As long as we’re on the subject of statues coming to life, here is the all-time boss statue-coming-to-life scene ever, created by special effects genius Ray Harryhausen for Jason and the Argonauts (1963). My cats seem to enjoy it when I imitate Talos, although I must say it never helped me during job interviews.
When the hurly-burly’s done, When the battle’s lost and won/
Everyone around here knows It’s time for critter videos.
Thing is, you never know what animals are going to do next. Or what they’re doing just now, sometimes. Like the dog frantically trying to remove rocks from the brook. Or the cockatiels who won’t led the hapless human type on the keyboard. Go figure.
We had a Sex Show hear at Collidge yeasterday “and” i was Trying “so” hard to hoock up whith “a” Trans Wommin but My Moth Antenners thay “kep” getting In “the” weighy and it maked me unhapy untill “I” find this Boooth whith a sine on it it sayed “Let Me desine Your Sex Bot”!!! Oboy!
Wel the Delucks Moddle it costed whay too Mutch i culdnt afourd it but the guy in the Boooth “he was” real Smart,, he “is” a Ingineer Stodent and he sayed he “can” bild me a spacial Sex Rowbot out of a “old” Toester Ovin and aslo some Car Parts and its OK that i hasnt got no Munny insted of munny “I” can be his Slayve for a wile!!! it is OK four me “to” bea a Slayve becose i amb Coccasian or somthing!
So he is goingto get to wurk on bilding my “own” Cusstum Maid Sex Rowbot and i jist cantt whaite untill its Done!! I did assk him if “he” culd make it has Artafistule Intellagints and he sayed the Rowbot it wuld “be” at Leest as Smart as me!!! Mayby even Smarter!
Man i thinck I amb in Loove!!!!
All by pure chance? Really?
(Thanks to my chess buddy, “Ohio Chess Fan,” for posting this article on my “Playground Player” page at http://www.chessgames.com/ .)
Jeff Miller, Ph. D. (in biomechanical engineering), was asked how advocates ought to argue the science of Creation before their county school board. This is his answer.
Because that which may be known of God is manifest in them; for God hath showed it unto them. For the invisible things of him from the creation of the world are clearly seen, being understood by the things that are made, even his eternal power and Godhead; so that they are without excuse. –St. Paul (Romans 1:19-20)
You’d think eight interminable years of President *Batteries Not Included would have been enough for anybody, but Democrat ex-presidents never shut up and go away. Now Mr. and Mrs. Obama have struck a deal with Netflix to “produce stories” and “heal the political divide” in America (http://www.breitbart.com/big-hollywood/2018/05/24/obama-wants-netflix-projects-to-ease-americas-political-divide/). By calling everybody but liberals “bitter clingers,” as he once did?
Some of Netflix’s customers are, shall we say, unhappy with this and have threatened to cancel their subscriptions.
The purpose of the “stories,” the worst president ever said, is to “train the next generation of leaders.” Heaven forbid: that kind of leadership, no country needs. Where would such leaders take us? More “fundamental transformation”?
What’s deeply offensive is the Obamas and Netflix striking a pose of nonpartisanship. The CEO of Netflix endorsed Hillary Clinton, who refers to normal Americans as “deplorables,” and warned that unless we elected The Smartest Woman Ever, Donald Trump would “destroy America.”
But open borders, spying on your political rivals, politicizing the agencies of government that everybody has to pay for, “gay marriage” and transgenderism taught in grade school, and making it a crime to question Global Warming… won’t?
If there were just some way to get this guy out of our hair!
Obama-era Secretary of Education Arne Duncan is in the nooze again, this time calling for a nationwide boycott of public schools “until the gun laws change” (https://patch.com/illinois/chicago/arne-duncan-calls-school-boycott-until-gun-laws-change).
For once we can agree with Arne. By all means pull the kids out of those schools! Because the “education” that they get there sucks. Let’s go a step farther: pull ’em out and never send ’em back.
Has Arne really thought this through? He calls on 50 million parents to pull their kids out of public school. For how long? “Until the laws change.” But what if that takes a long, long time? Do we keep on paying exorbitant school tax while the buildings sit unused? What about teacher salaries and pensions? True, we already get virtually nothing for all that money anyhow, but this is drastic. And what about salaries and benefits for administrators, first-grade guidance counselors, gender counselors, diversity experts, and the rest of the crew?
And what would he consider adequate changes in the gun laws? We already have scores of gun laws, dozens of which get broken whenever anyone decides to massacre his fellow citizens. What new gun laws do you want, Arne? Libs are usually afraid to admit they want to abolish our Second Amendment right to bear arms. Meanwhile in Merrie England, where private ownership of a gun for self-defense is all but forbidden, the murder rate in London has surpassed that of New York City. For some reason the criminals over there just aren’t obeying Britain’s gun laws.
Arne, old sport, be careful what you wish for. Take the kids out of public school, and the whole progressive project goes down the drain. Stop indoctrinatin’ and presto, no more new liberals!
The colleges won’t thank you for it, man.
It’s a good thing none of these statues came to life while people were trying to pull them down, last summer. I wonder how fast you have to run, for the statue not to catch you.
FYI, Global Warming also causes cigars to burn up one side and not the other, bad blind dates, itchy scalp, and Elizabeth Warren.
Having two deaths in my family virtually back-to-back has made hymns more precious to me. I feel them more acutely. But I’ve always loved this one, This Is My Father’s World. “Though the wrong seem oft so strong, God is the ruler yet.”
Boy, a lot of people sure provide their cats with cool toys. My cats won’t chase jingly balls. Give ’em a cardboard box and they’re happy. Check out what appears to be a Whack-a-Mole game for cats.
I think I’ll go play with my squeaky toy now.