I reached under the kitchen sink this evening to grab a new bag for the recycling. As I was doing so I noticed that the under-sink air was funkier than normal. The building I live in was built in 1927 and the area under the kitchen sink seems that it may be original, so it’s usually a bit musty but this wasn’t quite like normal.
I knelt down to see if I could find the source of the odor…
…and two beady eyes were staring out at me from atop the garbage disposal.
a baby one
But still an opossum.
I’ve barricaded the cabinet with an Ikea end table and dining chair and now I’m having Scotch.
This will be a fun conversation with the maintenance guy tomorrow.
When even the words you use to describe an issue are fraudulent, that’s a good signal that no one should be paying any attention to you.via A schediastic hootenanny – Profiles in Bullshit, “Ground Zero Mosque” Edition.
iPhone (3.85mm, f/2.4, 1/15 sec, ISO1000)
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iPhone (3.85mm, f/2.4, 1/15 sec, ISO250)
I couldn’t resist the basket of pickling cucumbers at the farmer’s market this morning. This is my first shot at refrigerator pickles… taste-test tomorrow at lunchtime!
Independent verification of the vehicle’s speed is not necessary to support a conviction for speeding.Say what?
(Shared by Josh)
These interesting visualizations transform San Francisco crime data into a topographical map. Mt. Loin and the Mission Range are not very surprising.
I’d be curious to see what a similar visualization for Atlanta would look like.