Shhh… Don’t tell the kid…. but that isn’t a real ostrich pushing his stroller.
Makes me wonder what a fluffy ostrich costume would have been made of back then… before WWI, before synthetics (except for a bit of flamable, cellulose fiber rayon.) Looks like some of it might be sheepskin.
We mostly got more generic dolls… These were mostly expensive.
We all wanted (but never got) Ginny dolls… They were small, maybe 6″, and you could buy them clothes that probably cos as much as some of my own.
One cousin had several Madame Alexander dolls… They came in different characters. She’d get one for her birthday, and put it on a shelf for display. But she wasnt allowed to play with them!
I did have a Toni doll, passed down from an older cousin… I loved her and played with her… But it took me years to realize she was supposed to have longish hair… My cousin had cut it short.
A visiting aunt took us shopping, and bought us each a nice doll. I don’t remember the brand of mine, but she was pretty. My little sister got Tiny Tears, who came in a little suitcase with lots of clothes,.making other girls in the neighborhood jealous (including me, but I loved my doll too.)
Barbie wasn’t expensive, but I was told I was too old.
We treated our dolls like real children. I still cringe when little kids mistreat their dolls and stuffed animals, or give stuffies to dogs, even ones meant for them.
My friends had Barbie. I got Midge because she had brown hair and freckles like me. I would have preferred Barbie. I can remember my Mom buying patterns to make clothes because they cost so much.
My mom made a (basically) life-szed doll for my younger sister. When she tore the arm off using it to beat on my brother and I, Mom was “annoyed”. And we never deserved it, cross my heart!
It’s a painting by Oleg Shuplyak, who I’m pretty sure takes his art seriously, and probably wouldn’t like to see it pirated in low resolution black and white as a puzzle.
Then again, it’s hard to resist trying it. I can see six….
Sue Lyon, who must be 16, as she played Lolita in ’62, and famously wasn’t allowed into the theater. Standing with Deborah Kerr, and Ava Gardener, behind Richard Burton.
In 1964
on the set of….
Night of the Iguana
.
about which….
It was about the struggles of a defrocked pastor, and the women he was leading on a tour in southern Mexico. Intense, rather dark, erotic in a way but not graphic. A great movie… but definitely not family entertainment
As long as the word is in context, and the first and last letter are correct, the brain sorts it out. As the thing says, the brain doesn’t read all of the letters in a word normally.
Honestly, you shouldn’t eat them if they’re that old.
I know I wrote in favor of not jumping the gun on tossing food… But very little from the 10 century, for instance, or even the 18th, would still be edible.
Or course I was joking, cos they’re talking about when they were first made, or “invented”, not how old they are in their cupboards… or how long they keep.
Otherwise they’d have had to include things that were discovered, and eaten as is, like salt, and honey, which I’m sure predated any of the ones on this chart. Both keep forever.
Fun fact. Honey is antibacterial. Two ways. Not only does it have chemicals that are antibacterial but sugars tie up water that bacteria needs to live.
” Otherwise they’d have had to include things that were discovered, and eaten as is, like salt, and honey, which I’m sure predated any of the ones on this chart. Both keep forever.”
I bought some 2 million year old sea salt and it had an expiry date on it … go figure.
I looked at my salt… just regular old store brand iodized salt… And it has a date as well.
A “best by” date, which doesn’t mean it’s spoiled or harmful. It’s just about quality.
Like salt will go down in quality.
I add very little salt to food. I get enough in the prepared things like mayo, canned beans, etc… and when I don’t eat eat anything salted, which is often, I just don’t eat salt.
That said, my salt is dated best by September 2025.
I’ll have to get a fresh container…. someday. Maybe.
Since I am half Ukrainian I can speak with some authority about Pierogi.
First off …the i is silent and the g is pronounced like an h and the last i like the i in it. (Per -oh-hi)
These delightful morsels of boiled pasta like pouches can be filled with anything you like but most commonly with a mixture of potatoes that have small pieces of caramalized onions in them. Another standard preparation are meat pierogi which are filled with a mixture of ground beef, veal, pork, potatoes and a touch of onions and carrots.
There also dessert pierogis that can be filled with cherries, peaches or any other fruit .
It is really a staple all across eastern Europe and not particularly known as Ukrainian or Polish food . Many Jewish households ate them also but they were usually bigger and a potato/onion filling.
Traditionally, the potato/onion filling was eaten with sour cream although my kids used to put Chinese cherry sauce on them as my grandmother turned over in her grave.
That’s a whole lot more than you probably wanted or cared to know but if you’ve ever had real home made ones you would understand my passion for them.
I love pierogies, but don’t get them often.
We don’t see them in stores or restaurants around here, though one grocery store carries (not great) frozen ones.
