Category Archives: oy veh my poor feet

That Was The Week That Was

What a week it’s been. Honestly, if you’d have made up this week’s news, nobody would have believed you. So, what have we had? * A meteor exploded over Russia, quite close to the city of Chelyabinsk.

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Skate

This is not a skate. It is something else. Possibly a cod, or, notwithstanding inasmuch as which, a haddock*, pictured on Cromer East Beach earlier today. Cod is Dead – Nietzsche I mentioned skate for a different reason, namely and … Continue reading

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It Has Not Escaped Our Notice Special Double Issue

Dr R. W. of Toronto sends this image, with the rider “I’m sure there’s a joke in this photo somewhere. I’m equally sure that I don’t know what it is.” And in other news, Canis Primus Croxorum found this sign … Continue reading

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