If you ever make it to Brooklyn Michael then Lisa and I will take you and your wife on a pizza tour. We will have a driver so we can have a beer or two at every stop.
The good news is that that tooth should never cause you pain again. i once had a tooth crown which never should been. All the tooth prep for the crown actually damaged things and then after a few days getting it I had excruciating pain and swelling. Then I had to see an oral surgeon who did a root canal through the new crown followed by a filling in the crown. Just lovely. But like I said, that tooth's pain is history.
Darcy, I always took you as having pristine teeth and not a rotted out mouth like me.
MMMMMMmmmmm. Nothing better than to be mentally felt by a group of older men verging on senile if the largess of some is to be believed. Course, Veleeta likes to squeeze the little pink hog up against the stall, just to hear him squeal and watch his tail quiver, so each to their own.
Whatsa matta, mad that it wasn't you who was the object of lust, mmmm mmmm, bitter, bitter bitter.
Just like Althouse, loved it when there was flirting, but only if it was with her. Darcy and I are generous, we will share the attention if these hot guys with you, but you don't want to be a part of our girl gang, oh well, then be bitter. You do it so well.
Girly fight in the school yard! Blouses sure to be torn off, I have MamaM's bloomers in my grip, they will soon be giving her a wedgie of historic proportions!
Oh, the fun. The love and kindness oozes like rivers of goodness.
Lets see If I got this clear. A spokesperson for the Girl Gang would like me to know that I could be part of their group and share in a cut of the hot male attention available here if only I would be less "mean" and recognize their superior generousity. Sounds like life would be sweet for me if only I'd be a Good Faith commentor and stop with the mooing. What a deal!
Until that time, repeatedly referring to MamaM as a witch, an obsessive, and a scary person, possibly an angry drunk and surely a bitter, jealous person who needs their meds reassessed is so balanced and thoughtful I am overwhelmed by the sweetness and light.
My daughters cat got scared and ran under the bed, I'm laughing so hard. Just the visual of MamaM's bloomers being yanked up to her neck...... Ah violence!
I didn't say that I was laughing, Allie. Everything MamaM say about you is equally true. You've disliked her from the get-go, and never gave her a chance, really.
I went to the beach after work and realized Latino's are taking over this country. I don't know if it is Latino City in your neck of the woods but here you can't swing a cat without hitting them.
I never gave her a chance, give me a break, how many times have I asked her to back off and let it go. She has been after me like a dog on a bone from day one. Darcy has also been the object of her "attention". As I said before, I'm here to have fun and enjoy the company of those that inhabit this place. But I think I will emulate Darcy, wise lady she is and completely ignore MamaM.
She can continue to do her thing directed at me till the cows come home, I'm not biting anymore. Your opinion is yours, you're entitled as am I.
I am watching the Mississippi and Alabama elections and I am thinking if there was anywhere in those states that wouldn't drag me by a car and then string me up on a tree.
Jackson? Birmingham?
I think I would be in deep shit anywhere down there.
Some of those rednecks are looking at Dana Bash like she is a side of cheese and grits. And we get to see the inmates in orange and white "outfits" who help during the elections.
I drove up to Cataloochee to enjoy nature and all that happy, hippie-type stuff. I took along some of the wise sayings of Titus and read them to the elk. They were moved, truly inspired by the eloquent prose that he shares with this little club called Trooper York's. Anyhow, I took this picture of an elk as he really got into Titus' words of wisdom. He seemed to be one with Titus. It was a beautiful moment.
79 degrees tomorrow. I'm doing OK on most of my recent change startups, and I look forward to a facial in a few weeks.
Today the UPS guy told my son he saw him on the late news over the weekend, in an interview son gave at a convention he attended (I wasn't with him, soooo...). Oh, dear!
After I check with the station to see if I can view the piece that was aired, I may have to schedule a massage, too.
Why are my comments, which it's true are posted Central time but traditionally appeared, naturally in this bog's Eastern time, now showing up as of they're on Weat Coast time?
Thank you Titus, I had to look up esoteric for the true flavor. Sort of like Windbag's elk (below) taking a sample whiff.
Am wondering which of the "gangs" you belong to here at TY, the Gang Bang isn't original enough, perhaps something more solitary, like the Tits and Wandering Cloud Gang?
For oft, when on my couch I lie In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude;
Surprised by how dog or wolf like the face seems. If you can get a shot of one of them dipping their balls in something greasy, I'll be even more impressed.
It is PST. I believe Chip S first pointed it out last week or earlier and we teased TY about secretly being in L.A. to either shoot an episode or to shoot a producer. TY gave a shrug as to why his blog runs on west coast time.
Ritmo's MO since the early Montana Urban Legend days, appears to have been that of Derailment and Pwning via the presentation of volumes of seemingly sincere intellectual argument. As MUL he appeared as a name caller who frequently collapsed into spats of nastiness when cornered. To his credit, he continued to evolve, refining his presentation to include more eloquence and less direct spite as he went through his Brazil and Dental morphs to re-emerge as Ritmo Segundo. There he found himself and his method being observed by Mitochondriallie who hooked up to add her own methods to his madness. Oddly enough, I've received some good gifts through him and have in my home 4 books that came through his posted recommendations.
Too bad Ritmo's blog went private. Those who have access can find the following comment by Allie on Dec 4: So Trooper posted several blog posts honoring the blow up on Althouse, did you know MamaM is Meade? He's been busy trying to sir up sentiment against me on Trooper, but I don't think it's working...
For Allie to continue to pretend I am after her while she repeatedly asks after me, mentions my name in posts where I am not present, speaks for me, and presumes to know beyond a shadow of a doubt what I am thinking, doing and valuing is disenginuity in its finest form.
