Saw these neat clouds on my morning walk. Looks like a map of the coast. (You can click on the pic to make it bigger.)
random thoughts
What does that even mean? Part VI
I remember before the COVID-19 pandemic a bag of Doritos never cost above $3. On sale you could get them for $1.50 or $1.88. But I’m glad to see Wal-Mart is rolling back their prices. Way, way back if this sign is any indication.
Where the sidewalk ends
The Meaning of Life
This is an index page for my posts on things I see in my day-to-day life that just don’t add up. See if you can figure them out.
Prequel: (Not) From Concentrate
Part I: Food Makes Food
Part II: Fresh or Free
Part III: Book Sale Facilities
Part IV: Glacier Freeze
Part V: Crosswalk
Part VI: Price Rollback
The Age of Sail
What does that even mean? Part V
This is a crosswalk. I don’t know what the traffic rules and regulations are where you live, but around here these broad white stripes mean it’s a crosswalk. And that means vehicles stop for pedestrians.
But according to the sign this isn’t a crosswalk. It’s like any other stretch of road, where pedestrians yield to vehicles.
Except it’s painted as a crosswalk.
Of course, this particular bit of signage is on campus, which is a place with its own rules and regulations. So I guess anything goes.
About this item
So I was just looking online for a new winter coat. As some of you may remember, I had a bit of trouble with this a few years back. Anyway, I was browsing through the discount offerings at the Wal-Mart and came across this product description that I first thought might be AI slop. Then I decided AI couldn’t be this bad. No, somebody, somewhere figured that this was the best way to sell a coat.
I resisted adding this particular item to my cart, as impressed as I was that it was made of “materials” and was guaranteed to make me look not just handsome but more handsome. I don’t know if the world could handle that.
Wallpaper: The glory years 2
So for those of you who enjoyed my previous post showcasing the wallpaper on display in a house that had been recently listed, here’s another. Actually a beautiful house and for the most part nicely turned out. The wallpaper in this bathroom though . . .
The way we talk online
About a week ago I had someone make a series of comments on my reviews of a horror franchise over at Alex on Film. The comments didn’t come with a link to someone’s own web-page and the email seemed like a bot. They weren’t just spam though, as they were written in response to things I’d written and, more directly, to comments that others had made. They also made some relevant points. Not points I agreed with, but ones that I could shrug at and consider fair enough.
After holding them in my queue of comments awaiting approval though for about a week I decided to delete them. I don’t mind bad language (I use it myself), or even the expression of outrage, but the hostility seemed out of place. I won’t reproduce them in full, but here are how a few of them started:
“Fuck off cunt.”
“Imbecile. You don’t know shit.”
“Fuck off all you cunts . . . ”
As I say, the commenter goes on to make what are at least somewhat on-topic responses to the threads. At the same time, they just feel like someone trolling for a reaction and I didn’t want to bother. I guess this is common enough behaviour, but (assuming a human actually wrote the comments) it seemed to me like a line was being crossed.
I really don’t like deleting comments made by anyone, but at the same time I think we all have standards. I also wonder at how some people choose to interact online, and whether it’s a response to how they’re treated in real life and if it colours how they speak to people they meet in person. It would go some way to explain the increasing rudeness in behaviour that I see almost every day.









