I dunno if the word “palingdrome” would apply to numbers, but my previous landline was 8305038 – loved it. Had to change it though: 10 years after my divorce I was still getting more calls for my ex than I was for me. (Bill collectors, actually. I doubt she ever grew up.)
If you don’t see the EDIT mode on your screen, refresh your screen. Place your comment into EDIT mode, then delete it. It will still show on your screen, but if you refresh the screen again, it will disappear totally. IF I REMEMBER CORRECTLY.
There are two ways to edit… best, to me, is too use the little gear icon to the right of the reply button… if it’s not showing it will when you mouse or touch near it. Then an edit button drops down.
But that method will not delete a comment, or even leave an empty comment field.
For that, you need to use “click to edit”, which you can see below your text. If it’s not there you need to refresh, and it will appear.
One choice after you click it is “Delete my comment”.
You’re right… It looks for a moment like it’s not gone. But it will soon disappear.
Um….. well… Google says it’s Typhoon Wipha hitting Hong Kong, just this year, in July.
The building left of center with the curvy potato chip-shaped roof is the Hong Kong Conrad hotel, and the long sign, middle right side, that’s half reddish and half blueish, appears to have large Chinese characters on it.
Our families went through the Holiday Farm fire near Blue River Oregon. Lost two out of three homes. The third? No idea why it didn’t burn: everything around it did. It would have looked a lot like this photo. (Mom and I live about three hours away, but our valley was burning too – one fire got within a mile of Mom’s house.) Hard to believe that was five years ago. I’ve mentioned it here before. Saturday I’ll be back there…the memorial service for my uncle, the last family member who lost his home in that fire. He passed away last month, basically from old age (94). Mom is the only one of her generation left. Not the youngest of them, but the healthiest.
An old friend lives in a tiny town up the mountain from Paradise, CA, which was mostly destroyed in the Camp Fire, in 2018.
When they finally got back to their house after a long evacuation, roughly every other house had burned to the ground. There seemed to be no rhyme or reason.
They lost some trees, but their house was untouched. Neighbors on either side came back to nothing but burnt stumps and ashes.
It took months to get water, electricity and mail delivery restarted. I thought they would move, but they stayed, and a lot of the neighbors rebuilt.
Hey! A perfectly fine name. For a geezeress, I suppose.
I have to say, it IS kinda weird when your perfectly fine name starts turning into an old person name.
In 2008, already ancient history to Gen Alpha, I worked sometimes in a place where most of the employees were about 18. I remember two young fellows taking about a previous manager, but they couldn’t recall his name. One said “You know…it was some old guy name… like Greg.”
I suddenly felt about 102. And of course, I couldn’t wait to tell my friend Greg.
….
It used to be that every dime store, and later every Kmart, had a rack of kiddie license plates for your bike, or pencils, necklaces, or balloons, with a selection of names on them… and every town had enough Toms and Johns, Kates and Susans, to make it practical to sell them.
You could always find “Susan”… even at the end of the 20th century, when George and Betty started to be replaced by Dylan and Heather. My Boomer friend Heather finally could have bought a licence plate for her long lost tricycle, when she was about 55.
But now, most places don’t sell that stuff, cos they can’t keep up.
If you do find any, you have to hope that among the Ryans and Zacks and Zoes, they have the “right” spelling of Britni, Meghane, or Devin.
And George and Harry and Rose are popular baby names again, but you won’t find them on pencils.
not at all. I didn’t think his character was all that ‘magnificent’…..all he cared about was finding riches for personal gain–plus he (and Horst Bucholz) weren’t particularly well-known actors
I’m thinking maybe Nighthawks just didn’t realize for a minute that it was Friday night… it happens to me, too .
We’re in the middle of an exciting BatBasset story… that may have been on his mind instead.
Maybe he’ll realize in the morning and post the puzzle, or maybe he’ll post it for Sunday, or save it for next Saturday… I’m sure we’ll be ok 😀
In any case, the solution is ready, but I stay up late. When I get up it’s already quite late for East coasters…
So… Nighthawks… whichever you want to do is fine with me…
But IF you decide to post it in the morning, I won’t be back to post the solution till well into your afternoon.
I sent you the link to it, though…. so you can post that in a spoiler box if you want, and pretend it was me. Or not.
It’s all good.
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But what will your mother say?
“Give the kitty a kiss.”
“Do I have to?”
“Must he?”
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I dunno if the word “palingdrome” would apply to numbers, but my previous landline was 8305038 – loved it. Had to change it though: 10 years after my divorce I was still getting more calls for my ex than I was for me. (Bill collectors, actually. I doubt she ever grew up.)
Is there a way to delete a comment? Edit and erase doesn’t seem to work.
If you don’t see the EDIT mode on your screen, refresh your screen. Place your comment into EDIT mode, then delete it. It will still show on your screen, but if you refresh the screen again, it will disappear totally. IF I REMEMBER CORRECTLY.
Right.
There are two ways to edit… best, to me, is too use the little gear icon to the right of the reply button… if it’s not showing it will when you mouse or touch near it. Then an edit button drops down.
But that method will not delete a comment, or even leave an empty comment field.
For that, you need to use “click to edit”, which you can see below your text. If it’s not there you need to refresh, and it will appear.
One choice after you click it is “Delete my comment”.
You’re right… It looks for a moment like it’s not gone. But it will soon disappear.
….
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blue bayou!
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A nasty day in Boston (I think)
I’m getting seasick just thinking about it…
an even nastier day
Was that the molasses flood?
Yes!
Yes. Says so in the caption.
Um….. well… Google says it’s Typhoon Wipha hitting Hong Kong, just this year, in July.