I had exactly the same exprience a couple of years ago. $1275 bucks for a molar crown with a damned patch in it! You know that sucker is not going to last as long as it should.
Exactly Darcy, there never was a girl gang, wise lady.:)
It was someone's imagination that there ever was. Once it was intimated that there was such an entity, I decided to go with it for fun, but again, we all speak for ourselves, and if I ever say " we ladies" please don't feel I mean any of the ladies here, I may be referring ladies I know outside of this blog. Just to be clear.
R,L sounds like you have spring fever, me too it's been so warm here in WI, folks are out wearing flip flops and capris already, despite being only 60. I think my spring Mani Pedi color will be hot pink, or I'll let my 11 year old granddaughter decide, we'll have a Nani and K day.
I have always valued Ritmo's contributions here and I have thought of chickie as my most frequent valued commenter here. I know they mix it up a little at various times but I think they have come to a mutual tolerance and respect here which is in marked contrast to the Texas cage matches in TOP.
MamaM has a dry wit and an attitude which is something I appreciate. I love people who say things that piss people off. That is one of Allies best characteristics. But Ritmo is wrong when he thinks MamaM is Meade. She has emailed me her details and I believe her.
We can irritate each other as much as we want. To get a pearl you have to irritate the oyster. But I know we can all jostle and mock and emote and palavar and still have respect for each other and the right of that person to have a different opinion than ours. Even an unpopular opinion. Because that's what made America great.
Well plus slavery and stealing things from the Indians. Just sayn'
You know, I don't really care who that person is. I don't think the comments are respectful at all, though. Most often very insulting, particularly to women. But I'm a big girl. No worries.
I also want to say that I don't care what Allie posted elsewhere. I love to allow for a change of heart. In fact, I celebrate when that happens! So, the way I see it is Allie probably came over here with a little trepidation and found some open hearts.
I had a change of heart. I stopped correcting typos and am trying to let comments that irritate me just slide on by. Not always perfect at it, but trying.
As the old saying goes, repaint, repaint and thin no more.
When online folks pay me, I'll start submitting perfect copy, perfectly edited, is and always has been my attitude (at least in comments). Until then, no busman's holiday for me, unless it happens to please me independently, for some reason.
I started working at a large corporation in 1974. Over the next almost 30 years I had opportunities (read "was required") to attend many meetings all over the country, indeed, all over the world.
After all that ended, I started working with a local craft market. Frequently I was the only man in the group. I would attend meetings and afterwards women would come out crying "Did you hear what she said to me?"
I was mystified. Had no idea what the subtext or insult was. And I had spent literally years in meetings. I was totally baffled by what I was missing.
The same is true here - I have yet to crack the code on what is going on. That must be due, in some part, to my inability to comprehend what I read beyond what is on the screen. That, and a lack of desire to try to understand what some comments mean. If they are cryptic or subtle, meh, I lose interest. I am more of an "Die Hard" than a "The English Patient" kind of guy. Bam, I understand. The rest, spare me, I have work to do.
In my defense, I do spend considerable time following and reading links for content and context, in fact-checking, and also in verifying statements and background, etc.. In the long run, that's way more important, anyway.
It is a girl thing where one person wants to try to align everyone else against one or more other girls and turn the crowd against one or more others by creating an "in crowd" that will then exclude the "out crowd".
They do this by using subtle (beyond the ken of most men) power trip thingies, verbal insults, passive agressive techinques and sexuality with the males to entice them into supporting the wanna-be queen bee. The "game" is to be the top queen and center of attention. Usually the symptom of a very insecure personality.
I'm not interested in playing that game. Too tedious and I don't have the patience.
Too much work to try to decode and a supreme waste of time and energy.
This is why I don't have women friends, don't hang out with women and why when I was in the financial industry I worked with mostly men and with one exception hired only men.
Good to know how you categorize all women (who are, of course, inferior to you). One fewer commenter for me to have to bother reading, is all that means. Huzzah!
Wait, you say that as if those are bad things. Who did the Indians take the land from? They immigrated from somewhere. The latest theory on the origin of the Clovis point indicates that Europeans settled here before Asians. So maybe Karma is a bitch, eh?
And won't someone think about the Saber Tooth Tiger? Where's the love?
I wonder if the Indians had call centers 20,000 years ago...
Looks like purple toes are in-spin. With the old dinosaur Checking for purple feet As the twittering crowd Joins in testifying To the power of an open heart.
Me, I'm still looking for the underpants someone was going to respectfully twist over my head, as the chorus of I love you, you love me, we're a happy family swells in the background.
Yes it did come here with much trepidation, but I wanted to bury the hatchet, but not in each others skulls. I would never try to stop anyone from expressing their opinion, I never have. I don't like rude mean people and they get under my skin, but as just like Darcy, I'm big girl.
I give as good as I get so I'm not innocent, but I don't believe I ever went after MM , I usually ended up getting pissed off when her "attention" became a bit too personal. I am who I am, may be a bit too flirty, too salty, but if I irritate MamaM , perhaps she could just ignore me as I plan to ignore her. Darcy gave me some good advice a while back and I didn't take it, I wish I would've.
Once it was pointed out to me that MamaM is not Meade, I was able to process her comments from a different perspective. There is an abrasive edge to her comments. Meh. I view it as more subtle ball-busting. My only complaint is that I have to slow down and think a little more to process.
The thing I've grown to appreciate and cherish here at TY's is that most of the back-and-forth seems to be mostly ball-busting, instead of the flame wars just about every other blog has. It's a nice balance.
Oh good grief. I like women, I'm friends with women, I connect with women. I never tried to turn anyone against MamaM. She made a point of excluding herself anytime I made the mistake of saying we ladies, I never meant any insult to her in any way. Sheesh.
