But we’ve got hope, and we’re open for business. The world is still heating up, and the humidity is spreading into places that were bone dry only thirty years ago. The seas aren’t rising. The seas are evaporating and being pushed inland to become fresh water. Polar ice is supposed to be increasing a bit every year now from inland glaciers creating colder local micro climates. I’ve never seen it myself. I’ve seen the desert retreating, though. We’re not sure what’s happening, but it’s nothing like the folks who wrecked the world said it would be. I guess good intentions aren’t enough. You’ve got to have something to give if you expect to get something.
Owner (Michael Palin): Good morning, Sir. Welcome to the National Cheese Emporium!
Customer: Ah thank you my good man.
Owner: What can I do for you, Sir?
C: Well, I was, uh, sitting in the public library on Thurmon Street just now, skimming through ‘Rogue Herrys’ by Hugh Walpole, and I suddenly came over all peckish.
O: Peckish, sir?
C: Esuriant.
O: Eh?
C: ’Ee I were all ’ungry-like!
O: Ah, hungry!
C: In a nutshell. And I thought to myself, ‘a little fermented curd will do the trick’, so, I curtailed my Walpoling activites, sallied forth, and infiltrated your place of purveyance to negotiate the vending of some cheesy comestibles!
O: Come again?
C: I want to buy some cheese.
O: Oh, I thought you were complaining about the bouzouki player!
C: Oh, heaven forbid: I am one who delights in all manifestations of the Terpsichorean muse!
O: Sorry?
C: ’Ooo, Ah lahk a nice tune, ’yer forced to!
O: So he can go on playing, can he?
C: Most certainly! Now then, some cheese please, my good man.
O: (lustily) Certainly, sir. What would you like?
C: Well, eh, how about a little Red Leicester.
O: I’m, a-fraid we’re fresh out of Red Leicester, sir.
C: Oh, never mind, how are you on Tilsit?
O: I’m afraid we never have that at the end of the week, sir, we get it fresh on Monday.
C: Tish tish. No matter. Well, stout yeoman, four ounces of Caerphilly, if you please.
O: Ah! It’s beeeen on order, sir, for two weeks. Was expecting it this morning.
The melting of land ice was so huge just in Greenland it raised the sea level globally.
Fires in the Arctic Circle continue.
The hottest July ever recorded happened in 2019.
The Sun is still in a quiescent mode so luminosity is down and we should naturally be cooling. WE are not cooling global temperatures are still rising higher and hotter.
Brass Orchid Premium Member about 5 years ago
But we’ve got hope, and we’re open for business. The world is still heating up, and the humidity is spreading into places that were bone dry only thirty years ago. The seas aren’t rising. The seas are evaporating and being pushed inland to become fresh water. Polar ice is supposed to be increasing a bit every year now from inland glaciers creating colder local micro climates. I’ve never seen it myself. I’ve seen the desert retreating, though. We’re not sure what’s happening, but it’s nothing like the folks who wrecked the world said it would be. I guess good intentions aren’t enough. You’ve got to have something to give if you expect to get something.
coltish1 about 5 years ago
“Now I lay me down to sleep …”
Rotifer HEATHEN POTATO WE KNEW YE WELL Thalweg Premium Member about 5 years ago
“Tomorrow may come … it usually does.” J. Buffett, Anything, Anytime, Anywhere.
Radish the wordsmith about 5 years ago
Kind of amusing living on a dying planet.
willie_mctell about 5 years ago
Cheese price increase?!
3hourtour Premium Member about 5 years ago
…I blame Obama…
…how can cheese prices go up?…
… there’s a gluten of it…
…tomorrow is anothe day…
…but frankly my dear, I don’t give a damn…
…free beer tomorrow…
…there is so much Tom foolery in this comic strip…
…a silly silhouette…
…if Jesus wore yoga pants would you still vote for him?…I forget…
…if people travel through time at the speed of light, do they come back young the the other people have aged…
…or do they age and the other people stay the same?…
…I mean, if we travel on a jet going west, we go back in time – via time zones- until we hit tomorrow…
…so somewhere on this planet is always tomorrow…
…so so is yesterday…
…aak! My head hurts…
Ray*C about 5 years ago
I don’t think this is what Fleetwood Mac had in mind.
Huckleberry Hiroshima about 5 years ago
And they’re still dying some cheese orange.
Howard'sMyHero about 5 years ago
Hit the snooze button …!
garrodwilbur about 5 years ago
I`ll worry about Tomorrow when it worries about me.
INGSOC about 5 years ago
tomorrow’s moldy gloom and doom
Radish the wordsmith about 5 years ago
I love these old Froglandia homilies, it reminds me of when mom used to wear her babushka and sing
Skeeters am a humin round the honesuckle vine
Sleep Kentucky babe
Daddy’s out a huntin with his little dog and gun
possom for your breakfast when your sleepy time is done…
.