I’ve always meant to make some from scratch but I never did.
I’m sure there are Jewish ones, but I’ve only had kreplach… a smaller, thinner version served in soup.
I used to visit my sister in Vancouver, where there were lots of small restaurants serving big cheap plates of pierogies, and I always made sure to have some.
Most stores here don’t have them, so it’s surprising a place with limited items carries them, and in kind of huge bags for one person… but they’re good.
Usually only beef, from a brand called Bibigo.
Also stuffed dough, but a different cuisine from pierogie… I love both!
Just an FYI before the cartoon.
One of the PNW Tribes (that still has lands) has released a pair of California Condors on their land. They reported that the pair is building a new nest.
I am so irritated with myself, The ninth difference, for me, was likely one of the easiest for many others. It’s failure to see the forest for the trees.
Still, I believe I’ve found them all. Now to check.
Like all the puzzles, this one has run before, but in this case it’s been more years than usual.
I always solve them as though I’ve never seen them before, which mostly feels like the case, anyway, after so long.
After solving this one, I had a flashback to doing it way back when…I didn’t post solutions then, but I always solved them, and every so often, i got to try one early, as a test for difficulty, or problems.
StelBel sent me this one… I’d totally forgotten about being laughed at by her (on the phone) cos I missed the very most obvious difference of all.
She wouldn’t give me a hint, but cruelly laughed at me till I found it.
I just didn’t see….
The misspelled Alpo on the big bag on the bottom rack of the cart.
People don’t notice cos they’re only looking at the males, not even realizing that the brown, smaller females and little brown chicks are the same species.
There’s a long drive east of here, sort of a shortcut, or just a different way to drive part of the route to Sacramento, the capital of California, on a smaller highway, which goes through what was once all marshland.
I haven’t been there for years, so I don’t know if it’s still the same, but except for the built up highway, it was still marshy, and you could see herons, and cranes, and big flocks of redwing blackbirds.
The red patches are smaller when they’re roosting. Sometimes cars would startle them, or maybe it was just time, and a cloud of black birds wouid suddenly rise into the air, bright red and yellow flashing… with almost unnoticeable dusty brown females mixed in.
.
“Ahhh….I remember it well…”
That line made me think of Maurice Chevalier and Hermione Gingold in Gigi.
Yes! That’s what I was quoting!
Belle, there, you must know starred in Gigi on Bassetway, of course.
I should have put in some ♪♪♪ ….
I get annoyed cos all I can do on the keyboard are those little ones and the emoji ones post as links.
,
Big Bird’s grandpa?
Or great great great….
Shhh… Don’t tell the kid…. but that isn’t a real ostrich pushing his stroller.
Makes me wonder what a fluffy ostrich costume would have been made of back then… before WWI, before synthetics (except for a bit of flamable, cellulose fiber rayon.) Looks like some of it might be sheepskin.
Burlap?
Maybe for the neck?
Not the fluffy stuff.
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Meant to post last night… This is the UK edition, which I recognized by the price, so I googled it.
I didn’t know there was one, or that it was only partially related to the US edition.
Licensed logo and characters, and some content, but not always at the same time.
#90 was quite different from the US #90… this cover represents the parody inside of Bullitt, and Steve McQueen.
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We mostly got more generic dolls… These were mostly expensive.
We all wanted (but never got) Ginny dolls… They were small, maybe 6″, and you could buy them clothes that probably cos as much as some of my own.
One cousin had several Madame Alexander dolls… They came in different characters. She’d get one for her birthday, and put it on a shelf for display. But she wasnt allowed to play with them!
I did have a Toni doll, passed down from an older cousin… I loved her and played with her… But it took me years to realize she was supposed to have longish hair… My cousin had cut it short.
A visiting aunt took us shopping, and bought us each a nice doll. I don’t remember the brand of mine, but she was pretty. My little sister got Tiny Tears, who came in a little suitcase with lots of clothes,.making other girls in the neighborhood jealous (including me, but I loved my doll too.)
Barbie wasn’t expensive, but I was told I was too old.
We treated our dolls like real children. I still cringe when little kids mistreat their dolls and stuffed animals, or give stuffies to dogs, even ones meant for them.
Of course, it probably made me neurotic. 🙂
My friends had Barbie. I got Midge because she had brown hair and freckles like me. I would have preferred Barbie. I can remember my Mom buying patterns to make clothes because they cost so much.
I bought a cheap Barbie imitation doll… my parents didn’t want me to “play” with dolls any more.
I sewed clothes for her well into my teens. No patterns, just my own designs, mostly not on the machine.
My excuse for having a doll was saying i wanted to be a designer.
