« Previous | Main | Next »

December 28, 2004

WE DON'T THINK THIS IS AT ALL WEIRD

Wanna touch our Eve 6 towel?

(Thanks to Heather Jackson)

Comments

***stealing 5 Minutes... well... 30 minutes for the MOAT***

Susan
RE: His desire to pee outside as much as possible...I could, I guess, get used to that. He doesn't have any really close neighbors, so no one would see him. But still..

To quote El - "EXACTLY!" .. As soon as we moved to the country, thats the things that the Hubby got the most excited about... that he could walk out on our porch on a Sat morning and go pee and NO ONE would see him. Except for me and his daughters. *squirm*
When I voiced my displeasure he assured me that the first thing the other males in our (HIS) family would do when they visit would be to pee off the porch.*shudder* I alredy need therapy for accidentally walking in on his father peeing... I do NOT want to walk outside my house and see ALL the men in his family "getting in touch with nature"!!
I'm trying to figure out a way to make a rule that only females can visit us...


*Going back to see what else was said*

Susan, is he marking his territory when he does that? (peeing outside.)

[grabs one of kaf's coffee's]

Tusen Taks.

Susan, are you sure that is dried snot in the shirt?

I must say, I have a low-grade hobby of collecting government-related conspiracy theories, and I find the believers in them tend to have a strong "control" urge. When faced with the complexity of reality, some of these folks latch onto some aspect of questionable truths they can monopolize to deal with it. They don't tend to listen well or change easily. My opinion here, do not make any life-affecting decisions based on what I say, for you get what you pay for in terms of psychoanalysis [smirks at working "pscycho" into dull comment to honor Mr. Hitchcock]

Bangi: I pity your bf. You are such a tease!

Tamara: So good to hear that things are smooth.

[ambles over to give wolfie some "hearty thumps"]

*S&S in*

Just, suppose you have a valid reason to nail the toilet seat down now.

*S&S out*
*cape gets Jello'd*

Ooh, that'll stain.

This question came up on the radio this morning: How many people pee in the shower? (apparently, a lot) -- Wasn't that on Seinfeld?

And here's a chuckle for today:

ANNUAL NEOLOGISM CONTEST
Once again, The Washington Post has published the winning submissions
to its yearly contest, in which readers are asked to supply alternate
meanings for common words. And the winners are:

1. Coffee (n.), the person upon whom one coughs.
2. Flabbergasted (adj.), appalled over how much weight you have gained.
3. Abdicate (v.), to give up all hope of ever having a flat stomach.
4. Esplanade (v.), to attempt an explanation while drunk.
5. Willy-nilly (adj.), impotent.
6. Negligent (adj.), describes a condition in which you absentmindedly
answer the door in your nightgown.
7. Lymph (v.), to walk with a lisp.
8. Gargoyle (n.), olive-flavored mouthwash.
9. Flatulence (n.) emergency vehicle that picks you up after you are
run over by a steamroller.
10. Balderdash (n.), a rapidly receding hairline.
11. Testicle (n.), a humorous question on an exam.
12. Rectitude (n.), the formal, dignified bearing adopted by proctologists.
13. Pokemon (n), a Rastafarian proctologist.
14. Oyster (n.), a person who sprinkles his conversation with Yiddishisms.
15. Frisbeetarianism (n.), The belief that, when you die, your Soul
flies up onto the roof and gets stuck there.
16. Circumvent (n.), an opening in the front of boxer shorts worn by Jewish men.

*blushing*

Well Kibby, since you asked... it went ok, and then the next one was excellent!

Friday night Glow-in-the-dark-mini-golf-man:

We met up around 8pm, and took one car to the mini-golf place. We had fun...he bought me those silly glow in the dark glasses and we wore them while we played. At first I was having issues getting the ball in the hole, but by Hole 6 my strokes were getting better and by the end of the night I actually won!

Ended up at a nice restaurant for dinner, but the weather was quickly turning to crap outside, so we hurried through the meal to try and get back towards our area of the corn before the full blown white out happened. We parted ways, and he said he would phone me the next day... which he did.

