Project 313 – Post No. 116

I’m sweating bullets . . . say, where did that saying come from? I mean, that would be neat. Also, it would save a bunch on ammunition costs. Also, could you control the caliber? Also, would the larger caliber hurt more? Also, would it be a matter of constant mass? Meaning, would you sweat lots of .22s and not as many .45s?

Inquiring minds want to know how these things work . . . but, the reason I’m sweating at all is that this is the closest I’ve cut one of these posts. This will go live just a couple of hours from now. That means the quality control measures will have to be streamlined and corners will be cut. 

If I do it right, no one will know the difference . . . except, maybe, the few who actually bother reading these. 

But seriously . . . I can’t find a credible source for the phrase. Most agree that it’s a little over 100 years old. That would put it originating around the time of WW I. 

I could maybe posit “sweating” was the polite substitution for “shitting” although I can’t say the phrase “shitting bullets” makes much more sense. 

Now I’m even more stressed because I just detoured into the deep well of the Internet in an attempt to find the origin of the phrase. No luck. Perhaps one of my readers knows.

And now, the photo:

Project 313 116

Lava — when properly treated — seems to make a quite the interesting abstract. 

I need to rush a bit so I’ll give you Adam as a Casting Director. 

. . . I know that’s a joke because I’m pretty sure god didn’t create chairs or clipboards. In fact, I know because it’s not in the Bible.

I’m thinking god’s not as powerful as he boasted . . . sort of like Trump. Come to think of it, while Trump tweets, god used trumpets to aggrandize its proclamations. At least, that’s how it’s depicted in movies. The similarities are uncanny . . . although I give Trump the edge on the ego thing. God still leads in the insecurity thing, though.   

If god was really powerful, it might do something about all them fires burning across the globe . . . then again, it always wanted some animal or other sacrificed and roasted as a tribute. Perhaps god’s more DIY these days and no needing humans to sacrifice this or that living thing. 

Whatever the reason, here’s a . . . Rainbow Seed Ball Viewed Through Heavy Smoke From Western Fires.

And . . . that’s it

Some of these posts will likely be longer as the mood hits me, but most will be thus; short, uninteresting, bland, and relentless.

You can read about Project 313 HERE.

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