Undiscovered Easter Eggs Insult My Intelligence

We have experienced a momentous week here.  First we had The Day All Peeps Will Die.  Then I overhauled this blog.  And now a milestone: this is post #200.

To celebrate this momentous occasion, I’m sending you all on an Easter egg hunt… with a twist.  You may not have noticed, but I like to hide quotes and references in my posts on occasion.  Sometimes people caught them.  Sometimes not.

So here’s the game.  I’ll name the references and you search my blog for these undiscovered Easter eggs.  The first person to enter a comment identifying the locations of all five references will win a most excellent prize.  (You only have to name the posts; you don’t have to quote the references.)

I will not respond to entries that don’t provide a guess for all five references.  It’s all or nothing.

Find them before they start attracting rodents.  (Photo credit: Donar Reiskoffer)

Find them before they start attracting snakes. (Photo credit: Donar Reiskoffer)

 

By the way,  I’ve got a food theme going on for the landmark posts.  At 100 I gave you tripe and for 200 I’m giving you Easter eggs.  By the time I reach 400, you’ll have a full Chopped basket and I’ll ask you to prepare a dish using all four ingredients.

Anyway…

Let’s begin our game.  Go back through my posts and find where I put the following:

1- A reference to a Doris Lessing novel.

2- A quote from Ralph Waldo Emerson

3- Lyrics by Nine Inch Nails

4- Lyrics by Blue Oyster Cult

5- A reference to Miley Cyrus in a post that wasn’t about her

 

Good luck

(And don’t you have anything better to do?)

I’d rather not have to give away a prize

Educational Fun Insults My Intelligence

I’m not one to say that kids should suffer in school, but there’s a limit to how much pleasure they should be given outside of recess.

Case in point: I saw a homework assignment that was developed and presumably promoted by an educational company or nonprofit, not by a teacher who might be incompetent.  (Calm down.  I’m not calling teachers incompetent.  It’s just that some bad seeds get through the cracks and stick around forever.)

Because the assignment was surely copyrighted, I didn’t make a copy to show you.  However, I did find a nifty website that allowed me to create a comparable activity.  And so without further ado, here it is.  Let me know how much you think the kids are learning from this because, after all, fun is always educational.

Can you find all 12 words and figure out the overall theme?  I’m making it harder by not telling you the words in advance.  That way, the surprise will make this entire exercise even more enjoyable, just as it should be.  I’ll cut the sarcasm now, I promise.


S P A C T X E G P N U D H T G
H I R N Q X C J X I Z I H N E
C F N D N R P Z H T T E D M N
I P W O L E Y K I L R D O T O
E O C X I P F W E E S H Y P C
R X Z R A T H R S H G T B S I
D X K O L C A I A K H A C L D
R S M F S D E V O N O E O U E
I T N U I N V C R O K D H W I
H U A Y S R E B M A H C S A G
T Y A T N M H X E H T W K A Z
O K A H H O L O C A U S T J J
M D N H C Z P O L T S E D Q N
T O P R M A V O T T E H G Q G
X H K R M B D O W C B O K N A

Misusing Liquids Insults My Intelligence

When I saw that the topic for the current Weekly Photo Challenge is “Carefree,” I considered presenting some photos of alcohol.  Unfortunately, that doesn’t represent carefree too well.  Latrines across Europe can tell of tourists whose drinking did not leave them in a carefree state.  I, for one, remember a fellow traveler who was too hung over to tour the city she had most looked forward to seeing.

And so I moved on to other liquids.  Water can provide a less problematic feeling of carefree:

faroutThis comes from the main square in Bern, Switzerland, home of the Zytglogge and other wonders.  Here’s a closer look from a different angle:

closeinIn the summer months, you can relieve your sunburn in this public fountain.  You can also relax as you watch people running across attempting not to get wet… or you can run yourself.  (The water sprays from the numbered holes at irregular intervals.)  And then there’s the occasional boy who visibly enjoys letting the water spray into his swimsuit towards certain bodily regions.

And then there are the creepy teenagers who take too much pleasure in watching the child…

And then there’s the not-so-carefree mother who rightly decides it’s time to escort her son away.  I guess that means the fountains are a mostly carefree place.

So much for “less problematic.”  I’ll do better next time, I promise.