My two cents is that DBQ didn't mean her post to be insulting. She was explaining something kind of common, I think. I don't know...not really "this is what happened" kind of thing.
Or I could still be under the influence of pain meds.
The reverse Sheesh kicks in, and the spinning continues...
She made a point of excluding herself anytime I made the mistake of saying we ladies,
Once, Ms Oopenheimer. These are the words in case you've forgotten or had panties yanked over your reading glasses: Since I speak only for myself, I've no way of knowing the level of interest others might have for this information, but wish to remove myself from all collective voice pronouncements made on behalf of "us ladies".
I am a "very strong" INTJ personality as tested by the Briggs Meyer system. It has served me well in my occupational choice.
You didn't misinterpret my comment about hanging out with other women. I have had just a few close women friends in my lifetime and those are usually of like mind and we get along well and have been lifetime friends. It doesn't make other personality types and other women any lesser or inferior. Just people (men and women) that I don't want to hang out with.
If you don't like it that I don't want to chew the fat, dish the dirt, play the girl games.....ah well.
I was explaining a sociological and psycological phenomenon to Sixty that he has had to deal with in his professional career. If you want to take it personal, that is your issue.
I was. It made me laugh. I've been reading a book on Near Death Experiences (Lessons from the Light/K. Ring). The author has collected 30 years worth of stories from people of all faith persuasions who believe they've undergone a NDE. One of the common threads he's found in the many stories involves a life review, in which the person is invited to look at their life from all sides, with the goal of understanding. Sort of like sniffing ass, and knowing yourself to be fragrant and unique, yet part of something bigger.
Back in my pretentious days, I subscribed to Psychology Today. 'nough said. Anyhow, there was an article on NDEs in it that cited stories of people who died and went to Hell. You don't usually hear about those.
When we arrived, the elk had a minivan surrounded and were sniffing it all over. I wonder if that one was comparing and contrasting its exhaust with that of the stranger it had encountered earlier?
One time I underwent a procedure that required I be given propofol and other sedatives. When I was in the recovery room I have been told that I was saying "RUN AWAY FROM THE LIGHT!".
I'm with DBQ here...I too have a few lifetime girlfriends but not a circle of casual girlfriends, having been back stabbed a few times too many, I'm not willing to play their games.
There is no such thing as "sisterhood" or gender solidarity. It's all about getting over on each other and after age 15, it's a bore.
Windbag, I read book by a man last name was Storm, who became a minister after his near death experience to hell. He had a perforated intestine while on vavacyion in France. He described these nasty creatures who nipped at his flesh , dragging him down to hell, Neil he remembered how to pray, then these creatures left and he went to the Light.
I have no idea what all of this means. I think it's pretty common to have only a few close friends. I have a casual circle as well, but since I have 3 sisters, much of it is through family.
Anyway, we have fun. We enjoy each other's company. I don't think any of us have time for backstabbers or people who have a nefarious agenda.
"primary mode of living is focused externally, where you deal with things rationally and logically. Your secondary mode is internal, where you take things in via your five senses in a literal, concrete fashion. "
This is why we get along fabulously. We are both literal and to the point.
I probably also don't bother to make a lot of close friends because of my childhood where we traveled...a lot... sometimes 3 or 4 schools in 3 or 4 States in one school year. Not much point in making friends when you are not going to see them in a few months.
Just got back from a beautiful long afternoon at a park. Warm, pretty, comfortably breezy. Watched son flirt with a lovely girl. Talked with some great, raving individualists. Got a bit of sunburn, even, which I know is lame in context of March, but whatcha gonna do when your natural "winter" hue is more akin to that of the underside of a flounder than anything else? Definitely worth it, anyway.
ENTJ here, but both times I had to take the full-blown test (due to jobs), I was told I had very strong "I" tendencies. I took that to mean that I was odd.
Chocolate batter, half way up the cupcake papers. Top with 1 tbsp filling/topping (cream cheese, sugar, egg, chocolate chips) chopped walnuts sprinkled on top.
Nom nom nom
I'll post the recipe on my recipe blog in a bit. They are awesome!
Not a big fan of those types of things. They bring out the skeptical in me, as do such things as IQ tests. I mean, I can see where they have some value, but just so much, and only as part of larger puzzle. JMO.
I had a root canal some years ago. I wasn't worried about the pain that the process would entail, I had a badly, badly infected tooth, a tooth that had a crown put on 2 years earlier, and I was ABOUT READY TO DIE FROM THE PAIN!!
Nice weather here in Star Prairie, also. I had to get on top of the roof of the pole barn where my shop is at and clean the stove pipe for the wood stove. Dirty, dirty, dirty.
Also spread some more class 5 trap rock on the drive way and used the snow plow to level out the ruts by driving the tractor backwards.
That is pretty exciting. My neighbor across the way had a truck load of rip and run put down today and the guy who did it also smoothed it out with what looked to be a Ford tractor. Wish I could have gotten a better look at it, but had things to do.
Maybe someday I will be able to put some stone down in the mud path that is my driveway.
Sixty, when I bought this place the driveway had a lot of clay in it. Every spring when the frost came out of the ground, there was trouble. More than once, I got the pick up stuck and had to use the tractor to pull it out to go to work.
No, but this format makes Safari go crazy, making me have even more of an issue with spelling and punctuation corrections, plus keeping track of all the new comments is very hard when the thread get really long like this one.
@AllenS: Roger that on the sscrip running thingie. I always assume that Troop is being watched/monitored or is spying on us. I'm not bothered so long I'm not misbehaving, but it is annoying.
I think Mac Safari is immune. Tim is probably the expert on this....
Chick, at first, I was unable to use the down arrow or my mouse to scroll down. I had to hit page down to view the comments. That's not happening any more.
