Memes for a Monday

Dare we even hope that the choice to remove the snow clearing equipment from our building parking lot was a sign of Spring? Oh silly Willy! The icy cold rain showers we’re getting today sure as hell won’t encourage fields of violets.

I admit on my final algebra my marks were for getting my name and the date right.

Get ready for a load of bull.


The contractually required religious meme

A valid question.


A PSA.

Drum roll! Rim shot.


Sounds about right.


And now for current events.

All just lei this here.


Bros Grimm before cellphones.


Follow the recipe and you can never go wrong.


Have you seen the Spring Collections? This is nothing.

And now for a meme about a mime.

Sounds like my spirit animal.


The word for April 13th is:
Cubed /’kju:bd/: [1. adjective 2. verb]
1.1 Cut into (small) six sided pieces.
1.2 Mathematically increased to the third power.
2.1 To cut into (small) six sided pieces.
2.2 To mathematically increase an amount or number to the third power.
From French cube (13c.) and directly from Latin cubus, from Greek kybos “a six-sided die,” used metaphorically of dice-like blocks of any sort, also “cake; piece of salted fish; vertebra,” of uncertain origin.

Memes for a Monday

Well it’s been a strange and not very pleasant Easter. The weather over the past four days has been snow, sleet, freezing rain, slush, high winds, and freezing temperatures. A bad head cold (the first I’ve had in years) meant I did not attended planned festivities.

Bah humbug! Sorry wrong holiday.

Anyway let’s laugh the grays away with a few chuckles and snickers.

Only one – sorta – Easter related meme.


Bad! Really bad.


Now for a bit of monkeyshines.


I don’t usual do political but this was too funny.


I believe that would give you +9 points.


ESL gone wrong.


Try it with a capital letter.


Ah it’s the mantra that’s too weak.


Been there – done that – been too tired to give a damn.


The good old days.


And “balding”.


And the bastard will enjoy doing it too.


The mandatory Biblical meme.


If only they’d all be in the same place.

The word for April 6th is:
Monkeyshines /mŭng′kē-shīn″/: [noun]
1.1 A trick or prank like a monkey’s; mischief; buffoonery; tomfoolery; monkeyism; shenanigans.
U.S. slang, 1832 (in the “Jim Crow” song), from monkey (n.) + shine (n.) “a caper, trick” (1835), from an American English slang sense perhaps related to the expression cut a shine “make a fine impression” (1819).

Easter 2026

The word for April 5th is:
Bunny /bŭn′ē/: [noun]
1.1 A rabbit, especially a young one.
1.2 A person of a specific type: “a dumb bunny.”
1.3 A shot that is uncontested or should be easily made, as in basketball.
Pet name for a rabbit, 1680s, diminutive of Scottish dialectal bun, pet name for a rabbit, previously (1580s) for a squirrel, and also a term of endearment for a young attractive woman or child (c. 1600). Ultimately it could be from Scottish bun “tail of a hare” (1530s), or from French bon, or from a Scandinavian source.
Easter bunny is attested by 1904 in children’s lessons; Easter rabbit is by 1888; the paganish customs of Easter seem to have grown popular c. 1900; before that they were limited to German immigrants.

Mercoledi Musicale

I began posting under this title back when we lived in Rome and used the Italian title because Musical Wednesday sounded less … well, musical! According to the good folk at WordPress I’ve shared 271* pieces of music that I enjoyed since that first one in March 0f 2008. I’m not posting much these days but every so often I come across something that I’d like to share and this is one of those somethings.

In my early childhood the music of Pete Seeger, Woody Guthrie, and the Weavers was a constant around our house. My brother Albert was a folkie long before it became a thing and I knew the lyrics to Lead Belly’s Good Night Irene when I was four or five.

Seeger wrote the music to Turn! Turn! Turn! in 1959 adapting the first eight verses of the third chapter of the biblical Book of Ecclesiastes as the lyrics. He added the refrain triad and the plea for peace that we are assured is not “to late”.

Ecclesiastes 3 – Leningrad Codex

To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:
A time to be born, and a time to die;

a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;
A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up;
A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together;
A time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away;
A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace.

“A time for peace; I swear it’s not too late.”

The word for April 1st is:
Folk Music: [noun]
1.1 Music originating among the common people of a nation or region and spread about or passed down orally, often with considerable variation.
1.2 Contemporary music in the style of traditional folk music.
Mid-19th century, combining “folk,” meaning “of the people,” with “music.” It was modelled on the German word “Volksmusik” and reflects the music traditions passed down orally among common people.

Memes for a Monday

I missed last week and my excuse is that we were busy celebrating himself’s 70th decade. In the church calendar there are what is called “Octave Days”. That’s the eight day after a Major festival and it allows for a Sunday High Mass to be celebrated for the particular festival that happens during the week. Mr Beaulieu. He started his celebrations the Sunday before his natal day and ended them yesterday. There were five – count them five – celebrations of various sorts. Many saints I’ve heard of have less.

And speaking of saints:
Yes I know it was 13 days ago bout I had this laying about and hate a perfectly good meme going to waste.

Yes – oh Lord yes.

I can think of a few names.

Hmm … and you sick afterwards.

No comment.

Another one that I don’t need to comment on.

The real first sign of Spring.

See two memes up.

I once had to use a spreadsheet to schedule my pills. True story.

No dear, BINGO is Wednesday night.

You could really freak someone out if you were a mime.

Trust AI you say???

Teeter and I play this game every afternoon.

A touch of misandry.

The requisite Dad joke.

A piece of musical ephemera.

A last minute addition for the upcoming holiday.

And I leave you with this thought.

The word for March 30th is:
Wisdom /wĭz′dəm/: [noun]
1.1 Common sense; good judgment.
1.2 The ability to discern or judge what is true, right, or lasting; insight.
1.3 The sum of learning through the ages; knowledge.
From Middle English wisdom, from Old English wīsdōm (“wisdom”), from Proto-Germanic *wīsadōmaz (“wisdom”), corresponding to wise +‎ -dom or wise +‎ doom (“judgement”).

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