The building left of center with the curvy potato chip-shaped roof is the Hong Kong Conrad hotel, and the long sign, middle right side, that’s half reddish and half blueish, appears to have large Chinese characters on it.
With the grey skies, and the odd splashes of colour, I thought at first it was a still from a video game.
,..
Our families went through the Holiday Farm fire near Blue River Oregon. Lost two out of three homes. The third? No idea why it didn’t burn: everything around it did. It would have looked a lot like this photo. (Mom and I live about three hours away, but our valley was burning too – one fire got within a mile of Mom’s house.) Hard to believe that was five years ago. I’ve mentioned it here before. Saturday I’ll be back there…the memorial service for my uncle, the last family member who lost his home in that fire. He passed away last month, basically from old age (94). Mom is the only one of her generation left. Not the youngest of them, but the healthiest.
He probably didn’t mind paying a pretty big water bill after that. 🙂
An old friend lives in a tiny town up the mountain from Paradise, CA, which was mostly destroyed in the Camp Fire, in 2018.
When they finally got back to their house after a long evacuation, roughly every other house had burned to the ground. There seemed to be no rhyme or reason.
They lost some trees, but their house was untouched. Neighbors on either side came back to nothing but burnt stumps and ashes.
It took months to get water, electricity and mail delivery restarted. I thought they would move, but they stayed, and a lot of the neighbors rebuilt.
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You chose the tortoise, right? The dog isn’t gonna be much good.
LOL!
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Hey! A perfectly fine name. For a geezeress, I suppose.
I have to say, it IS kinda weird when your perfectly fine name starts turning into an old person name.
In 2008, already ancient history to Gen Alpha, I worked sometimes in a place where most of the employees were about 18. I remember two young fellows taking about a previous manager, but they couldn’t recall his name. One said “You know…it was some old guy name… like Greg.”
I suddenly felt about 102. And of course, I couldn’t wait to tell my friend Greg.
….
It used to be that every dime store, and later every Kmart, had a rack of kiddie license plates for your bike, or pencils, necklaces, or balloons, with a selection of names on them… and every town had enough Toms and Johns, Kates and Susans, to make it practical to sell them.
You could always find “Susan”… even at the end of the 20th century, when George and Betty started to be replaced by Dylan and Heather. My Boomer friend Heather finally could have bought a licence plate for her long lost tricycle, when she was about 55.
But now, most places don’t sell that stuff, cos they can’t keep up.
If you do find any, you have to hope that among the Ryans and Zacks and Zoes, they have the “right” spelling of Britni, Meghane, or Devin.
And George and Harry and Rose are popular baby names again, but you won’t find them on pencils.
…,,,
Am I the only one who’s never heard of Brad Dexter?
I mean, except for turning up on these posters.
not at all. I didn’t think his character was all that ‘magnificent’…..all he cared about was finding riches for personal gain–plus he (and Horst Bucholz) weren’t particularly well-known actors
I wouldn’t have known Horst Bucholz when this movie came out… but by the time I saw it, I definitely knew him.
He was actually kind of a teen heartthrob, having by then been in 1-2-3, a film I loved, and played the handsome young boyfriend in Fanny.
I can see that – he’s probably the best looking in the lot of ’em. But what kind of name is Horst?
A German one.
Of course not. He didn’t know how not to smile in front of a camera.
I’ve never heard of him, but I do recognize him!
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He must have had super powers!
A very lucky man, who must have lived in just the right spot.
“Just outside”?
20 miles from Hiroshima.
Close only counts in horse shoes, hand grenades, and nuclear weapons.
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it’s been reported that there is one laughing pea in this mess o’ peas.
see if you can find that puppy
clicking on it enlarges it
Split pea soup, anyone?
No way. At least not tonight.
Now I need a potty break!
Couldn’t find the laughing pea, or the puppy either.
On the verge of happy, yeah.
Full on laughing? No.
Wow… that is NOT what I call smiling.
I didn’t even see it as a face… but if I did see somebody smiling at me that way, I’d want to run away!
Nope!
Thanks for finding and posting that. Made me glad I didn’t spend any more time looking for it. To me, that is more of a scream than a laugh.
Nighthawks…. it’s Saturday… Well, here it’s still Friday… but this is the Saturday strip.
So I was kinda expecting…. you know. …
Same here.
double and triple OOPS!
yes, I spaced it……the puzzle will be posted tomorrow.
I promise!
Did I miss something? No FTD this week?
That’s what I meant, above, I’m sure you know.
I’m thinking maybe Nighthawks just didn’t realize for a minute that it was Friday night… it happens to me, too .
We’re in the middle of an exciting BatBasset story… that may have been on his mind instead.
Maybe he’ll realize in the morning and post the puzzle, or maybe he’ll post it for Sunday, or save it for next Saturday… I’m sure we’ll be ok 😀
In any case, the solution is ready, but I stay up late. When I get up it’s already quite late for East coasters…
So… Nighthawks… whichever you want to do is fine with me…
But IF you decide to post it in the morning, I won’t be back to post the solution till well into your afternoon.
I sent you the link to it, though…. so you can post that in a spoiler box if you want, and pretend it was me. Or not.
It’s all good.
yes, sorry!..as I said, .tomorrow for sure.
S’OK.
An exploding spider is not something you see every day. Or something I ever want to see again.
Hurry up Sparrow… you don’t know what else lives in that basement. Get big before a rat finds you.
I suppose a rat did find you… a few rats… but they’re cats. Time to trap them.
You’ve got to save the world’s arches before Big Macs are only half an inch wide.
Bitterroot River, Montana, October 20th, 2025.
Call Centre Cat.