Trin and Tonic

Give a dang

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luftangrepp:

Since klingon sex is basically violent wrestling, I wonder if the klingons don’t have BDSM but like the opposite. Klingons gathering in secrecy in dark cellars to engage in sweet, gentle loving, to the scorn of fellow klingons.

"How can you do that?" the other klingons ask. "You don’t even draw blood? Not a single furniture breaking? It doesn’t seem… natural".

"What is this… cuddle, you speak of?"

Fifty Shades of QamuSHa’

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Obit of the Day: Fraggle Rock's Human
Every episode of Fraggle Rock (1983-1987) began with a trip through the window of the slightly befuddled tinkerer, “Doc,” under whose work shed lived a world of Fraggles, Doozers, and Gorgs. Alongside his trusty Muppet dog Sprocket, Doc, played by Gerard Parkes, appeared in all 96 episodes of the Jim Henson production.
Mr. Parkes was born in Dublin and moved to Canada in the 1950s to make his mark in acting. Beginning in radio, eventually Mr. Parkes moved to the stage and screen - and had success in both venues. In 1968 he won the a Canadian Film Award as Best Actor for his work in the film Isabel. More than three decades later he won a Dora for his performance in the play Kilt. 
For much of his career he played small, but impactful, parts in a variety of television shows and films. He appeared in several episodes of Shining Time Station, and many know him for his other “Doc” role in 1999’s The Boondock Saints.
But he loved that his best-known role was on Fraggle Rock. His agent was quoted as saying, “He had a thrill doing that show….It was one of those roles that hit a chord with kids and adults.”
Gerard Parkes died on October 19, 2014 at the age of 90.
Sources: CBC, Toronto Star, IMDB.com
(Image of Gerard Parkes as “Doc” and Sprocket, played by Steve Whitmire who has played Kermit and Ernie since Jim Henson’s death, circa 1983 is courtesy of the Muppet Wiki)

obitoftheday:

Obit of the Day: Fraggle Rock's Human

Every episode of Fraggle Rock (1983-1987) began with a trip through the window of the slightly befuddled tinkerer, “Doc,” under whose work shed lived a world of Fraggles, Doozers, and Gorgs. Alongside his trusty Muppet dog Sprocket, Doc, played by Gerard Parkes, appeared in all 96 episodes of the Jim Henson production.

Mr. Parkes was born in Dublin and moved to Canada in the 1950s to make his mark in acting. Beginning in radio, eventually Mr. Parkes moved to the stage and screen - and had success in both venues. In 1968 he won the a Canadian Film Award as Best Actor for his work in the film Isabel. More than three decades later he won a Dora for his performance in the play Kilt

For much of his career he played small, but impactful, parts in a variety of television shows and films. He appeared in several episodes of Shining Time Station, and many know him for his other “Doc” role in 1999’s The Boondock Saints.

But he loved that his best-known role was on Fraggle Rock. His agent was quoted as saying, “He had a thrill doing that show….It was one of those roles that hit a chord with kids and adults.”

Gerard Parkes died on October 19, 2014 at the age of 90.

Sources: CBC, Toronto Star, IMDB.com

(Image of Gerard Parkes as “Doc” and Sprocket, played by Steve Whitmire who has played Kermit and Ernie since Jim Henson’s death, circa 1983 is courtesy of the Muppet Wiki)

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9c9bs:

The real problem with people fussing over Pluto all the time is it represents the priorities of the public - preserving traditions rather than accepting facts. The pursuit of science is about building a sustainable catalog of truths, and there is no advantage in altering truths to appease nostalgia. 

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brentknepper:

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Chicago to Port Huron, Michigan

And then, just like that my alarm was going off at 3am. The woods were silent, my campfire turned to embers, but the waves nearby made their presence known. In the pitch black I packed up my gear one last time, threw dirt on the coals, and rode back onto the beach. I needed a few pedal strokes and some lake water splashed on my face before the grogginess wore off and I remembered I needed the water to be on my other side.

The moon was bright, but just barely so, for this last beach ride. The ride was so low, surprisingly, that I could just ride around each of those damn sea walls. Going through Port Huron, the noise of my tires bounced off the buildings, stirring an occasional dog. Only rolling into the Amtrak station did I finally see other people shuffling in and out of cars. It was pretty clear rain had fallen recently, though I was dry my entire ride back. You could see storm clouds overhead.

The conductors from three days before recognized me, and as the train took off light finally entered the sky. It was the first real brilliant sunrise I had seen all week, and almost immediately after it ended storm clouds moved back in and poured down for the entirety of Michigan, and some of Indiana too. I was pretty tired and running on a solitary sausage, so I napped occasionally. The Midwest is starting to get its yellow foliage, as I imagine the rest of the county is as well, and there aren’t many better ways to see it than on a train cutting swiftly through, with only an occasional sign of civilization.

Apparently some snails hitched a ride back on my bike, and after moving them to a safer spot for the ride home from the station they are now living fat at a friend’s apartment.

I recently loaded up my fat bike on the train to Lake Huron for a short tour of its western beaches. In hindsight, a lot of things went wrong, but the beauty and the remoteness of the area more than made up for it. Check out more posts of the adventure here.