Time for a palate cleanser. It seems no one cares for musing on General George Armstrong Custer. So it is time to think about something that made your arm strong when you were a kid.
When in doubt.
Adrienne.
Always Adrienne
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I like Custer. The man was clear in his mind, but his soul was mad. Oh yeah. At the end, out there on the plains, surrounded, he lost his will to soldier. He hated killing indians, hated it! But ... the man ... uh ... he read poetry out loud to his men, alright? ...Byron, Keats, Shelly. And a voice! that voice. ... He had plans for after the war you know? He told his family--they passed it down too--all the way down. You think I'm gonna tell you? Nah, nah, I'm not going to tell you.
The only difference between you and me is your attitude.
Not sure about your point. I only felt it.
If we are all welcome here, how can it be that no one likes Custard!
chickenlittle?
Oh, hey, this is a familiar...face. :)
I had trouble getting on your site yesterday again, Trooper. Not that I would have talked much about Custer. I learned enough history to pass exams, sadly. I'm trying to catch up, though!
@Darcy: Somebody's gotta stick up for ol' Custer besides just me and TY.
LOL. It was cute, cl. I just didn't get any of it. *flounces off* :)
I know that flounces off refers to something you guys were talking about on Twitter. I don't do the twitter thing so I don't know the context and all.
I don't know but it is kind of funny that it sounds like some sort of backhanded gay slur or something. I can guess who said it first and about who they were referring. I thought most of the stuff was straghtforward and nobody flounced.
But to be honest I don't care that much about it anymore. Old news. Lets get on to new news.
I hope you guys put in your final votes in the pasta poll. It is neck and neck.
Go ravioli!
And...Rafael Nadal pulled out of Wimbledon. So, I'm trying to be nice about this, but...I doubt if I can hold my tongue. Need to blog about it, I think. Therapeutic. ;-)
You guys have a nice Saturday morning and afternoon. I'm going to a graduation party. I hope I get served some pasta there!
I'm not going to go into any specifics about the recent Battle of the Little Big Flounce, but I thought you might like to hear about the origin of that term in our little home on the internet, where the blogs are not cloudy all day.
I used to use the term occasionally over on Althouse. (There. I did it. A link.) She told me recently in a tweet that she adopted the term from me, and started using it in her own private conversation. (Nice to know I've had some influence, somewhere.)
Anyway, that's how the term came up amongst the cowpokes here on the Big Blog Ranch: It may be a vague Brokeback Mountain-type reference, but it really owes itself to ol' Theo's childhood.
Let me explain.
Many years ago, when I was 9 or 10, and wasn't playing cowboys & indians, I was watcing Jack Paar. (So, yes, I am an old fart now. Well-preserved, but an old fart.)
Some years later, Jack Paar did one of his specials on NBC, where he showed travel movies, old clips, reminisced, etc. One thing he mentioned was an interview he did on a BBC chat show. Seems the host said to Paar something like, "Tell us again why you flounced off your show."
Jack Paar said, "I'm an American. We don't flounce. We walk. Like this." And so he stood up, and strode off the set, leaving the snotty Brit presenter (as they call them) looking shit-faced.
Ever since then, I've used "flounce," which always seemed to me to be a fine kind of word. And so I'm glad it's spread into more general use, although I think we all could have done without the specifics, which I said I wouldn't mention.
That's cool. It doesn't matter much to me.
I like in-jokes even when I don't get them, because I think I am the king of the referance that nobody understands.
Anyway all this stuff is getting ultra boring and I am not going to be bothered with it anymore.
I have better things to do.
My only question is, Should I post buck naked pictures of Adrienne Barbeau or would that freak out too many people?
Just askin'
Oh I think we would survive.
Hey, Trooper: If you have any such pictures of Adrienne Barbeau, I agree we would survive them just fine.
OTOH, you might have Blogger on your case, and have to use that "adult content" Blogger page, which, of course, all thinking people avoid.
My only question is, Should I post buck naked pictures of Adrienne Barbeau or would that freak out too many people?
There you go again, pushing back the foreskin of knowledge and good taste. Good luck with that.
Sorry Trooper!
TY is the wrong place to flounce off from. Got it. :)
I maintain it's impossible to flounce of if you're over 15 or not a girl.
I think a ponytail is required.
Anyway, I loved the Custer stuff, Troop. You do a nice take on subjects like this. (Increases my reading material to a ridiculous degree but, that's life.)
Any picture of Adrienne are appropriate in my book.
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