I hate Sarah Jessica Parker, Robin Williams, Tim Robbins, Susan Saradon, the BJ Hunnicut guy, brussel sprouts, the Boston Red Sox, commies and well, lawyers.
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Loved your pizza tour. Great pictures. You like an author in this picture.
I am trying to channel Robert B Parker.
Now all I need is a dog.
And where the dog would stand appears to be a sign that says NO DOG.
You really get me MamaM.
Leave room at teh table for one more.
If you ever make it to Brooklyn Michael then Lisa and I will take you and your wife on a pizza tour. We will have a driver so we can have a beer or two at every stop.
It will be as good as it gets.
Can I tag along? I don't drink, so I could be the designated driver.
Driving in Brooklyn has got to be some kind of trial-by-fire...
Of course youse guys are all welcome.
Of course if Allie and Darcy get drunk and start to try to pick up guys they are on their own.
You too Titus. Just sayn'
TY, this summer.
You're on.
I bet you are going to ride your hog to NYC.
Don't go there Titus.
Darcy! Remember we are roomies. Let's promise to keep our bras on.
Hey now!
Darcy was here? Where?
Yep. It's a Beemer, though, and not a hog.
Working a potential ride that includes both California and New York.
No she wasn't here yet, I'm hoping she drops by.
I dropped by, braless, and nobody noticed! ;-)
Roomies, def, Allie! :)
Are you and Mrs. Haz still planning a Michigan tour? And is there another Wisconsin meetup happening?
Where ya been? Missed you.
I finally had a root canal done today so I'm baaaaack. (I think? Ask me in 4 hours, lol)
Aaack. I feel your pain. Or ...I'm about to. I am scheduled for a root canal in about a week. Taking antibiotics now.
Not looking forward to it. The alternative is to have a big gap in my smile. Sigh.
Take some pain pills and nap.
Aww. Sorry to hear it, DBQ. I was in pain up to this - but nothing after so far. *crosses fingers*
Thanks!
Hope you recover quickly, Darce, root canals are not much fun.
The good news is that that tooth should never cause you pain again. i once had a tooth crown which never should been. All the tooth prep for the crown actually damaged things and then after a few days getting it I had excruciating pain and swelling. Then I had to see an oral surgeon who did a root canal through the new crown followed by a filling in the crown. Just lovely. But like I said, that tooth's pain is history.
Darcy, I always took you as having pristine teeth and not a rotted out mouth like me.
Darcy said: I dropped by, braless, and nobody noticed! ;-)
You think we're like a bunch of sailors at Disneyworld? :)
In theory I should go to NYC, but I was there in 2010, and am in no hurry to go back. But if there is a party, maybe I can show up.
We could only aspire to that level of civility. Tail Hook would ban us.
Root canals area pain, literally. Glad you are no longer in pain, Darcy. I never had any pain after a root canal, you should be on the mend now.
Yes, but I bet the guys here "felt" your presence.
Darcy - wait for the secret code and the knock on your door.
MMMMMMmmmmm. Nothing better than to be mentally felt by a group of older men verging on senile if the largess of some is to be believed. Course, Veleeta likes to squeeze the little pink hog up against the stall, just to hear him squeal and watch his tail quiver, so each to their own.
OHHHHH! Make that "mentally squeeze" the so all the guys here can have a free feel. All for one, one for all.
Hi everyone. How are you? I am super, thanks for asking. Just got back from the beach. it was 75 here today. The rare clumber was swimming up a storm.
tits.
Veleeta gets masticate and maiestatis and mastitis and misstitus all mixed up, but she just loves to have fun.
Just in time for a free mental squeeze .
Whatsa matta, mad that it wasn't you who was the object of lust, mmmm mmmm, bitter, bitter bitter.
Just like Althouse, loved it when there was flirting, but only if it was with her. Darcy and I are generous, we will share the attention if these hot guys with you, but you don't want to be a part of our girl gang, oh well, then be bitter. You do it so well.
MamaM your rhetoric has been escalating again, time to have your meds reassessed? You may be witty, but your angry demeanor tells a less funny story.
Titus MamaM needs a little squeezing , are you the man to do the job?
Mooooooooo!
Girly fight in the school yard! Blouses sure to be torn off, I have MamaM's bloomers in my grip, they will soon be giving her a wedgie of historic proportions!
Oh gawd, I'm laughing my ass off here, thanks MamaM.
Spectatum admissi risum teneatis amici?
—Hor.
There is that passive agressive thingy again.
Et tu, Timus?
Risum tuum asinum offium etiam?
Oh, the fun. The love and kindness oozes like rivers of goodness.
Lets see If I got this clear. A spokesperson for the Girl Gang would like me to know that I could be part of their group and share in a cut of the hot male attention available here if only I would be less "mean" and recognize their superior generousity. Sounds like life would be sweet for me if only I'd be a Good Faith commentor and stop with the mooing. What a deal!
Until that time, repeatedly referring to MamaM as a witch, an obsessive, and a scary person, possibly an angry drunk and surely a bitter, jealous person who needs their meds reassessed is so balanced and thoughtful I am overwhelmed by the sweetness and light.
All right ,I know asinum means ass. I looked up TT's quote, but what does yours mean?
@Troop: I think I lost my decoder ring for this place.
Pig Latin: Are you laughing your ass off too?
My daughters cat got scared and ran under the bed, I'm laughing so hard. Just the visual of MamaM's bloomers being yanked up to her neck...... Ah violence!
I didn't say that I was laughing, Allie. Everything MamaM say about you is equally true. You've disliked her from the get-go, and never gave her a chance, really.
I mean, do I get on Ritmo's case when he shows here? I try not to.
But maybe I have. For sure elsewhere.
No ring required. Popcorn, however, might help.
