to get and ridiculously out of tune anyway.
BTW I'm not "top brass" let alone a top brass player. Big Band hack, more like.
[Rosie] technical qiestion: is a Kazoo a brass instrument or a reed instrument?
(pen) It's a reed instrument. The wonderfully vulgar sound comes from a vibrating membrane. Brass is basically blowing raspberries down a long tube, in my case 9-13 feet.
[Rosie] Us French hornets have a technique called bouchée or cuivré, whereby one partially stops the bell with the right hand while blowing like the proverbial. If the metal is good, the bell vibrates like crazy, which you can hear. If the metal is crap, nada.
Survival Just read back my entry directed to Stevie from early in the year, commiserating with his bronchitis. Christ, I must have had Covid! Pre-release version, OK, but it has been established that it has been around since November. Note to self - get antibody tested.
(Pablo) If the bell vibrates surely it can only do so at one frequency which may well not be the note you are blowing. My trombone does this and the bell resonates just above D a ninth above Middle C. I can only get this note on a good day (a D-day, I call it) but you can excite the resonance by playing the G below Middle C, just slightly sharp. But none of this affects the sound of the 'bone in its normal range.
BTW I hope the Covid hasn't done you any harm. I certainly don't want to get it myself, not at my age.
[Rosie]Without trying to labour the point, I think this shows the difference between quality of metals, as instruments respond very differently. Tried doing harmonics? Like playing a note and humming strongly the 5th, 10th or 12th above? Bones are particularly good for this. Horns OK, Weber even wrote them into his Horn Concerto.
Thanks for the Covid good wishes. As I am still here, and as good as ever, no, it didn't bloody well get me, despite my age. I'm sure it's the cabernet sauvignon that did it - excellent preservative.
Thanks for the Covid good wishes. As I am still here, and as good as ever, no, it didn't bloody well get me, despite my age. I'm sure it's the cabernet sauvignon that did it - excellent preservative.
(Pablo) Can't do those harmonics. However, I can do quite a good growl, something that goes down quite well in a trad band but would get you some funny looks if you tried it in a big swing band.
[Rosie] Eh? Since when was growl banned from big bands? I've written it into swing charts myself. Bubber Miley in Duke Ellington's band?
(Pablo) You certainly wouldn't put in a growl when playing ensemble but I agree it could easily be part of an ad lib solo. I've even tried it myself but not to any great effect.
[Pablo] I relate that music to not very good chocolate chip cookies (though, if given them, I won't refuse) because of this
(Pablo) Top trumpet players but that isn't a growl, it's the wa-wa mute and probably marked as such on the chart.
[Rosie] Actually it's marked as a plunger growl. (Wah-wahs wouldn't cut it - not gutsy enough)
A little rain.
A little rain is a little pleasure. A lotta rain, I agree, maybe not. But overall I like rain more than not, personally.
A little rain is a little pleasure. A lotta rain, I agree, maybe not. But overall I like rain more than not, personally.
Lunchtime dogwalking wearing a coat Much cooler today, around 19C after last week's 32-33-34C, and I'm back at work (although still working from home) which means I do the lunchtime dog walk. I had to wear a waterproof coat and actually enjoyed the cooler temperatures that made me walk faster on the 1.6 miles to the potato warehouse and back. Thank goodness I've invested so much in boots and coats over the past few years. I have gear for every possible lunchtime meteorological condition from now until at least next April.
(pen) Well, don't hold your lightning conductor like that - it could be live.
The shipping forecast. Just been listening to a French person who said he liked listening to the French shipping forecast as he used to go sailing with his grandfather. Not just a Blighty thing, then.
I remember - 20 or so years ago - driving around somewhere near Aberdeen or Inverness for work and playing around with the Long Wave on the car radio and picking up what I presume was the Danih- or perhaps the Norwegian shipping forecast. It certainly wasn't German or French, but I could identify the names of the shipping areas.
Serendipitous discoveries Today my friend and I took a slightly different route on our walk round Wimbledon Village, and found Cannizaro Park, which neither of us knew was there.
