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Annie.. maybe Earl goes on a road trip because one of his "list" things is either A) something stupid he did elsewhere or B) done locally, but the offendee has moved.
I don't really want to see Borat. I'm not a big fan of Sacha Baron Cohen in any of his incarnations.
Sly - sounds like a great night!
It's Guy Fawkes Day here today! I heard a LOT of people letting off fireworks last night. There will probably be a lot more tonight. At this time of year, it doesn't get dark till around 9pm, so fireworks start late and go even later. Wheee!
One open home that I know of today. This one is Mum's dream house. It's at a ridiculously low price for the area that it's in.. apparently, it needs a litle redecoration. It's been snapped up three times already, but every time, something has happened and the deal has fallen through. To quote Mum yesterday "The only reason that I wouldn't put an offer on this place is if I found a septic tank in the middle of the living room". Dad said "I can walk to the golf club!" (The street is a cul-de-sac, and the golf club is across the road and about two doors down from the entrance) So I'm going to go with her this afternoon, just to see where I'll be visiting from December onwards, because I'm pretty sure I saw the septic tank in the master bedroom.
Posted by: Kafaleni | November 04, 2006 at 02:10 PM
Kaf - good point. The shot I saw is from downtown, where it looks a lot like Mayberry. Many of the houses are over 100 years old, which is old for the LA area.
Kaf - do you have to do your Mum's renovations? Maybe you could turn the septic tank into an aquarium. ;)
Years ago, a coworker arguing with a dumb coworker-
Coworker:...I think it's just a question of semantics.
Dumb coworker: I wouldn't know about that. I'm not Jewish.
Really.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | November 04, 2006 at 02:32 PM
LOL Annie. My sister would do the renovations, rather than me. She's got the touch. Water features in the bedroom would not be doing my mother any favours.. all that tinkling and trickling would send her running to the bathroom every hour on the hour.
Posted by: Kafaleni | November 04, 2006 at 02:56 PM
Who remembers (way back in the mists of time, earlier this year) when we snapped up various chunks of the globe for our own personal pleasure? Turns out that we could have made money from it, but someone's beaten us to it.
I've sent this to Dave, but I just thought I'd share here, too!
Posted by: Kafaleni | November 04, 2006 at 03:06 PM
Kaf, got an "error message" on your linkee.
We made the downtown run today - Chipotle for lunch, market for apples and knishes and a few other goodies, Sahadi for chicken & salads, Downtown Atlantic for yummy chocolate coconut cupcakes, Court Pastry for a lobster tail and fig cookies, and a couple of other places.
We were going to go to the Central Branch of the library but decided to put it off to Monday.
It's about like yesterday - sunny but chilly and breezy, upper 40s.
Sly, loved the image of Mr. & Mrs. Conservative get funky and do the Elaine.
And for those who missed Kaf's reference: Guy Fawkes Night.
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | November 04, 2006 at 03:34 PM
I'm not sure if this will come through, but:
The Elaine Dance.
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | November 04, 2006 at 03:42 PM
It just links back to this MOAT, Jeff. Is it on YouTube? I may go look in a while, because I dance a LOT like Elaine. Unfortunately.
Posted by: Marie in Kourou | November 04, 2006 at 04:31 PM
That link (I e-mailed it to you) was from a woman's own website.
Here is the youtube link.
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | November 04, 2006 at 05:51 PM
*snork*
SWEET FANCY MOSES!
Posted by: Leetie | November 04, 2006 at 06:41 PM
This is what Politics Match said about me:
You scored the following on the PoliticsMatch questions:
Personal Score 64%
Economic Score 27%
Where You Fit In
Based on the above score, you are a Populist-Leaning Liberal .
I came in on the line where the "Moderate" square meets "Liberal." I get more liberal the older I get, strangely enough.
Re: Hillary Clinton: I would rather vote for a potted plant. Given the choice of Hillary vs Bush (which of course is constintutionally impossible, but which I put down cause I'd never vote for Bush), I'd vote for Dave.
I am liking McCain and Obama. Not on a ticket together, though.
Posted by: Blogchik | November 04, 2006 at 09:25 PM
Although that's just what I got the third time I took the test--I got a different score each time. Apparently my degree of liberalness depends on the time of day or something.