I went to the beach after work and realized Latino's are taking over this country.
I don't know if it is Latino City in your neck of the woods but here you can't swing a cat without hitting them.
And none of them speak English.
Get off my lawn!
Well Chickie, I'm laughing.
I never gave her a chance, give me a break, how many times have I asked her to back off and let it go. She has been after me like a dog on a bone from day one. Darcy has also been the object of her "attention". As I said before, I'm here to have fun and enjoy the company of those that inhabit this place. But I think I will emulate Darcy, wise lady she is and completely ignore MamaM.
She can continue to do her thing directed at me till the cows come home, I'm not biting anymore. Your opinion is yours, you're entitled as am I.
March is Gang Sign up and Pledge Month at the Kollective, formerly knows as the Things are Not as They Seem House of Mirrors.
The Girl Gang
The Laughing Asses
The Kind Kine
They are fucking everywhere and they multiply like rabbits. All of them have a zillion little burritos running after them.
I am like put a cork in it Juanita Bonita Guadalajara.
I don't understand almost everything Mama says but I love her to death.
Very esoteric.
I am more surface.
tits.
I am watching the Mississippi and Alabama elections and I am thinking if there was anywhere in those states that wouldn't drag me by a car and then string me up on a tree.
Jackson? Birmingham?
I think I would be in deep shit anywhere down there.
Stay north of the Mason Dixon line .
I think...
Well, I think Allie is pretty cool. :)
Thank you Darcy, The feeling is mutual.
Thanks, Sixty and all.
And chickie! Well, the nerve died, but the tooth is not rotten! lol It still looks nice, anyway.
The landing has eagled.
And Chickie, what the hell does Ritmo have to do with this? Even at his worst he wasn't equal to MM. There is no comparison.
Please.
I agree Six and Ms. Oppenheimer.
I am big fucking Yankee.
Some of those rednecks are looking at Dana Bash like she is a side of cheese and grits. And we get to see the inmates in orange and white "outfits" who help during the elections.
I know I'm outnumbered here on the Ritmo thing so I don't like to, and won't argue that one Allie.
Cola with peanuts, to go with the circus theme, would also be nice.
I drove up to Cataloochee to enjoy nature and all that happy, hippie-type stuff. I took along some of the wise sayings of Titus and read them to the elk. They were moved, truly inspired by the eloquent prose that he shares with this little club called Trooper York's. Anyhow, I took this picture of an elk as he really got into Titus' words of wisdom. He seemed to be one with Titus. It was a beautiful moment.
Got my hair and nails done today and even got my summer feet a couple months early. Woo hop!
79 degrees tomorrow. I'm doing OK on most of my recent change startups, and I look forward to a facial in a few weeks.
Today the UPS guy told my son he saw him on the late news over the weekend, in an interview son gave at a convention he attended (I wasn't with him, soooo...). Oh, dear!
After I check with the station to see if I can view the piece that was aired, I may have to schedule a massage, too.
What's up with everyone else?
Why are my comments, which it's true are posted Central time but traditionally appeared, naturally in this bog's Eastern time, now showing up as of they're on Weat Coast time?
I am confused.
Make that Mountain time. See how confusing?
Thank you Titus, I had to look up esoteric for the true flavor. Sort of like Windbag's elk (below) taking a sample whiff.
Am wondering which of the "gangs" you belong to here at TY, the Gang Bang isn't original enough, perhaps something more solitary, like the Tits and Wandering Cloud Gang?
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
Surprised by how dog or wolf like the face seems. If you can get a shot of one of them dipping their balls in something greasy, I'll be even more impressed.
It is PST. I believe Chip S first pointed it out last week or earlier and we teased TY about secretly being in L.A. to either shoot an episode or to shoot a producer. TY gave a shrug as to why his blog runs on west coast time.
Care to speculate?
Body snatchers?
Ghosts in the machine?
Or maybe just another Great Mystery of life. Yeah, that's probably it.
WAIT!!! It's suddenly back on Eastern!!!! Justlikethat.
OK. I'm taking that as a sign and skedaddling outta here. Fast. 'Night, all.
what the hell does Ritmo have to do with this?
Ritmo's MO since the early Montana Urban Legend days, appears to have been that of Derailment and Pwning via the presentation of volumes of seemingly sincere intellectual argument. As MUL he appeared as a name caller who frequently collapsed into spats of nastiness when cornered. To his credit, he continued to evolve, refining his presentation to include more eloquence and less direct spite as he went through his Brazil and Dental morphs to re-emerge as Ritmo Segundo. There he found himself and his method being observed by Mitochondriallie who hooked up to add her own methods to his madness. Oddly enough, I've received some good gifts through him and have in my home 4 books that came through his posted recommendations.
Too bad Ritmo's blog went private. Those who have access can find the following comment by Allie on Dec 4: So Trooper posted several blog posts honoring the blow up on Althouse, did you know MamaM is Meade? He's been busy trying to sir up sentiment against me on Trooper, but I don't think it's working...
For Allie to continue to pretend I am after her while she repeatedly asks after me, mentions my name in posts where I am not present, speaks for me, and presumes to know beyond a shadow of a doubt what I am thinking, doing and valuing is disenginuity in its finest form.
Chickenlittle
I had exactly the same exprience a couple of years ago. $1275 bucks for a molar crown with a damned patch in it! You know that sucker is not going to last as long as it should.
A cold pale ale would be nice to go with the bone cracking and marrow sucking.
The first rule of Girl Gang is there is no girl gang! :)
Hey, rcommal - I smiled at your hair/mani-pedi! Summer feet are so fun. I'm getting mine done soon too. I think I'm going with purple!
Purple feet? Is Barney suddenly in style now? If so, then I am glad for two things - one, that I am colorblind, two, that I have no idea about style.