[Simons] Hidden gem, isn't it? Make sure you go next June when the rhododenrons come out, it's amazing.
Corporate kindness Rare as it is, it generates a lot of goodwill when I see it. Especially when humor is also shown. See this recent example from Northern Rail.
"We are aware we have bees nesting at the end of platform 3.
Please do not disturb them.
Consider them as key workers and apply social distancing."
Oh hey, I'm accidentally switching to American spelling. Serves me right for getting in to a big document in US-English.
Tim Vine jokes. Merriment.
Cake.
It's raining and windy and grey and I just got soaked on a dog walk so any cake will do. I should have made one yesterday but was busy ironing. Banana bread tonight then.
It's raining and windy and grey and I just got soaked on a dog walk so any cake will do. I should have made one yesterday but was busy ironing. Banana bread tonight then.
Red wine, after a week on the wagon taking a no-booze antibiotic
The wobble on a good hot dog. This one hadn't occurred to me, but it is true, and this video link of the WobbleDog 9003i in action makes an incontrovertible case.
I shall now pause to observe a moment of silence for the few dogs injured during these experiments.
Still sunny at 16:00 on a Friday afternoon in January. Longer days in lockdown.
My car passed its MOT. First time for ages. That means I can still legally drive to Waitrose (one mile). The open-ended freedom this endows me with is positively scary.
More red wine. And more....
A dog sleeping on your lap and cherry coke with grenadine or pomegranate juice.
Waking up with a pulse and apparently Covid-free. Thanks to RFLT.
[Chalky] Radox-Filled Large Tub?
[chalky] Ralf Lemster Financial Translations?
Red Frogs Finishing Tuna?
Robots Liking Flambed Turkey?
Red Frogs Finishing Tuna?
Robots Liking Flambed Turkey?
Rapidly Fried Lark's Tongues?
S'obviously Roger Federer's Lunting Trousers.
Reeking Limburger For Tits?
[Stevie] I'm on a diet. As of now.
Playing "Take the first line of a novel" and then add "And then the dragons arrived." There are so many that work surprisingly well.
Of course, Harry Potter, LOTR, The Hobbit, and 1984 have all been popular ones.
These have been my contributions:
Not so long ago, a monster came to the small town of Castle Rock, Maine. And then the dragons arrived.
He was an old man who fished alone in a skiff in the Gulf stream and he had gone 84 days now without taking a fish. And then the dragons arrived.
Alice was getting very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do. And then the dragons arrived.
Of course, Harry Potter, LOTR, The Hobbit, and 1984 have all been popular ones.
These have been my contributions:
Not so long ago, a monster came to the small town of Castle Rock, Maine. And then the dragons arrived.
He was an old man who fished alone in a skiff in the Gulf stream and he had gone 84 days now without taking a fish. And then the dragons arrived.
Alice was getting very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do. And then the dragons arrived.
Marmalade tea and individually wrapped slices of quail salami.
Seeing on and working on my art car. Also, having others add to it.
Getting quite pissed on brandy and visiting the Morniverse, which is full of my type of people. (KagomeShuko) Are you sure you'e in the right game?
Having (and eating) leftover cakes I made for the in-laws' visit yesterday.
Throwing away stuff that even I can't think of a use for. Not so much that it didn't spark joy, as that it did spark 'what in holy hell even is this thing?' I have still got a stash of bits and bobs that I don't know what they're for, but it's smaller now. I'm keeping some of the more intriguing artefacts, at least for this round, because if I chuck 'em I'll never find out what they were. Curiosity and hoarding tendencies have managed to outweigh tidiness once again.
One of the stranger objects I had stashed are some screw-like objects with a fat smooth cylinder in the middle of the screw. So they're not cylinder-head screws, because there's thread before and after the cylinder part, which is considerably thicker than the surrounding screw. So what the hell are those things for? What are they called? I guess they're some kind of screw-hinge device?
[SM] Sounds like anchor screws used for attaching curtain rail holders. One side screws into the wall, the other into the rail holder. If they are beefy then they might be used for attaching sinks and other similar items. If they are massive, then maybe for holding railway rails to the sleepers. All these types have different threads on each end.
