Recent Mars Images (Marvin the Martian throws down the kaboom in a guest zot)

[Darksheare]

Blgthrgths?

[Scoutmaster]

I have a #48 Tyler standard-grade stupidity sieve mesh, whereas I operate as if I were equipped with a #63 μm Renard-grade stupidity sieve mesh.

[NicknamedBob]

The only sieve I use is that of Eratosthenes. It helps me to find some very odd things.

And it is in prime condition.

[NicknamedBob]

"Blgthrgths?"

Gesundheit!

[Tax-chick]

... one’s inability to know at the time that a thing is stupid.

I've refined the instruction (for those with more mental powers than Frank): "Don't do anything think I will think was stupid."

They all know what that means. It's like, "Clean the bathroom as if I had done it." It eliminates variability in one's personal definition of "clean."

[Tax-chick]

I have a flour sifter.

[Darksheare]

Not to be confused with the seive of Airy Stuffy Sneeze which creates allergies via a sifting action.

[Monkey Face]

So do I. I don’t use it, but I don’t want to part with it! LOL!

[Darksheare]

Nostril crayons.
Every kid should know the unique horror of nostril crayons.

[Tax-chick]

I don’t remember if it was Frank or Vlad who put lentils up his nose. I can look it up if I need it for blackmail purposes later.

[NicknamedBob]

"I have a flour sifter."

My dad built one into a cabinet for mom. She could make biscuits as quick as anything.

It's gone now, but I think about that when I hear "The House That Built Me".

[Tax-chick]

My grandmother had a built-in sifter, too.

I just live with heavy baked goods.

[Darksheare]

Nose lentils, hmmmmm.
Date night blackmail.
“You WILL be back on time, riiiight?” *waving phone indicating the phone number for the girlfriend, message set to send.

[Tax-chick]

“There might *still* be some in there!”

[NicknamedBob]

"My grandmother had a built-in sifter, too."

It's one of the things that leads me to think that every kitchen will soon have a 3-D printer for a lot of common foods.

Just think! Soon you can just pour your ingredients of flour, sugar, salt, and cinnamon into its appropriate bin, and download the latest pastry treat!

[Darksheare]

“What was that noise?”

What noise?

“Sounds like a beanbag shaking!”

[Darksheare]

“MO-oooom! Billy’s printing eldritch horrors in the kitchen again!”

[Scoutmaster]

No nostril crayons, but my younger brother learned about nostril Bic pen tops at a rather advanced age to accumulate such knowledge.

[Monkey Face]

...Every kid should know the unique horror of nostril crayons.

Or nose beans.

[NicknamedBob]

3-D Food Printing