So whats the matter you ask??
I'm not attracted to him. Not in the slightest. He's a fantastic man, but theres just nuttin there for me at all... is that terrible? By no means am I teeny tiny, but this man is huge. I mean HUGE. I feel terrible for having an issue with it, but I do, and I don't want him to think that its something I can look past and see the person he is, because even though for the most part I can and am able to, I also cant help but wonder if we did end up "getting it on", HOW would that work? I work in accounting for heaven sakes, numbers are my specialty - I just don't see the logistics working out in my favor here.

I'd like someone elses opinion who has had to deal with such an issue... or just your opinions in general..... if y'all think I'm being too picky about the visual appearence of the guy, let me know, ok?

Date #2 with Mr. Harley Davidson Graphics Designer -
AWESOME. AWESOME. AWESOME. Great sarcastic but not overly so, personality. Witty, charming... sweet. Very well spoken and intellectual. Has had his own business and worked for Harley Davidson doing all their graphics work for about 7 years now. Home and cat owner. Great taste in music. Average size and appearence. We've already made plans for this week, the weekend and then 2 dates in April.

*glowing*

So Kibby.... any suggestions? Thoughts? Words of wisdom? How are things in your neck of Europe by the way..?

em-chay-ails-tray.

*still trying to figure it out*

*needs a new brain*

Kibby -

Hmm... but if I did that, my luck he would decide to actually pee inside, then I would be ambushed by a wet toilet seat in the middle of the night!


*shudder*


(btw - thats my hugest pet-peeve and gross out. )

*slides in*

COOOOOOL!

Well, Di. Sounds like you've figured it out yourself. My neck of Europe? We finally got above freezing for the 1st extended (over 12 hrs) time in 5 weeks. But I'm not counting on spring yet.

*slips out*

*gotta work out that stain*

I can't figure it out either, Just - I thought it was only me -

But I don't care because Cute Guy is coming over in a while and we are spending the afternoon together! Going to see about car repair and then lunch!

Make-up on: check
House tidied up: check
Sitting by window watching and waiting while playing on computer: Priceless!

El -
Heh.. sounds fun. Flirt xtra for me!

*suffering from an extreme lack of flirtation*


Can you die from this????

*slips in*

Just, don't know about die'ng, but MeThinks it's a serious depressant... Mad might know the recommended dossage.

*zips in*

yes, kibby, we could all use some of what Mad has!!

*zips out*

kibby -

ooooh... good point! I wonder if she has a vial that can cure me....


*Waiting (im)patiently for Mad*


*trying to stay awake*

*comtemplating taping eyelids open*

*contemplating, too*

Slyeyes, he may well be marking his territory. Needless to say, I'm not planning to walk around the back yard barefoot...

The nose-blowing, well, it may have been a one time thing. Or not. I don't know. And on the thought of that going in the laundry, well I have been thinking. I do ocassionally use handkerchiefs rather than tissues. They do have to be washed, and I usually wash them with sheets and towels, hot water, bleach, etc. They do ocassionally get left in with regular laundry, so it's kind of the same thing. And which would be worse, doing a load of wash, forgetting to check the pockets before hand, and finding that there was a wad of used tissues in a pocket? Or a well used handkercheif? Knowing the handkercheif would get clean, where as the tissue would disintegrate and get all over everything? Not that I've ever done that. Of course not. I always check all the pockets before I do the wash.

Oh well.

Thank you all for your thoughts. Great bunch of people here.

Kibby, I like your idea. *puts on thinking cap*

....ah, what idea?

*goes to Heinz for said idea*

d@mn CRS!

em-chay ails-tray...

I get it, but, again don't want any crazy people searching for that to end up here.

Hint: Pig Latin.

Wet toilet seat? Sure beats my cousin who was sleepwalking and whizzed in a refrigerator.

Kibby, the contest/poll idea.

Sly, I love the Neologisms. And not just because of the name.

Kaf, I googled hahaha, and I'm afraid I don't get it. Is my #10 the same as your #10?

Bangi, sorry; didn't mean to completely scare you. But if your mouse has died, can we somehow harness whatever happened and ship it to Sandy?

Peeing outside? If you are camping, fine. If you are out working in the field, ok. But if there is a toilet nearby, doesn't it seem better to use the appropriate facilities? I mean... ewwww.

