Pickled beets are ridiculously easy to make, they just require a bit of time. They’re a perfect project for a sunday morning (since you don’t waste time in church!) or a rainy day.
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Pickled beets are ridiculously easy to make, they just require a bit of time. They’re a perfect project for a sunday morning (since you don’t waste time in church!) or a rainy day.
My father used to say that the history of a time can’t be written until all the bodies are buried. There’s definitely something to that, and the little bits that do peek out often reveal the shape of an underlying mass of buried secrets. It’s enough to turn you into a conspiracy theorist.
Since 2004 or so, I’ve done a column over at SearchSecurity [ss] which started out as me doing a point/counterpoint with Bruce Schneier and ended with me interviewing interesting people from all over the field. I’m stopping doing the column, finally, this fall, due to “internet security fatigue” triggered by decades of saying the same thing.
I have heard the expression “stop on a dime and give you 3 cents change” but I’ve never seen an airplane do it. PZ’s recent post “Competence Porn” [pha] about the P-51 augering into a field reminded me of this little bit of wonderfulness.
It must be a constant source of humiliation for journalists that have to pretend to swallow something obviously absurd, so that they can appear to be impartial. As we’ve seen since 2018 that does not result in good public policy unless your idea of good public policy comes from a Monty Python sketch.
I dragged myself through my door around 4:00pm yesterday. My connection from Minneapolis to Washington Dulles had mysteriously cancelled so Delta put me on a plane to Washington Reagan and generously suggested I take a taxi 30 miles between the airports. Naturally I was compensated with a $100 voucher to be spent on any future Delta flight I could not avoid having to be on.
When you travel a lot, you get bombarded for ads for watches – big chunky expensive awkward things you can wear around your wrist to snag on machinery. Some of them look like something James Bond would wear.
A bit of a view of Dragonfly Forge. In the mornings, it seems to like to be misty.
Apologies in advance.
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