Sometimes I want to put down the books, the vacuum cleaner, the laundry basket and the wooden spoon and feed my brain inconsequential stupidity just because it’s entertaining.
Sorry not sorry.
For instance, did you know that when a woman offers a male partner a freshly baked brownie from the still warm pan by saying “you want one from the edge or from the middle” and he responds with “doesn’t matter they all taste the same” this would be immediate grounds for divorce?
I learned that from twitter. 😃
I also learned from twitter that the folks living in Brampton, Ontario, a 30 minute drive north-west from Toronto, will call police when spotting alligators swimming in the frigid creeks among the Canada Geese. The fact that a) there are no gators swimming freely among Canada’s many fresh-water lakes and rivers because b) our weather is unsuitable for these reptiles, does not deter folk from calling 911 amid a covid-pandemic. So the first responders, likely thinking some covidiot released an illegal pet into the wild, went rushing to Brampton to catch it and transport it to a zoo.
Turns out it was just a beaver working hard at logging and building his underwater mansion. 😳
Incidentally, the beaver is Canada’ national animal…we have many beavers in all our lovely lakes and streams. But I guess it’s easy to confuse beavers with alligators these days…
Next, it appears a new pest has arrived on the North American continent via Asia. They have been named murder hornets and made into a hashtag even.
Apparently, this insect can kill you. Isn’t that nice? If these giant hornets sting you up to five times you could be hospitalized and die from toxic hornet juice. Or something. 😐
So that’s where my brain’s at this morning.
Happy frickin’ Tuesday. I think I’ll go bake a pan of brownies now… 😄
Thanks for dropping by. We now resume regular programming. 😉