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Calling the Roll

A List for a Call
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"Big things are afoot: bigfoots are a thing!", reads the flyer, blowing across the cycle path. A sinuous submarine kayak breaks the surface of Vancouver Harbour, a half-baker steps ashore at Stanley Park, and a rapt audience of crypto-zoologists hears him deliver his paper.

Across the continent, once the dogs have stopped barking, a half-baker raised his eyes to the hills for inspiration, and spots a herd of deer in hi-viz and crash-helmets.

Somewhere in between, a half-baker begins the third chapter of the preamble to an idea that only just, by *that* much, doesn't trigger energy-positive controlled fusion.

A liveried functionary lifts a telephone, and arranges to post bail with the central police station in Hohhot. His employer has not actually left England yet, but he knows to get ahead of the game. At this point, that half-baker is still rehearsing the part of Squire Slaughter in an amateur production of "Murder at the Red Holding Facility", the only occasion in any given year when he would speak civilly to the vicar.

Under a distant tree, an upside-down half-baker ... will get back to you later on that one.

Gazing wryly at the concrete that halves the Holy Land, a half-baker logs in to be whole in the halfy land.

On the coast of California, a half-baker shares with his sweetheart the benefit of his long experience in all forms of riding.

Checking back in, we're on the fourth chapter of the preamble ...

Undismayed by the provincial critics who declared his epic mural "The Pricks of Conscience" an affront to public decency, a half-baker relaxes into the embrace of Scarlett Johanson's Korean twin two miles above Australia. Somewhere in the Mulga, I've sited a battery of prosepiparachutes to save him when the drugs wear off.

Somewhere in Norrn Irrrn*, a half-baker in socks and sandals waters a small mangrove in the window box of their 2CV.

In the Land of the Free, a half-baker celebrates his freedom, at every possible opportunity.

Outside Detroit, a half-baker is well along with his life-sized replicas of the vehicles of Wacky Races, but with sensible modern safety features.

In a disused mining tenement in the Goldfields, a half-baker presents to a rapt audience of blow-flies a slide-deck in Latin on intermediate concepts in data-fossicking.

At the Grimbledon Down Research Facility, the less wealthy geneticist half-baker, whose latest treatment has not eliminated any known form of cancer, consoles himself that he's managed to propagate in vitro an entirely new form of cancer that his treatment *can* cure. Half a bottle of prosecco is called for, but the fridge is full of ...

Somewhere unknown, but incorporated in Delaware, a half- baker tosses another spun-off business to the grateful mezzanine capitalists halfway down his staircase, and explains again how, if it weren't for the government, he would be even more of a contender.

... any day now, that preamble will get to the part with the ascii graphic ...

In London, a half-baker of vision gets admirably angry about epistemology, after contemplating more ancient bugs than you'll find in a Cobol application.

Elsewhere in England, a half-baker breaks off from the lonely struggle against corporate bourgeois materialism for a lovely cup of tea, and *no* cigarette.

In low earth orbit, a half-baker makes the difficult decision to cancel a new product launch due to insufficient health and safety concerns.

Many others are out there, I just haven't seen them lately in here.

The world turns, another day comes around.

*also known as The Six Green Fields of "Oh dear, we really didn't think through this aspect of Brexit very well, I mean, even compared with all the other aspects!"

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pertinax, Nov 15 2017

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       On the shores of Gitche Gumee, of the shining Big-Sea-Water ....
normzone, Nov 15 2017
  

       "Second star to the right, and straight on 'til morning ... "
8th of 7, Nov 15 2017
  

       Third door on the left. Mind the jaguar.
MaxwellBuchanan, Nov 15 2017
  

       <Arthur Dent>   

       "It was on display in the bottom of a locked filing cabinet, stuck in a disused lavatory, with a sign on the door saying 'Beware of the Leopard.'"   

       </Arthur Dent>
8th of 7, Nov 15 2017
  

       North 25 minutes. Mind the gap.
RayfordSteele, Nov 15 2017
  

       Just sittin' here, Thinking Outside the bag in which The Box arrived.
Sgt Teacup, Nov 15 2017
  

       Sinking outside the box.
MaxwellBuchanan, Nov 15 2017
  

       //Sinking// That happens in springtime, when the permafrost melts.
Sgt Teacup, Nov 15 2017
  

       Working at a particle accelerator, a researcher notes a tiny fleeting absence of photons...
neutrinos_shadow, Nov 15 2017
  

       //Norrn Irrrn// Sp.: Nornarn
MaxwellBuchanan, Nov 15 2017
  

       //Sinking// Vaat are ju sinking about?
TomP, Nov 17 2017
  

       //and explains again how, if it weren't for the government, he would be even more of a contender//   

       I resemble that remark
theircompetitor, Nov 17 2017
  

       That's my line...   
      
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