Not Sure About The Wuthering -

But We Certainly Have The Wind Tonight
It's howling like a - like a - what is the collective noun for a collection of banshees, anyway?  A shriek?  A Keen?  A Wail?  whichever, one of those - and Your Humble Scribe is immensely glad that Edna's had her two walks of the day already.  Plus it is chucking it down.  Or, rather chucking it sideways - the wind, again.
      If I had my phone then I could post a photograph of the little scamp a-sitting on the chair opposite, displaying all the body language of a dog who's been busy all day long.

Small Domesticated Wolf's understudy

     Well, she hasn't.  For several hours she was sulking in the back bedroom, annoyed that the entirety of Hom. Sap. wasn't pandering to her every whim.  With treats.
     Edna!  Don't you know it's a Leap Year?  Shouldn't you be, oh, I don't know - be jumping around, a-brim with vim?
     Perhaps not.
     Here an aside.  Though I have the curtains drawn I can still hear the traffic outside.  Bear in mind that I live on a large blind bend, that it is night, that it is raining heavily and that the road surface is slick with rain, and then wonder at the idiots who go whizzing past at seventy miles per hour.  It must be a brilliant party you're headed to, mate, so brilliant that you're willing to risk death.  Perhaps GMP need a bit of a tickle over this ...

The road in daylight and whilst dry.  Did I mention the concealed exit?

     Motley!  Let's go for a bike-ride!

We Have Ways Of Making You Talk
The podcast, don't you know.  Conrad can't listen to it whilst typing this up, as it's far too interesting and I'd be endlessly diverted, probably nipping off to Google exactly what the comparative climb rates for a Me109G and a Spitfire Mk. IX were at altitudes below 20,000 feet (or three and a half miles) -
     You see?  Jim and Al tend to go off at tangents to whatever they were supposed to discuss, and so frequently and at such length that the podcast is over without covering anything like what was scheduled.  Earlier this month being a case in point.  Art?

The Med in 1941

     Both were refuting one of the Krasnaboo's* assertions that the Med was a sideshow.  Jim, who has written widely on the Second Unpleasantness and has facts and figures at his mental fingertips, mentioned that in one 5 month period the Luftwaffe lost 700 planes on the Eastern Front.  In the Med during the same period, they lost 2,500.  What the Luftwaffe was trying to do was use air power as what military pundits call a "force multiplier", or to enhance what ground assets they had present; Al made the point that the Luftwaffe was being shunted around as a kind of 'fire brigade' force, trying to plug gaps - and failing.  Jim then chimed in and expanded on his earlier point; over a 10 month period in the Med up to the fall of Tunis and the conflict ending, the Luftwaffe -
     - blimey, he must have been doing EIGHTY miles per hour! - 
     - er yes, they lost 6,000 aircraft.  This included units that had been transferred from the Eastern Front, leaving the Luftwaffe permanently weakened there.

South Canadians picking over the bits in Tunisia

     Of course the Sinisters* and then the Ruffians* would rather drink poison than admit the Allies ever actually helped them.
     I may squeeze a little more content over this item tomorrow, because I don't want your brains to glaze over tonight**.

Back To The Bucket List
Yes yes yes, those 51 greatest sci-fi books ever written, as decided by whom exactly Bookbub don't reveal, unless you register with them (probably).  Let's not dawdle over this as I've not read either of the next two.  Yet.
"Ingatherin" By Zenna Henderson.  Art?

Partially Nope

     I think I remember reading one of her short stories several decades ago.  The central concept is that 'The People" are humanoid aliens, refugees who found sanctuary on Earth after their own world was eaten by a giant space goat rendered  inhabitable by infinitely increasing swarms of insurance salesmen destroyed.  They keep a low profile, despite being several orders of Clever above mere Hom. Sap. which is a clever inversion of the Alien Invasion trope.  Next!
     "How To Live Safely In A Science Fictional Universe" By Charles Yu.  Art?

Lots of guns.  I like it already!

     This one I have no prior knowledge of.  A little Googling and Wiki reveals it's to do with time-travel, which can be an incredibly tricky subject to both convey in a convincing manner, and to have dramatic content.  It seems to be a debut novel, so we may see more worthy exposition by the author, or he may turn out to be a one-trick pony.   One to note in the back of the notebook for future reference.  Conrad unsure how many explosions there are.  Sorry about that.

This Will All Make Sense On Facebook, Honestly
Although it is entirely serendipitous, it will chime with the item below and I had no idea it would come up in a search.  Art?

The Fawlty Towers lobby - in Lego!

Finally -
I am guessing a tad here, as it's a while since we listed any Complex Lego Builds.  I think the last one was Sydney Opera House, so the next that Den Of Geek list as challenging is - 

This puppy

     This looks to be a different kit from the Ultimate Star Destroyer, which I can't be bothered to refer to <nudge from Mister Hand> O go on then - 

Happy now, Hand?

     There doesn't seem to be much in it.  Both are deltoid grey machines, with an accompanying shuttle, and are only to be attempted by those who have a lot of time on their hands, as well as manual and digital (in the sense of 'fingers') dexterity.



*  "The Red Army had won the war by the end of 1941 and completely alone, and don't you dare mention Von Ribbentrop and Molotov."
**  Or, if you want, I could read you my 5,000 word monograph on "Forbidden Planet" and how - no?  No?  You're sure, no?  O very well.