Sunday, February 6, 2022

Monday Stuff On the Way to Other Stuff: Recoup

     After a horrendous few weeks, we are... still here. That's about all I can say. 

God is good -- all the time. All the time -- God is good. 



A renovation project on a historic hotel produces some mysteries. 

Ten ways to prepare for an economic downturn.  (From Living Life in Rural Iowa)

Cheap air tickets? Scott's Cheap Flights may be the site you're looking for...

Reader comments -- on what are already funny comments!   Also from Bored Panda:

Some amazing power moves by women. You go, girls!

The rooster bully who kept a North Carolina rescue society hopping!  They called him 'Cluck' Norris...





Rude guests. These would be even funnier, if I weren't wincing so much. At least I can give it a rest by laughing at this:

'Flower guy,' prancing down the aisle at his friends' wedding in Florida. What a guy...turns out there's more than one of these 'flower dudes' out there!

Can YOU figure out the code to Charles Dickens' 'Tavistock letter?' There's a reward involved. (I read it was solved -- too late, if you were interested.)

A Beatrix Potter painting of one of her mousey characters is up for sale: for 85,000 pounds. Yow!

We don't smell as bad we used to. At least that's what these scientists are arguing.

BLM in California has 60 days to show its paperwork...or the fines start.  Is it really a nonprofit? If so, it should prove it. After all, Patrisse Cullors was so evenhanded in her use of BLM money. 

Did you know that if your skin is white, you're automatically a "socialized racist?" So says the head of one Georgia school board...plus some other interesting things.

'The Chosen:' one of the highest crowdfunded projects EVER.

Poor Anna Sorokin is feeling isolated...although she finally admits that maybe, just perhaps she made some questionable choices in the past few years. Oh, and the money's gone. In the immortal words of R.I.P.D.: "Boo dee hoo hoo."


Have a good week.



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