19 January 2026

"Dog's breakfast" explained

Last weekend at a local auction the auctioneer started to enumerate the contents of a lot, then stopped and said it was a real "dog's breakfast."  It's a British phrase (he was Canadian), and the meaning was obvious, but I couldn't parse out the derivation.  I found this in a 25-year-old New York Times On Language column:
"A dog's breakfast is any kind of smorgasbord prepared, in haste or at random, from life's castoffs... The slang lexicographer Eric Partridge cited Glasgow circa 1934 as its place and time of origin, though he noted that Australians also used the phrase with the same meaning as "confusion, mess, turmoil."

About the same time, a dog's dinner appeared with a quite different sense. "Why have you got those roses in your hair?" asked a character in "Touch Wood," a 1934 novel by C. L. Anthony. "You look like the dog's dinner ." This expression was defined by the Oxford English Dictionary Supplement as "dressed or arranged in an ostentatiously smart or flashy manner," probably derived from the 1871 usage "to put on the dog ." 
The derivation summarized:  "Although the origin isn’t exactly known, it alludes to the fact that if what you don’t succeed at what you are cooking, then the results are only fit for a dog... It is suggested that this dates from a time before canned dog food when a pup’s breakfast would have consisted of dinner leftovers from the night before; hence, “a mess.”

And then there's "dog's bollocks," used to connote absolute excellence.

Cartoon credit here.

Reposted from 8 years ago because the subject came up this weekend and I had to look up details.

Chefs call it a "spootle"


We have wooden spoons, but this "spootle" combines spoonness with "spatula" features by incorporating a squared, tapered end.
The flat-bottom edge is ideal for scraping the brown bits off a pan without scratching the surface. And it has a carved bowl for scooping or tasting a spoonful of tomato sauce for seasoning as you cook.

Trump's war on Cuba


Haven't heard about Trump's war on Cuba?  Neither had I.  Apparently Cuba is dependent on oil for its electrical power generation.  And their oil source was right across the water in Venezuela...  
Cuba needs 100,000 barrels of oil a day to keep the lights on, experts say, and to keep its buses, trains and factories running.

But because of President Trump, it is not getting nearly enough.

With the Trump administration exerting control over Venezuela’s oil industry, Cuba is receiving only a trickle of the oil it needs — a shortage experts warn is increasingly likely to trigger a humanitarian crisis unlike any the country has ever experienced.

From diesel to operate buses to gasoline for cars to jet fuel to power airplanes, oil is in short supply in Cuba. A nation already enduring prolonged blackouts could come to a grinding halt as reserves run out, the country plunges into darkness and its economy craters, according to energy experts and economists who follow Cuba closely.

A government-run television and radio broadcaster in central Cuba announced Tuesday that it had been off the air for several days because it had run out of diesel to power its station. Without power many people also do not have running water.

 This is not an accidental byproduct of the Venezuela operation.  It's quite deliberate -

But following the U.S. raid, President Trump declared that oil shipments to Cuba would stop.

“THERE WILL BE NO MORE OIL OR MONEY GOING TO CUBA — ZERO!” Mr. Trump wrote on Truth Social.

The plan to cripple — and ultimately topple — Cuba’s government is widely seen as a dream of Secretary of State Marco Rubio, the son of Cuban immigrants...

At its peak, Venezuela sent its ally some 100,000 barrels a day. More recently, that number had dropped to about 35,000 barrels a day, experts say.

“If Cuba loses that, the impact is basically going to be catastrophic,” said Jorge R. PiƱon, a former oil executive who is now a researcher for the energy institute at the University of Texas.

“The chain of events is that the Cuban economy literally collapses, there is no food in the markets, the trains are not moving, the buses are not moving,” he said...

Mr. Trump urged the Cuban government to “make a deal” or suffer the consequences.
This is a pure power play orchestrated by the smart people pulling Trump's strings, in the hopes that the Cuban people will overthrow the current Cuban administration.

My prediction?  Hello, China.  I've been indirectly tracking Chinese activity in South America and Africa for years with the help of various family expats and travelers, plus my usual reading.  China plans decades in advance, compared to America which plans one election cycle or one quarterly business reporting interval ahead.  The Chinese have been aggressively investing in South America, building ports and infrastucture.  Same in Africa.  In both cases they gain influence if not control.

Their response to Cuba?  You guys want power?  We lead the world in solar energy panel production.  You have sunlight.  Together we can light up your country.  