Some sort of curtain fastening arrangement seems to be the best explanation. I think I'll call that a win.
*Contentious statement alert* Most unidentified objects in abandoned drawers and neglected biscuit tins of 'things' are to do with hanging curtains. Curtains are the most complicated of household artefacts and no two systems are interchangeable or compatible.
[pen] Ha! You've obviously never had to deal with shelving units...
[Pabbers] Ha! I have a husband to deal with that sort of thing.
[pen] Now that's a bloody good idea! Why didn't I think of that?
The smell of new wood I've got a new fence, 'cos the old one blew down. I keep getting little whiffs of fresh DIY store fence wood through my window. While it's not as nice as freshly sawn timber, it still qualifies as a little pleasure.
OK, this is getting a bit meta, but also: Noticing Little Pleasures.
Because of this game, I always keep an eye (or a nose) out for little pleasures. And because I do that, I'm more likely to notice them.
Also, Getting meta :-)
[Simons] I'm all for getting meta. It's an element of mindfulness. I'm getting better at it on lunchtime dogwalks. Last week it was watching stormy shelf clouds skirting around me, and noticing the ash twigs blown off the trees onto the path looking like broken wands from Harry Potter and wondering what high jinks they'd been up to, this week it was noticing the twigs laid like directional arrows on the ground (did we used to call them Indian signposts or something? A long, long time ago at Girl Guides...). And how good the potato blossoms smell. And how the smell of the next field with onions reminds me of a fairground hot dog stand. Anyway, the point is, the more you look, the more you see.
*pays close attention to SM’s move*
The nectarines are really good this year. Sweet, juicy, not fibrous or unripenable.
Dark chocolate from Poland.
I guess you could say I'm polishing off this Polish bar of dark chocolate.
I guess you could say I'm polishing off this Polish bar of dark chocolate.
No quarantining if I visit the UK from next week. The need for quarantine and the costs of tests during it have kept me away from friends and family in the UK for a year and a half. Realising that I can now start to plan visits again is a huge relief.
Do keep your mask around: https://www.sciencenews.org/article/cdc-covid-coronavirus-masks-indoors-vaccinated-people-pandemic The delta variant apparently also produces 1200 times the viral load in less time. So, the aerosols spewed out are massively more infectious.
Someone I follow on Pluspora just posted:
So one of my colleagues, doubly vaccinated (Astra), just tested covid positive. Life is a bitch.
Symptoms were two days of flu, but then everything went back to normal. I suppose you could say that the vaccine worked.
And how do you get covid? By having a son watching a football game in a pub.
[Simons] I know this. This is why I'm probably not going to go back to the office in a university with 7,000 students, not until most of them get vaccinated.
Got my Pfizer vaccines - 2nd does was in April. I'm watching news for updates with booster shots.
I get so tired of people denying that COVID exists and claiming that vacccines are dangerous or don't work.
I get so tired of people denying that COVID exists and claiming that vacccines are dangerous or don't work.
Enjoyed seeing a sign which said: "All of you panic buying, stock up on condoms, so you don't produce any more fucking idiots."
Taking a whole shelfful of books to the charity shop, even though I want to keep them. See the Good Books game over at MCiOS.
(KagShu) Just had my booster. I agree with you about anti-vaxxers. Politely, they are misguided; less politely they're thick as pigshit and completely up their own arses. I despise them. BTW do Americans refer to The Jab? The term is universal over here.
Visiting my students on their apprenticeships and seeing them really excited and enthusiastic about what they're doing. Whenever I start getting a bit cynical about teaching, I think about a student excitedly showing me the production line that he's now responsible for maintaining. Warm glowy feelings a-go-go.
[nights] could I ask what/where you teach?