Exactly Darcy, there never was a girl gang, wise lady.:)
It was someone's imagination that there ever was. Once it was intimated that there was such an entity, I decided to go with it for fun, but again, we all speak for ourselves, and if I ever say " we ladies" please don't feel I mean any of the ladies here, I may be referring ladies I know outside of this blog. Just to be clear.
R,L sounds like you have spring fever, me too it's been so warm here in WI, folks are out wearing flip flops and capris already, despite being only 60. I think my spring Mani Pedi color will be hot pink, or I'll let my 11 year old granddaughter decide, we'll have a Nani and K day.
Referring to or referencing of, that is.
I never mind you including me, Allie!
And Sixty - purple toenails. Really pretty purple!
Thanks Darcy, shhh, password is, there is no girl gang. Pass it along.
Oh, that is better than purple feet. I hope... ;^)
I just had a chance to catch up with the thread.
I have always valued Ritmo's contributions here and I have thought of chickie as my most frequent valued commenter here. I know they mix it up a little at various times but I think they have come to a mutual tolerance and respect here which is in marked contrast to the Texas cage matches in TOP.
MamaM has a dry wit and an attitude which is something I appreciate. I love people who say things that piss people off. That is one of Allies best characteristics. But Ritmo is wrong when he thinks MamaM is Meade. She has emailed me her details and I believe her.
We can irritate each other as much as we want. To get a pearl you have to irritate the oyster. But I know we can all jostle and mock and emote and palavar and still have respect for each other and the right of that person to have a different opinion than ours. Even an unpopular opinion. Because that's what made America great.
Well plus slavery and stealing things from the Indians. Just sayn'
You know, I don't really care who that person is. I don't think the comments are respectful at all, though. Most often very insulting, particularly to women. But I'm a big girl. No worries.
I also want to say that I don't care what Allie posted elsewhere. I love to allow for a change of heart. In fact, I celebrate when that happens! So, the way I see it is Allie probably came over here with a little trepidation and found some open hearts.
WIN.
Well MamaM is entitled to say whatever she wants and youse guys should reply or ignore as feels best.
I have a total free speech zone here.
Hey I found some footage of the girl gang at Trooper York!
I had a change of heart. I stopped correcting typos and am trying to let comments that irritate me just slide on by. Not always perfect at it, but trying.
As the old saying goes, repaint, repaint and thin no more.
I think you're adorbs.
On the other hand I always thought Penny was Meade.
So what do I know.
I stopped correcting typos
When online folks pay me, I'll start submitting perfect copy, perfectly edited, is and always has been my attitude (at least in comments). Until then, no busman's holiday for me, unless it happens to please me independently, for some reason.
Wheeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I started working at a large corporation in 1974. Over the next almost 30 years I had opportunities (read "was required") to attend many meetings all over the country, indeed, all over the world.
After all that ended, I started working with a local craft market. Frequently I was the only man in the group. I would attend meetings and afterwards women would come out crying "Did you hear what she said to me?"
I was mystified. Had no idea what the subtext or insult was. And I had spent literally years in meetings. I was totally baffled by what I was missing.
The same is true here - I have yet to crack the code on what is going on. That must be due, in some part, to my inability to comprehend what I read beyond what is on the screen. That, and a lack of desire to try to understand what some comments mean. If they are cryptic or subtle, meh, I lose interest. I am more of an "Die Hard" than a "The English Patient" kind of guy. Bam, I understand. The rest, spare me, I have work to do.
"Sixty - purple toenails"!!
That's a lot of toenails. Are you built like a centipede?
:-)
Aw, that means a lot, you know that.
ALOT!
That could explain a lot.
Of course, I thought Meade was Mary.
LOL. And I was just about to send you a decoder ring!
Hmmph. :)
In my defense, I do spend considerable time following and reading links for content and context, in fact-checking, and also in verifying statements and background, etc.. In the long run, that's way more important, anyway.
@ Sixty.
It is a girl thing where one person wants to try to align everyone else against one or more other girls and turn the crowd against one or more others by creating an "in crowd" that will then exclude the "out crowd".
They do this by using subtle (beyond the ken of most men) power trip thingies, verbal insults, passive agressive techinques and sexuality with the males to entice them into supporting the wanna-be queen bee. The "game" is to be the top queen and center of attention. Usually the symptom of a very insecure personality.
I'm not interested in playing that game. Too tedious and I don't have the patience.
Too much work to try to decode and a supreme waste of time and energy.
This is why I don't have women friends, don't hang out with women and why when I was in the financial industry I worked with mostly men and with one exception hired only men.
If Meade was Mary that would indeed explain a lot. At least why some people are so cranky.
Hey I was wondering....if Titus's boyfriend is a bottom.....does that make him an Indian giver
Wouldn't the giver be the top?
(What in the world am I SAYING?? lol)
DARCY!
don't hang out with women
Good to know how you categorize all women (who are, of course, inferior to you). One fewer commenter for me to have to bother reading, is all that means. Huzzah!
Wait, you say that as if those are bad things. Who did the Indians take the land from? They immigrated from somewhere. The latest theory on the origin of the Clovis point indicates that Europeans settled here before Asians. So maybe Karma is a bitch, eh?
And won't someone think about the Saber Tooth Tiger? Where's the love?
I wonder if the Indians had call centers 20,000 years ago...
Just tryin' to be helpful! =)
There you go. Too much trouble to play that game.
Looks like purple toes are in-spin.
With the old dinosaur
Checking for purple feet
As the twittering crowd
Joins in testifying
To the power of an open heart.
Me, I'm still looking for the underpants someone was going to respectfully twist over my head, as the chorus of I love you,
you love me, we're a happy family swells in the background.
