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August 29, 2005


Next time this guy has a problem with the bank, he'll call customer service and wait on hold like everybody else.


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Cloudy here in Beulahla, ND ... no viewin' the Perseid shower around here tonite I guess ... dunno how far I'd hafta drive to find a clear sky ...

So it drove her to bananas?

I had to read Tuck Everlasting in 3rd, 4th, and 5th Grade. I figured out everything in 3rd. I thought it was sort of trite, and not dealing with anything of substance. I have reread it recently and still view it as such.

I do find it odd that several childrens books consider Good things to be secrets. The 206 year proposing to the 10 year old girl is creepy. The people could have simply come clean to the sherriff. But the idea that good things are not allowed or they will be misused is absurd. It would be the equivalent of discovering pennacilin and refusing to give it out.
So yeah, the book sort of showed that the author only wanted to sound deep. But not actually deal with the matter. Tuck never faces reality and tries to deal with it, he just hides from it for the rest of the book.
My youngest brother dislikes Tom Sawyer because it seems to talk of childhood things. But in reality it is talking about adult things, and showing how childish we really are. Yet allows us to laugh at ourselves the entire time.

So yeah, I dislike Tuck Everlasting. Sorry if it seems a bit blunt, I had to write papers on it 3 years in a row.

Oh yeah, Bridge to Terribethia is amazing. Though I got to say the reason why the boy and girl meet is a bit trite. The feelings at the end are true.

Hardy Boys books are so amazing, They are just fun to read even if they are too easy to under stand.

Chitty Chitty Bang Bang is pretty good.

BTW ... not gonna heinz, but I think I mentioned somethin' about Daughter #3 and her non-attendance @ WE FEST this year, and Rascal Flatt partyin' with her friends who DID attend, and then Garth and Trisha showin' up the next nite @ the campsite ...

Well, if I did ... here's an update ...

Rascal Flatt partyin' with her friends was real ...

Garth and Trisha?

They hoaxed her ... and she bought it ... Hook ... Line ... Sinker ... Boat ... Motor ... cooler, sunscreen, landing net ... she bought the whole thing ...

Sorry about that ... but it's perty funny (IMHO) to think of her still bein' as gullible (at times) as she wuz when she wuz my baby girl ...

Thats pretty cool UO.

Didn't realize a person had to buy a motor to be gullible.

*quietly gets up off the couch, so as not to disturb Southergirl*

Lack of potassium makes people take off their clothes?

*hides the bananas*

(Realizes how that sounds, but leaves it)

blue ~ cye please

neo' ... bananas are one of the best sources of dietary potassium ... even much better than so-called "vitamin/mineral supplements" ... not enuf potassium in your system can lead to seizures, heart attack and other non-fun stuff ... merely sayin' ...

Alfred ... one doesn't hafta buy a motor, but if one does (after all the other stuff accepted/purchased before that point) it is somewhut a gauge of one's gullibility ... usage of the "boat/motor/trailer" phraseology merely continues the allegorical nature of the original reference ... merely ... not fishin' ...

O., I know that lack of potassium can lead to seizures. But I want to see the kilties take off their clothes. I've got my priorities straight.

(geez, it was a JOKE, Omar!)

neo' ... I gnu that! I wuz merely funnin' with ya ...

Besides which already, it's early (here on MDT) and my humor button had yet to be supplied with coffee (Hawaiian, if it matters) ... so ... pedanticismisticalnessization resulted ...


Remember me?

*Rubs eyes*

My own, not Sly's.

*rubs eyes*

Blue's, not mine.

*Rubs Eyes Bumble and Sly*

*nictitates and flips hair*

Sarah, those shoes are gorgeous, just the kind I like.

Once, while on a major shopping spree I bought a pair of shoes that cost - wait for it - $175!!! I was up in Los Angeles at the time, so it seemed like since I was out of town it was OK. But when I got home I was totally freaked out that I spent that much, even though I loved them.

When I told my best guy friend how much they cost, he said, and this is a direct quote, " I can't believe how cheap women's shoes are."