Posted by: Blogchik | November 04, 2006 at 09:30 PM
Oh, and I'd like to see Borat, but it looks like I'll have to wait til the semester is over, since everybody I know here who wants to see it is already planning to see it with somebody else.
I have to finish my paper now...
Posted by: Blogchik | November 04, 2006 at 09:34 PM
Not that I had anything of great importance to say, but I've been trying - unsuccessfully - to post since about 7:00.
I hate that.
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | November 04, 2006 at 10:15 PM
That's for sure. ;)
Posted by: «LabSpecimen» | November 04, 2006 at 10:45 PM
*unblurk*
"I'm not dead yet!"
*reblurk*
Posted by: djtonyb | November 04, 2006 at 11:30 PM
You will be soon!
Well, I went with my parents to see the dream house, and we never even got in the door. The real estate agent was meeting people in the driveway, and saying "There was a typo in the advertising" The numeral in the hundred thousands position was out by one. Which put the house about $70k out of their price range. There's probably not a septic tank in the living room, either. Not that I will ever know now.
Posted by: Kafaleni | November 04, 2006 at 11:56 PM
Sorry to hear that, Kaf. (About the price, not the septic tank!)
Posted by: Marie in Kourou | November 05, 2006 at 08:57 AM
Kaf, well, that explained that.
A Trader Joe's just opened near me. I love it. Recently, the Post-Dispatch ran an article about it in which a guy who works near the new Trader Joe's said he won't go in it. He claims it's addictive because he's noticed that everyone who goes into the store buys something.
Ummm. yeah. Can't argue with that.
Posted by: slyeyes | November 05, 2006 at 09:40 AM
Oh, I forgot to mention in that post that for breakfast, I'm eating yogurt and a triple berry blend that I bought at Trader Joe's yesterday. Yummm. I'm liking this addiction.
Posted by: slyeyes | November 05, 2006 at 09:49 AM
*zips in*
Good morning from
beautiful su.so.ca. where the big news today is that the
Chargers are playing later today!
Posted by: Eleanor | November 05, 2006 at 10:20 AM
djt!
Come back sweetie, we miss you like crazy!
But I'm glad to know you're still among us!
*smooch*
Posted by: Eleanor | November 05, 2006 at 11:12 AM
We always stock-up on frozen mango at TJ's. Cubed chunks of frozen mango make wonderful daiquiris.
I also like to get their fresh (refrigerated) pizza dough. It's only a buck and can be stored in the fridge for a few days.
Posted by: Leetie | November 05, 2006 at 11:52 AM
We don't have Trader Joe's here. I'm sure I could develop an addiction, however, if I tried hard enough.
Posted by: Kafaleni | November 05, 2006 at 12:13 PM
It was a little too chilly to have cappucino and yogurt 'n berries on the porch this morning; so I partook whilst lounging on my couch with the windows open.
The house next door to me, a duplex, sold and the new neighbors are moving in today. It was bought by two sisters and they'll live there, one on each side. I haven't met them yet, but I'm guessing there is a certain amount of persnicketiness over there. What tells me this? As I sit on my couch looking out my window at my neighbor's porch, I can see two decorative signs; "Use the Sidewalk" and "Scoop your Poop".
But you know what this means, don't you? Fresh blood for Amoro(u)s neighbo(u)r guy. YAY!
Right now, I can't tell who the sisters are. There are a couple of generations over there moving things in and out. I'm going to guess it's the older ones (60's or so) and their kids are helping with the moving.
Posted by: slyeyes | November 05, 2006 at 12:18 PM
.....and the signs have been put on the pile at the curb for the trash man. OK, maybe not as persnickety as I feared.
Posted by: slyeyes | November 05, 2006 at 12:46 PM
But at least it's not THE WEIRD NEIGHBORS WHO NEVER CAME OUT, is it? :)
Posted by: Eleanor | November 05, 2006 at 01:14 PM
I've seen more and more of them lately, El. In fact, I was beginning to think I was wrong as to the wife. There's a woman I was seeing so often that I had concluded she was a sister or something. Then I saw so much of her with the little boy and the guy that I began to think I was wrong about the wife being a total recluse and morbidly obese and that SHE is the wife.
