"It is me Trey. Selina. I know you have missed me. Admit it. You think about me all the time. It has been a long time."
"Yes it has been a while Selina but all of that is in a past life. I don't go back to the institute anymore. The problem with an insane asylum is that it is full of lunatics."
"That may be so Trey but we had something special. Come. I have dressed up for you. Let's dance. Don't you want to hold me in your arms like you used to do?"
"I can't do that anymore Selina."
"Yes you can Trey. Here let me touch you all over your body with my body. I just won't use my hands."
"OH TREY.....YOU'RE BACK!!!!!"
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1 – 200 of 201 Newer› Newest»It was her hip to waist ratio what got most men and boys.
I haven't worked my way up to her waist yet. Still staring at those legs.
Let me tell you, having long legs and a short torso isn't conducive to carrying a ten pound baby. That little rolypoly sits on your bladder and compresses your vena cava. Can give you a heart attack.
In that case, I shall avoid having long legs and a baby. But thanks for sharing.
Maybe that's why they say there's girls for marryin' and girls for fun?
Some girls are dual purpose. Both/And rather than Either/Or.
Some Girls
Trooper, Have you made some Faustian deal that has caused you to give up sports?
Troop's into fausting?
eew
Fausting is a healthy and natural part of any spiritual diet.
Fausting is required if you are a member of the Selenium cult. Allotropes are tellurium they need to visit the monoclinic to get checked. Oh how they sulfur for their art...
blake said...
Fausting is a healthy and natural part of any spiritual diet.
The older term for fausting is "to plumbum." Eeew
What you guys do in your "off-time" is none of my bismuth.
Maybe that's why they say there's girls for marryin' and girls for fun?
This Some Girls says that straight out.
It's from the musical, "Once on This Island," which made a very tiny splash in New York and London 20 years ago. It's now done a lot by high schools and amateur companies. The character singing is "Daniel," the d-bag romantic lead. My son did this role in his high school production this year, and it was pretty good, overall. In the end, my son could sing it better than this guy, but there are no videos on YouTube, thanks to copyright paranoia.
Jousting, on the other hand, is a game of hastilude, a lance game.
This time the hidden chivomengro is folded up in the charming folksy mention of a ten pound baby as a "little rolypoly".
I know two women with long legs and short torsos who carried and delivered a total of six healthy eight to ten pound babies with no bladder sitting, compression of the vena cava or heart attacks. None of the babies were "rolypoly" (short, plump, pudgy, buxom or rotund).
MamaM, that's nice. I'm happy for these women, what is your point?
My daughter was rolypoly,10 pounds, three oz and 21 1/2 inches long. She was a tall baby, but quite pudgy. Why does it matter to you?
It's my description, can you not for once mind your own damn business, we're you fucking there when she was born?
Also what is wrong with you? What gives you the right to dispute the veracity of my claim that I suffered a inferior wall infarct when pregnant with my third daughter? Who the hell are you, some psychic who knows all, sees all?
You are a weirdo, plain and simple.
Ladies, ladies. These seats are expensive. If you want to argue, please take it outside. Other people want to listen to the music.
Look, Ti Moune and Daniel are having simulated sex onstage!
TTB, I will defend myself here, I have permission to do so from Trooper. He has told me that I should defend myself when I feel it's nesessary.
You would defend yourself and your son if you were in my place.
Proverbs 15:1 comes to mind.
But have at it "ladies".
Troop, clean up on aisle MEOW!
Oh! Christine is singing, "Think of Me."
I like that verse, Sixty. I wish I were way better at practicing it, myself! :)
Aw, Darcy - good to see you here. How have you been?
Aww, thanks! Reunioning! Exhausting but fun weekend catching up with old friends and remembering our youth.
If you want something a little edgier to distract the audience, there's always Lulu!
It may be 12-tone, but it's hot!
Well, remember it while you still can! That's what I always say.
Actually, I never said that before, but it works. Or maybe I said it, then forgot that I said it.
Did I mention it's been over 100 for a while here? Great lawn mowing weather, that's for sure.
Heat stroke, it's not just for Death Valleyians anymore...
LOL. I shall remember while I can. Very good advice!
And please stay safe in the heat, Sixty. I like you around!
Maybe it was just the heat, but this afternoon I really wanted to hear Tchaikovsky's The Nut Cracker. Anything to remind me that it won't always be thus.
