Back in the day, it was common for people to walk around carrying modesty armadilloes.

Back in the day, it was common for people to walk around carrying modesty armadilloes.


As far as anybody knows, this is the oldest (surviving) photo of somebody “giving the finger.”
Why Charles Radbourne, standing at the far left in this team photo of the 1886 Boston Beaneaters (later the Braves), felt compelled to flip off the photographer is a matter lost to time.

Okay, so big boom and the neighborhood went dark. Once power was restored and my wife switch on her computer (Compaq PC) this afternoon, this was the screen and the computer isn’t responding to any keyboard commands. We rebooted several times, with and without various accessories attached.
Any suggestions other than “Well, the computer lived a long and full life”?
(In hindsight we should have unplugged it to eliminate any chance of a sudden power surge doing damage, but that’s not the sort of thing you think of when everything’s dark at 4am)

“Give Your Daughters Difficult Names” was spelled out in lights on the underside of the canopy covering the stairs leading up to Manhattan’s High Line. In other words, this took some serious work.
Nobody, though, was entirely sure what it meant (though it did serve as a conversation-starter among strangers, which if nothing else is a good thing).
I know there are a number of Israelis who visit here regularly, so perhaps somebody can provide some answers.
Saw The Band’s Visit yesterday (which takes place in Israel). Granted, my Hebrew education ended fifty years ago (almost to the day), so I know this will seem presumptuous, but a sign referring to cellphones as פלאפונים just looked very wrong to me (and when I got home, I couldn’t find any such translation).
And continuing my pickiness, one of the songs referenced “like a deer in the headlights.” Is this really a phrase in Israel? Do they have deer in Israel? Honestly that question had never occurred to me before yesterday — but even if they do, “deer in the headlights” just seemed awfully American.
(spoiler: the score was written by an American)
Maybe somebody here can figure this out…
My wife phoned me yesterday; and instead of a default ring, I heard… well, the wrong kind of Ring. I heard “Ride of the Valkyries.”
Which would be fine, except I never set that as the ring tone for calls from my wife’s phone. And I don’t have that music in my phone. Anywhere.
Nonetheless… Ride of the Valkyries
The next time she called me, I heard the usual default ring tone — so I have no idea what happened earlier. The most logical hypothesis at this moment is that this wasn’t a ring tone at all: at the very moment she called me, an army of Valkyries just happened to be flying past.
(She later decided, by the way, that she wants that music to be her ring tone on my phone — specifically, the Elmer Fudd cover version)
IBB, the Seattle real estate agent, has appropriated my Gmail address. Now South Dakota’s Bill Bickel is using my Yahoo mail address.
So I know all about the Dodge van he and his wife Courtney own, paid for by his mother Laurie.
This would make him at least the fifth Bill Bickel to use either my Gmail or Yahoo address. This is getting beyond ridiculous.
Okay, so some schools in Great Britain are removing analog clocks from classrooms because kids don’t know how to read them. How about, I don’t know, teaching them how to read them?
Especially since they happen to be in buildings full of people specially trained to teach things.
Well, a personal spongechronicity, anyway:
I read this comic (which I did not at all understand) while I was in Manhattan today, having gone in to buy tickets for my wife and me, our sons. and their girlfriends to see Spongebob Squarepants the Musical.
TicketMaster was charging almost $80 in fees for six tickets, by the way: How is this not considered scalping? We’re not talking about the premium they charge for had-to-get tickets (even though Ticketmaster is often the reason tickets are hard to find), which is a separate matter: these are literally the same tickets I was able to buy at the box office.
Anyway, y’all are here for the comic, not to hear me rant about Ticketmaster:

Added 10 minutes later:
Okay, now it’s getting weird (even though I suspect those are supposed to be pieces of Swiss cheese rather than little Spongebobs: I really don’t have a clue what the Off the Mark is all about either, so I guess we get another bonus CIDU this evening)
