When the real revenge of the nerds happens, the judges on the 7th Circuit Court of Appeals will be the first to die.
I did it! I finally rode a bicycle for the first time in my life yesterday!
For me, the expression, “It’s like learning to ride a bike,” will now always mean, “It’s like learning to do something that everyone else learned at age 5 from their parents, but you learned at age 30 from an elderly volunteer, in a free class, with a bunch of Chinese people.”
I think it’s still a useful metaphor for life.
I’m not convinced that this is the right kind of TV marathon to lull people into staying home and not protesting a fraudulent election.
Maybe Iran should look to the US for tips on how to turn its people into mindless couch potatoes more effectively. I’d recommend going with a Road Rules/Real World Challenge marathon instead.
From Uncle Arthur’s Bedtime Stories (published 1951).
This book is filled with stories that are, in the words of Uncle Arthur’s preface, “both factual and helpful” and “guaranteed to make bad children good and good children better.” No wonder the kids in this picture are having such a hard time looking thrilled.
$500 to anyone who can tell me the nationality of the girl on the far right. In what country does the traditional garb include a plaid sarong, a floral blouse, and a pointy paper hat? Spaz-bekistan?
My friend May happened upon this today and sent me the link. How did my cat get up there?!? I took this picture of him, but I certainly did not submit it to this completely insane website. Apparently Simon has been seeking out new representation behind my back.