WTD? But then I just thought - OK then. :)

I read "Tuck Everlasting" years ago, when I was around 12 (and not for school). It was OK, though far from a favorite. I commiserate, Alfred. Why did your school make you read it so often?

"Number the Stars" was lovely. I have a copy of it somewhere on my bookshelves in Argie. I recommend it, too. (Good taste, Bumble!)

In my American schools, there wasn't a way to order books through the teachers. I just took out hundreds and hundreds of books from the well-stocked local public library and devoured them.

At one point I was into Nancy Drew and the Hardy Boys, but soon grew bored of the plots (they were too simple and disappointing) and moved on to something else. They turned me off mystery novels for a long time. The next mystery I read was the complete Sherlock Holmes when I was about 17 and on vacation with my father and sister. My sister was so impressed at the size of the tome that she decided to bring lots of her books along, but in the end she passed her time by drawing more than reading.

I used to watch "Wishbone," too, Sarah! I loved the dog. He was so expressive that he stole every scene. Hah, now I even have the theme song running through my head... Wishbooooooone. The episode I recall the most vividly was "The Tempest"... hmmm... and "Cyrano de Bergerac."

I can't wait until our order from Amazon arrives. I bought lots of books (half for kids, and half other things: travel, science, etc). I'm going to have to wait a while, though, because it won't even be shipped until around August 21-23.

*loves Kilties some Visine to soothe irritated eyes*

High, everybody. Remember me? (not sure I do either)

Have you noticed that there's a whole different crew blogging on the new posts? I see you guys occasionally out there. NOt that I'm there or here that much.

Last WE I went to my 42 high school reunion (we were celebrating our 60th birthdays this year). My 5 bestfriends all came. We hadn't seen each other or spoken for 42 years. Only one of us had ever been to a reunion. It was hilarious -- we didn't even recognize each other. We also saw others from our class, toured the high school and the AF base where we lived. We spent most of the WE with a drink in one hand and the yearbook in the other (so each time we saw somebody new we could look them up and see if we remembered them). It took all 3 days to catch up on 42 years. We decided to get together once each year someplace neat (like a spa or something).

I'm still recovering from the WE and working 60 hours last week. When I get home at 9:30 or 10 pm, I have just enough energy to eat something and go to bed. I'm ready to cut back hours. Maybe in September.

High, everybody. Remember me? (not sure I do either)

Have you noticed that there's a whole different crew blogging on the new posts? I see you guys occasionally out there. NOt that I'm there or here that much.

Last WE I went to my 42 high school reunion (we were celebrating our 60th birthdays this year). My 5 bestfriends all came. We hadn't seen each other or spoken for 42 years. Only one of us had ever been to a reunion. It was hilarious -- we didn't even recognize each other. We also saw others from our class, toured the high school and the AF base where we lived. We spent most of the WE with a drink in one hand and the yearbook in the other (so each time we saw somebody new we could look them up and see if we remembered them). It took all 3 days to catch up on 42 years. We decided to get together once each year someplace neat (like a spa or something).

I'm still recovering from the WE and working 60 hours last week. When I get home at 9:30 or 10 pm, I have just enough energy to eat something and go to bed. I'm ready to cut back hours. Maybe in September.

I apologize for the double post. Lately, the robot interrupts and requires that copy a code before it will post a reply. Then we wind up with a double post. Is that happening to anybody else? It's weird.


Never happens to any of us.

Not in a million years.



Must be your computer, daisymae ... or else, the operator ...

Yup, that's gotta be it ... or else, global warming ...

(HAR! -- heinz a little and you'll see how much it happens ... no one is immune!)

And, yes, a different gang out there ... NTTAWWT ... merely ... agreein' ...

hiya kilties

*remembers sly*

*Bumble Tackles™ Daisy*

good to see ya!

