Re-reading my earlier reply reminds me that David Lynch was a regular for decades at Bob’s Big Boy, a chain diner in Burbank, CA.
There he was often seen for hours enjoying chocolate milkshakes and coffee, which no doubt was damn fine.
https://bobs.net/pages/hall-of-fame-david-lynch
After Lynch’s death, fans left an impromptu memorial at the diner’s mascot statue.
https://lamag.com/news/inside-the-david-lynch-shrine-at-bobs-big-boy
Unfortunately it didn’t come with a diner, a necessary part of damn fine cups of coffee.
I also loved Log Horizon S1. It’s too bad that the later seasons were terrible Studio Deen productions.
Perfect for the Crimean Beach Party!-
After 1 week of experimenting, this particular bag seems to like a 4 minute brew time in my french press and aeropress.
It’s ground too fine to drip through my cucumella in a reasonable amount of time.
It’s not quite as fruity and flavorful as the local medium roast I had last year.
It’s really frustrating to search for old hard-to-find videos, at long last find some forum post with a DDL link, then find out that the DDL was deleted by the host due to inactivity.
LOL That’s a distinct possibility! I honestly didn’t think of that!
In the 4th panel, Hobbes is referring to carbon paper.
This is a sheet of special coated paper that you slid between 2 sheets of writing paper.
When you wrote or typed on the top sheet, the substance on the carbon paper would imprint on the second sheet, making a more-or-less exact copy of whatever you wrote or typed on that second sheet, hence a “carbon copy”
The term “carbon copy” is the origin of the “cc” field when copying others on an email.
Ukhta in the Komi Republic is indeed a very long way from Ukraine
Do kids even go to theaters to watch movies these days?
I can’t remember the last time I saw any kids under 10 in a theater in years.
I wonder what the riddle was?
“Their blood is incredibly pH neutral!”
“These things use DHMO for blood! It’s the universal solvent!”
If you go old school, Galaxy Express 999 has a universe of extreme inequality where immortal robotized wealthy humans hunt poor people for hunting trophies because they’re so removed from their human origins. The intergalactic train system that the protagonist rides on is an unimaginable luxury, and many plots arise from people trying to steal his train pass in order to escape their own doom or hopelessness. Each planet that they visit is a study in pathos in one form of another, stemming from some human condition or desire.
Payback for MH17 is a bitch.
While permanently bursting the invincibility myth about Russia’s limitless reserves of Soviet-era armor and artillery.
Great success!
Give 'em a break!
They’re necessarily small businesses, and if they get say, a bad sack of raw beans, or the roast doesn’t come out right for one reason or another, they still have to make a living.
The wild pigs don’t really have any natural predators, but the scavengers like buzzards, vultures, condors, big cats, wild canines and bears…
Now that I think about it, blue is the color of D-Con rodenticide.
I wonder if that’s what the pigs were eating.
Damn, I was hoping to go hunting and eat wild pig that I had killed myself someday.
That’s not going to happen now…
A Jurassic Park thing popped into my head: Wild resurrected David Lynches wandering a preserve, chasing hapless tourists.