Di, in my experience, you cannot force yourself to be attracted to somebody. If the chemistry isn't there, it probably won't ever be there. Although it can happen: sometimes when you grow to care enough about somebody, you learn to see him differently. Wait; what am I doing? Di, never, never listen to a word I say when it comes to relationships.

Kibby, I like the contests.

Eleanor, while it's true that we could all use a litle of what Mad has, I don't think she wants to share him.


alex - hmmmph! I knew it was Pig Latin - I just coldn't translate it until I saw Kaf's site because I was sying a "soft" "c" instead of a hard one!

*hee, hee, I said hard*

*zips out*

I did Post and it stuck, and then I did kibby and it went in a nanosecond!!

Yay, kibby!

p.s. I know there are ty pos in my previous post but I don't care enough to change them -

Booger!

*zips out again*

2nd what neo says to Di, DON'T trust what She says about relationships!

Thanks susan, that's the only thing I could come up with too - unless you meant the nailing the toilet seat down, or the "check his basement" comment.

*slides out*

Coooool

Alex - I got that it was pig latin... still didn't get what she was talking about though.


Susan - umm... ok. I got nuttin'. I looked at the site, and goggled some more, and have come to the conclusion that they (the theorists) are all smoking crack. No offense to your special friend. :)


- ust-Jay

El, just don't cause a nuclear scare with the typos, OK?

Kibby/Susan/Neo, thanks for being supportive. I called Tamara (who by the way - I failed to mention this earlier when we talked for the first time last week - is SUCH a doll! I can't wait to meet her, I think I might have to hug her!) when I told her about him after the date, she offered the same suggestion you guys did, which is pretty much what I'm feeling. BUT it doesn't make it any less hard to stop feeling as though I am being a jerk about not liking someone just because they might be of the XXXL variety.

*le'sigh*

But, its more than that. Neo, I think you're partially right - if there were actualy chemistry there, I might be quicker to look past his size, but as it is, its just not happening. I feel like a terrible person for it though.

Did Kaf leave any extra killer coffees? I could go for another round...


Susan - the peeing off into the wild thing is just really freaking me out. You must really like the rough and rugged. :) A MANLY MAN aye?

*winks at Susan*

It's okay, I used to be attracted to those types too. Not anymore, now I seem to really like graphic designers who tell me that they have a fantastic ability to picture someone nekkid and be able to draw them from memory. Lovely right? My ex could do this and now Harley Man. It makes breaking up that much harder, not only do you have to make sure you've got all your valuables but you also have to search for any and all nekkid pictures of yourself so he doesnt share them with the world, or worse yet, his friends post splitsville.

*looks around for another Killer Coffee or Moatarita*

What was Kaf's site???


*looking around for a map*

A MANLY MAN aye?

Just so long as he doesn't start mumbling about wanting to be a lumberjack...

ROFL

Marvin! How did you know??
Flannel shirts, carpenter jeans and chewing tobacco and Bambi jerky in his shirt pocket!

"...I love to pick wildflowers...I put on women's clothing and hang around in bars..."

*snort*

He does have a wood stove...hasn't started muttering about being a lumberjack, though. That might be a little too much.


Yep, he's a big manly man. I'm 5'8", He's 6'3". He towers over me. And he has a leather jacket that fits me. I want the coat.

*loves Di a Killer Coffee and a moatarita, so she has to decide*

*grabs the moatarita while Di is busy Rolling around On The Floor with Marvin*

*debates, looking at the Moatarita in her left hand and killer coffee in her right*

*decides the best decision is not to decide*

*slams the Moatarita, and chases it with the killer coffee*

Thanks Susan... I needed those!

*re-reads Susans post*

Susan, wait a minute.. He has a wood stove? Where the heck does he live? Is that common in your area too? Excuse me for being surprised, but I've lived in Chicago all my life, except for 2 episodes of Houston which although they did scar and scare me, never really made me go back in time any. We always had modern appliances... so a wood stove to me is like something that Lincoln used...seriously, is that typical out there? If so, thats really cool.

[I am not being sarcastic either, I think its neat that people still have wood burning stoves!]

I miss my wood cook stove. *sighs* Even if cooking on it was a pain.

Deon ~ ^5 and a belly bump dude.