Okay, that comment I understand.
I've just returned from the future, with video of next summer's TY meet-up.
I don't know about anyone else, but I'm really looking forward to it.
As far as I know Ritmo never said MamaM was Meade, it was I that was of that opinion not him. Unless something has changed.
MamaM, I thought you'd be impressed by the flexibility of the elk, needing no mirror to examine its arse.
LOL!
As for me, I'm a lover not a fighter.
Wouldn't the giver be the top?
Not if he gets off when you get on (and other train metaphors :)
Needs moar wedgies.
Me, I'm still looking for the underpants someone was going to respectfully twist over my head,..
I sure hope they were dry.
You're welcome for the visual.
Thank you chickenlittle, your unfailing courtesy leaves me high and dry.
Who ever Penny was, she mostly always ran from me. FWIW
Yes it did come here with much trepidation, but I wanted to bury the hatchet, but not in each others skulls. I would never try to stop anyone from expressing their opinion, I never have. I don't like rude mean people and they get under my skin, but as just like Darcy, I'm big girl.
I give as good as I get so I'm not innocent, but I don't believe I ever went after MM , I usually ended up getting pissed off when her "attention" became a bit too personal. I am who I am, may be a bit too flirty, too salty, but if I irritate MamaM , perhaps she could just ignore me as I plan to ignore her. Darcy gave me some good advice a while back and I didn't take it, I wish I would've.
I did, not it, I don't want to give certain people more ammo, lol.
Once it was pointed out to me that MamaM is not Meade, I was able to process her comments from a different perspective. There is an abrasive edge to her comments. Meh. I view it as more subtle ball-busting. My only complaint is that I have to slow down and think a little more to process.
The thing I've grown to appreciate and cherish here at TY's is that most of the back-and-forth seems to be mostly ball-busting, instead of the flame wars just about every other blog has. It's a nice balance.
BTW, the Mets are tied for first place right now.
Oh good grief. I like women, I'm friends with women, I connect with women. I never tried to turn anyone against MamaM. She made a point of excluding herself anytime I made the mistake of saying we ladies, I never meant any insult to her in any way. Sheesh.
Or, tied for last.
HOW ABOU' DEM O'S?
R,L I always suspect women who say they have no female friends, I'm not sure what I suspect them of though, oh well.
Sixty did you just say you need a wedgie?
Confuzzled now. But not in a "I really want to KNOW!" way. ;-)
My two cents is that DBQ didn't mean her post to be insulting. She was explaining something kind of common, I think. I don't know...not really "this is what happened" kind of thing.
Or I could still be under the influence of pain meds.
I thought Penny was MM, who the hell knows who is who?
Well Darcy I hope your take on it is right, maybe R,L and I misinterpreted her comment, well maybe I did, I'll not speak for R,L.
Some people like you Darcy are good souls who seem to have the ability to see the best in people, one of the reasons I like ya.:)
(A reference of titanic proportions)
You talkin' about some major butt?
It's a situation of give and take.
But there's a clear depositor.
Ooh, MamaM, that was cold.
The reverse Sheesh kicks in, and the spinning continues...
She made a point of excluding herself anytime I made the mistake of saying we ladies,
Once, Ms Oopenheimer. These are the words in case you've forgotten or had panties yanked over your reading glasses: Since I speak only for myself, I've no way of knowing the level of interest others might have for this information, but wish to remove myself from all collective voice pronouncements made on behalf of "us ladies".
Butt not icy!
This may explain some things.
I am a "very strong" INTJ personality as tested by the Briggs Meyer system. It has served me well in my occupational choice.
You didn't misinterpret my comment about hanging out with other women. I have had just a few close women friends in my lifetime and those are usually of like mind and we get along well and have been lifetime friends. It doesn't make other personality types and other women any lesser or inferior. Just people (men and women) that I don't want to hang out with.
If you don't like it that I don't want to chew the fat, dish the dirt, play the girl games.....ah well.
I was explaining a sociological and psycological phenomenon to Sixty that he has had to deal with in his professional career. If you want to take it personal, that is your issue.
DBQ, I won't take it personally, if you didn't mean it that way, thanks for clarifying.
I'm definitely going down with this thread.
Lalalalalalalalaaaaaaaaaaaaa! *runs away*
I was. It made me laugh. I've been reading a book on Near Death Experiences (Lessons from the Light/K. Ring). The author has collected 30 years worth of stories from people of all faith persuasions who believe they've undergone a NDE. One of the common threads he's found in the many stories involves a life review, in which the person is invited to look at their life from all sides, with the goal of understanding. Sort of like sniffing ass, and knowing yourself to be fragrant and unique, yet part of something bigger.
Back in my pretentious days, I subscribed to Psychology Today. 'nough said. Anyhow, there was an article on NDEs in it that cited stories of people who died and went to Hell. You don't usually hear about those.
When we arrived, the elk had a minivan surrounded and were sniffing it all over. I wonder if that one was comparing and contrasting its exhaust with that of the stranger it had encountered earlier?
Introspection can be a messy business.
ENFP DBQ!
Enjoying the link.
Anyhow, there was an article on NDEs in it that cited stories of people who died and went to Hell. You don't usually hear about those.
They probably don't want to announce their destination to just everyone...although probably everyone already suspects.
Or...decided to repent and sin no more and just hope.
One time I underwent a procedure that required I be given propofol and other sedatives. When I was in the recovery room I have been told that I was saying "RUN AWAY FROM THE LIGHT!".
I have no idea what that means.
I'm with DBQ here...I too have a few lifetime girlfriends but not a circle of casual girlfriends, having been back stabbed a few times too many, I'm not willing to play their games.
There is no such thing as "sisterhood" or gender solidarity. It's all about getting over on each other and after age 15, it's a bore.