My mom made a (basically) life-szed doll for my younger sister. When she tore the arm off using it to beat on my brother and I, Mom was “annoyed”. And we never deserved it, cross my heart!
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I got five in 10 seconds. Then the brain went out to lunch.
I got five tonight.
I might do better tomorrow morning.
Six
Sigh….
It’s not a photo, obviously.
It’s a painting by Oleg Shuplyak, who I’m pretty sure takes his art seriously, and probably wouldn’t like to see it pirated in low resolution black and white as a puzzle.
Then again, it’s hard to resist trying it. I can see six….
But meanwhile, here’s a better copy….
Thanks, Susan, clarity helped me find #6.
You’re welcome!
I saw 6, but I wasn’t sure about one of them, because I thought I might have seen another candidate, till I looked at this one.
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Ummmmm NO!
Another potential Darwin Award recipient!
Maybe posthumously…
Oh wait…
They’re all posthumous. You have to take yourself out of the gene pool to win.
I’d say we have three candidates, since there’s no railing on that ledge.
Best to hope the big guy at the far left doesn’t have an axe to grind with far-right guy.
And that he won’t fall off, himself, if far-right guy drops the air-conditioner, or whatever that is, and shakes the ladder.
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It’s either a video game or a Japanese anime. Akira?
That’s a relief, after all the idiots we see.
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I know that view! More daddy!
Oh, yeah. His way of showing affection is to bite and chew on me.
You have a lion??
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Charlie’s Angels. ???
Those crossed my mind too…
In 1964
Night of the Iguana
It made then unknown Puerto Vallarta famous.
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Easy. Now rotate it 180 degrees and try again…
As long as the word is in context, and the first and last letter are correct, the brain sorts it out. As the thing says, the brain doesn’t read all of the letters in a word normally.
I’m surprised if it’s really only 55 out of 100.
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Honestly, you shouldn’t eat them if they’re that old.
I know I wrote in favor of not jumping the gun on tossing food… But very little from the 10 century, for instance, or even the 18th, would still be edible.
There is probably a lost crock of kimchi buried in Korea somewhere that is that old and perfectly safe to eat.
Sauerkraut too, and soy sauce.
Or course I was joking, cos they’re talking about when they were first made, or “invented”, not how old they are in their cupboards… or how long they keep.
Otherwise they’d have had to include things that were discovered, and eaten as is, like salt, and honey, which I’m sure predated any of the ones on this chart. Both keep forever.
Fun fact. Honey is antibacterial. Two ways. Not only does it have chemicals that are antibacterial but sugars tie up water that bacteria needs to live.
” Otherwise they’d have had to include things that were discovered, and eaten as is, like salt, and honey, which I’m sure predated any of the ones on this chart. Both keep forever.”
I bought some 2 million year old sea salt and it had an expiry date on it … go figure.
Really??
I know you might be joking, but if not… that’s insane!
Maybe they don’t realize it, but they’re saying their packaging is going to make it go bad, cos it otherwise wouldn’t.
Here in the UK, all foods have to be labelled with either an expiry, or ‘best before’ date, including salt.
Same here in Germany.
That’s probably true here too.
It doesn’t make it not insane… 😀
I looked at my salt… just regular old store brand iodized salt… And it has a date as well.
A “best by” date, which doesn’t mean it’s spoiled or harmful. It’s just about quality.
Like salt will go down in quality.
I add very little salt to food. I get enough in the prepared things like mayo, canned beans, etc… and when I don’t eat eat anything salted, which is often, I just don’t eat salt.
That said, my salt is dated best by September 2025.
I’ll have to get a fresh container…. someday. Maybe.
Pierogi crash course.
Since I am half Ukrainian I can speak with some authority about Pierogi.
First off …the i is silent and the g is pronounced like an h and the last i like the i in it. (Per -oh-hi)
These delightful morsels of boiled pasta like pouches can be filled with anything you like but most commonly with a mixture of potatoes that have small pieces of caramalized onions in them. Another standard preparation are meat pierogi which are filled with a mixture of ground beef, veal, pork, potatoes and a touch of onions and carrots.
There also dessert pierogis that can be filled with cherries, peaches or any other fruit .
It is really a staple all across eastern Europe and not particularly known as Ukrainian or Polish food . Many Jewish households ate them also but they were usually bigger and a potato/onion filling.
Traditionally, the potato/onion filling was eaten with sour cream although my kids used to put Chinese cherry sauce on them as my grandmother turned over in her grave.
That’s a whole lot more than you probably wanted or cared to know but if you’ve ever had real home made ones you would understand my passion for them.
Thank you!
I love pierogies, but don’t get them often.
We don’t see them in stores or restaurants around here, though one grocery store carries (not great) frozen ones.
