But it’s my JOB to chew things! Toys, rugs, walls, the bottom of cabinets, your clothes, your shoes, your treasured possesions, and everything else that I can get my teeth on! How else will I know what isn’t chewable (maybe in your eyes, anyway) if I don’t try them?
Well, if you aren’t a pollinator, maybe you shouldn’t be so close. These ladies are doing their job. Back up, wear a coat and a hard hat, carry a clip board, look official, and maybe you can sneak in for a sniff.
“Yes, bees do sleep. They typically sleep for 5 to 8 hours a day, with forager bees resting at night when darkness prevents them from flying, often while clinging to flowers, stems, or inside the hive. They exhibit reduced movement, drooping antennae, and lowered body temperature, sometimes falling over sideways if very tired.”
Invented by engineer Douglas Engelbart, in 1964, it wasn’t quite yet called a mouse.
It used two knife edged metal wheels to determine its location on a surface, so at first he called it an X-Y Position Indicator.
As an aside… I saw my first home computer, but couldn’t afford one, in about 1978. It was a Commodore PET, with 2k of RAM, used a TV for a monitor, and cost $2,000. If you wanted it to perform number calculations, you had to have a math co-processor installed, for another few hundred. But there was no mouse.
I used computers at the library in the early 80s, and got my own Commodore 128, around 1986. My IBM compatibles, first an 8088, then a 286… starting in the late 1980s.
Not one of those computers that I saw or used had a mouse. None of my friends (that I can recall) used a mouse.
It wasn’t until my 486, in 1995, that I got my first, second hand, mouse…. and also started mostly using Windows instead of DOS.
Yes, they were around since the mid 1980s… The first Macs came with a mouse… but to those of us using PCs they seemed like expensive curiosities. A new one in the early 1990s cost something like $150.00.
Now I can’t imagine a computer without one. So much of the 1990s seems like yesterday, but keyboarding in a DOS shell feels like 100 years ago.
In my early (and later) jobs, I championed the early use of computers for PC board layout, pick and place assembly, transfer from EBCDIC to ASCII, circuit simulation, configuration control, and later mechanical design and simulation. Fun stuff, and I never worked a day in my life.
I’ve always wished I’d gotten a little more interested, a little earlier…
I worked retail, including management, cut hair, was briefly in real estate… I’ve worn a lot of hats.
By the time I realized I was interested in computers, it was pretty much too little too late for a career in it.
So I’ve never had a computer class or any training, but taught myself what I could. Even built a computer.
Since I already tutored reading and arithmetic, as a side job, I ended up sometimes tutoring computer skills to adults, as well… but just user skills, not programming, building, or electronics.
Or, maybe (shudder), a better bathroom design.
Interesting, I saved a major warehouse redesign simply by simulating the movement (or the impossibility of movement) of a forklift.
I did see a TV home renovation program that featured their upstairs bathroom design that featured a toilet they’d tucked under the roof eave. Great for setters, a bit of a challenge for pointers…
It’s The Honeymooners, all right, but that sure isn’t the Kramden apartment. Must be where the Nortons live. The couch along the wall between the door and window (with curtains!) is a dead giveaway. I’d love to see a color picture of the regular set.
me too. It’s walls are probably just as drab as these are.
dark green walls….I’m thinking that it would be depressing to look at everyday .
maybe that explains Ralph’s anger issues
The living room of.my paternal grandparent’s house, in Alameda, California, had dark green walls. Not somber, sort of deep emerald.
We lived with them, briefly, when we moved to California when I was two, but moved 100 miles away,.and later, to Ohio, so we only visited them about once a year, till I was ten.
But I still remember those walls. They must have made an impression on me. They were beautiful, to me, and elegant.
I think this is from the same Popeye cartoon somebody posted a link to quite awhile back…
I can’t remember the name of the site, but their links have some kind of… I dunno what… magical touch detection for the whole page? Auto-start?
I don’t know that kind of stuff… I only know that I heard the music start, and loudly, any time I opened or refreshed the page, and had to scroll way down to find the cartoon and stop it. A couple of other people said it happened for them, as well.
So if you know the site I mean and you’re thinking about posting it again… please don’t!
To some people, I’m sure there are a lot of mysteries surrounding a talking basset hound… Not everybody has seen one.
But here, on Cleo’s very own website, we’ve become quite nonchalant about the fact that our long-eared heroine (and I use that word very loosely), can not only talk, but walk upright, dial a phone, and perform many many not very typical basset activities.
