Geoff

@vk2tfg.bsky.social

Retired engineer/tech, medicus artium mechanicarum, loves making stuff & solving puzzles.

People, young and old, came to the witch for directions. "I seek adventure." "I seek wisdom." "I need a place to feel at home." "I feel like I need to cry, but I can't." The witch listened, and told all where to find what they sought. And the local library thrived. #CrossRepost

"A specific entry for “pelican” is absent from the Australian National Dictionary, but the consensus online is that it means a fool or a clown, based on perceptions of the bird as slow-moving, with an ungainly physiognomy." Yeah, that tracks. www.theguardian.com/australia-ne...

Paul Hogan has reportedly called Pauline Hanson a ‘pelican’. Please explain?

Crocodile Dundee was held up by the One Nation leader as an exemplar of ‘Australian monoculture’. Hoges had other ideas

theguardian.com

"You have tampered in the Gods' domain!" the god shouted. "Well, maybe, but you gods tamper in the human domain all the time!" "That's... That's different!" "How?" "We are Gods! It's what we do!" "And we are human. Likewise." "I..." The god sighed. "Fair. But keep it quiet, okay?"

The parking attendant paused by the double-length bay. Intended for mobile homes and cars with trailers, it was currently occupied by a sleeping dragon. No parts of it extended beyond the lines, and the paper ticket was clearly displayed, impaled on a horn. The parking attendant moved on.

"It's none of my business," the woman said, "but..." The witch did not roll her eyes. "...I heard you gave the baker's gal fangs, and claws." "She asked." "You've made her a monster!" "Adding doesn't make you a monster. Removing does." "Removing what?" "Someone's right to be who they are."