Damn, that's "Nutcracker".
The other is just a crazy neighbor of mine...
Blessed are the forgetful.
Well, here's the Sugar Plum Fairy, played on a glass armonica to cool you off.
Tchaikovsky originally wanted it to be played on the glass armonica, but they couldn't find one, so he settled for the celeste everybody knows. But this is the pure drop, so to speak.
Thanks, Mr. Burnett - that was beautiful. Actually gave me chills. Very ethereal and what wonderful attack and sustain - gorgeous. Words fail me.
And God Bless Ben Franklin - a great American.
MamaM said...
Jousting, on the other hand, is a game of hastilude, a lance game.
"Hastilude" is a cool word with attitude. The root can be found buried with yard (second meaning): The word used to be euphemism for penis.
Darcy said...
Aww, thanks! Reunioning! Exhausting but fun weekend catching up with old friends and remembering our youth.
I did a lot of that too, the last two weeks. I met up with my best friend from high school--he played guitar in our garage band. There's now talk of a "Buzz Hammer" reunion.
I was in a band in '65 and '66. Our drummer went to Viet Nam and that was that. I eventually moved away and have no idea what happened to him. I am going to assume he made it home safe and sound.
Fellow Pubes and haters of commies, just wanted to check in.
It's fucking hot here in Ptown and I am stressed. No Vege restaurants here but I did spot John Waters and many amazing abs walking dogs.
Hope all of you are having a great summer.
Got to go because my husband is monitoring me, natch.
Happy holidays.
tits.
On a side note my hubby and I have a fight and one of us packs up and leave every time.
What is that all about?
We then make up and do it and cum in each other's face.
We have done than twice in Ptown already.
It is really stressful.
The rare clumber suffers most. He is like we are leaving, we are cumming, we are what?
Mamam, how are those tits hanging?
tits.
We need a fresh topic around here.
How about ... people unclear on the concept of a "two-bagger"?
If you don't like that topic, how about ironrailsironweights: the early years?
Let me tell you
Who? Me? No, not you, a different you. YOU need to avert your eyes and mind your own business!
Having long legs and a short torso isn't conducive to carrying a ten pound baby.
Oh Noes! Really???
That little rolypoly (???)sits on your bladder and compresses your vena cava. Can give you a heart attack.
Hard to tell this was a sacred story, much less a claim of personal true suffering endured with an interior wall infarct.
But the exchange that followed fit nicely with the previous theme:
"What do you mean? How can you prove it?"
"That dress! PLAID!!!!!!!!!!!!! REALLY BITCH YOU ARE JUST ASKING FOR IT!"
Fine. You don't like either of my suggestions.
How about rhhardin, pimp daddy?
I believe that's the anterior of one of rh's finest girls, Vena Cava.
Sorry, ChipS. Didn't know a fresh topic was being introduced. The furry tutu takes the cake.
When the complicated and fancy weirdos get together with the plain and simple ones, interesting sh*t happens, with these comments as evidence. The best of TY, from squished guts to the glories of glass and fur.
Cross-typing isn't always a bad thing, perhaps.
Cross words, OTOH, are dominated by crosswords.
Crossed swords are a different matter entirely.
ChipS is a Seinfeld/Henry Kissinger clone. I'm still trying to figure out how that pimp daddy photo came about.
I'm not sure which comic great ndspinelli most resembles, but his comment at TOP, "How a Narcissist Confesses", was one of the best lines I've ever seen.
I expect it to be stolen by 30 Rock, with Tina Fey's character setting up the line for Jack Donaghy.
Allie, you are right but don't encourage her. Send her over to TOP and let her joust over there. Is Carol Herman still there? Maybe MM is CH?
Fuck it, I'll bite. Nothing else going on here.
I think you're wrong, EBL. Now, are you gonna take that as a deep personal insult, ask me why I think so, or just ignore it?
One of those is different from the other two.
Strange how I am expected to ignore "it". Sorry, I don't do victim well, I fight back.
Notice how you chose the worst of the three options?
My choice. It's not you "it" is focusing on.When Nagina puts it's fangs into you, let's see what YOU do. How well would you do ignoring this snake?
Trooper: Have a great Fourth! And best of luck with everything!