That's my prediction.  Comments invited.

















Additional information at The New York Times (whence the photo on an oil tanker entering Havana)

Camping advice


As long as I'm cleaning out old tumblr links, I'll post this one from the long-defunct Palahniuk & Chocolate.

Remembering Martin Luther King (1929-1968)


The photo show him removing a burned cross from his front lawn in 1960 (via the now-defunct but often interesting historically sound tumblr).

18 January 2026

The extreme ages of Sumerian kings before the great flood


The embed above is a page from a book I recently finished reading.  The Ark Before Noah: Decoding the Story of the Flood, by Irving Finkel (Doubleday, 2014).  The main focus of the book is a delineation of the ancient flood myth inscribed in cuneiform characters on clay tablets from ancient Mesopotamia, and to suggest the relationship of that flood myth with the one in the Hebrew Bible that was written several millennia later.  I'll do a proper review of the book soon, but it has lots of interesting stuff in it, such as this listing of the lengths of the reigns of the ancient kings of Sumer.

For those wishing to pursue this topic more deeply, there is an introductory page in Wikipedia about The Sumerian King List.  The period before the flood is presented as follows -
This section, which is not present in every copy of the text, opens with the line "After the kingship descended from heaven, the kingship was in Eridu." Two kings of Eridu are mentioned, before the city "fell" and the "kingship was taken to Bad-tibira". This pattern of cities receiving kingship and then falling or being defeated, only to be succeeded by the next, is present throughout the entire text, often in the exact same words. This first section lists eight kings who ruled over five cities (apart from Eridu and Bad-tibira, these also included Larag, Zimbir and Shuruppak). The duration of each reign is also given. In this first section, the reigns vary between 43,200 and 28,800 years for a total of 241,200 years. The section ends with the line "Then the flood swept over". Among the kings mentioned in this section is the ancient Mesopotamian god Dumuzid (the later Tammuz).
As Finkel notes in his books, those lengths of time (28,800, 36,000, 64,800, 43,200, 28,800, and 108,000 years are all in multiples of 3,600.  The Sumerians used a sexagesimal system of time created using base 60, so the units of 3,600 would be 60x60.  

I'm not going to explore this at length now, but I will append one other source - The Sumerican King List - from Livius (a website on ancient history created and maintained by Dutch historian Jona Lendering.  

17 January 2026

Found on a Scotland beach. At home it started giving off smoke and a burning smell


Here are several comments from the Minerals subreddit thread:
Around the baltic sea, but also north sea, phosphor remains from bombs of the world wars are found on the beaches and are mistaken for amber and cause injuries because it starts burning. So now that you know that and you can take some precautionary measures, you could have some fun with that one.

Does it smell like almonds? Keep it in water. If it has white phosphorus in it, it will have a smoky layer on the surface and give off a faint mist like a model train engine. It will smell like astringent almonds. The stuff is the most extreme substance that I've ever handled by far and I've worked with nuclear weapons. White phosphorus makes a brine with the water like Satan's piss. Leave it out in the sun. Ultraviolet will convert it into red phosphorus which is stable albeit slowly. The real nightmare is that it heat upon contact with air, melts into a paste like soft butter, eventually drips like candle wax and everything it has touched is about to burst into flames as hot as he sun. White phosphorus is truly the stuff of nightmares. I took on the responsibility of handling 100g of it a few years ago and I regretted every second of it for the months it took me to convert it into 60g of red P I keep as a reminder to never do that again.

Just another little thing to add here. White phosphorus is also extremely toxic. It's a little more toxic than potassium cyanide. Where the median lethal dose for white phosphorus is between 50-100mg, vs 140mg for potassium cyanide.
After reading the comments, the original poster left a followup:
Once the hazardous waste team arrived, they took a small sample and ran some tests. Nothing showed up on their equipment to confirm what it was. They then burnt a small sample in their mobile fume cupboard and seemed satisfied that it was phosphorus.

I think they made contact with other specialist teams that deal with unexploded ordnance. They then took the decision to burn the rest. Initially they set up a small stove and gauze but the small sample they lit burnt straight through the gauze and damaged the stove. The decision was then taken just to burn the phosphorus on the ground. They touched it with a naked flame and off it went. Continued burning for nearly 10 minutes. Can see much damage it could have done if indoors (or in a jacket pocket!).
Every day I blog I learn something.