But the other day, I was pulling my car into the garage and glanced up. Their bedroom is right over the garage (sucks to be them) and the sister and wife were close the window. The sister was helping the wife. The wife is the one I saw walking across the lawn when I first moved in. Oh my gosh. She was large then, she's so much larger now. In that brief glimpse, she appeared to be one of those people who are so large they can't get through the door.
I'm serious. That may be why I'm seeing more of the sister (or whoever she is), because they need more help over there.
Really sad.
But speaking of not getting through the door, I'm now watching the new neighbors having trouble getting a sofa through the door. That sucks!
Posted by: slyeyes | November 05, 2006 at 01:26 PM
Something tells me that Jeff is having trouble with Pypetard again.
*waves at Jeff*
Posted by: slyeyes | November 05, 2006 at 01:29 PM
ugh... sorry about that, Jeff!
Sly.. that's really sad, for her, for the kid, for all of them.
I hope the new neighbours are much more fun!
I live over a garage block and you just don't notice it after a while. My mother was here the other day.. all of a sudden she went really still and said "What's that?" It was a garage door, and I hadn't even noticed.
Posted by: Kafaleni | November 05, 2006 at 01:38 PM
*puts chocolate chip cookie in the trash*
Posted by: Eleanor | November 05, 2006 at 01:47 PM
!
El! Let's not be rash.
The sofa is sitting on the lawn and there's a group of people standing around the door, looking at it, measuring it, scratching their heads, looking at the sofa, and re-measuring the door. I'm trying to figure out how to sneak a picture of it all to show you because it's SUCH good theater, but I that's kind of stalkerish, right? And not very new neighborly.
Anyway, I'm depressed. Rams have had three turnovers and the Chiefs have scored on each one.
*sob*
OK, I've got to go into work now and finish what I need to do for a deadline.
Booger. I really want to see what happens with that sofa. Oh. The doorframe is coming off.
Posted by: slyeyes | November 05, 2006 at 01:58 PM
Don't go to work! Stay home, watch football, and give us a narrative on The Couch.
Sounds like they need Kramer - he'd know what to do! ;)
Posted by: Eleanor | November 05, 2006 at 02:18 PM
It's not going well with the doorframe. I'm starting to hear naughty words through the open window.
Later!
Posted by: slyeyes | November 05, 2006 at 02:25 PM
Sly is right, pypetad hates me. This has been going on for 3 full days now and I don't know what to do.
Either the MOAT comes up as "normal" and it just refuses to post, giving me an error message or, like this time (I think) it stops at "post a comment", then eventually goes to the bottom as normal. In the latter case I am (generally) able to post.
It's gotten so when I do get to post I feel like just sitting here and remembering everything I wanted to say all day and say it, assuming I'll never get another chance!
The sofa is sitting on the lawn and there's a group of people standing around the door, looking at it, measuring it, scratching their heads, looking at the sofa, and re-measuring the door.
Sounds like the scene with Jack in While You Were Sleeping when they try to get the couch in Peter's apartment.
I'm back from putting the clothes in the dryer. I didn't dare post.
The weather is beautiful if still very cool. We did NOT go to check out the marathoners today as we've done some years in the past, especially when we knew someone running. They say runners like the colder weather so they should be happy today.
Oh well, here goes nothing.
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | November 05, 2006 at 02:41 PM
I just sat through an ENTIRE commercial break of nothing but political ads.
Can't I please, please watch the football game in peace? That, or start penalizing senate candidates for unsportsmanlike conduct?
Posted by: Wurm42 | November 05, 2006 at 02:45 PM
Note: above was meant to be in [vent] tags but they don't show up anymore. Hmmm....
Posted by: Wurm42 | November 05, 2006 at 02:46 PM
I had a feeling that Borat was going to be a big hit.
And it opened in only 1/3 as many theaters as the other top movies.
Let's see if it has legs.
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | November 05, 2006 at 02:50 PM
kibby czeching in watching the NO - TB game.
Posted by: Kibby F5™ | November 05, 2006 at 03:36 PM
Sly--I think we are planning a Trader Joe's run this month sometime. I heard that everything is pretty cheap, and lots of yummy but healthy choices.