TT, every 4th of July I envy you folks who have easy access to NE-style hot dog buns. The rest of us have to suffer with dough pillows that can't be grilled.
AllieOop said...
Let me tell you, having long legs and a short torso isn't conducive to carrying a ten pound baby. That little rolypoly sits on your bladder and compresses your vena cava. Can give you a heart attack.
This actually makes little sense from an evolutionary point of view. Such women are (or were) highly desired. Why would they be more vulnerable to death?
I'm back in CA and we're going to the San Diego Fair on the 4th as we always do. Junk food, farm animals on exhibit, monster trucks, a carnival midway, and fireworks. I might even try one of those bungee rides with my son this time.
I had my share of Culver's deep fried cheese curds in Wisconsin so I won't be going for those this year.
inferior Vena Cava Syndrome
The shorter the torso the more displacement of internal organs upward, by a huge uterus, hence compression of the Vena Cava. Women with longer torsos simply have more room for expansion of the uterus.
So perhaps women with shorter torsos play "harder to get" out of a subconcious fear of death and thus men find them a more challenging conquest.
Just a theory.
I'm not sure if a short torso is especially desirable, CL.
But if we're going on an evolutionary basis, consider that features that are attractive in women are often unattractive in men, and vice-versa, yet in pursuit of these feminine/masculine ideals, the organism increases the chance of unattractive offspring.
WTF up with that?
Case in point, lantern-jawed Bruce Willis and elfin Demi Moore produce...Rumer Willis! And Scout Willis, for that mater.
Some things evolution can't control for.
Acute Inferior Wall Myocardial Infarction in pregnant women
It appears that henceforth when I comment on something that happened to me personally I need to provide links.
blake said...
I'm not sure if a short torso is especially desirable, CL.
Tell that one to Mattel, blake. :)
Long torso short legs is, conversely, a desirable male trait, at least for athletics.
Allie, that must have been scary. I'm glad you and your daughter ended up okay!
I'm sure a long torso, short-legged Barbie would be a big seller.
Hi Darcy, yes it was scary and incredibly painful. It was worth it all though, to bring that gorgeous rolypoly baby home healthy and hungry!
I wasn't aware Barbie was marketed for breeding purposes.
And I have a scar on my heart now that gets all my new doctors upset when seeing m abnormal EKG, until I tell them to relax, it happened 31 years ago.
I had a rolypoly 10 pounder too. lol
I didn't like anyone calling him fat, though. I can say he was chubby then, but back then I was really sensitive about that! That was such vain, wasted energy. He really was chunky, but it all evened out eventually, and he'd have been perfect to me even if it hadn't.
I ate a lot of ice cream and Big Macs when I was pregnant. I'm sure that helped with the rolypoly part.
Haha, that's funny Darcy, I got mad once when someone called my sweet little girl a little fatso. She 5' 7" now and 130 pounds, that's my little lawyer.
I ate Hostess cupcakes and milk, bad nutrition!
blake said...
I wasn't aware Barbie was marketed for breeding purposes.
Hmm, according to my wife, lurid fantasies did occur when Ken was around.
So bad! But so good.
Cigars and whiskey - not just for pregnant women anymore.
Yes, but the fantasies were about Ken--whose proportions are completely unrealistic!
Actually, the whole discussion is dumb. Barbie's dimensions are necessarily distorted because fabric doesn't scale down well.
I'm back in CA and we're going to the San Diego Fair on the 4th as we always do. Junk food, farm animals on exhibit, monster trucks, a carnival midway, and fireworks
Sounds like fun. No car show for us this 4th after all :-( The Dumb Plumber has 3 more pump jobs stacked up. It is hot and people's well levels are dropping here for some reason. The aquifers all around are dropping. Rather scary. So he has to go and pull their pumps from the well, using his hydraulic boom truck. Sound the well and hope to hell there is some water still down there. Add some more pipe, electrical wire and lower the pump. If the depth is much lower they may have to increase the pump size for lift.
Ah well. When people and their animals are out of water, they come first. We can do something else later. Plus: make hay while the sun shines cuz this winter will be slow again.
It appears that henceforth when I comment on something "controversial," I need to provide a link.
link
@DBQ: Any reason why the mass extinction of water up there?
According to that reference I linked, female booty is an "honest display of fat reserves" that could not be confused with another type of tissue.