[Bismarck] You can indeed - I teach at a further education college in France on the local equivalent of an HND in Industrial Maintenance and another in Physical Measurement. Our kids are training to be maintenance or metrology techs of all stripes, or to go on to further study at engineering school. My speciality is technical and scientific English, as the French have finally realised that all the innovation in the world is useless if no-one can understand them. I'm also involved in the administration of our apprenticeship scheme, and I genuinely feel like I've found my niche. [/advert]
[Nights] Anything to do with IUT Louis Pasteur (near Strasbourg) or Karim Kalfane's maintenance programme?
[Bismarck] Er, yes indeed - Karim just retired in October! I've taken over two of his apprentices!
Wandering through Google Earth in a VR headset. Rome, Florence, Burning Man, all right there in my computer room.
Getting my Jehovah's Witness advent calender. Every time you open a door, someone tells you to piss off.
Mobile phone signal in the Channel Tunnel "Hi! I'm in the car! On a train! In a tunnel! Under the sea! Etc!"
Doughnut season. Hot and fresh from the baker and, although not the anglo-saxon kind, soft and delicious. Lovely just with cinnamon and sugar.
[nights] Shame on you, hunting innocent doughnuts
London. If I had seven zeros in my bank account I’d live here. Instead I content myself with visiting from time to time. London Festival of Baroque Music this weekend (and all week, but a weekend is a long enough break).
(Raak) 10-8p should last several nanoseconds.
[Rosie] But what nanoseconds!
(Raak) Indeed, but what about the other 1018 or so?
I have a new pleasure to add: Using 'phut' as an expletive.
Experiencing a good night-time thunderstorm. There's just been one here but they were a lot more frequent in the '50s and '60s.
A follow-on from the last: florid and exuberant words.
Bamboozle, euphonium, badonkadonk, oleaginous, hornswoggle, sonorous... 'Exuberant' itself, for that matter.
Bamboozle, euphonium, badonkadonk, oleaginous, hornswoggle, sonorous... 'Exuberant' itself, for that matter.
Using singular verbs for "none" as it sure as heck isn't plural
Something I have inherited from my late dad is saying, for example, "none of them is even remotely competent". It genuinely gives me pleasure in a way that using the subjunctive in conversation no longer does.
Something I have inherited from my late dad is saying, for example, "none of them is even remotely competent". It genuinely gives me pleasure in a way that using the subjunctive in conversation no longer does.
(Phil) Similarly, Not inserting an intrusive "r", as in "Aston Villa is a football club."
Seeing someone rocking cool or fun clothes
Sharp blue trouser suit, fluorescent orange heels - although it did look like the heels were killing her
Sharp blue trouser suit, fluorescent orange heels - although it did look like the heels were killing her
Having just moved to Sheffield ("that city of razors and knives" - John Betjeman), getting in a pint for well under a fiver. This is a beer city for sure.
1. The words "tasselled wobbegong".
2. Discovering that there is such a thing as the tasselled wobbegong.
3. Discovering that furthermore, it exists on this very planet.
2. Discovering that there is such a thing as the tasselled wobbegong.
3. Discovering that furthermore, it exists on this very planet.
[Raak] What a ... creature. And we're told, "The tasselled wobbegong can be readily identified by the fringe of dermal lobes on its head." Which is all well and good, but I can't help but notice that the reader is left entirely to their own devices for identifying which part is the head.
"The tasselled wobbegong can be..." A sentence worthy of Jack Vance!
Getting a birthday present from Waitrose I was nattering away to an assistant and mentioned I'd just had a birthday. He reached up to the shelf and pulled down a box of chocolates and said "I've seen you here quite a lot so have this on the house". I'd scoffed the lot by the end of the evening.
Confusing students thoroughly by using measurements in teragrams. I've always said I became a teacher chiefly to amuse myself.
(nights) That's about a million tons, innit? Have you thought of using attoparsecs? It's about 3 cm, a little over an inch.
I've been into TikTok lately and sometimes there's this really awesome pianist that does at-home piano bars. It makes me so happy as do all of the people that come in for them. Sometimes he has gigs that he's allowed to broadcast on TikTok and that makes me happy, too. And the regulars come in, too.