Alfred, thanks for the info on Tuck. my 12 year old didn't like it, either. I thought Bridge to Terabithia (sp?) was ok.

how do you feel about The Catcher in the Rye? I loved it. :)

and, Bumble, O. the U, I didn't see any meteors, either. I did end up with a sore neck from tryin', tho. :)

Okay, three hours and forty-five minutes is way too long to go with no comment. Wake up, kilties!

Hi guys. What's shaking?

and congrats on your solitaire record. have ya ever played spider solitaire? addictin', I tell ya!

southerngirl, I've been a solitaire addict for years, even though I no longer use cards. Besides spider, I play several others - including La Nivernaise and Forty Thieves - on my Solitaire for Windows. But I'm really addicted to Free Cell, playing all games in order (7355 and counting).

daisymae, good for you. I skipped my 40th reunion last year, as I'm not in touch with anyone from my class and they were holding it at a motel near Newark Airport.

southerngirl: Jackie used to teach Bridge to Terabithia and Tuck Everlasting, among others, so I generally got stuck reading the books she was using. There were others I preferred to those, though they were OK.

Haven't read Catcher in the Rye in 40+ years, though I've read some of Salinger's stories more recently. I'd be afraid to revisit that one.

I remember liking Catcher in the Rye, at least a little bit. In other words, I don't remember hating it (like Julius Ceasar, or Things Fall Apart.)

*tries not to smack her sister upside the head*
Sometimes we're so alike it's scary, and sometimes she totally doesn't understand anything.

Jeff -- trust me I was not in touch with anybody either. Then I got a phone call and I said...yea...naaahhh! Then I got an email from the woman who had been my bestfriend for 4 years of high school. I said yes, and before I new it, 4 of my best friends were coming. I found out that all four of them had been transferred (our dad's were in the air force) within a week of our graduation. No wonder we lost touch.

It was touching, and fun, and inspiring to see them after 42 years.

Sarah~ I didn't like Julius Ceasar either, and I didn't finish Things Fall Apart. Each group in my lit class was assigned to present the story from the perspective of one character in the manner in which they chose. My group got Ikemefuna, and he died pretty early on, so I didn't read the rest. We did a skit about his life and times, and I played Okonkwo. We totally hammed it up. It was hilarious.

I got a giant can of yams from a discount shop (it was about the size of my head) and I covered everything on the label except the picture with a giant label that said, "Umuofia's Best Yams." Our urn of palm wine was water in Gladware, and we had butter knives for machetes. This is what comes of professors leaving students to their own devises for two days while they're going to teaching conferences in Hawaii on the set of "Lost."

devices, I meant.

I like how you devised your devices, Bumble ... sounds somewhut like some of my theatre groups over the years ... mostly fun ...

*wonders if she still has a copy of the script*

*ducks into MS Word to see*

Well, it wasn't in my computer files, but I pulled the attachment out of my old school mail, so it is now. I'll post it on the Y kilties for anyone who's interested. It won't make much sense if you haven't read the story, but we all thought it was a hoot.

*reads script*


*staggers in*

*trips and fortuitously falls on the Couch 'o Total Inebriation*

*flops like a rag doll while head lolls to one side*


Howz everybuggy doin'??

*ignores the phillistine heathens who didn't like one of the most important and influential novels in all of history, 'cuz she's very, very drunk at the moment*

sharon~ Are you talking about Ceasar, or Things Fall Apart?

I posted the skit on Y kilties; read if you dare. It's pretty dumb, but funny in places. If you've read the story. Or the first half of it anyway.

psssst....Bumble...Julius Caesar isn't a novel

Don't worry, tho...my students ALWAYS do that with genres.

i've read Things Fall Apart and No Longer At Ease...liked 'em both...

thinking about Julius Caesar made me think of this(to the tune of the Modern Major-General song or Tom Lehrer's element song)

The Roman Emperors

There's Augustus and Tiberius, Caligula, and Claudius
Then Nero, Galba, Otho, Vitellian, that's obvious
Vespasian and Titus and Domitian and Nerva
Then Trajan, Hadrian , Antoninus, that's more than you deserve-a!

