L. Marcus

One can just see the sleep deprivation simply radiating off those parents.

But where to keep it? Formaldehyde is a good choice.

The Bad Hair Day of the Planet Of The Apes.

But where to keep it? Formaldehyde is a good choice.

8' statue Gallos (Cornish: Power) atop Tintagel Cliffs to evoke King Arthur.
 

'I'm fabulous deer'

The March 18 issue of The Economist had a brief article about Fast Radio Bursts, which as their name suggests are extremely brief (milliseconds) bursts of radio waves. The first one detected -- or at least noticed in old radio astronomy data -- came from one of the Magellanic Clouds. As usual with very brief phenomena that do not repeat, it's hard to figure out what they are because by the time you detect them, they're gone.
 
All the mechanism so far proposed for FRBs are pretty weird, such as rapidly spinning stars collapsing to black holes. The point of the article, though, is that a couple astronomers (Manasvi Lingam and Abraham Loeb) have a paper due to be published in Astrophysical Journal Letters in which they suggested FRBs could be beams that alien civilizations use to propel solar sails. (Just radio instead of light.) Not all the radio beam hits the sail, and as the beam and the Earth both move through space, we intercept the beam for a fraction of a second.
 
The authors do not, of course suggest this *must* be the source of FRBs; just that it makes as much sense as anything else proposed so far. Maybe more, since they run some numbers on how to build such a radio beam projector. (It's really really big, but within known technology.)
 
Dean Shomshak

Went to a baby shower this afternoon. There was a party game I hadn't encountered before, where they give you both parent' full names, and using that as the letters supply, come up with possible middle names for the baby.
 
They gave me a prize because my last suggestion, scrawled as time expired, was "Imhotep".

Preach it! My least favorite RPG trope ever is the notion that every party must be "properly balanced" with a brick, a rogue, a spell-caster, a healer... It's yet another reason why I quit playing D&D/Pathfinder/etc, because so many adventures are written with that assumption that it becomes almost impossible to win if you don' have the "correct" party composition. Thus contributing to "Haven't We Played This Exact Game Before?" syndrome which (to me) plagues so much fantasy.
 
Edit: especially since the party that gave us the whole concept of adventuring parties - the Fellowship of the Ring - was the most unbalanced group ever. And yet no one ever complains that Boromir, Aragorn & Gimli are redundant because they're all fighters, let alone 4 Hobbits.

A couple from this week's Star Wars Edge of Empire game:
 
Our ship has two GNK "Gonk" Droids as NPCs. The way our GM plays them is that they have a full & complex language when talking to each other, but to everyone else (including my protocol Droid PC) it all sounds like "Gonk gonk." Early on, they took it upon themselves to christen our ship, so it's now known as The Gonk Gonk.
Recently, we picked up a 3rd Gonk...
Mechanic: "So does that mean our ship is now The Gonk Gonk Gonk?"
GM: "The Gonks all look at you weird and mutter among themselves like you just said something wildly inappropriate. After a few minutes, they file into the cockpit and hand the Captain a piece of paper. It looks like an HR Form for a hostile workforce complaint. But it's hard to be sure because all the blanks are filled in with "Gonk gonk gonk gonk gonk!""
Captain: "What did you say to them?!"
Mechanic: "Apparently I have no idea."
 
We also found an...interesting quirk in the EofE rules while trying to repair some hull damage:
GM: "Anyone who has Mechanics can assist. If you don't have Mechanics, you can use Athletics instead."
Player 1: "Wait, how does that work?"
GM: "It means you're using a more brute-force approach, welding plates in place and so forth."
Player 2: "Are you telling me I can literally buy ranks in I Kick It Until It Works? That's...the most Genre thing ever!"
Player 3: "I am so putting XP into that..."

Love Shack 

Just got back from GotG vol. 2. Enjoyed immensely. Much laughter occurred. A strong four, bordering on a five, out of five. A much better movie than the first one.

Used books? There are people who sell their books? For money? Books that are theirs?
 
That's monstrous!

The orthopedics books costs an arm and a leg.

"Mornin', Fred." 
"Mornin,' Ralph."

Tiny Jyn Erso Heads to Star Wars Celebration, Hands Every Leia a Copy of the Death Star Plans
 

Okay, i know I should be thinking 'awwww' but more than that, I'm thinking
 
that's brilliant!
 
sorry, the RPer in me has to tip his hat

PANTSLESS PANDIGITAL PROPELLER SPECIAL MOVE
 
whooshwhooshwhooshwhooshwhoosh

Gesundheit.

Please, put the pants back on.

...

For whom the Bell Curve tolls.

For whom the Bell Curve tolls.