“Some scientists are now saying the velociraptor actually evolved over 65 million years into the Canada goose. Just makes me wonder what human beings are gonna look like 65 million years from now!”
More and more like Canadians as time goes by.
Reminiscent of an old “Far Side” comic…..
They’re pink in Cincinnati. At least in the Tarlek household.
a $15 minimum wage will not cause excess inflation, it will simply bring things back into historical balance. Minimum wage in 1965 was $1.25 per hour per year while 1965 median Fortune 500 CEO compensation was $1 million. In 2020, median CEO direct compensation (not counting stock options) was $12.5 million, 12.5 times higher. Matching that increase to minimum wage would have today’s minimum wage at $15.62. Worker productivity has more than quintupled since 1965 — but the profits generated by worker productivity have gone almost exclusively to senior executives, whose productivity hasn’t changed a bit.
Wow — haven’t seen a video camera set up like that one since I schlepped a portable VHS unit on a shoulder strap, attached via two-plug cable (for audio and video) to a separate camera, through Disney World in the early ’80s.
“The snake was able to tie a tie…. Better not push it.”
I wasn’t going to. I’ve never tried to push a snake, but it doesn’t seem like it would be productive.
In my childhood neighborhood in the ’50s, most of the households had stay-at-home moms, who were known as “Miss Tammy, Miss Jane, Miss Theresa” and so on.
Few of the kids knew the fathers. It would usually startle a Dad on a weekend to be introduced to a child’s friend who knew that child’s Mom, and who would immediately address the Dad as “Mr. Tammy” or “Mr. Theresa.”
Anybody five or six could see that caterpillars and earthworms were related. And both were related to snakes. Duh.
I remember being five or six years old and being absolutely convinced that my mother was crazy when she told me a four-inch long, bright green caterpillar was an insect.
When I was kid, thorns were on rose bushes and other shrub branches. “Stickers” were nasty little things about the size of a peanut that were vicious to step on. We also called them “goatheads.” I just researched them, and I think what we called goatheads were more accurately “sandspurs.” Regardless, they were a nuisance sticking to socks and canvas tennis shoes, and painful when encountered while running barefoot.