Marcus called Aurelius,then his son named Commodus
(who was the one from that movie whose actions were so vomitous)
Pertinax and Julian and Septimius the Severus

There are so many others besides those that I have given...
But you would do much better in reading Edward Gibbon!

Oh, you did specify novel in your insult to our taste. I didn't see that. I was just thinking written works in general.

Anyway, now that I know what you were talking about, I didn't dislike Things Fall Apart. The only reason I didn't finish it was that it was long (compared to the other stuff I was reading for that class; it was mostly short stories and poetry) and I had midterms. It was okay; it just wasn't one of my favorites. :-)

*is careful not to add injury*

*puts a kiltie band-aid over ouchy insult*


sharon, m'dear, I was teasing you. I'm not insulted. But I'm sure you knew that. :-)

And whether we had fun reading it or not, we certainly had fun with it. I'm afraid we were most irreverent. Achebe was probably rolling in his grave. Our teacher was cracking up though.

One group (I think it was the one assigned to tell the perspective of Okonkwo's three wives) acted theirs out using Barbie dolls. Our group was voted best by the class; the Barbie girls tied for second with the Okonkwo group.

*channels Rick Overton and Kevin Pollak*

Franjean: Where did everybody go?

Rool: Maybe it was something we said!

G'night everybody!

Well, nobuddy really asked, but I have pix of the chinfullastitches grandson ... here ... squeamish types might wanna not look here ... merely sayin' ... it kinda shook me up, when I first saw it, and I wuz sorta prepared ...

At least his mom cleaned the boogers out of his nose before she took the pix ...

She says it hasn't slowed him down ... at all ... of course, this one doesn't show the stitches in the clavicular area ... only about four, there ...

Hi Kilties! Finally figured out this sad, pathetic dial up situation, so now I can find you all when I need my blog fix. Phew!

Made it to the lake, which is still gorgeous. See you all soon!

Yuck, that last line reads far too much like a postcard. I blame dial-up.

I blame global warming.

Just making sure, Bumble. *SMOOCH* Would hate for you to think I was truly passing judgment on anyone. But I was in a right foul mood tonight, so things might have come out a bit wrong. Sorry again for that.

Good night, Kilties. If you can, please spare a thought for me around 2:00pm blog time tomorrow. I'm going in for an x-ray of my neck and doctor's appointment, just to make sure things are healing okay. I've had a few hiccups in the healing process recently, and they want to check and see what's what in there. I'll let you know what they say tomorrow.

I blame John Crocker. Who ever he is.

I don't know why we had to read it. Wait, yes I do. It was part of the advanced reading levels class I had to take. For some odd reason the teachers all thought it was a book that we would like. So every year we read it. My 4th grade teacher was just happy to find good books in English. She was an immigrant from Germany.
The 3rd grade teacher might have been right.
The 5th grade teachers might have thought that we where now at the proper level to read it.
I find this odd because 5th grade was when I realized that I could read well. I read Les Miserables because of a teacher recomendation, and Dracula. Dracula was my first and still holds a special place in my heart.
I have always hated how Van Helsing has turned into this adventurous vampire hunter. He was just an expert on strange illness' and there fore was able to realize what was going on. He did every thing he could to save the life of his patient. Not as an adventurer but as an old man who loves his patient. His monologue on King Laugh still holds true.

Les Miserables was quite good. The characters stay in your head years after. I can't say I caught everything. And I think I missed a couple of pages somewhere. But the story was amazing. Jean Val Jean trying to become a good man, and over come his past. Rober who demands justice over mercy. Cossette who deserves to grow up with kindness. The rebelion. The street urchan singing his merry song while being shot at. Never realizing he is saving his own father.

Sorry, the books are getting to me. I just reread a classic, Where's Waldo. Truly an interesting question that drives the book forward.

Marcus called Aurelius,then his son named Commodus
(who was the one from that movie whose actions were so vomitous)

I read Insom's little poem in a cheery camp sing-along style, so that line made me stop and snork.