Ok...no more moating it's game time! Go Steelers!! (I'm a loyal fan, even when we suck, and I'm forced to cheer first downs)
Posted by: LucyVanPelt | November 05, 2006 at 04:24 PM
moving over to the Pitts game ... bad start.
Posted by: Kibby F5™ | November 05, 2006 at 04:29 PM
I got downtown just as the Rams game ended. (and badly) Most of the people were appropriately dressed in Rams blue and gold. Then there was the smattering of Chiefs' fans in Red.
But, there were also quite a few people in Cardinal jerseys and sweatshirts.
???
People who are still celebrating, or Chiefs' fans and that was the only red they had? Or Chiefs' fans who are also Cardinals' fans?
Hard to tell.
OK, to work.
Posted by: slyeyes | November 05, 2006 at 04:47 PM
Work? Eeeeek!
Well, I do have to go in in a little while to get things done.
Did not much of anything today...went to a large discount club store...samples alllll over the place. All kinds of yummy stuff.
We even ended up buying a few of the things we tried.
My life is sooo thrilling sometimes.
Posted by: Susan | November 05, 2006 at 05:29 PM
The NY Giants have a habit (no matter how good they are) of playing down to the level of bad teams and either losing or coming close to it. This happens almost always (not this year) the week after the bye and at least once a year otherwise. Luckily they got it together enough at the end to beat Houston, 14-10.
Just heard from my cousin Nancy with a picture of her new 12 hours old granddaughter but AOHELL won't open the file.
Oh, the baby's name? Jade.
Interesting choice.
They did open a Trader Joe's on 14th Street a block from Union Square, with the wine store in a separate building next door. We went there once but managed not to buy anything - we'd have had to carry it all the way home, for one thing. My parents shopped at TJ's regularly when they were in California but I don't know if they still do in Arizona.
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | November 05, 2006 at 05:39 PM
We've been listening to The Eagles' greatest hits CD and I can't help wondering if this came from Glenn Frey's unhappy divorce experience, which he refers to on stage, or Don Henley:
The more I think about it, Old Billy was right
Let's kill all the lawyers, kill 'em tonight
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | November 05, 2006 at 05:44 PM
Q: What do you call a male lawyer with an IQ of 60 who is wearing a black dress?
A: Your honor.
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | November 05, 2006 at 05:48 PM
Sly gets questioned on the way to work:
Lady #1: Is this express?
Lady #2, looking at her purse: Oh no, this is Prada
Lady #3: I think she was asking about the bus.
Lady #2: Oh...Can you believe I got this on sale?
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | November 05, 2006 at 05:52 PM
GO STEELERS!
... that is all.
Posted by: Kibby F5™ | November 05, 2006 at 05:59 PM
*sigh*
More with the lawyer jokes.
Posted by: slyeyes | November 05, 2006 at 06:05 PM
Um, Jeff, we have plenty of female judges who fit that description. There is no sexual discrimination when it comes to morons on the bench.
What do you call a judge with half a brain?
I don't know. I've never met one with half a brain.
Posted by: bbescuela | November 05, 2006 at 06:34 PM
pssst, private message to partner, we need Huey, locked and loaded - NOW.
Posted by: Eleanor | November 05, 2006 at 06:53 PM
Whadda ya have against lawyers?
And don't go pleading the "I just copied and pasted, didn't mean to offend anyone" card either.
Posted by: Curious | November 05, 2006 at 06:59 PM
Curious: when you stop hiding and come out from behind your pseudonym maybe you'll get an answer.
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | November 05, 2006 at 07:05 PM
I agree with C, and no pseudonym here Jeff. Why the dislike or constant teasing of the lawyers?
*adjusts glasses and sits back in leather chair with note pad in hand*
You can tell us Jeff...Were you traumatized by one in a prior life? Did they hurt you? You should share your feelings if thats the case because its really unhealthy to keep such feelings bottled up inside.
Posted by: DDi | November 05, 2006 at 07:14 PM
Why the dislike or constant teasing of the lawyers?
Since you asked:
1. "constant teasing"?
Can you back that up? There was one joke, period.
2. "dislike"?
Hardly. Some of my best friends and relatives...blah blah blah.
