This reminds me of a riddle my Grandpa Evans liked. “What’s the difference between bird flu and swine flu?”

One requires tweetment and the other requires oinkment 😂

This reminds me of a riddle my Grandpa Evans liked. “What’s the difference between bird flu and swine flu?”

One requires tweetment and the other requires oinkment 😂

The Doctor: This whole world is swimming in Wi-Fi. We’re living in a Wi-Fi soup! Suppose something got inside it. Suppose there was something living in the Wi-Fi, harvesting human minds, extracting them. Imagine that. Human souls trapped like flies in the World Wide Web, stuck for ever, crying out for help.
Clara Oswin: Isn’t that basically Twitter?
“The Bells of Saint John” was the premiere of the second half of Series 7 (2013). It features the Eleventh Doctor (played by Matt Smith) and the modern-day version of Clara Oswald (played by Jenna Coleman).
The dialogue highlights the Doctor’s typical manic energy and Clara’s sharp, sarcastic wit.
In the episode, they face off against the Great Intelligence, which is using a sinister Wi-Fi signal to “upload” human consciousness into a data cloud.
Clara’s quip about Twitter being a trap for human souls still rings pretty true today!
“I’m Just a Bill” is perhaps the most famous segment from the Schoolhouse Rock! series. It debuted on March 27, 1976—exactly 50 years ago today—as part of the “America Rock” season, timed to coincide with the U.S. Bicentennial.
Before he became the caped crusader of the skies, he was just Pip, a highly intelligent and curious common grackle. While his flock was content raiding dumpsters, Pip was obsessed with the shining Gotham towers, often spending his nights perched near windows, watching the humans below.
His life changed during a severe lightning storm. While seeking refuge on an old antenna on a Wayne Tech building, a freak power surge coursed through the spire at the exact moment a bolt struck. Critically injured, Pip didn’t die; instead, his DNA fused with advanced nanite technology housed within the transmitter, granting him heightened intelligence, a near-human lifespan, and an unusual purple sheen on his feathers.
As he recovered, he witnessed a tragedy from his high vantage point: a human was being mugged in an alley below, but the legendary Batman was across the city. Pip realized that the Dark Knight couldn’t be everywhere, and the “creatures of the night” needed a watcher who actually lived in the spires. He repurposed a heavy bat-themed clasp he found on a penthouse balcony and stitched a cape from scraps of durable, waterproof canvas, adopting the bat silhouette as a sign of respect and a promise of justice for the skyline.
His first true test came on this night. Having spotted a strange infestation of genetically modified “Ocular Moths” infiltrating a server room through a ventilation shaft, he knew he couldn’t stop and rest. Not yet.
“Just… one more night,” he rasped, his newly gifted voice a mirror of the wind. With that, the Gotham Birdman was born, the steadfast guardian against threats that were too small, too high, or too swift for anyone else to see.
This is the best selling album from the Mourning Doves.

It features the runaway number one hit “Peanuts in the Rain.”
It’s that classic 1970s soft-rock anthem—heavy on the melancholic flute solo, with a chorus that everyone hums while staring out a window. It spent six weeks at the top of the charts because it perfectly captured that “waiting for the bird feeder to be refilled” existential dread.
Other fan favorites from the B-side include:
“Cooing at the Moon” – A psychedelic power ballad.
“No Mustard, No Onions (Just Seeds)” – A surprisingly upbeat track about being picky at the feeder.
“The Suburban Fence Line” – A 7-minute progressive folk odyssey.
BREAKING: Chuck Norris has finally lost a fight. The actor and martial artist, known for his role as Walker, Texas Ranger, has died after a sudden hospitalisation. The Hollywood star was 86 years old. Full story

A Dutch baby is the perfect “lazy-sophisticated” breakfast. It’s essentially a giant, puffy popover that looks like a culinary masterpiece but takes about five minutes of actual effort.
This recipe is for two, so we’ll use a 9-inch or 10-inch oven-safe skillet (cast iron is king here).

Okay, fellow 70s and 80s survivors, this one is for you.
Looking at this vintage photo of a perfect kitchen setting, I had a sudden flashback. Who knows exactly what was kept in this iconic harvest orange pitcher, sitting on that classic table? If you saw this pitcher, you already know the potential answers. 🧡

Let me know what your mom (or grandma) always had ready to pour. I’m guessing two very specific, colorful, and very powdered answers. 🥤 Comment below and let’s go on a trip down memory lane!