I never read "Things Fall Apart," and I should. I didn't know it was appropriate reading material in schools, though.

*sigh* I can't help but check the calendar every day to see how much longer until my order of books gets shipped.

I went back and clicked on UO's link... Wow, the scar looks worse than it sounded! Cute kid though, UO.

**GRUMP ALERT. The following shall remain in effect until further notice**

Please do not wake me for anything less than a giant full-strength mug of steaming coffee.


Not even a hug & kiss? ;-)

I tried to read "Things Fall Apart" but my copy was missing too many pages (HAR)

{{{sharon}}} love and good thoughts go witcha girlie!!

*cranks up the industroKILTiecoffemachine for Meanie*


Best wishes; I hope everything goes all right.

*pounces on Blue*

Wake up! Time to play with the kilties! If you don't wakey wakey, I might be forced to bounce around with CR for a while, and s-girl will have to confiscate my halo again. We don't want that, do we?

*loves Blue some coffee*

*sees that it is making no effect whatsoever on Blue*

*loves Blue lots and lots of coffee*

(I didn't know coffee flowers were so pretty! Coffee plantations must be lovely when the plants are blooming.)


I hope she's having decaf.


Due to overwhelming response (thanks to all), the earlier alert is hereby revised to read: Do not stand between Meanie the Blue and a Men's Room.

*zips in*


Nothing good about it so far.

*sends Sharon positive thoughts*

private message to KDF - I called youon your cell and left a message.

*Checking out for a while to prepare large package of encouragement and hiccup suppressant for Sharon*

YaY! El got posted!!

carp! I meant to post that on the thread in question.

I needa nap.

*loves all the Kilties a giant mug of their preferred beverage*

Les Miserables was quite good. The characters stay in your head years after.

Yes they do, Alfred. Like 40 years later they are still there in my head.

A fun thing to do is to walk around PAris and look for the things Victor Hugo described.

That made me sound very smart. And a little too cultured.

Hello, Kilties...I'm back. And I'm okay. No huge, hairy monsters in the xray, thank goodness, but doc thinks a few more tests are in order. In the meantime, he prescribed good drugs and physical therapy, so I should be just fine.

Thanks for your kind and loving thoughts...they really do make a difference.


I have the same thing happen with Zola's Germinal, Alfred. My Giant Frog is from the far north of France (smack on the border with Belgium), and while reading the novel I kept recognizing place names. Those that I didn't, I looked up and now know where they are.

Someday I'd like to take a tour of a mine not far from Lille which is now being left for nature to do its work. The coal heaps have grass growing all over, and apparently it's a very good birdwatching (and general animal-watching) place.

Unrelated to Germinal... I'd also love to see one of the old trenches left untouched since the Great War. I've seen pictures of them in the paper because schoolchildren in that part of France often visit them with their history teachers. The trenches are still visible, though they and the fields all around are now covered with the green grass of Flanders.

{{{{Sharon}}}} Yayyyy for the absence of huge, hairy monsters!

Good deal, SSA ... keep up the good werk (of stayin' hairy-monster free ...)

MiK ... yeah, mebbe he's cute, but that's not a very good angle ... and ... I stand by my "Dennis the Menace" comparison ... um ... whut rhymes with "Kyle" ... ?

Quiet day.

SSA, glad to hear you had good results.

This kind of talk gets me hot.


Auntie Em, where am I?

Kyle the Trial? As in "trials and tribulations"...

MiK -

I just saw your suggested moniker for Kyle ... and I wuz talkin' to MB(RH?) as I saw it ...

We agree ... it fits ... tnx muchly ...

sock monkey pictures are up on my site. :) soooooo cute!!

I miss my Kiltie friends!


pssst, El, got yer message ;)

My lame connection here doesn't like the Dave Blog much (refresh time is awful and often signs me off before posting.) I have been writing (in Word, then transferring) in my Blogspot blog though, so please click me and visit!