I’ve always meant to make some from scratch but I never did.
I’m sure there are Jewish ones, but I’ve only had kreplach… a smaller, thinner version served in soup.
I used to visit my sister in Vancouver, where there were lots of small restaurants serving big cheap plates of pierogies, and I always made sure to have some.
Try Korean Mandu. Even the frozen ones are good,
In case you see this… I buy those at Costco.
Most stores here don’t have them, so it’s surprising a place with limited items carries them, and in kind of huge bags for one person… but they’re good.
Usually only beef, from a brand called Bibigo.
Also stuffed dough, but a different cuisine from pierogie… I love both!
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Nope!
Why?
It depends on what’s happening…
If that’s just a little sluice gate, releasing water into a flat lake, all you have to do is duck and it’ll soon level off on the other side.
But if it’s a spillway, and that whole log raft is about to tilt to 45°… they’re crazy.
But why wouldn’t they be wearing more gear, if that’s what’s happening?
Bathing suits, life jackets….. not long sleeved shirts and jeans, and caps that’ll fly right off
it’s a recreational log ride that encounters an unexpected , but not insurmountable barrier
The operators took people on a log ride without knowing there was a (new?) dam in the route?
Remind me not to book their tours!
At least, presumably, then, they’re not about to tip into a 45° spillway!
I’m just speculating myself…. I thought that’s the only reason all those people were crammed in there
And they seem to be going about their business like it’s a normal Saturday on the Rapids
They’re all crazy… That seems to cover it
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Beautiful.
Just an FYI before the cartoon.
One of the PNW Tribes (that still has lands) has released a pair of California Condors on their land. They reported that the pair is building a new nest.
In case you still needed one, this is the answer to “Why shouldn’t you take Cleo shopping?”
Did Clara really think her choices would matter?
Not if they don’t fit in the cart with enough kibble.
A dog wouldn’t survive running out, you know.
What about Clara and Claude’s need for food?
I’m sure a certain basset hound would say “Let them eat kibble!”
Cleo must have changed her mind a bit in between panels. You’ll see 9 differences, I’m sure.
I am so irritated with myself, The ninth difference, for me, was likely one of the easiest for many others. It’s failure to see the forest for the trees.
Still, I believe I’ve found them all. Now to check.
👍
I understand.
Like all the puzzles, this one has run before, but in this case it’s been more years than usual.
I always solve them as though I’ve never seen them before, which mostly feels like the case, anyway, after so long.
After solving this one, I had a flashback to doing it way back when…I didn’t post solutions then, but I always solved them, and every so often, i got to try one early, as a test for difficulty, or problems.
StelBel sent me this one… I’d totally forgotten about being laughed at by her (on the phone) cos I missed the very most obvious difference of all.
She wouldn’t give me a hint, but cruelly laughed at me till I found it.
The misspelled Alpo on the big bag on the bottom rack of the cart.
This time I saw it though.
I missed that one 🙁 This is annoying given one of Nighthawks other posted images that I commented on….
Tonight?
Yes, I was in the 55 or so people…..
Oh right… but this is exactly the same.
You should have missed it.
My work here is done
Actually, you have assisted me in gaining a little piece of knowledge. A recent ‘The Whiteboard’ mentioned Alpo, and I had no idea what it was.
That’s because the mind corrects it…
It’s exactly the same as the reading puzzle above.
First and last letter in place.
That’s what I was referring to.
That’s the one!
I missed the 9th due to the first and last letters being in the correct place.
Cincinnati. Sixth Street Market House as seen through alley in 1938.
Clouded Leopard for Caturday.
cool! keep the caturday kitties coming
Cats on Caturday, Bunnies on Bunday 🙂
Female Red-winged Blackbird.
Let’s see. She isn’t black, and she doesn’t have red wings. Other than that, the name suits her perfectly.
Female Blackbirds over here in the UK are brown, only the males are black (With a yellow beak).
The adult ones.
Same here in Germany.
It’s the same here.
They’re one of the most sexually dimorphic birds.
People don’t notice cos they’re only looking at the males, not even realizing that the brown, smaller females and little brown chicks are the same species.
There’s a long drive east of here, sort of a shortcut, or just a different way to drive part of the route to Sacramento, the capital of California, on a smaller highway, which goes through what was once all marshland.
I haven’t been there for years, so I don’t know if it’s still the same, but except for the built up highway, it was still marshy, and you could see herons, and cranes, and big flocks of redwing blackbirds.
The red patches are smaller when they’re roosting. Sometimes cars would startle them, or maybe it was just time, and a cloud of black birds wouid suddenly rise into the air, bright red and yellow flashing… with almost unnoticeable dusty brown females mixed in.