Category: Meme Monday

I think the first meme pretty much says it all. When Teeter and I went for a walk last Thursday we enjoyed green grass on the sunny side of the street and snowbanks on the shady side. Early morning walks it’s a parka and scarf; in the afternoon a comfy leather coat and foulard; in the late evening it the leather with the scarf. Obviously that Boy Scout motto was meant for a typical Maritime April.

Not a problem with a dachshund – they won’t step outside the door if it’s raining.

Thank you Henry Ford.

And our usual dad meme.

A useful (?) hack.

It will only really bother me when it’s no longer there.

And you thought the “croissant” was bad.

And the gods laugh.

For my bird watching friends.

For my dear Dr Spo.

I’ll just leave this here.

Time for new drinking buddies.

English – such a versatile language.

With age comes reason.

And I leave you with this thought.

The word of April 27th is:
Motto /mŏt′ō/: [noun]
^1.1 A brief statement used to express a principle, goal, or ideal.
^1.2 A sentence, phrase, or word, prefixed to an essay, discourse, chapter, canto, or the like, suggestive of its subject matter.
^1.3 A sentence, phrase, or word, forming part of an heraldic achievement.
Italian motto (a word, a saying), Latin muttum (a mutter, a grunt).

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.

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).

I missed last week and my excuse is that we were busy celebrating himself’s 70^th 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”).

Laurent insists that it is Spring but I figure Mom Nature is just fuc.. playing with us. We’ve got at least two more snow storms before Winter is truly over. Nonetheless I pulled out my leather coat and Italian foulard for my walks with Teeter today. However the parka and wool scarf are close to hand.

Good question.

Yes I got it.

A valuable piece of advice.

Ah the fun of customer service.

I thought so.

A lovely gesture, I hope she appreciates it.

The Glory of English #324

A sad truth.

An achievement to be proud of – I guess.

Don’t laugh – we all have our delusions.

The Glory of English #325

At least with the car it’s now automatic.

No Laurent – it’s not over. Would I lie to you?

Offered without comment.

The word for March 9^th is:
Foulard /foo͞-lärd′/: [noun]
^1.1 A thin, washable material of silk, or silk and cotton, usually with a printed pattern on it. It was originally imported from India
^1.2 A lightweight twill or plain-woven fabric of silk or silk and cotton, usually having a small printed design.
^1.3 An article of clothing, especially a necktie or scarf, made of this fabric.
Borrowed directly from 18th century French, likely derived from the Provencal/Occitan word foulat (crushed or pressed).