We had a crazy weekend of selling these last few days. We had a sale so all the nutzoids come out as well as our regulars who want a sale. The show is being shown internationally and we just found out it is airing in Australia now. So we got a bunch of vegemite sandwich eaters signing up.
Since we are handling all of the manufacturing one thing is clear. More work for Jim.
I have to bring all the fabrics from the fabric store home and then take it to the cutting service. Then I have to pick up the completed production from the factory. It has to be counted and looked at for quality control. I just finished doing that for the 100 skirts we got in Friday.
I am pretty freakin' tired.
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I hope you got some skirts for your shop, not just your own personal use.
Hire someone to help.
I hear Crackers is out of work currently. And inspecting skirts sounds like nice easy work for him.
Needy Meadey and Cracker goin' all Iran/Iraq over at TOOP.
It's stupid versus useless. Who will win this epic battle?
Which is what, Sixty?
What? Whom? Well, they are interchangeable. Apply labels as needed. Do not operate heavy machinery under the influence of box wine. Keep away from small children. Do not use near an open flame.
I gotta say...when Crackers isn't pulling his shit on me, it's actually kinda funny. I just wish he's start putting some effort into it. Christ, he made about a hundred comments and a fucking blog post about what an evil bugger I am. He should at least be able to spin that much out of sweety meady potato.
Examining 100 empty skirts would be monotonous and exhausting. Examining 100 skirts with occupants would be more exhilarating than a trip to Six Flags.
Trooper, Being busy ALWAYS beats the alternative.
From skirt chaser to skirt pick-up could be considered promotion.
As I read about the success of the Duck Dynasty format, I wonder what else might have been possible for Big Brooklyn Style if more real life elements had been included to take the three concepts present in the title beyond the duck whistle. I realized it was modeled after the success of What Not to Wear, and that focus was fulfilled, but they missed the boat by shutting down the Lenten ashes and side stories about Brooklyn. Then again, when I see what full blown celebrity ends up doing to people, the amount of exposure you've received from the show seems like a good thing in that is has served to open new doors and allowed the two of you to survive with your personal lives, business and marriage intact.
It's good to hear about the ripple effect, and know the show is continues to yield contact and sales.
I think it would have been great if Troopski had gotten a Mossberg shotgun endorsement deal - peeps would have paid attention then, and to quote Jesse Pinkman "Bitches!"
Jesse owns that word now.
Yeah, I only rent it.
Don't be late on the rent...bitch.
So Jesse seemed a bit angry at the end of last night's epi.
And yet, based on the flash-forward, enough of the White dwelling remains intact that it doesn't seem possible that Jesse lights a match.
Do I really have to wait for weeks to find out what happens, bitches?
Examining 100 skirts with occupants would be more exhilarating than a trip to Six Flags.
You need to learn to better qualify your statements.
For example, we've all seen the picture of Trooper in that hula skirt.
Sorry I was out of touch but I left a few little comments at the end of the thread.
The Crack/Larry Fortensky thread at TOOP.
I wonder if Lem had any idea his hero would behave that way, then get taken down when he made that post.
How many times is lawnboy gonna shit all over the place before someone pulls the plug?
I have been at times, a professional musician.
Trust me, Crack's crap sucks.
He started on one note, I skipped forward a few minutes, he's still on that same note.
I skip to the end - still on the same note.
Tedious in the extreme.
I am old, and his music does suck.
But to sum up the day, we proved that Larry is a lying sack of shit and that Crack doesn't have enough talent to write a decent melody.
Weak, but stupid.
It's like a poorly written, badly acted sitcom, with the dim witted groundskeeper and the token colored fellow having a set-to then wrapping up 22 minutes later with no changes in anyone's situation.
I am so glad I tuned into this episode. We learned nothing, no one made any progress and the liars and talent-free hacks keep on keepin' on.
I think this show is called "Whose Yo Daddy?".
Laurence Meade wrote on the Crack-bash thread:
"Revealing of what, Crack? That you publish personal private emails without the permission of the other party? Yes, I'd say it reveals something about you."
The fucking temerity of that asshole to write that, since it's the same fucking thing he did to me.
If it's possible to be shocked but not surprised, then that's my reaction, Palladian.
I don't know of another couple as mutually lacking in self-awareness as Larry and the Wino. And I'm including the Obamas in that assessment.
The fucking temerity of that asshole to write that, since it's the same fucking thing he did to me.
The guy is a projection machine. "I think you're manipulative and malicious."
The guy is a projection machine.
All that's left is for him to start calling Crack "Lawnboy".
Or maybe "Lawnman", lest the Wino chastise his racism.
Larry the Loser, Palladian. But, when you're feeling down, think what he would be like to have Larry as your gay lover.
spinelli, you're going to give Palladian nightmares.
I know, yashu. I do like to bust balls.
Oh my.
Probably not as good a retirement nest egg, but OTOH an in-house nurse for his golden years.
And thank you, Sixty, for picking up on the ann/inga rotisserie image wrt lawnsome.
I'm trying to create a meme. Whatever the fuck that is.
Cody, you may not be my sock puppet, although you might be, but we sure can tag team the hell out of those "loosers".
He accused me of "posing and patronizing" for giving Crack a shout-out. (Accused all of us there in general, but it's my word he chose to quote.) Here's what I'd comment there now, but won't, because I resolved weeks ago not to address him anymore:
You were right and I was wrong - we praised your song in an email.
Still not sure why though.
"Posing and patronizing" perchance? Some projection you got going there.
"Posing and patronizing"; "manipulative and malicious": I see he likes to do his projection with alliteration.
"Illiteration" in Larry's case - that boy has drunk himself stupid but he sure can't spell.
Larry continues to find new ways to debase himself.
Of all the people's prose I ever pondered at Failhouse, yahsu's presents the puniest potential for pigeonholing as posing or posturing.
Yeah, Jesse was a bit miffed at the end. We're going on a cruise in September and will be out to sea when the next-to-last episode runs. Hopefully, there's a tv somewhere on the ship. My son and I came to the same conclusion about torching the joint.
Aw thanks, Chip (back atcha).
"Puniest" not "punniest" of course (that's Chick's territory).
I'd have to pilfer from a peerless practitioner to approach chick's panache, and I refuse to use puns of steal.
Why does anyone even bother to answer Lawnboy? He thrives on the attention of conflict; take that away from him and he has nothing. Shun the idiot, and whomever is playing the Inga role at any given moment.
Because it's fun. More and more of the former subjects are turning on lawnsome.
I refuse to use puns of steal.
That's some rock hard absconding though.
Cody, you need to grind a grapefruit in some dame's face every now and again!
I'll bite - which thread?
That's some rock hard absconding though.
solid
Here, MH.
Thanks, Chip. Read it. Could hear the bitchslap all the way over here.
Oh my gawd, I loved that thread that Chip linked (thank you).
Thwack!
Hahahahaaaa.
You guys are SO funny.
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