Honesty. Integrity.
There is a retired US Geological Survey guy here who thinks it has to do with the many small temblors we have been getting over the last year or so. Really so small that we don't notice them. He said a similar thing occurred shortly before the Loma Prieta quake when he was actively employed in that area. Many small quakes and the water table dropping precipitously.
He seems to think it is related to volcanic activity or a subtle shift in the strata that is cause the aquifers to move and change. Whatever it is the effect is being seen over a rather large geographic area.
I hope he is wrong. All we need is a volcano going off and a plague of locusts.
I'm glad that everything worked out well for you, Allie. 31 years ago, that's a long time.
Actually Allie, I like you fight back.
Okay Chip S., what did I do or say wrong?
Thanks Allen.
Thanks EBL, it comes naturally and being German doesn't help.
Chip S., the difference between you and certain lunatic commentators is you are not a lunatic.
Chip S., the difference between you and certain lunatic commentators is you are not a lunatic.
And someone who thinks and writes as if they were a female cow is casting Ass-persions???
The sappiness continues.
I definitely think I have an honest display of fat reserves. I like that.
We won't talk about the dishonest areas! That wouldn't be polite. :)
@darcy: I believe you have the upmost intregity when comes to such honest displays.
EBL, I hate to get deeply involved in commenting on commenters, b/c nobody appointed me thread cop. But you asked a reasonable question, so I'm going to answer it as best I can. Everyone else should ignore this comment and keep commenting as if it never was posted. I know I would.
OK, EBL, now that it's just the two of us...
As I see it, it's not a question of you being wrong, or me being wrong, or anybody else being wrong. It's a matter of our personal views of various commenting styles.
When someone makes a factual claim based on a sample of one observation, they can usually expect to be challenged. And there's not much that happens in the world that doesn't happen differently to different people, so it's very likely that somebody else's sample of one observation is going to differ from the person making the original claim. Nobody's anecdotes are necessarily informative about the population as a whole, so nobody should take it personally when his or her anecdote gets challenged, IMO.
Now, when you've made an empirical claim and you have been challenged, it seems to me that your next step is to provide a link to some reliable data. Or, if you can't do that, then agree to disagree. Nothing much is gained by complaining that you're being picked on. I think this thread took a clear turn for the better as soon as Allie provided links--which of course I'm pointing out b/c it's consistent with my argument. (Yes, it's an anecdote--of a case in which a lot of us had our preconceptions challenged by the facts. That's how to have an argument w/o rancor--and win it.)
Whatever may have happened b/w Allie and MamaM in the past, I don't view anything MamaM said in this thread as being over the line of reasonable commentary. Plus, I learned a few new words. That's why I dissented from your comment, EBL.
So Chip, if I say that my mother baked apple strudel, must I provide a link, or post an old picture of my mother in the kitchen, rolling out the dough? Does everything anyone says here need to be proven? What happened to just having a conversation? Are we at Althouse now, has it come to that?
Chip, she /he also challenged my assertion that my 10 pound baby was a roly poly. Is that normal? Do I need to post a picture of her to prove she was a roly poly baby? Why even challenge something like that? Unless its for the purpose of insulting someone and continuing some "war" she wants to play with me.
Do you truly not see this?
Of course not. Nobody else knows anything about your mother's apple strudel.
But if you said, based on my mother's apple strudel, this thing before us is not true strudel, then somebody might say your mother didn't know the difference b/w a strudel and a turnover.
And if your mother's strudel was nonstandard and you got mad b/c I said that my mother's strudel was nothing like that, then I'd say you were being self-centered and arrogant.
In which case, I'd suggest that you take a time out at TOP, where you'd fit right in.
;-)
Personally it's sick and if some of you want to continue to enable its behavior, go right ahead.
Good grief Chip, this is Trooper York blog, which used to feel warm and safe.
And Chip, you have that "dick " thing going' on again.
That ↑ was in response to your 11:00.
My response to your 11:05 is that you misread her comment, probably b/c your instinct is to find the hidden shiv in every comment she makes.
It's not there.
No Chip, you don't feel it unless its stuck in YOUR own ribs.
Whatever, I honestly do not need this aggravation, there is some major pathology going on with that person. If it isn't apparent to you by now , then all I can say is I'm glad you didn't go into medicine.