Still… I’d like to know what Claude and Cleo are doing in a California padre’s chamber, in the 19h century. We’ve seen this chamber before… IIRC, it’s the home of the very priest who helped our hero, Perroâ„¢, defeat the evil Commandante.
Okay, I don’t know how they got there, but I’m told they promised, even Cleo(!) not to change anything, and risk changing the course of history.
But there are differences between the panels! Some obvious, but some exceedingly subtle!
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Looks like trouble to me.
But it’s my JOB to chew things! Toys, rugs, walls, the bottom of cabinets, your clothes, your shoes, your treasured possesions, and everything else that I can get my teeth on! How else will I know what isn’t chewable (maybe in your eyes, anyway) if I don’t try them?
Aww… But what an adorable face.
No wonder they get away with so much!
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Note added later….
Just had to edit cos I didn’t notice for 3 hours that my pal autocorrect had changed “adorable” to “affordable”.
I think the true purpose of autocorrect is to give somebody, presumably at Google, a good laugh at making us look like idiots.
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Skeet (with soft pellets).
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What are they using for bait? Inquiring minds want to know. Asking for a friend.
Probably chewing gum.
That’s what I’ve always heard, too.
But if you’ve ever tried picking up anything with gum… It’s not all that sticky.
It sticks to your shoes cos you unintentionally press down on it, but picking up a coin on the end of a string sounds impossible.
Maybe it works better when it’s freshly chewed.
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Thanks! Now I’ll have nightmares about sniffing Spring flowers!
Well, if you aren’t a pollinator, maybe you shouldn’t be so close. These ladies are doing their job. Back up, wear a coat and a hard hat, carry a clip board, look official, and maybe you can sneak in for a sniff.
the caption said these bees were sleeping.
didn’t know they slept
I didn’t know, so I did a Google search:
“Yes, bees do sleep. They typically sleep for 5 to 8 hours a day, with forager bees resting at night when darkness prevents them from flying, often while clinging to flowers, stems, or inside the hive. They exhibit reduced movement, drooping antennae, and lowered body temperature, sometimes falling over sideways if very tired.”
Who knew‽
Well, they can sleep in flowers, as long as they stay asleep… and I see them.
But I don’t want them to be hiding, and my nose to be the thing that wakes them up
Looks to me like they’re cuddling. Happy Valentine’s day all!
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The only time I can think of they’d traditionally be wearing top hats…
Has to be Presidents John F. Kennedy and Dwight D. Eisenhower, at Kennedy’s inauguration, which would have been in January of 1961.
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Invented by engineer Douglas Engelbart, in 1964, it wasn’t quite yet called a mouse.
It used two knife edged metal wheels to determine its location on a surface, so at first he called it an X-Y Position Indicator.
As an aside… I saw my first home computer, but couldn’t afford one, in about 1978. It was a Commodore PET, with 2k of RAM, used a TV for a monitor, and cost $2,000. If you wanted it to perform number calculations, you had to have a math co-processor installed, for another few hundred. But there was no mouse.
I used computers at the library in the early 80s, and got my own Commodore 128, around 1986. My IBM compatibles, first an 8088, then a 286… starting in the late 1980s.
Not one of those computers that I saw or used had a mouse. None of my friends (that I can recall) used a mouse.
It wasn’t until my 486, in 1995, that I got my first, second hand, mouse…. and also started mostly using Windows instead of DOS.
Yes, they were around since the mid 1980s… The first Macs came with a mouse… but to those of us using PCs they seemed like expensive curiosities. A new one in the early 1990s cost something like $150.00.
Now I can’t imagine a computer without one. So much of the 1990s seems like yesterday, but keyboarding in a DOS shell feels like 100 years ago.
In my early (and later) jobs, I championed the early use of computers for PC board layout, pick and place assembly, transfer from EBCDIC to ASCII, circuit simulation, configuration control, and later mechanical design and simulation. Fun stuff, and I never worked a day in my life.
I’ve always wished I’d gotten a little more interested, a little earlier…
I worked retail, including management, cut hair, was briefly in real estate… I’ve worn a lot of hats.
By the time I realized I was interested in computers, it was pretty much too little too late for a career in it.
So I’ve never had a computer class or any training, but taught myself what I could. Even built a computer.
Since I already tutored reading and arithmetic, as a side job, I ended up sometimes tutoring computer skills to adults, as well… but just user skills, not programming, building, or electronics.
