Aston Villa

Oh Yes Indeed!
But first - we have to sneak this post past those beady-eyed hamster censors, ever-vigilant and ever-lurking over on Facebook.  Damn their evil little incisors!  Do they never sleep?
     Oh well, let us proceed with the motley:

A pan of scran

     This is another iteration of Chewy Monkey Bars, as burbled about earlier in the week.  However, this time I used half the amount of ingredients and cherries and fudge chunks instead of raisins and chocolate chips, and Marshmallow Fluff instead of marshmallows*.  It doesn't taste bad at all, but it doesn't remain as rigid as the earlier version.  I'm sure Sue can come up with a smutty comment BUT! this is BOOJUM! and we don't indulge in NSFW here.

More Of Silver
If you read today's earlier post - which you must have done or the Curse of Eyeballs Boiling in Their Sockets will be paying a visit - then you recall me banging on about silver.  Mister Hand, evil spoiler of all that is fun, intervened to prevent the Lone Ranger's horse becoming an item of interest, but he's off to the left currently, inscribing notations in a notebook.  So, while he's diverted

Mister Hand.  His penmanship looks a little - er - camp ...

     - and here a creepy coincidence.  I'm playing Stephen King's "It" at the moment and what did one character just shout?  "Hi ho Silver**!  Away!" -

     - let us bang on about - No!  Not Aston Villa!  Be patient!  
     Where was I?  Ron Silver?  Sarah Silverman?  Thirty pieces of - ah, I remember -
The Silver Surfer:  A character from the Marvel universe, the Surfer originally began life as Norin Radd, an astronomer on the planet Zenn-La, who agreed to serve as herald to the planet-eating** Galactus - if Galactus didn't chow down on Zenn-La.  Galactus devolved a little of his power on to Norrin, giving him a spectacular silver skin and a silver surfboard.  Which probably makes him someone to avoid in hot weather.

Silver (Haired Internet) Surfer.  Close enough.

Rose Engine Lathe
No!  Not to be confused with "Vanderlyle Crybaby Geeks".  A Rose Engine Lathe is used to create "Guillloche".
     I know what you're thinking.  However, if it was called "Coronation Municipal Boulevard" it wouldn't have been anywhere near as successful, would -
     - Oh! Sorry, you were thinking "What is Guilloche, and do you eat it or drink it?"
     I have to confess that it comes from "Against The Day" and appeared to be in the context of a written artefact.
     So - it's actually an engraving technique, and the Rose Engine Lathe is used to create repetetive engraved patterns.  Art Department?

Guilloche

     You can thank both Thomas Pynchon and BOOJUM! for brightening up and illuminating your dull workaday lives.

     - Holey rusted metal plate!  It's the Smoking Man from X-Files!  Playing a Principal in It -

Werewolves!
Yes, yes, I know "Wolves" refers to a football team - this isn't them, nor is it yet Aston Villa!  Put your tongue back in and pay attention.
     Okay, Conrad feels like lambasting "The Wolfman", because i) He is cruel and ii) He can.

A man who would be grateful to have alopecia.

     O tempora o mores.  This looks like a man who neglected shaving for a couple of weeks.  Scary?  Clowns are scarier!  Edna is scarier!

Look at that hideous grinning maw!
And Edna as well.

     Anyway, it occurred to Conrad that the Wolfman is half-man, half-wolf.
     Think about that.  Okay, 50% wolf, 50% human.  This works in terms of time, or even if the top or bottom half are wolf/human.
     BUT!  What if the split isn't in terms of time or even horizontal?

Hmmm.  He can't exactly blend in, can he?

     Tomorrow - half-man, half-Bath Oliver ...

Finally - Aston Villa
Well I did promise to present you with this.  Behold!



     Yes, an Aston Martin and a Roman villa.
     What?  What! Next you'll be telling me that there's a football team - 
     Oh!  There is!
     What an incredible coincidence!


* I know, I know, confusing.  Marshmallow Fluff is chemical goodness in a jar that contains none of that evil gelatin.
** Never mention this in front of Jeff Beck.