Oh how I miss those old days in the fetid swamp when I was but a tadpole.
Radish the wordsmith about 5 years ago
The mandatory Monty Python reference
(a customer walks in the door.)
Customer (John Cleese): Good Morning.
Owner (Michael Palin): Good morning, Sir. Welcome to the National Cheese Emporium!
Customer: Ah thank you my good man.
Owner: What can I do for you, Sir?
C: Well, I was, uh, sitting in the public library on Thurmon Street just now, skimming through ‘Rogue Herrys’ by Hugh Walpole, and I suddenly came over all peckish.
O: Peckish, sir?
C: Esuriant.
O: Eh?
C: ’Ee I were all ’ungry-like!
O: Ah, hungry!
C: In a nutshell. And I thought to myself, ‘a little fermented curd will do the trick’, so, I curtailed my Walpoling activites, sallied forth, and infiltrated your place of purveyance to negotiate the vending of some cheesy comestibles!
O: Come again?
C: I want to buy some cheese.
O: Oh, I thought you were complaining about the bouzouki player!
C: Oh, heaven forbid: I am one who delights in all manifestations of the Terpsichorean muse!
O: Sorry?
C: ’Ooo, Ah lahk a nice tune, ’yer forced to!
O: So he can go on playing, can he?
C: Most certainly! Now then, some cheese please, my good man.
O: (lustily) Certainly, sir. What would you like?
C: Well, eh, how about a little Red Leicester.
O: I’m, a-fraid we’re fresh out of Red Leicester, sir.
C: Oh, never mind, how are you on Tilsit?
O: I’m afraid we never have that at the end of the week, sir, we get it fresh on Monday.
C: Tish tish. No matter. Well, stout yeoman, four ounces of Caerphilly, if you please.
O: Ah! It’s beeeen on order, sir, for two weeks. Was expecting it this morning.
C: ’T’s Not my lucky day, is it? Aah, Bel Paese?
O: Sorry, sir.
C: Red Windsor?
O: Normally, sir, yes. Today the van broke down.
C: Ah. Stilton?
O: Sorry.
C: Gruyere? Emmental?
O: No.
C: Any Norwegian Jarlsberger, per chance?
O: No.
C: Liptauer?
O: No.
C: Lancashir
Radish the wordsmith about 5 years ago
O: No
C: Venezuelan Beaver Cheese?
O: Not today, sir, no.
(pause)
C: Aah, how about Cheddar?
O: Well, we don’t get much call for it around here, sir.
C: Not much ca—It’s the single most popular cheese in the world!
O: Not ’round here, sir.
C: (slight pause) and what IS the most popular cheese ’round hyah?
O: ’Illchester, sir.
C: IS it.
O: Oh, yes, it’s staggeringly popular in this manusquire.
C: Is it.
O: It’s our number one best seller, sir!
C: I see. Uuh… ’Illchester, eh?
O: Right, sir.
C: All right. Okay. ‘Have you got any?’ He asked, expecting the answer ‘no’.
O: I’ll have a look, sir.. nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnno.
C: It’s not much of a cheese shop, is it?
O: Finest in the district sir!
C: (annoyed) Explain the logic underlying that conclusion, please.
O: Well, it’s so clean, sir!
C: It’s certainly uncontaminated by cheese.
O: (brightly) You haven’t asked me about Limburger, sir.
C: Would it be worth it?
O: Could be.
C: Have you —SHUT THAT BLOODY BOUZOUKI OFF!
O: Told you sir…
C: (slowly) Have you got any Limburger?
O: No.
C: Figures. Predictable, really I suppose. It was an act of purest optimism to have posed the question in the first place……. Tell me:
O: Yessir?
C: (deliberately) Have you in fact got any cheese here at all?
O: Yes,sir.
C: Really?
(pause)
O: No. Not really, sir.
C: You haven’t.
O: Nosir. Not a scrap. I was deliberately wasting your time,sir.
C: Well I’m sorry, but I’m going to have to shoot you.
O: Right-0, sir.
(The customer takes out a gun and shoots the shopkeeper)
C: What a senseless waste of human life.
Sisyphos about 5 years ago
’Tis verily the Blackest Pits today.
Bad logic, too. For, if tomorrow will not come, then it follows that the price of cheese will not go up, either.
Not that anyone will be around to care, ehh?
For my part, I merely utter, Froglandia forever! —And get on with my wretched life….
Night-Gaunt49[Bozo is Boffo] about 5 years ago
Make a note:
The deserts are expanding not retreating.
The melting of land ice was so huge just in Greenland it raised the sea level globally.
Fires in the Arctic Circle continue.
The hottest July ever recorded happened in 2019.
The Sun is still in a quiescent mode so luminosity is down and we should naturally be cooling. WE are not cooling global temperatures are still rising higher and hotter.