*wonders if that's the first time I've ever been thumped?*

*considers admitting I once used a shirt as kleenex* In my own defense, I had the flu, was all alone and had no more kleenex in the house and wasn't sure I should sacrifice my last roll of t.p. to the cause.
*slinks off in embarrassment*

Di, it's not actually a wood stove that he uses for cooking. I think he called it a buck stove...uses it to supplement his electric central heat in the winter to save money. He has an electric stove/oven for cooking, dishwasher, microwave oven, even (despite his actions sometimes) indoor plumbing. *snort* He can cook on it, baked potatoes are good baked in it...but it is not by any means his main cooking appliance.

Ooooh! Ok Susan. I gotcha. Well either way, its neat. I have a friend in Canada who's family has one to supplement their heat also.

*wishes she had a wood burning stove so she could light fires too*

*slides in*

*hides extra paintings of Di*

WHAT!?

They were just laying around and I didn't want to embarrass her... really!

Wolfie, in a case like that it's understandable. I wouldn't use the tp either if it was my last roll and I was sick. And you were all alone.

He did this sitting right next to me. That kind of skeeved me.

Joshkr puts on women's clothes? I thought he was more interested in getting them off...

A new member joined the Y! today. "Dances with Turkeys" Is that any of you under a new name?

I knew it was you all along Kibby!

You play innocent, but deep down, we all know that you are fully capable of reaching Joshkr's levels of naughtiness... perhaps even surpassing him!

*slinks off*

Hey! Anyone know how to get this strawberry stain off my cape?

....it all started with the stained cape....

Neo - it isn't me, but I wish I had thought of the name!!! :)

Di, this is true. Kibby has been flashing around here of late. Not that I mind, of course.

*flash*

On a different note, I just looked at the national weather service site. It is calling for sleet Wednesday thru Thursday. Oh come on. It was 85 yesterday. This is insane.

Dances with Turkeys? Nope, not me.

Kibby - Best suggestion is.. buy a new cape? Or, we can recruit some female Moaties to lick it for you... Not me, I don't like jello.

*hides Turkeys back in the closet*

*waves at Neo*

Turkeys? I dunno anything about any Turkeys...

And for the record, its not me either.

*pouting because she didn't think of the name too*

I will gladly apply for any jello licking positions, as long as it involves jello applied to skin.

Kibby - sorry darlin'. I'm with Di... buy a new cape. Or, you can give your cape to me and I'll have it dry cleaned....
*crossing fingers behind back*

*psssst* does Kibby have anything on under the cape?????

dunno Di, first the paintings and now the Turkey?

*wonders if she's setting me up*

Maybe I'll just stain the rest of the cape. The "Strawberry Colored Cape of Can't Touch This!"

.... hum, gotta work on that ....

Off topic, but not really, but still off topic question:

I'm admiring my Men of the Moat calendar, and I see that tomorrow is "Everything You Think is Wrong Day"... Can someone please explain this Moat holiday and any traditions or festivities that may go along with it? I'd like to be prepared and make a casserole or cheesecake if I could.

Uh! Uh! Cheesecake!

*nudges Just to the front of the Jello licking line*

Ewh.. you can have all of mine - jello makes me gag.

Kibby, now why would you think something like that?? Come on now, I've got the perfect solution to take that jello out of that cape for you, just follow me to the dark corner of the Moat..

What? Oh, yes, I guess you could actually bring the cape with you.

Umm... I think it means that everything that you think you know that is right, is really wrong. So you need to beleive the opposite. But then if you think that the opposite is true, then IT becomes wrong, so really you can't win and the holiday is an excuse to NOT Think for one whole day and not feel bad about it.

I think?

*brain hurts*


Ok... time for my daily tryst with traffic... ya'll kids have fun!!!!


*wavin' buh-bye*

Kibby, while I don't know how to get the stain out, I DO know a way to make it so it won't be so noticeable. C'mere... no, just step over here a little further. That's it.

Ready blogettes?

*pushes Kibby in to the Jello Pit™*
*all the blogettes pounce on him and rub jello all over him*

Howdy all! So this is GraceMOAT? Cool! Ooh look, porn on the coffee table!

I'm a bit concerned everyone. See, I *think* I'm getting paid tomorrow. But if you all check your Joshkr Calendars™, you can see why I'm worried...

