Fall equinox tomorrow, September 22.
Dirk the Daring sends this in: “Not a CIDU, but this can’t possibly be a coincidence, right? I’d guess Mr. Pett is knowledgeable about music. At least one commenter besides me noticed it.”
Not every day is an exciting day, even if you are a superhero.
Not confusing enough to be a CIDU, but a couple of questions. There’s the English expression “Too many cooks spoil the broth”, which makes sense because you can mess up a broth or soup by messing up the seasoning (Italian herbs make a good soup; Indian spicing makes a good soup; adding both does not make a good soup). But toast?
Second, there’s 23. That’s probably just a random number pick here, but even the most casual fan recognizes 23 as Michael Jordan’s and LeBron James’s number: undeniably two of the greatest basketball players ever.
Mitch4 sends this in:
FYI: PM is short for Project Manager.
On dating shows, the contestants are hoping. Here they are also hopping.
Radio has certain requirements. Sports announcing, too. Dead air is the enemy. Some of the most painful examples to me are long bicycle races (4+ hours) that end in a sprint stage. So until the last kilometer, not much is going on if there’s no breakaway. But 4 hours must be filled with announcing, regardless. Particularly painful if there’s only one announcer, not two.
A quick look around my dwelling shows 6 books that I’m partway through but intend to finish, a couple of which I haven’t make any progress on in at least a year. (Not counting ones I don’t intend to finish, or haven’t started.) Should I invoke a statute of limitations on these 6?
The New Yorker has posted a page of the magazine’s cartoons which were most liked on Instagram.
This one pairs nicely with Parisi’s one above.
Comics I Don't Understand 