I took that test - said I was "WTF".
Was it a glowing hot red light?
Who knows - I am colorblind, have almost no sense of smell, damn near deaf, but on the plus side, I was drugged out of my mind.
It is 84 degrees outside now - speaking of hot.
Like these?
"Hello, Mummy!"
*running, ducking & hiding*
Windbag, I read book by a man last name was Storm, who became a minister after his near death experience to hell. He had a perforated intestine while on vavacyion in France. He described these nasty creatures who nipped at his flesh , dragging him down to hell, Neil he remembered how to pray, then these creatures left and he went to the Light.
LOL, Sixty.
I have no idea what all of this means. I think it's pretty common to have only a few close friends. I have a casual circle as well, but since I have 3 sisters, much of it is through family.
Anyway, we have fun. We enjoy each other's company. I don't think any of us have time for backstabbers or people who have a nefarious agenda.
It's 73 degrees even here in the frigid north!
I just saw Jesus in my loaf.
tits.
A vavacyion is even better than a vacation, but not for him apparently.
Holeee shit!
It's 61 and partly cloudy out here. What's the matter with you people's weather?
@Trooper: Thanks so much for sticking up for everyone here. That's what makes you hard to top.
Sacre poo!
There he goes again...
FWIW, as I always say, even my friends don't like me.
Global warming.
Global warming...known to some as "spring."
Bottoms up!
I love it, bring it on! Tulips are coming up, unheard of this time of year!
LOL, Sixty.
Sounds like BJM and I are on the same page.
My hubby is ESTJ Guardian type.
"primary mode of living is focused externally, where you deal with things rationally and logically. Your secondary mode is internal, where you take things in via your five senses in a literal, concrete fashion. "
This is why we get along fabulously. We are both literal and to the point.
I probably also don't bother to make a lot of close friends because of my childhood where we traveled...a lot... sometimes 3 or 4 schools in 3 or 4 States in one school year. Not much point in making friends when you are not going to see them in a few months.
48 degrees. Raining and 100% chance of snow tonight and 50% chance tomorrow.
I made black bottom cupcakes today.
Ah windbag we like ya fine, speaking for myself only of course.
Sounds delicious, what's the black at the bottom, chocolate?
Just got back from a beautiful long afternoon at a park. Warm, pretty, comfortably breezy. Watched son flirt with a lovely girl. Talked with some great, raving individualists. Got a bit of sunburn, even, which I know is lame in context of March, but whatcha gonna do when your natural "winter" hue is more akin to that of the underside of a flounder than anything else? Definitely worth it, anyway.
Heh, Darcy.
Anyone who follows your tweet stream knows you're both.
Ignoring to the best of my ability, repeating after myself, don't bite,don't bite, don't bite........
Ms. Oop,
There are times when that is a disconcerting thing to hear repeated.
I went out for a walk around the lake this morning while it was still cold out, I should've waited for now. I'm off to see the wizard.
ENTJ here, but both times I had to take the full-blown test (due to jobs), I was told I had very strong "I" tendencies. I took that to mean that I was odd.
Which, well, I already knew THAT!
Chocolate batter, half way up the cupcake papers. Top with 1 tbsp filling/topping (cream cheese, sugar, egg, chocolate chips) chopped walnuts sprinkled on top.
Nom nom nom
I'll post the recipe on my recipe blog in a bit. They are awesome!
Not a big fan of those types of things. They bring out the skeptical in me, as do such things as IQ tests. I mean, I can see where they have some value, but just so much, and only as part of larger puzzle. JMO.
Blake, disconcerting to hear what repeated? It's so hard keeping track of comments with this format.
Allie, I assumed he was referring to the "don't bite, don't bite..." thing. But then, I can have a very dirty mind. ; )
I had a root canal some years ago. I wasn't worried about the pain that the process would entail, I had a badly, badly infected tooth, a tooth that had a crown put on 2 years earlier, and I was ABOUT READY TO DIE FROM THE PAIN!!
Nice weather here in Star Prairie, also. I had to get on top of the roof of the pole barn where my shop is at and clean the stove pipe for the wood stove. Dirty, dirty, dirty.
Also spread some more class 5 trap rock on the drive way and used the snow plow to level out the ruts by driving the tractor backwards.
I lead a very exciting life.
That is pretty exciting. My neighbor across the way had a truck load of rip and run put down today and the guy who did it also smoothed it out with what looked to be a Ford tractor. Wish I could have gotten a better look at it, but had things to do.
Maybe someday I will be able to put some stone down in the mud path that is my driveway.
That clip reminded me of Cher.
Isn't she fabulous? Such a role model for young girls.
(there he goes again, just trying to get attention)
Sixty, when I bought this place the driveway had a lot of clay in it. Every spring when the frost came out of the ground, there was trouble. More than once, I got the pick up stuck and had to use the tractor to pull it out to go to work.
Is anybody else having a problem with this thread, where there is a message that a script is running? I have Internet Explorer.
Ohhhh, well yes that might be disconcerting.
No, but this format makes Safari go crazy, making me have even more of an issue with spelling and punctuation corrections, plus keeping track of all the new comments is very hard when the thread get really long like this one.
@AllenS: Roger that on the sscrip running thingie. I always assume that Troop is being watched/monitored or is spying on us. I'm not bothered so long I'm not misbehaving, but it is annoying.
I think Mac Safari is immune. Tim is probably the expert on this....
....Tim?
Agree with the branched format being confusing vs. the normal linear comment thread polymerization. Troop should look into changing that if he can.
Chick, at first, I was unable to use the down arrow or my mouse to scroll down. I had to hit page down to view the comments. That's not happening any more.
normal linear comment thread polymerization
WTF does that even mean? Do you know any smaller words?
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