Reading the thought: "We need free speech, that's how we find out who all the idiots are"
Wide window sills
Yes, it's a bit random, but I chanced to be reminded of it this evening, so I'm putting it in. When I was a kid, my house has wide window sills. Wide enough for a kid to sit on. And in the summer, I used to sit on the window sill and read for hours after my bedtime, sometimes till 4am or so, I suspect. The only risk of being spotted would have been if my parents decided to go into the garden, which they basically never did after about 6pm, any time of year. Some of my friends' houses had or have yucky, narrow window sills, and I always viewed them (the sills, that is) with disdain. My current house also has nice wide window sills everywhere, and while I no longer need them as ad-hoc midnight seating, they're still handy for plant pots, ornaments and things. It's only a little thing, almost inconsequential really, but that's what little pleasures are all about, so I'm putting it in this game.
Yes, it's a bit random, but I chanced to be reminded of it this evening, so I'm putting it in. When I was a kid, my house has wide window sills. Wide enough for a kid to sit on. And in the summer, I used to sit on the window sill and read for hours after my bedtime, sometimes till 4am or so, I suspect. The only risk of being spotted would have been if my parents decided to go into the garden, which they basically never did after about 6pm, any time of year. Some of my friends' houses had or have yucky, narrow window sills, and I always viewed them (the sills, that is) with disdain. My current house also has nice wide window sills everywhere, and while I no longer need them as ad-hoc midnight seating, they're still handy for plant pots, ornaments and things. It's only a little thing, almost inconsequential really, but that's what little pleasures are all about, so I'm putting it in this game.
Posting on behalf of something or someone else: Seeing a frog, jumping out of a lap, and nosing at said frog in order to make it jump and then finding it and nosing it again and making it jump.
Discovering that the Internet has the lyrics to the songs on Faust Tapes inside it.
J'ais mal aux dents, J'ais mal aux pieds aussie
J'ais mal aux dents, J'ais mal aux pieds aussie
J'ais mal aux dents, J'ais mal aux pieds aussie
J'ais mal aux dents, J'ais mal aux pieds aussie
J'ais mal aux dents, J'ais mal aux pieds aussie
J'ais mal aux dents, J'ais mal aux pieds aussie
A ripe peach
Getting food delivered when you aren't feeling good.
(Stevie) Woss wrong with yer feet, cobber?
Schadenfreude when things go well for a pessimist.
[Superman] Other people's schadenfreude makes me sad.
The triangle where the collarbone meets the neck
Moving your limbs I'm not so keen on getting too hot, or too cold, or rained on, or achey or blistered or whatever, but physical activity is undeniably a net plus even if there are a few flies in the ointment.
[SM] The flies are the best part!
Perpetrating names like Boots, Bewts, Butes, Bootes, Marchinup & Downagen Solicitors and Commissioners of Oaths on the Americans in my Space 1889 game. Count Oberluft and Baroness Von Klyster have also made appearances.
Nobody to stop me eating an entire box of chocolates in the first half of the latest Doctor Who episode
Doing a syrtaki with some friends.
My automatically waving at people, when I take my morning walk, eventually paying off when people start waving at me first!
Playing an augmented 9th (on the piano). A nice, tangy jazz chord. Can't leave it hanging, though. .
Catching the last sunbeam
A fig straight from the tree.
@Muse I'm trying to cultivate the habit of smiling at everyone, especially people working in shops. If it helps just a tiny bit I think it's worthwhile.
Secretly laughing at weird smiley people
Mushy peas
Living through the first day that the temperature in Sheffield hits 18 degrees.
[Pablo] What, the first ever? Wow :-)
Discovering that plus ça change, plus c'est la même chose is actually true.
A warm, but slightly overcast day with a pleasant breeze.
Means I can sit in the 'garden' and 'work', and see WTH I'm doing on the laptop. Yes, I would be more productive if I sat indoors at my desk with a keyboard and the bigger monitor, but perfect days like this are rare and should not be squandered. And I've squandered more than a few, so let's start appreciating them.
Means I can sit in the 'garden' and 'work', and see WTH I'm doing on the laptop. Yes, I would be more productive if I sat indoors at my desk with a keyboard and the bigger monitor, but perfect days like this are rare and should not be squandered. And I've squandered more than a few, so let's start appreciating them.