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Looks like it’s coin operated.
But the punching bag is already out there… so what do you get for your money?
To be admired for your punching power, or laughed at by your friends.
yes.the display shows how hard the punch was. that, of course, encourages repeat punches to get a higher score.
this guy, though, KO’d himself on his own first punch.
He better just stay down
It looked to me like he was a passing drunk, and took a wild swing, but didn’t put in a coin.
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Look twice… Maybe 6 times.
at first glance it looks like a baby elephant
A Salvador Dali elephant.
You do see what it really is, right?
you just assumed I didn’t take a second glance
Not true… I knew you did, cos you posted it
By the banks of the great, green, greasy, Limpopo river!
LOL!
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Appropriate that the advert below the skull is for ‘Snake Oil’……
what, did they get their product from the dumpster behind the medical research lab?
I hope so!
Much better than other options.
A monkey with a human jaw and human teeth? Must be from the Piltdown collection!
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Privacy is overrated, to some people.
Actually this needs the notch in the door solution from the other day.
Or, maybe (shudder), a better bathroom design.
Interesting, I saved a major warehouse redesign simply by simulating the movement (or the impossibility of movement) of a forklift.
I did see a TV home renovation program that featured their upstairs bathroom design that featured a toilet they’d tucked under the roof eave. Great for setters, a bit of a challenge for pointers…
Aww… It coulda been the start of a beautiful friendship.
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This has the be…
Okay, okay….
I suppose I should have edited this into my first comment, and then you’d never have known I forgot.
she’s the only one of the four still alive
It’s The Honeymooners, all right, but that sure isn’t the Kramden apartment. Must be where the Nortons live. The couch along the wall between the door and window (with curtains!) is a dead giveaway. I’d love to see a color picture of the regular set.
I was going to say, this set looks pretty crammed-in!
I saw what you did there
me too. It’s walls are probably just as drab as these are.
dark green walls….I’m thinking that it would be depressing to look at everyday .
maybe that explains Ralph’s anger issues
The living room of.my paternal grandparent’s house, in Alameda, California, had dark green walls. Not somber, sort of deep emerald.
We lived with them, briefly, when we moved to California when I was two, but moved 100 miles away,.and later, to Ohio, so we only visited them about once a year, till I was ten.
But I still remember those walls. They must have made an impression on me. They were beautiful, to me, and elegant.
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He’s a model performer.
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I think this is from the same Popeye cartoon somebody posted a link to quite awhile back…
I can’t remember the name of the site, but their links have some kind of… I dunno what… magical touch detection for the whole page? Auto-start?
I don’t know that kind of stuff… I only know that I heard the music start, and loudly, any time I opened or refreshed the page, and had to scroll way down to find the cartoon and stop it. A couple of other people said it happened for them, as well.
So if you know the site I mean and you’re thinking about posting it again… please don’t!
I shouldn’t have eaten that liver and Rocky Road sandwich! Urrrrp!
To some people, I’m sure there are a lot of mysteries surrounding a talking basset hound… Not everybody has seen one.
But here, on Cleo’s very own website, we’ve become quite nonchalant about the fact that our long-eared heroine (and I use that word very loosely), can not only talk, but walk upright, dial a phone, and perform many many not very typical basset activities.
Still… I’d like to know what Claude and Cleo are doing in a California padre’s chamber, in the 19h century. We’ve seen this chamber before… IIRC, it’s the home of the very priest who helped our hero, Perroâ„¢, defeat the evil Commandante.
Okay, I don’t know how they got there, but I’m told they promised, even Cleo(!) not to change anything, and risk changing the course of history.
But there are differences between the panels! Some obvious, but some exceedingly subtle!
Cleo! Claude! What have you done??!
A poor six.
Vindication today over my failure last week… Got ’em all.
Sneaky couple in there, again, nighthawks.
Thanks Susan!
You’re welcome!
And yeah, I thought it was hard.
I had to ask Nighthawks to verify two, just to make sure I was right before I posted a solution.
By artists Alegria del Prado (Octavio Alegria (Mexican) and Ester del Prado (Spanish)) in Boulogne-sur-Mer, France.
Hey, nothing a little whitewash and a bunch of graffiti tags can’t fix! Jets all the way!
Bunny!
Yellow-Rumped Warbler.
Before I fall asleep again…. I mean… rest my eyes some more…
Obi is a well-known hardware-store here in Germany.
I KNEW it!
it’s an International conspiracy !