I blame EBL.
I love EBL, he had the courage to speak up.
Hubby and I just got back from a long walk with the rare clumber along the ocean in Ptown. The stars were fucking amazing and it was a full moon.
We rolled up her pant legs and waded into the water-how gay.
The rare clumber loves the ocean.
The ocean is so alive with life and other shit.
My nipples were hard during the entire walk.
Too many fucking people in this little town though. It has like 3000 in the off season months and "swells" to over 100,000 during the season.
You walk out of your cottage and it's immediately "show time" and you begin to walk the runway. I prefer Vermont, much less demands on looking fab at all times. The small narrow streets of Ptown are squished with flesh, hot flesh, except some of the dykes.
tits.
Titus, your dog wears pants?
PROVE IT! LINK!
Thanks Titus, I love you too, you made me laugh:)
I blame EBL
Maybe it was the mention of Faust.
Well, this thread has certainly turned into Faustivus.
Maybe " it" will pull out a Panzerfaust from its bloomers next. Bigger and better weapons against rolypolys.
This blog is your blog, this blog is my blog, from California, to the New York Island....this blog was made for you and me....
AllieOop said...
I love EBL, he had the courage to speak up.
EBL's a he? Why am I always the last to know these things.?
Well, I wasn't supposed to tell. Oops.
I met lots of folks in Wisconsin who made a Faustian bargain. The recall divided families. Some were were just beginning to speak to one another again. Others dared not even broach the topic. I tried to wisecrack my way out of situations, but for some, the buttsore was still evident.
Put some Obamacare on it and call the doctor, er, admin, in the morning.
Obamacare is lube for the rubes.
Sadly, we are all rubes now.
Allie's post put me in mind of this very early Mike Judge cartoon:
Long legged woman
Where have you been
All my life, life life?
Inbred Jed's voice is reminiscent of Boomhauer from "King of the Hill", and the girl hillbilly looks a lot like Luann.
Some rubes are more equal than others.
OK DBQ. Calm down, put down the shotgun ;).
I speak from my observations, that is all. Your observations and experiences may be different from mine, nothing wrong with that. AllieOpp at The OP/7/1/12 4:01 PM 1
Different rules in different places it seems, especially so for shivs and those wielding them.
While I don't remember attending that concert, clearly I was there, wearing my Harley shirt.
Really Mama It? Now you feel that you must drag quotes from TOP here? DBQ and I bump heads all the time over there, but we don't bring it back here. We even kid around with each other and agree on things inbetween clashes.
Is this normal behavior? Seriously, I think you need to seek help.
Shiva me timbre?
Got Wood Shop?
Chickelit, I don't discuss politics at all anymore with family, those of us who are liberals, just make a sneaky retreat when the gloating begins;).
Mostly I would say my conservative family and friends have been very gracious and some even conspired to get me drunk afterwards, which was more fun than I had in a long time. So it's all good.
Blake, hehe, I like that long legged women song!
Chickelit, your octagonal table is gorgeous, would be a shame to use it as a weapon though.
I rate that a {6}
"Hexagon" = exorcism successful
"Sexagon" = old age
Yep, six it is, did a recount. Well that was solved without bloodletting, nice.
Exactly, Chip. Hexagonal, neatly framed by an old friend, ourosboros.
Shiva me timbre?
All about the overtones, chickenlittle.
According to some urban dwellers, the blue fisting portrayed at the link stops a hair short.
Salubrity never dries--it just gets more gemütlich.
According to some urban dwellers, the blue fisting portrayed at the link stops a hair short.
That's good news for the nair-do-wells.
That's good news for the nair-do-wells
Also for those using the NO!NO! approach.
Unclear though as to what the spikey thing to the right of the blue Faustian fist is about. A cuff?
Dour County
@darcy: I believe you have the upmost intregity when comes to such honest displays.
Hee! Thanks. :)
I just now clicked on your links, Chip. (I am such a bad link clicker!)
But LOL. Very funny.
They're from the Norton family album.
Chip, are you related to any NYC sewer workers? :)
Certainly not! We're of noble lineage.
Here's a link that proves it!
The Emperor Norton was my favorite ice cream treat at Ghirardelli's back when I could consume such things.
I remember Ghirardelli's factory in SF. I ran in a marathon there once. I don't remember Emperor Norton though.