If you really want my thought processes, they are too boring to bother you with but OK;
As mentioned, I was listening to the Eagles record and heard that line and, as I said, I wondered what had brought it on.
I knew they were quoting Shakespeare so went to look it up, as to where it came from and if I'd remembered it correctly. Interestingly, in context it was not an anti-lawyer comment but the opposite.
Although not looking for it, in the Shakespeare piece I saw that joke, WHICH HAD PREVIOUSLY BEEN POSTED HERE BY A LAWYER, so posted it.
OK? Bored yet?
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | November 05, 2006 at 07:21 PM
*prepares for next attack*
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | November 05, 2006 at 07:35 PM
An attack? You took that as an attack?
Interesting.
1. It might have been your first joke this evening, but you have posted comments in the past.
2. Glad to hear it!
3. There is no 3.
4. Yes. I think I'll go to the OINY site now.
Posted by: DDi | November 05, 2006 at 07:44 PM
Update on paper: Still not written yet.
I have, however, acquired a migraine thinking about it.
No need to bash my head against the wall, the migraine is providing that sensation for me.
*whimpers in corner*
Posted by: Blogchik | November 05, 2006 at 07:48 PM
*deletes extremely foul expletive(s)*
Bugger!!
I'm home, but still have work to do. I brouht it home with me because I didn't want to be in the office by myself on a Sunday night; I prefer doing it from the comfort of my living room.
BUT I CAN'T ACCESS OUR INTERNET
*sob*
I'll give it a few more tries, then I have to change out of my jammies and go back downtown.
*more sobbing*
Posted by: slyeyes | November 05, 2006 at 08:16 PM
SUCCESS!
I channeled Chloe, scrunched up my face, tapped away at the keyboard at a hundred miles and hour, said "I'm on in Jack" and VOILA! I'm in!
.
.
.
.
.
........and there was that one call to the help desk, but it was mostly the face scrunching.
Posted by: slyeyes | November 05, 2006 at 08:24 PM
And When Harry Met Sally is on Oxygen. Perfect background movie for working.
Posted by: slyeyes | November 05, 2006 at 08:28 PM
Has ya ever noticed that persons with no sense of humor tell jokes to covr it up
Posted by: Curiouser | November 05, 2006 at 08:53 PM
Hi guys! Did ya hear the one about... erm.
Um....
I guess this isn't the place for jokes anymore.
Booger.
So... how 'bout those... umm...
Dang.
It's getting so a person can't post anything here anymore without worry that people are going to complain about it.
Posted by: neophyte | November 05, 2006 at 09:23 PM
Harry: So why did you guys break up?
Sally: [with hilariously smug look on face] How do you know we broke up?
Harry: Of course you two broke up. If you were still together you wouldn't be going to New York with me; you'd be with Shel the Wonder Schlong.
(Just one of many quotes that ran through my head when Sly mentioned the film. Ahhh, I love it.)
Posted by: Marie in Kourou | November 05, 2006 at 09:41 PM
Woah. It's sunday night. Howd that happen?
*scratches head and tries to recall the weekend*
Has annoy seen my panties? I could swear I was wearing some. Or maybe that was yesterday. Before the whole 'frozen duck banned from the grocerystore minor restraining order' thing.
But I digress. Which I think is still allowed.
*slaps an ~I post to piss people off!~ sticker across her butt and does the macarena around the Moat*
Has anyone seen Thumper? I've decided he will be having my babies.
Posted by: wolfie | November 05, 2006 at 09:47 PM
Harry's jogging to the New Year's Eve party right now.
Posted by: slyeyes | November 05, 2006 at 09:54 PM
Looks like I can post again. The randomness of it is too bizarre.
I already told Di privately that I didn't think her questions were an attack, as I didn't.
But enough of that.
We just watched Dreamer: Inspired by a True Story. The movie is loosely inspired by the story of the mare Mariah's Storm. Well, I never heard of the horse, but the movie was well done for what it was. With a halfway decent script it's hard to go wrong with Kurt Russell, Kris Kristofferson & Dakota Fanning in it.
"You made a woman meow?"
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | November 05, 2006 at 09:54 PM
Sly, it looks like he jogged from Greenwich Village to Midtown, but since I'm not real clear on where this New Year's Eve party took place, it could have been somewhere more joggable.