*ponders pervy interpretations of "click me"*

*leaves it*

Having a good time with Mom and Dad, the kids are happy, the lake is beautiful, and the wine supply is evidently endless. Glad I can check in here at night, though. :)

{{{Kilt, its inhabitants and assorted couches}}}


Huge Hairy monsters on the neck? Should learn to shave better.

Why is it Germinal?

The name I mean. Germinal seems like an odd word.

Oh yeah I was in an Iron Chef cook off. My team got in 2nd place, the other team came Next to last.

This was a two-team cookoff then, Alfred?


hey Blue. are we a bit grouchy again this mornin'?

*luvs Blue a huge cup of coffee*

No, SG, this isn't grouchy. This is my autopilot-to-work-then-attempt-to-engage-brain state, only it's not working. Grouchy is next.

Morning, all.

KDF: I hope you had Sam perform his ABC's of belching for the grandparents.

In fact, you should tape it for posterity.

*pounces on Blue to give him a hug & kiss and forestall the grumpy state*

*Banishes grumpy-grouchy state in favor of pouncage*

before i g**gle it, a guess, Germinal was the name of one of the months in the French Revolutionary calendar. as part ofthe reaction against the church, they created a new calendar with nature-related names for the months. the most famous name of these months today is probably Thermidor, during one of them there was a coup, that (again a guess) inspired a lobster dish...

*grins cheerily because her plan worked*

*Grins cheerily because ..... just because*

*wanders in*

*is blinded by the flashing white of pearly teeth from all the grinning*

*stumbles around clutching at eyes*

*falls on her posterity*

Hmm. Looks like someone put a cheering charm on Blue.

*dashes off to consult Professor Flitwick*

southerngirl~ Don't fall on posterity! You'll squash my future!

Careful who you flit your wick with or ya might find yourself without a wick to flit with.

I've been off playing Civilization IV (and losing), so Insom beat me to explaining the meaning of Germinal.

For what it's worth, a little more detail from Wikipedia (I had to look up the meaning of the month's name, as every one of them has something to do with harvesting and the weather):

The title, Germinal, is drawn from the springtime seventh month of the French Revolutionary Calendar, and is meant to evoke imagery of germination, new growth and fertility. Accordingly, Zola ends the novel on a note of hope, and one which has provided inspiration to socialist and reformist causes of all kinds throughout the years since its first publication.

*is very careful not to fall on posterity, for the sake of Bumble's future*

Coast, I'm havin' a little trouble untanglin' my tongue after readin' your last post. ;)

LTTG, but...


glad to hear there were no huge hairy monsters on your x-rays. :)

I've always been a sort of in-the-moment person. Posterity was hardly my focus.

*Adjusts focus*

*gets up*

*brushes off posterity*

Don't panic, peoples...no damage done. Like Blue, I'm a "live in the now" kinda gal (not that I'm-a sayin' that Blue's a gal, NTTAWWT), 'cause the future will happen whether I worry about it or not.

Coast--I dare you to say that three times really fast.

*untangles s-girl's tongue*

Hey! Did you know you had a cherry stem with a knot tied in it in here??


Wasnt so tough.

And how do you KNOW that the future is going to happen whether you worry about it or not... Just because thats the way it always HAS been doesnt mean thats the way it always WILL be... And whos to say that the future hasnt actually happened already and we just havent arrived to see it as of yet... And what about the Days of Future Passed? I mean it was a great album and all but does the title really make sense? Although there IS a lot to be said about spending the night in white satin - true dat! But then again I dont think the X-Men really dig satin (although that would be Future Past NOT Passed).

thanks, Sharon!

as for the cherry stem, yeah, I knew, but I can never get the darn things untied. ;)

hey Coast? wanna share whatever you're on with me?

Coast...if I had a knight in white satin, his future days would be passed into the past without ANY worries whatsoever--trust me. And I don't think the X-Men would object to satin on general principle...I can easily see Wolverine clawing his way through certain...erm...garments to get at what's underneath.

S-girl--Well, I'll be dipped. I never tried to UNTIE one of the darned things.

I was always told that I was the future. OK, I'm here. Now what?

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