Lies, Damn Lies, And BOOJUM! (& Death Herrings)

Or, Statistics
Don't worry, this won't be a parade of mind-numbing numbers and percentages and ratios and medians, although it will have a kind of barely-mentioned gloating about it.

Me, gloating.

     Yesterday the blog hit 10,000 views, which is rather something.  When it started I got 3 or 4 hits per day; well for December 2014 the total was 737, averaging nearly 24 hits per day.  Technically I think I might have to discount about 2,500 hits as they accrued between 2007 and the start of BOOJUM! in June last year*.  For December the most popular post was <ahem!> "DEATH HERRINGS FROM HADES!" which title I made up on the spot as nothing sensible occurred to me.
     Righto - on with the motley!

DEATH HERRINGS!
Well, dead herrings at least.

Persimmon Jam
We have a small glut of persimmons in the Mansion, on the verge of over-ripe, so Conrad wondered if a recipe for Persimmon Jam existed, without pectin or sterilising jars with gamma radiation**, and not only did he find it, he discovered another name for the Persimmon - apart from Sharon Fruit - the "Japanese Plaquemine".  Never heard that one before.  Fruitful source of punnery, though ...

A Mine Plaque.  Close enough

     Also as suspected, one has to scoop the flesh out and avoid the tough outer skin of the Plaquemine, before mixing in lemon juice and sugar and boiling.
     Conrad may have a bash at this later on.

"Sessile"
I know, I know, I can tell what you're thinking - but if they were called "Differently-Appearanced-Non-Humanoid Munch" not only would the packet be - Oh!  Sorry, you were wondering about "Sessile"?
     So was I, frankly.  It popped up in my mind yesterday, whilst reading "Powers", once again apropos*** nothing whatsoever.
     It means of an organism that is fixed in one place, such as a barnacle or sea anemone -
 which leads unerringly into -

Close enough.

Rejected Doctor Who Titles
They make me laugh.
     If you disagree, then the Exit Door IS THAT WAY!
     Let the hilarity commence:

Destiny of the Dales

Anemone of the World

The Bunfighters

The Course of Fenric

The Suet of Fear

Blogopolis

The War Dames

A Suet of Evil, surely?

"Foxcatcher"
Conrad saw the poster for this on a passing bus, and he once again has to caution readers that THERE ARE NO FOXES!
     None.  Not one.

"Foxcatchers" - visible at top

Finally
Instead of having a cute puppy, I thought I'd post a read Death Herring From Hades, if Hades were actually cold and wet, rather than hot and dry:

Imagine trying to can this rascal ...

     It's called a "Viperfish", although Conrad considers a viper to look cuddly in comparison.

Tomorrow: The Robot Uprising and how to survive it





* Actually I won't.  So there.
** Seriously?  In the Mansion preserved stuff never hangs around long enough to risk going mouldy.
*** A poser's way of saying without reference to anything <yes, thanks Mister Hand!>