It was a banana split.
I used to love Moose Tracks. Kemps Ice Cream makes it, I don't know if it's local to the Midwest, but it's great ice cream.
Julie Newmar was hotter than a 4th of July firecracker.
Happy Independence Day Trooper, hope you're making tons of money!
Don't any of youse commenters blow your fingers off with any fireworks today.
I haven't tried that since I was a kid, Allen but thanks for asking.
Have a great 4th of July holiday, my fellow troopers.
You too blogfather....wherever you are. When do you go "backs to the Adirondacks'?
My man is out exercising his 2nd Amendment rights with a few buddies on the old homestead this morning. Me? Enjoying the cool air conditioning. Glenn Reynolds says it costs less to cool the hot than to heat the cold, so I'm comforted by my migration to the south.
Also, finishing up watching "John Adams" and will probably watch "1776" on Netflix.
Us Adamses gotta' stick together.
Enjoy the 4th all you good folks. We were going to a Brewers game but it seems the comfort of a theatre is more prudent.
AllenS, I drove down to Chicago last Friday to see Greinke v Sales. I'm a former pitcher and love pitching duels. It was a classic 1-0. Plus it was the annual Mullet Night w/ many dudes and a few women wearing mullets. Friday night @ Comiskey[cell phone] has historically been a raucous night. It's more tame now than it was in the Veeck days.
A slug fest last night, Nick. Exciting. Do you think that the Brewers are going to be able to keep Greinke?
Just came into the house for cold water. I've been working on the crawler, and it's been high 90s for about 4 days. I've only been able to work until about 1-2 o'clock when it's gotten too hot to even grab onto tools. Outside, in the sun, on a cement slab in front of the shop.
AllenS - put a tent over the machine - a pop up 10x10 would provide shade and keep things a bit cooler.
Not that I am one who will continue to work in the heat, mind you. This kind of weather is why siestas were invented.
Happy 4th of July! It's already HOT, in the lake bright and early.
Glenn Reynolds says it costs less to cool the hot than to heat the cold, so I'm comforted by my migration to the south.
One saving grace of coastal California is to neither heat the cold nor cool the heat.
Going to the fair today. Suppose to remain in the high 60s and partly cloudy.
Happy Fourth, RAA!
Happy 4th of July everyone!
I've been at the cabin in Eagle River all week. It's HOT here, no a/c, but a lot of windows and ceiling fans. Had a 20 hour period without electricity yesterday, which meant no running water for showers, etc.
Finished a 20 mile bicycle ride this morning in record time - no doubt due to the pace I had to maintain in order to out-run the biting flies.
Heading into town for the parade in a few minutes, then probably to the volunteer fireman's cookout in the park.
If I miss the parade, I can see it later on at a different village. There's one parade, and it is replayed in four different small villages over two days. Same floats, same band, same everything.
Keep cool; have fun.
AllenS, There are rumors they're shopping him now. Here's my take. As you know he has serious anxiety issues. He's obviously comfortable in Miwk. This may be a test to see if he's interesteed in staying. I don't know who his agent is; which is important. But this could be a little dance w/ the Brewers hoping to get some indication he wants to stay and maybe some agreement that the Brewers can have a deal to match his best offer. Then again, I could be talking out of my ass. But, w/ a 4 game win streak and a weak division it would seem cowrdly to throw in the towel now and trade him. Let me tell you, he's the best pitcher the Brewers have EVER had.
Bruce, I hope to get to Del Mar some day..not for the fair, but for the horse racing season.
I dunno, Nick. Rollie Fingers may have been the best pitcher the Brewers ever had.
@Haz: I was here in '68.
in utero?
Haz, I loved Rollie. He had the perfect tempermant for a closer. When I say pitcher I mean starter, not to diminish closers in any way. Actually, Axford has a chance to pass Rollie but he's not there yet. However, as you remember, in Rollie's era closers routinely went 2-3 innings. Fucking LaRussa changed that.
nd, here's the counterargument on LaRussa & the "closer": If you've got a guy who's only good for one inning at a time, it makes the most sense to use him at the end of a game.
Eckersley was washed up as a starter, but TLR figured out that he could still get 3 reliable outs w/o allowing a run.
What was nuts was for everybody else to start forcing pretty good pitchers into that limited role.