Dilbert


I'm reposting this cartoon from 2012 and will take this occasion to make note of the recent death of Scott Adams.  I think I blogged my first Dilbert cartoon in 2009, and since then have inserted occasional others when the blogging day involved too much doomscrolling and I needed a mental health break.

I have been occasionally reprimanded by readers for not ghosting the Dilbert cartoons because of Scott Adams' political and sociological viewpoints.  These matters were addressed in this week's New York Times report about his death:
“Dilbert” was a war cry against the management class — the system of deluded jerks you work for who think they know better. Workers posted it on their cubicles like resistance fighters chalking V’s on walls in occupied Paris. But their bosses posted “Dilbert” in their offices too, since they also had a boss who was an idiot. In the Dilbertverse, “It’s turtles all the way up,” Mr. Adams explained to me when we met. The bottom rungs are filled with put-upon competent workers, oppressed by an infinite bureaucracy of people upholding a system that isn’t actually based on actual expertise.

Maybe Mr. Adams was an early Trump supporter because “Dilbert” was itself proto-MAGA. The strip’s everyday resentments and cynicism added up to a now-familiar worldview. “There’s no such thing as expertise. It just doesn’t exist,” Mr. Adams said...

Mr. Adams thought this extended even to issues like international trade. “In these big complicated situations, no one really knows if we have a good deal. It’s best just to negotiate from ignorance and hope the other side gives in,” he told me. “In the real world there is a fog. In a world where nobody knows, the loudest person is going to get the most.”

From his point of view, I had lived so long among the well-credentialed languishing in abstract thoughts that I was fooled into thinking complex problems required expert solutions. “In your movie,” by which he meant my perception of reality, “there’s a big incompetent guy who doesn’t know the details,” he told me. “I’m telling you it’s the best thing possible. When President Trump acts without all the information and his facts are not accurate, he’s operating on a higher level, not a lower level. He’s operating in the real world.”
Ars Technica made note of evidence of racism and atheism:
In his last two decades, Adams shifted increasingly from the world of comics to politics, where he became increasingly vocal—and abrasive—about his conservative views and his support for Donald Trump.

In the final years of his life, these attitudes cost him most of what he had built with Dilbert. For instance, in 2022, as Rolling Stone recounts, “over 75 newspapers dropped Dilbert after Adams introduced the strip’s first Black character, which he then used as a prop to mock ‘wokeness’ (the character identified as white and LGBTQ+ for work purposes).”..

Adams eventually relaunched the strip as the subscription-only Dilbert Reborn, which he said was “too spicy for the general public.” He focused more on his business and political books, including one on Donald Trump and the importance of “persuasion” over facts. 
I mostly stopped blogging Dilbert cartoons when the series went subscription-only.   But I don't regret having included the cartoons in TYWKIWDBI.  I'll repost some old ones after this post, and I'll offer here some links to other ones I've particularly enjoyed in the past.

"Wherefore" means WHY - and Juliet wasn't on a balcony

"From Middle English wherfor, wherfore, hwarfore, equivalent to where- (“=what”) +‎ for. Compare Dutch waarvoor (“what for, wherefore”), German wofür (“for what, what for, why”), Danish and Norwegian hvorfor (“wherefore, why”), Swedish varfƶr (“wherefore, why”)."
Juliet is not asking the moon where Romeo is - she's bemoaning the fact that he is a Montague and she is a Capulet:  Why did you have to be a Montague?

It drives me crazy every time I hear a performance (typically high school or amateur productions) in which Juliet asks "wherefore ART thou Romeo?" instead of the proper "wherefore art thou ROMEO?"

*sigh* The tribulations of an old English major...

Reposted from 2020 to add this interesting bit from The Shakespeare Guide to Italy:
There is no "balcony" in Romeo and Juliet None whatsoever.  Not only is the word absent from the play, it isn't a word to be found in any other play, Italian or not, by the same playwright.  For that matter, the word "balcony" is not found in any of the poetry ascribed to the playwright either.  

The playwright's descriptions in Romeo and Juliet are clear: Juliet appears in every case, by the author's own words, at her "window."
More about this book later. 

Addendum:  A tip of the blogging cap to reader Kolo Jezdec, who offers this article from The Atlantic: Romeo and Juliet Has No Balcony.

Reposted from 2021

Cleaning out some old "Dilbert" saves


Reposted from 2022.