Jackie has a lot in common with Sally. "On the side" is very big with her too.
NTTAWWT
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | November 05, 2006 at 09:57 PM
It's midnight. They fell in love.
*sniff*
Posted by: slyeyes | November 05, 2006 at 09:58 PM
We watch it every New Year's Eve.
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | November 05, 2006 at 10:06 PM
*waves hi to wolfie*
Posted by: Eleanor | November 05, 2006 at 10:11 PM
Just FYI: they are already running Target Christmas ads. On November 5.
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | November 05, 2006 at 10:16 PM
Jeff, for what it's worth, I don't mind the lawyer jokes. (Although I am a bit bothered by anonymous posters confronting my MOATie pals.) I'll bet I know more sleazy lawyers than just about anyone here. And I know a good many dim witted judges too. I think of those people when I hear a good lawyer joke.
I've never had the impression that you disliked lawyers. Yankee bashers, maybe, but lawyers? Nope.
Posted by: bbescuela | November 05, 2006 at 10:17 PM
Christmas moozak is already in stores to inspire us to start buying.
It's not working, at least on me, because I don't have "The Lists" yet.
Posted by: slyeyes | November 05, 2006 at 10:18 PM
The lite radio station has begun running their Christmas music show, all Christmas music all the time. They started this past Monday. Before Halloween.
FINE! I confess! I've been listening to it!
*hands head in shame*
Posted by: DDi | November 05, 2006 at 10:21 PM
A direct quote, minus the "--" through the weasels.
"Perhaps one of our resident weasels attorneys can give us the sleazy legal viewpoint."
I must have just misread/misunderstood that comment. I'm sure it was meant in good fun. I guess I just don't have a sense of humor anymore.
Goodnight all!
Posted by: DDi | November 05, 2006 at 10:32 PM
I've worked with attorneys for over 25 years and I'll admit it, I'm not a huge fan of lawyer jokes. Mainly because, there are no new ones. Haven't been for 20 years. Probably longer.
In fact, are there any new jokes about anything anymore? Or, due to the internet, do they go around the world so fast that they wear out sooner?
Posted by: slyeyes | November 05, 2006 at 10:40 PM
I edited the above comment and took out a huge section that made me sound like an apologist/protector of lawyers. But my first sentence about working with them was left in and now doesn't seem to fit. Just edit out that part when reading, please. And thank you.
Posted by: slyeyes | November 05, 2006 at 11:02 PM
No thank you.
Posted by: bbescuela | November 05, 2006 at 11:06 PM
I have never worked with a lawyer.
I have however, been fingerprinted and background checked.
I passed both. A fact which continues to amaze me.
Should I tell Thumper I intend him to have my babies before or after I get him pregnant?
Posted by: wolfie | November 05, 2006 at 11:23 PM
wolfie, how can he have babies before you get him pregnant? Better yet, how can HE get pregnant?
Posted by: bbescuela | November 05, 2006 at 11:33 PM
Wolfie is incredibly talented, BB. You'd be amazed at what she can do.
Posted by: neophyte | November 05, 2006 at 11:36 PM
BB, are you still here? If so, please check your email as soon as I write you.
Posted by: neophyte | November 05, 2006 at 11:55 PM
Got it.
Posted by: bbescuela | November 06, 2006 at 12:25 AM
'Jade' is Kylie's middle name, although the use of 'first name/middle name when in trouble' doesn't work well on 16 month olds... tone is the key.
she already knows a celebrity name... Elmo!
Posted by: insomniac | November 06, 2006 at 12:33 AM
Insom.. the two year old at work loves Elmo..and Finding Nemo. He has a "smush" name that covers either or both programs. He calls them "Melmo". With three Elmo vids and the Finding Nemo DVD, when he asks to watch "Melmo" it takes a little working out somedays!
To paraphras our illustrious leader, "If anything I've said makes you want to sue, then I was kidding" Can I tell jokes yet?
Okay. I'll keep my mouth shut, then,
Posted by: Kafaleni | November 06, 2006 at 01:37 AM
I went "awww" at Kylie's celebrity name and Kaf's "Melmo". Both kids sound so cute.
I'm playing "Mustang Sally" on the computer now. Commitment-y goodness.