TLR was making a virtue of necessity. His imitators just wanted a binky.
Happy 4th to Troop, everyone here and America!
Love,
tits.
Happy 4th. Our local fireworks display and parade are set for this Saturday. High 80's under a crystal clear sky. We are just going to hang around the house, work in the yard and get ready to stuff ourselves later.
I've prepared a crispy salt crusted pork roastmarinating now to put onto the propane bbq later today.
A lime/pineapple/horseradish jello salad that is my hubby's favorite.
Marinated salad of tomato, cucumber, kalamata olives, green onions and mozzarella.
Romaine lettuce salad.
Garlic bread sticks, because you just cannot have enough garlic.
DBW, you commie. ;-)
I'm serving hot dogs in flat-sided buns (toastable) that I looked all over town to score. With corn on the cob and red/white/blue cole slaw.
And plenty of cheap American beer.
DBQ!
W 4 Q is a true typo.
And plenty of cheap American beer.
Blue Moon :-) and/or scotch
I put a thermometer on the track of the crawler and it said 101º. That's hot. All the hard physical work is done, and I'm spraying kerosene on the grease covered spots and then spraying it with water. Bunch of little things that need fixing before I can start using it.
OH! Happy Fourth of July to everyone.
Chip S. said...
in utero?
No, I was 8. We're you even a preconceived notion?
were not we're
I've prepared a crispy salt crusted pork roastmarinating now to put onto the propane bbq later today.
I'll be on the lookout for a good pulled pork sammy at the fair today. Leaving shortly.
Happy Fourth Again Everyone!
AllenS, you've really earned your Leinies today. I hope you've got a lot of chilled ones close by.
And a Happy Independence Day to all.
But DBQ, really, what kind of commie enclave has its fireworks on July 7?
Back from the parade and lunch.
It's HOT here, and plenty humid to boot.
Guy on a jetski has obviously run out of gas on the lake. He was waving both arms at me. I waved back and yelled "Lookin' good!!" A quiet jetski is a good thing.
I think it's time to hit the hammock for an Independence Day nap.
Chip, I quit drinking about 2 months ago. If there was ever a day where a beer (or two) would taste good, it's today. Right now, I'll stick with ice cold water. I'd really like to refrain from drinking until some time after my next check up this winter. I'm interested in what my numbers will be.
You've got a will of iron, Allen.
Pork butt smokin' on the grill here with Full Moon BBQ sauce and Chow Chow brought home from Birmingham by SonM. Humungo fireworks bought on the way through Indiana on the docket for tonight's festivities along with the other Full Moon!
Savoring the blessings of life, loved ones and freedom today, hoping others find moments to experience one or all of the same.
I put a thermometer on the track of the crawler and it said 101º
The thermometer on the hood of the BBQ reads at 115 right now and it isn't even turned on. Just from the sun.
But DBQ, really, what kind of commie enclave has its fireworks on July 7
It is always the Saturday either before or after the 4th. This year it is from the 5th through the 8th. A moving target. That way people can make it a two day event with craft fairs, parade, bbq stands and all kinds of events. Draws people from many MANY miles in the surrounding area.
During the middle of the week, many people are working and can't get away. Right now the haying operations are going full steam. Trying to get the stuff baled before we have thunderstorms. Agriculture goes on its own time line and waits for nothing. Not even the 4th of July in the middle of the week. At least on the weekend and over 3 days some of the crew will always be able to get off and enjoy the events and the work will get done.
Busy working here - time and tide wait for no man.
It's 96, or, as we used to call it before AGW, summer.
Trees are dying due to drought and heat - bad combination. We sure could use a thunderstorm about now. We haven't had any rain since May and it's getting to be very serious out there.
I did buy some beef ribs yesterday and they are in the crock pot. Once the meat fall off the bones, we'll call that supper.
I meant "once de meat be fall off de bone". My bad.
ChipS, Here's one of the problems w/ TLR. Because he was annoited as the smartest man in baseball[he has a law degree!] everyone fell in line w/ his bullshit. And, as you know, long after Eck was done TLR continued his anal retentive 7th, 8th, then closer routine. I really hate the motherfucker. We lived in Chicago when he managed the Sox and Piersall was a local radio guy. Piersall hates TLR more than me. I don't feel any comfort w/ a crazy man being an ally, but whatever gets yout through the night.