Eliciting a smile from other people's babies in supermarkets, without the parent(s) noticing, simply by smiling at them.
The prospect of baking a cake tonight for the first in-person team meeting for a while tomorrow & being able to make it lactose-free for one particular colleague who often misses out.
I wasn't very bold, was I? Maybe a good thing. You'd all want to come to our team meeting for a piece of Devonshire Honey Cake (see the BBC's Good Food website recipe)
My mother, who was quite a good baker, once decided to make honey cake. It wasn't good at all, and nobody wanted to eat it, so we left it out for the birds. After about a month we came to the conclusion that neither the birds nor any other beast would ever touch the stuff, so we had to throw it out.
I also have a honey cake story. My mother, also quite a good baker, once decided to make honey cake. The whole house smelled of honey while it was baking, yet the result was an ordinary sponge cake that hardly tasted of honey at all. Maybe it’s like brewing coffee, where the optimal temperature for extracting the flavour will send the flavour flying off into the air given any chance. Is there a baking equivalent to the espresso machine, that bakes the cake in a sealed oven?
I've never had honey cake, only honey buns, but those are good. Reminds me that I should get some next time I get some groceries.
The recipe calls for boiling the honey, butter and sugar together. I kept it under a boil - I reckoned I'd lose all the honey aromatics by boiling. It seemed to work. But the cake needs 50% longer in the oven than the recipe states.
The prospect of going to try out a new (to me) car later this afternoon. It's got heated seats.
The prospect of going to try out a new (to me) car later this afternoon. It's got heated seats.
(pen) Heated seats? Wow! Can we call you Ms Winterbottom?
[Rosie] Not for much longer. Presumably that's the point
I'm not sure if this is a little pleasure, as I only did it for the lulz, but toasted cheese Brevilles. I have a sandwich toaster, which has been used maybe once since my student days. On a whim I decided to randomly use it again. Mmm. Hot toasted Breville sandwiches.
They were all right. In fact they weren't a bad lunch.
I think that does count as a pleasure, but, yeah, only a little pleasure. Still, that's on topic for this game.
Cleaning the toaster, on the other hand... well, I was reminded why toasted Breville sandwiches are primarily a studenty novelty.
[Simons] Is that like a grilled cheese sandwich? I do love grilled cheese sandwiches, but even if I had a kitchen, it's too hot for grilled cheese sandwiches.
I did remember to get some honey buns and I got some chocolate muffins, too.
I did remember to get some honey buns and I got some chocolate muffins, too.
The Breville is supposed to seal gloopy fillings inside the bread. It's basically a waffle maker with different shaped heating plates
'Sealing gloopy fillings' - that is, either the seal is imperfect, it leaks and makes a mess which dribbles out over the toaster and onto the table, or it seals correctly, meaning that the scalding hot goo comes out when you bite into it, giving nineth degree burns AND a mess.
Toasted marmite sandwiches...
Toasted marmot sandwiches
Cuddling with my dog when I go to bed and before getting up for the day.
Head booping a kitty!
[SM] Your cat? You got a cat?
Dodge-with-treble lead 2nds dodge lead dodge. Out to the back, double dodge lie dodge. To the front, lead and dodge. The middle work up: dodge 4ths 3rds dodge-with-treble 4ths 3rds dodge. (Dodge everywhere. When in doubt, you probably forgot a dodge.) The back work: double dodge lie dance-with-treble lie double dodge. Reverse to reassemble, so next is the middle work down: dodge 3rds 4ths dodge-with-treble 3rds 4ths dodge. To the front, dodge and lead. To the back, dodge lie double dodge. To the front, dodge lead dodge 2nds lead dodge-with-treble 2nds and that’s all. Learning Cambridge Surprise Minor by studying the blue line over two days and then ringing it all the way through.
Music
Using my now cataract-free eyes to stargaze.
[Bismarck] That's beautiful.
Finding somewhere warm in Sheffield
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