Dilbert


Reposted from 2012.

If you're known as a competent engineer...


Reposted from 2013.

A double dose of Dilbert


Reposted from 2021 because it's still funny.

Greenland Defense Force


Trump has claimed that Greenland's defense consists of two dogsleds.  That is not true.  This video shows an alternate reality that is equally likely to be true.

13 January 2026

"Sinnerman" (Nina Simone)



While watching Hunt for the Wilderpeople a couple nights ago, I heard this song in the soundtrack, and remembered hearing it in The Thomas Crown Affair.  Found more information at Wikipedia:
"Sinner Man" or "Sinnerman" is accepted as an African American traditional spiritual song that has been recorded by a number of performers and has been incorporated in many other of the media and arts. The lyrics describe a sinner attempting to hide from divine justice on Judgement Day. It was recorded in the 1950s by Les Baxter, the Swan Silvertones, the Weavers and others, before Nina Simone recorded an extended version in 1965...

Simone learned the lyrics of this English song in her childhood when it was used at revival meetings by her mother, a Methodist minister, to help people confess their sins. In the early days of her career during the early sixties, when she was heavily involved in the Greenwich Village scene, Simone often used the long piece to end her live performances.
Reposted from 2016 to add the lyrics;
Oh, sinnerman, where you gonna run to?
Sinnerman where you gonna run to?
Where you gonna run to?
All on that day
We got to run to the rock
Please hide me, I run to the rock
Please hide me, run to the rock
Please hide here
All on that day
But the rock cried out
I can't hide you, the rock cried out
I can't hide you, the rock cried out
I ain't gonna hide you there
All on that day
I said rock
What's the matter with you rock?
Don't you see I need you, rock?
Good Lord, Lord
All on that day
So I run to the river
It was bleedin', I run to the sea
It was bleedin', I run to the sea
It was bleedin', all on that day
So I run to the river
It was boilin', I run to the sea
It was boilin', I run to the sea
It was boilin', all on that day
So I run to the Lord
Please hide me, Lord
Don't you see me prayin'?
Don't you see me down here prayin'?
But the Lord said
Go to the Devil, the Lord said
Go to the Devil
He said go to the Devil
All on that day
So I ran to the Devil
He was waitin', I ran to the Devil
He was waitin', ran to the Devil
He was waitin', all on that day
I cried, power, power (power, Lord)
Power (power, Lord)
Power (power, Lord)
Power (power, Lord)
Power (power, Lord)
Power (power, Lord)
Power (power, Lord)
Kingdom (power, Lord)
Kingdom (power, Lord)
Kingdom (power, Lord)
Kingdom (power, Lord)
Power (power, Lord)
Power (power, Lord)
Power (power, Lord)
Power (power, Lord)
Power (power, Lord)
Power (power, Lord)
Power (power, Lord)
Power (power, Lord)
Power (power, Lord)
Power (power, Lord)
Power (power, Lord)
Power (power, Lord)
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Well, I run to the river
It was boilin', I run to the sea
It was boilin', I run to the sea
It was boilin', all on that day
So I ran to the Lord
I said Lord, hide me
Please hide me
Please help me, all on that day
He said, hide?
Where were you?
When you oughta have been prayin'
I said Lord, Lord
Hear me prayin', Lord, Lord
Hear me prayin', Lord, Lord
Hear me prayin', all on that day
Sinnerman, you oughta be prayin'
Outghta be prayin', sinnerman
Oughta be prayin', all on that day
Up come power (power, Lord) 

Power (power, Lord)
Power (power, Lord)
Power (power, Lord)
Power (power, Lord)
Power (power, Lord)
Power (power, Lord)
Power (power, Lord)
Power (power, Lord)
Power (power, Lord)
Power (power, Lord)
Power (power, Lord)
(Power, Lord)
Hold down (power, Lord)
Go down (power, Lord)
Kingdom (power, Lord)
Power (power, Lord)
Power (power, Lord)
Power (power, Lord)
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Na-na-na, na-na-na-na
Woah, ho

Ha-ha-ha-ha
Ha-ha-ha-ha, oh Lord
Nu, nu, nu
No-no-no-no, ma-na-na-na-na, don't you know I need you Lord?
Don't you know that I need you?
Don't you know that I need you?
Oh, Lord
Wait
Oh, Lord
Oh, Lord, Lord
Related Posts Plugin for WordPress, Blogger...