There's a boat parade on our smallish lake now. It's a long line of (mostly) pontoon boats with American flags, plus some kids in small fishing boats with 9hp motors holding flags on poles.
It's pretty nice, very patriotic, of course.
I was hoping someone'd flash her pontoons, but this is a pretty sedate crown.
pontoons
Happy Independence Day, y'all.
Because he was annoited as the smartest man in baseball[he has a law degree!] everyone fell in line w/ his bullshit.
True. People with law degrees expect--and, crazily, get--intellectual deference. It's one of their dozen or so worst traits.
BTW, nick, on your recommendation I watched "The Three Burials of Melquiades Estrada" last night. I thought it was great. I cheered every time Barry Pepper got his face smashed--not cuz of his character, but cuz Barry Pepper just has a face that says "hit me."
Haha Michael, bloomers are flying every which way here on our lake, crazy conservatives love to party!
My bottoms are staying firmly glued to my butt, wouldn't wanna scare any children or young men, even though she's the butt of a 40 year old, well it looks that way after a few drinks anyway. ( MamaM bait)
Back to the celebration! I just blew my diet, real ice cream with sugar, made by my daughter. Chocolate rum, yum.
Sorry no links shall be provided to prove my ASSertion!
Can you show us your pontoons?
ChipS, Glad you liked the flick..it's not mainstream but neither are this rogue's gallery.
As an aside, isn't it nice to discuss sports and not having a chauvanistic, mamaluke, NY asshole spouting bullshit.
Back from the Ptown parade and fire works.
Everyone was shirtless. Tons of beautiful women's tits free from the constraints of the bra.
Many women had sparkles and fireworks on their bare tits. I grabbed a few, just for the hell of it.
Weird, but the womyn's tits interested me more than the men's. There was diversity in the womyn's tits. In the men's it was all the same, perfect, hard, sculpted, waxed and erect-that gets boring after awhile. In the women's tits I saw large, small, droopy, old, young, perky, pierced, many colors, tattoo, juicy, and huge nips. I kind of made out with a spic dyke and my hubby broke it up. I just go with the flow, you know? He then told me he is going to hire a private detective to follow and watch my every move-great.
Some of those lesbians are fucking fierce. They have fantastic bodies, are willing to show their tits. have great faces and fucking beautiful hair that would be divine whipping around while fucking. And many of them are attached to some power lezzie who makes the big bucks. They really just need a hot man.
The only downside is Sharon Needles, Lypsyncha, Miss Rictchie 1981 and Hedda Lettuce, those whores require too much attention. I hate the drags.
Tomorrow is a day of beauty. Massage, facial, manny/peddy, acupuncture, a cleanse, and yoga in the dunes.
It's time to detox from all the gay girls. I hate too much gay. I really am just a simple gal waiting to inherit my dad's farm and breed rare clumbers. No more gay circuit shit.
tits.
Wow we hit 102 yesterday, today will be even worse, the humidity even higher today. This is hellish, no links can be provided.
Heh. It's been peaking in the low '80s here for weeks.
We'll pay for it, I'm sure, with some 120-degree weeks this month or next. But for now, if this is global warming, bring it on!
We finally gave in last night and went to an air conditioned bar for cold drinks and pizza.
While we were there a weather front passed through and lowered the temperatures by 20 degrees. The accompanying wind blew down trees making us change our route back to the cabin a few times because roads were blocked by fallen trees.
The lane that leads to our cabin was blocked by fallen trees. Our neighbors were out with their chainsaws cutting the huge trees into sections. Other neighbors were using tow straps and ATV's to pull the trees out of the lane, at least creating an opening wide enough for cars to pass through.
The trees took down the power lines that bring electricity to our area. So, no power, again. And no power means no water and no 'fridge.
The utility crews restored the poser overnight. Things are normal, for now.
The forecast is for record high temps today and tomorrow. My forecast is for putting lawn chairs in the lake and sitting in the water most of the afternoon, reading.
This evening I'll be removing minnows form my shorts.
Happy Cinco de Julio, amigos and amigas.
*power* not *poser*
Whoa Michael, that sounds miserable. I'd take lounge cair and sleep in the lake, hasn't cooled off much at night either.
Well at least it's not tinder dry up there as down here, but that means humidity is ungodly.
Chair
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