Let’s see: North Texas, redhead, pouty lips, starred mostly in 1940s noir movies… okay, Ann Sheridan checks all the right boxes.
About that red hair…
Just about perfect.
Let’s see: North Texas, redhead, pouty lips, starred mostly in 1940s noir movies… okay, Ann Sheridan checks all the right boxes.
About that red hair…
Just about perfect.
Now you can comment.
We think that we’ve gotten most of the dumpster fire under control. Although I may be arranging a drone strike or seven.
How the hell this site ended up with 86,000 registered users is beyond me… So those will be getting a bit of a purge. If you haven’t commented and your account is older than about 6 months, expect it to be caught in the gassing.
That is all.
Many of you have been experiencing hassles logging in to Comments and so on. I’ve been having it worse, in that my access to WordPress has been severely restricted. Here, for example, is what I experienced this morning in trying to put up a SINGLE post, in some cases multiple times:
It is without question a server issue. I need to migrate to a dedicated server, but I can’t afford the monthly charges.
My choices are simple:
Let me know what you think, assuming you can get to Comments.
I know, you’re asking yourself: “Why is this atheist wishing me well over a religious holiday?” Silly rabbits; we’re looking at how other people started the Easter celebrations — which, as our trip takes us to Newcaste-On-Tyne, Britishland, means…
Train Smash Women!!! (and play this as background music for this post)
And who better to kick off the parade of unfortunate choices, regrettable mistakes and foolish behavior which characterize the species, than this creature:
Is she not magnificent? But let me not pause the entertainment:
And last, but by no means least:
That said, their dates (when they had them) were not exactly prime beef either:
I once referred to Liverpool as Train Smash Central. If so, they have a serious challenger for the title in Newcastle.