From my vantage point, Kibby is going commando under the cape.

Probably why he was flashing.

tee hee hee

triple post with Just and Di! *big grin*

Thanks for the insight guys! I'll be all sorts of prepared tomorrow, and be sure to remember to *think* not to *think*. I think.

*hurts herself thinking and falls into the Moat*

*waving as she floats away*

Its for the best guys... I have to get home anyway. My sister got the final "hell no" from her hubby about getting the dog, and she is beside herself. Has forgotten all and any sense of rationality it seems. She called him a jerk because he told her he didn't want a doggie and wouldn't help her take care of it. I called him *smart*.

Well, have a good evening, and I'll check in when I get home...

*blows wet kisses at the Moat*

*does the doggie paddle down the Moat all the way home*

Turkey Man isn't me, either. I'm not that obsessed with sandwiches. But it is a he. Wanna know how I know? Because I looked at his profile. You can, too. I won't link it here, jic (of whatever), but you can access it through the Y!MOAT.
He seems an amiable chap, but you never know if that picture was taken right before he broke into that house behind him and used the poor family's t-shirts as handkerchiefs...

See!? Di's got my Penguin Thong and she's NOT trying to set me up?

He he, I said "up".

D@mn! NOW I've got jello every where. Ok, where's the twister? Might as well enjoy this.

Sure makes slipping in and sliding out much easier on the skin too!

Now, see, I interpreted 'Everything You Think Is Wrong' Day as being the day that I could address everything that I think is wrong and not get punched in the nose. But on giving it some more thought, I think I may be wrong.

Well, I think you're wrong too, but if everything I think is wrong, then, QED, you're right.

Rhea- I got the same one when I googled. made me spit my coffee out.

*throws out Twister mat*

Dang, and now I gotta go KungFu traffic.

*dives into the Moat and heads the opposite direction of Di*

*Does not pee in the Moat, has a perfectly good backyard for that ;) *

That's One Looong Wrong you got there Mike.

You should be proud!

[can be heard faintly from far off in the distant Moat]

But on giving it some more thought, I think I may be wrong.

Posted by: Peri on March 14, 2005 06:51 PM

Not until tomorrow Peri.

'Everything I Do Is Wrong' day, I can really understand. Like, if I wash the car this afternoon, tonight the temperature will plummet below measurable range and I will be unable to get into my car until July. If I decide to catch the 8:15 bus instead of the 8:05 one, the 8:15 won't come and I'll be late for work. Whichever checkout aisle I choose, that register will immediately run out of paper, someone's milk carton will leak and they will have to get a new one, and the person in front of me will try to write a check without having a driver's liscense. You know how it is.

But every little thing I do is magic.

*vanishes in a puff of purple smoke, smelling lightly of lilacs*

Ho Ho HO! It's Magic, I knooowww

*pulls a quarter out of kibby's ear*

*pulls a rabbit out of a her hat*

That was a great trick! I'm not wearing a hat! I am wearing pants, for some reason.

*begins pulling a never-ending series of tied silk hankerchiefs out of her pocket*

Here, Susan, take a few of these these to the Natural Man. Although, I've always hankerchiefs (handkerchiefs? hankerchiffs?) were kinda icky, too.

I've always THOUGHT etc, etc!

At least, I thought I did. Apparently, I thought wrong. I seem to have propelled myself forward in time to tomorrow. Quick, someone give my chain an yank and pull me back!

*yanks Peri's chain*

Darn, sly, I was at the the track just getting ready to record the race results so I could make a bundle tomorrow! Still, it's probably for the best - everything is so weird and alien in the future. I felt like a stranger in a strange land.

*puts anchor at the end of Peri's chain*

*drops said anchor into the MOAT*

There, that'll hold her.

When Peri asked someone to yank her,
Sly did, thinking Peri would thank her
But Peri lost at the track
And she cannot get back
Because Kibby has cast out her anchor.

I was firmly anchoring her to the MOAT.

Does that mean tomorrow Peri will still be anchored to today? *confused*

*hope her chain wasn't too short*

*quickly calls in the lifeguards for Peri.

Kibby, how did you make the spaces?? My spaces get erased.

