The Guardian reports that a monkey is behind a crippling “imbalance in the power system” in Sri Lanka.
Yeah, we’ve got one of those too. Condolences, and better luck in your next elections.
Monkey business
The Guardian reports that a monkey is behind a crippling “imbalance in the power system” in Sri Lanka.
Yeah, we’ve got one of those too. Condolences, and better luck in your next elections.
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I think you pasted his face on the wrong end of the monkey.
He shoots, he scores!
Why you doing monkeys wrong like that?
I owe an apology to the “lesser” apes, for sure.
“Sorry God picked the wrong monkeys, dudes. Don’t worry, you’ll get your time at bat before much longer.”
Scary thought, but since Piddle Fingers is more cockroach than ape, Evolution might have her hands full trying to eradicate him.
I think a more appropriate image would be Musk with a Trump ass.
As for something completely off this subject but perhaps appropriate for the ageing pedalers we are, Tom Wieckowski at Cyclingnews touches on a subject that I agree with:
https://www.cyclingnews.com/features/i-use-inner-tubes-on-all-my-road-bikes-heres-why-i-still-havent-embraced-tubeless/
I agree with him too and never used tubeless tires. Tubeless tires no, disc brakes si.
Couldn’t agree more. For 99.9 percent of us, tubeless is the answer to a question we had not been asking: “Gee, how can I make fixing a flat on the road more of a sloppy, ride-killing clusterfuck?”
I don’t mind taking five to replace a punctured inner tube. Gives me a chance to catch my breath.
Plus, here goes again, with the right tires and tubes punctures are rarely a problem. You thought I was going to go on and on about Scwalbe Marathon Plus tires again, que no?
Whenever I hear/see the word puncture, for some reason I conjure up images of Merry Auld England and Singer Chamois automobiles which could not go a single mile without …… a puncture. And BTW-Singer started of course as a bicycle company.
“Bloody hell, I seem to have a puncture in the front tyre! Hand us the spanner, old chap. …”
Seems my last comment went into the bit bucket. Duffy returned to the source today.
Oh, damn. I’m sorry to hear that, Pat. My condolences to you folks.
Herself and I know that particular pain all too well. I still get misty thinking about Turkish, Mister Boo, Ike, Tina, Bandit, Fuerte and Jojo.
Some people think dogs and cats are just disposable livestock, but they’ve always been some of my best friends, and I miss each and every one of them.
We’ll raise a parting glass to Duffy this evening.
I’m taking the liberty of reposting this pic of The Duffinator from 2013. Lord, he was a handsome fella.
That he was. Too bad Herself didn’t get to meet him. Thanks buddy!
She’s a fool for critters. My own little Elly May Clampett. After a shift at the Death Star she decompresses with cute animal videos on the iPad.
That picture was right after we adopted him in 2011. Two months later we were evacuating because of the Monument wildfire. Duffy’s first stay in a motel.
Damn. I too am very sad to hear that.
Very sorry to hear Duffy is gone…..but certainly will never be forgotten.
Thanks Herb! Stay warm up there in the great white North, heh.