Posted by: Marie in Kourou | November 06, 2006 at 07:13 AM
Sally [on the plane]: It's amazing. You look normal, but you are actually the Angel of Death.
---
Marie [Carrie Fisher sans Danish buns on her head, not me]: There's someone staring at you in "Personal Growth".
There are so many gems in that movie.
Posted by: Marie in Kourou | November 06, 2006 at 07:16 AM
Jeff saw Dreamers, I was wondering what that was about when I saw the TV listing - refrained from watching it because I wasn't in the Inspired by true story mood. I WANTED FICTION D@MN IT!
*roles up Huey loaded with MIRVsAA (Multiple Independent Return Vehicles, Anti-Attorney-type)*
Here ya go! Just aim in the general direction. GPS and the inherent low pressure made by the 'sucking sound' will guide them to the targets. ;-)
Steelers lost but KIBBY WON!!!
... seems like a previously undefeated individual will be going down too. Not much of a chance to even a 30+ point gap. HA HA!
Posted by: Kibby F5™ | November 06, 2006 at 07:34 AM
I agree, Kibby, about the fiction. Especially since "Inspired by a true story" is code for most of this is fiction because we think the true story wasn't exciting enough so that anyone who watches this is going to think THIS is the true story.
And, if I hang onto my lead through tonight's game, I could be TIED for first place.
!
Today is Saxophone Day, and Marooned Without a Compass Day.
Susan, in honor of the Saxaphone part, could you play Jimmy Buffett's Saxophones?
I know there's got to be a good song for the marooned part, but my brain is still sleeping and I can't think of one; but I'm sure someone else will come up with a good one.
Oh, btw, I don't see a sofa sitting on the lawn. Hopefully, that's a good sign.
OK, off to work. Byeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
Posted by: slyeyes | November 06, 2006 at 07:59 AM
Good morning. There has been talk, naturally, on the morning talk shows about Rev. (sic) Haggard (an aside - why are these news show so illiterate? Yesterday Jackie noticed one of the crawls spelled it as "Reverand") and forgiveness vs. hypocrisy.
I can understand people like Haggard & Jim McGreevey fighting against urges and desires that they have been taught are sinful and even taking what I personally consider the wrong step of trying to prove (to yourself, mostly) that you're NOT gay by getting married (which is unfair to your wife, to start with).
What I cannot accept is (again, apparently) self-destructive, perhaps self-hating people who spend their public lives railing against others (gays, in this case) when they are gay themselves.
There are too many examples, i.e. Jesse Jackson talking about morality. My uncle was the biggest sinner I know and now that he's 'found' religion (under duress, as it were) he feels free to lecture others on how they live and should live, damning my cousin when she was in her 'exploring the boundaries of her womanhood' period for one.
My belief is that if you are truly religious, more power to you, but lead by your own shining example rather than by telling ME what's wrong with my life and how I have to change.
/end rant
Sorry, didn't mean to go on like that but once I got started there was a lot to say. Ask anyone who really knows me and they'll tell you, to me hypocrisy is the thing I really can't stand, going back to Nixon.
I've never had the impression that you disliked lawyers. Yankee bashers, maybe, but lawyers? Nope.
Thanks, bb. I don't. In the old days I may have disliked Yankee bashers but as I've gotten older I've become much more tolerant of even them. As annoying as it can be hearing "Yankees Suck" in Fenway, I find fans yelling "Red Sox Suck" at the Stadium to be just as dumb.
"Perhaps one of our resident weasels attorneys can give us the sleazy legal viewpoint."
Di, don't know who said that but it wasn't me.
Was it?
Sly, I guess people tell lawyer jokes because they're easy and, yes, often funny. Most of the ones I've heard over the years have come from my sister and other lawyers, of course. But since they bother you and Di I'll be more original in the future and not fall back on easy stuff.
The fact is, there are sleazy lawyers out there just as there are sleazy members of every other profession. Unfortunately for the legal profession, We get to see a higher percentage of the sleazy lawyers than the sleazy other professions on the news. I think that adds to the 'lawyer jokes' factor, but there could be other reasons.
Special thanks this morning to rita for the (non-lawyer) joke. Now that was funny!