Just got an email from Debbie; she has had some changes at work that make blogging more difficult, but she says hello and she'll be back soon!

[ul] [/ul] I was testing underline. No idea what ul means. Latin for spaces (tap)?

I'm new around here. Is there a Women of the Moat calendar?

HEY!!! MOATIES!!! What up, yo?

*basking in the afterglow of chicken biryani ala
DJTonyB*

*sipping some yellow tail merlot*

I really need to catch up, but I do know that Josh needs a hug.

{{{Joshkr}}}

Yep Balanchine.

and it's sweeeet!

Hey, I heard Leetie was here.

[takes out note-pad and follows Leetie around making notations]

What a great limerick! And lifeguards, too!

If the MOAT goes into tomorrow, I assume I'll go with it; but if a paradox breaks my neck, I'll never let you hear the end of it, kibby!

Yes, Balanchine, there is, but Joshkr only hands them out as a prize if you can find out which 'Worst Album Cover' is slyeye's uncle.

*also making notations*

♩ ♪ ♭♫ ♬ ♭♩ ♫ �

*looks around*

para ducks? Anyone seen Fed?

neo's got singing blocks?

peri's got a para ducks?

WHAT'S going on around here!

*zips in*

Hey everyone, I'm back from my afternoon with Cute Guy - and although he did sneeze once, he did NOT use his shirt as a Kleenex!

*tries to interpret "Everything I Think is Wrong" Day*

*assumes Zen-like yoga position*

*oooommmmmmmmmmmmmm*

Paradox

Aaaah, para dox!

Yea, heard they can be quite nasty.

.... ankle biters.....

Peri, so long as you don't lay down you should be fine.... just say'n.

Okey doke! *leis kibby but doesn't lay down*

I put a flower garland around his neck, jeesh! you guys! OK, maybe I kissed him once or twice, too, but he's just so durned cute, you can't blame me for that.

Balanchine...email me an address if you want the MOAT calendars

Hi guys. I've heard from Rita a few times. She's been too busy to catch up on the MOAT but went to a posh wedding (as the Brits would say) over the weekend and...drank in front of her parents for the first time in 52 years!

She and Tom will be going down to the Keys in a couple of weeks during her school break.

Di, if I can add in my two cents, if it's not there I don't think you can/should force it. I had a very close friend who weighed 300-350 pounds. He was a high school teacher (an excellent one) and, though he didn't go out that often, did not have trouble getting dates and -- how shall I put this? -- closing the deal, shall we say. Jackie and I always wondered how he managed but he obviously had no problems. Relatively late in life (mid-40s) he married a former students who was over 20 years his junior and they had a child.

Clearly the attraction or the friendship has to come first. I know there are people who are attracted to very large members of the opposite sex but can understand your feelings.

Susan, you had to remind me! I left a tissue in the pocket of a pair of pants I was washing today! And I couldn't even blame Jackie as they were my pants. It was a pair I'd worn in Florida and had just tossed in the hamper without checking first, and naturally THAT was the one with the tissue.

Balanchine: Joshkr is the master of the calendars. It would help if you sent him some $$.

Actually it is about time (based on last year's experience) to start planning the 2006 MOAT calendars.

Peri...how should we divide this up? Want me to put them together and you do the printing and binding?

*grinning at Neo and Deon*

And Leetie...thank you for the hug!!!

Di, I dated a guy for several months even though there wasn't any zing. But he was so nice, boring but nice. I figured the nice guys deserved a chance, so I stayed in the relationship to see if any zing would develop. It never did. I broke off with him when I woke up one morning and found the telephone receiver lying on the pillow next to me. I had fallen asleep while talking to him the night before.

*remembers to work on his zing*

Nite all!

« 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 ... 25 26 »

Verify your Comment

Previewing your Comment

This is only a preview. Your comment has not yet been posted.

Working...
Your comment could not be posted. Error type:
Your comment has been posted. Post another comment

The letters and numbers you entered did not match the image. Please try again.

As a final step before posting your comment, enter the letters and numbers you see in the image below. This prevents automated programs from posting comments.

Having trouble reading this image? View an alternate.

Working...

Post a comment

-
 
About MiamiHerald.com | Terms of Use & Privacy Statement | Copyright | About the McClatchy Company