Also tender apologies to you, the reader, if you cannot keep up with the fervent mental processes of your humble scribe. If you would like me to apply the brakes and explain - O you would?
Galaxy NGC 253, just so we can maintain that "astronomy" tag |
None of which has anything to do with what follows* .
Hence the hilarious punning title |
Terry Gilliam's finest moment |
So why do we see this in painted art of that era?
Er - is this the original definition of "Fainting in coils"? |
Er - no, Art. Just no. |
As you hopefully know by now, Conrad has a vanishingly small knowledge of today's crop of vapid single-name celebritutes. He has been told, by a trainer in the know, however, that Gordon Ramsay, who comes across on television as a bit of a hard case, is in real life rather a pussycat. Art?
Gordon, gilded with grime |
Sorry, nothing very profound about this post, it merely amused me.
Wordsmithing
If this wasn't a word before it is now. Besides, Sophie said I was one. No! A wordsmith, not a pusillanimous git.
If you are new to BOOJUM! or even not, then Conrad hopes you recognise his facility with language, for this is probably the only factor that distinguishes him from the beasts of the field. That, and being able to use a knife and fork.
Let us have a photograph. Art?
Sainsbury's Fairtrade Assam, since you ask |
At the bottom is Gogen, where you have to link letter to letter in a matrix to form the letters at right. Here, logic is your friend again, which worries Conrad as he and logic are not bedmates at all.
There you go, a valuable insight into what Conrad enjoys - twisting the tails of the written word.
Finally -
Today's earlier post was about Our Friend The Weasel. Conrad would like to provide you with this about the largest member of the weasel family:
"Is he talking about us?" |
Hence the name, I suppose |
Also Conrad's parents |
* * Just not in Vietnamese, please.
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