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | November 06, 2006 at 08:07 AM
Sly, I think there is a hierarchy of movies: 'based on a true story' is supposed to be closer to the truth than 'inspired by a true story'.
In this case it seems there was a horse that broke the cannon bone in the leg, recovered, and went on to ride in the Distaff Breeders Cup, where it finished ninth. Of course, this was Hollywoodized in Dreamer: Inspired by a True Story but I won't give it away for those who might watch and enjoy it later. Anyway, it was as much a "family redemption" story as a horse story.
Plus, the ending will not be a surprise to anyone over the age of ten, in all likelihood.
In the late 50s most songs seemed to have a sax break in the middle. King Curtis played on a lot of them.
Maybe Susan could also play "Yakety Yak" or "Tequila" in home of Saxophone Day.
Marooned? How about the "(Theme From) Gilligan's Island"? Or not.
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | November 06, 2006 at 08:16 AM
... the horse dies ...
disclaimer: kibby didn't watch the movie.
Posted by: Kibby F5™ | November 06, 2006 at 08:26 AM
The butler did it.
He also did the maid, the gardner and the pool boy.
The butler got around.
I haven't seen the movie yet either.
Jeff ~ yup it was.
I just discovered I can bribe my boss with a roll of smarties. Hot d@mn!
Posted by: wolfie | November 06, 2006 at 08:33 AM
Sly, I think there is a hierarchy of movies: 'based on a true story' is supposed to be closer to the truth than 'inspired by a true story'.
I had never thought of there being any difference. I just assumed at least half of everything was... embellished, to say the least, no matter what disclaimer was plastered on the screen just before the beginning.
Posted by: Marie in Kourou | November 06, 2006 at 08:47 AM
Good morning! I'm very sore. We raked leaves both days this weekend, and have only gotten halfway around the house. And I thought I was done with physical labor for awhile.
Had a great visit with Rita the other night. I heated up this flatbread pizza thingy with gruyere cheese from Trader Joe's that made the house smell like gym socks. Lucky Rita! ;)
Last night we went to our favorite restaurant. It's no longer our favorite restaurant. We've been going to it for about 10 years, since it opened. The last 2 times we went there, we had disappointing experiences. The first disappointment was JU's portion of their most excellent ribs. We both got an order of them, but his portion wound up about half the size of mine. I remember the days when the manager would tell us that they're just not serving the ribs because they just don't meet their standards of quality. Last night, we had to listen to pop music blaring out of the speakers. During Sunday night dinner. What restaurant plays POP music with the likes of Britney Spears pounding through the sound system? It was so irritating. And distracting. I complained to the manager. I said that I felt like I was in a shopping mall. They said it was a fluke. I'm not sure I want to take that chance again. *sigh*
Posted by: Leetie | November 06, 2006 at 09:05 AM
Susan, how about Europa by Gato Barbieri for sax day?
Posted by: BigD® | November 06, 2006 at 09:19 AM
No kibby, the horse doesn't die, but good guess.
You get the set of flatware and the home version of our game.
I'm beginning to think the "can't post" thing may be a return of the IP problem I had a couple of years ago. I couldn't post and checked the IP and it started 64. I went off and came back on and it was 152 and this time looks like I can post.
My sister just called for congratulations on the new addition to their family: a beagle. (Jackie spoke to her so I don't know details about age or sex or name.) It was kind of pathetic, as she told Jackie that Charles (her husband) had always wanted a dog because "his dog was his only friend as a kid". Also, C.J. wanted a pet, so I guess we'll see how he does with it.
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | November 06, 2006 at 09:21 AM
Beagles always make me think of the Beatles (I thought this as a child as well). All you need is love, doo doo-doo-doo-dooooo.
Mutts are my favorites, though. Dogs or cats or anything, really.
Posted by: Marie in Kourou | November 06, 2006 at 09:35 AM
for being marooned day, how about 'message in a bottle' (police)?
Posted by: insomniac | November 06, 2006 at 09:42 AM
I got hideously lost (no surprise to me) on the way to Leetie's house Saturday night. I realized once I got in the car that I'd left the map our the hotel room. I'm horrible with directions anyway. I started off in one direction and turned around and went another direction and
Dave's on Today next!
Posted by: rita | November 06, 2006 at 09:47 AM