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Posted by: Theresa | July 06, 2009 at 06:12 AM
Looks like red wine. Good for cholesterol and the aging process
Posted by: Theresa | July 06, 2009 at 06:13 AM
Obiwan felt a terrible disturbance in the Force.
Posted by: Clankazoid | July 06, 2009 at 06:25 AM
Oh, the humanity!
Save the chicken!
Ok, it's early, haven't had coffee yet, got nothing.
Good morning, Dave. Where to next on your travels?
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | July 06, 2009 at 07:00 AM
Somebody spilled devesatating wine?
Posted by: CJrun | July 06, 2009 at 07:13 AM
(Note to self; spell carefully when being snarky)
Posted by: CJrun | July 06, 2009 at 07:15 AM
Coincidence?
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | July 06, 2009 at 07:17 AM
The "classic" French box o' wine. Tres tragique!
Posted by: Horace LaBadie | July 06, 2009 at 07:22 AM
I dreamed I was in a Hollywood movie . . .
(Geezer alert)
Posted by: NotSherly | July 06, 2009 at 07:24 AM
*whines over spilt wine*
WWWWWWWWWWWWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!
They were too young to die.
Posted by: Texgal | July 06, 2009 at 07:49 AM
For heavens sake don't anybody let Siouxie see this.
Posted by: nursecindy | July 06, 2009 at 08:15 AM
♩When Dave comes flying home again,
Shiraz, Shiraz...♫
Nope, I'm with you Jeff, nuthin'...
Posted by: frodolives | July 06, 2009 at 08:18 AM
Of course, whoever is responsible should be led straight to the Gallos...
Posted by: frodolives | July 06, 2009 at 08:31 AM
Update: France has surrendered.
Posted by: Otis | July 06, 2009 at 08:41 AM
Update update: And Italy has declared war on the loser.
Posted by: pogo | July 06, 2009 at 08:45 AM
A terrible case of alcohol abuse...
Posted by: djtonyb | July 06, 2009 at 08:45 AM
*snorks* to Otis and pogo!
Posted by: frodolives | July 06, 2009 at 08:47 AM
Roll of partially unfurled paper towels randomly flung at significant mess = my kind of housekeeping
Posted by: Betsy | July 06, 2009 at 08:52 AM
Long time no see Pogo.
Posted by: nursecindy | July 06, 2009 at 08:57 AM
That picture could have a COMPLETELY different connotation if it was taken in a Miami convenience store...
Posted by: frodolives | July 06, 2009 at 08:58 AM
Oh, elixor of life!
May we have a moment of silence on the blog...
*sllluuuurrrrpppp*
"Meanie! Put down that straw!!!!"
Posted by: Punkin Poo | July 06, 2009 at 09:14 AM
Dave, I would advise AGAINST the fava beans, ...
jus' sayin'
Posted by: frodolives | July 06, 2009 at 09:16 AM
NotSherly: but were you naked to the world?
NTTAWWT
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | July 06, 2009 at 09:45 AM
ncindy - A terrible thing has happened. After two months of blissful unemployment I accepted a job that requires I actually show up. I had worked out of my house for previous 7 years, until a layoff on April 1.
Now I have to be there most of the time, so less surf time.
Posted by: Snarky Comment | July 06, 2009 at 09:50 AM
ncindy - my evil twin Snarky refuses to go away.
Posted by: pogo | July 06, 2009 at 09:51 AM
okay, how many times did they have to slam that box o'wine on the floor before the bladder finally burst?
Posted by: crossgirl | July 06, 2009 at 09:51 AM
Jeff, probably. I never did understand that song.
Posted by: NotSherly | July 06, 2009 at 10:00 AM
Now that song is stuck in my head.... no one care's who took the girl, however... we focus on the important things... slurp
Posted by: Tash | July 06, 2009 at 10:09 AM
pogo, the border collies are going to be lost without you!
Posted by: nursecindy | July 06, 2009 at 10:25 AM
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Posted by: Siouxie | July 06, 2009 at 10:27 AM
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
*grabs straw and heads for London*
Posted by: Siouxie | July 06, 2009 at 10:28 AM
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
*grabs straw and heads for London*
Posted by: Siouxie | July 06, 2009 at 10:28 AM
*Whacks bot with empty box-o-wine*
Posted by: Siouxie | July 06, 2009 at 10:33 AM
Punkin, this is in England. Straws are for commoners. The use of sterling silver spoons is preferred.
*extends pinky, slurps*
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | July 06, 2009 at 10:33 AM
Reminds me of that poem, "The Face on the Heathrow Duty-Free Shop Floor."
Posted by: Horace LaBadie | July 06, 2009 at 10:47 AM
I told ya'll not to let Siouxie see this! Now she's all upset.
Posted by: nursecindy | July 06, 2009 at 10:51 AM
And a proper drunk would do it right, with a sponge. This spill is sponge-worthy.
Posted by: CJrun | July 06, 2009 at 10:53 AM
"That picture could have a COMPLETELY different connotation if it was taken in a Miami convenience store..."
So true frodo...so true...
We will now interupt this blog for a short
musical interlude.
Posted by: Brian | July 06, 2009 at 10:57 AM
Thanks, cindy...
*sobs*
Such waste
Posted by: Siouxie | July 06, 2009 at 10:57 AM
and they got mad when we spilled tea, sheesh!
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | July 06, 2009 at 10:58 AM
Well, the bright side is that there are no glass shards to clean up or cut your tongue when you lick it off the floor, so the wine is still perfectly drinkable!
Posted by: Margaritaville | July 06, 2009 at 11:12 AM
True dat, Marg. That's the reason I couldn't
lick slurprecover the wine I spilled last night whilst playing my Wii (yes, I got one!!). Too much glass. (just cuz I drink out of a box doesn't mean I don't use real wine glasses, sheesh)Posted by: Siouxie | July 06, 2009 at 11:17 AM
OH yeah..btw....thanks to NSherl and Brian - now I've got that song stuck in my head.
*needs more wine*
Posted by: Siouxie | July 06, 2009 at 11:18 AM
"Honiss, it jus shlipped outta my hanzz. What! Iyam nott drunk! I have'nt hadadropp in over fifteen minish. Iyam as shober as the long is day. Let me hep clean thish up; I happen to have a hose for just such a 'mergency."
Posted by: chainstay | July 06, 2009 at 11:32 AM
Pfft . . . we need straws? What a spoiled lot we are. The French would be sucking it out of their handkerchiefs and slurping it from rotten barrel fragments (or so says Dickens, anyway).
Posted by: Renee (the First) | July 06, 2009 at 11:57 AM
Brian, I must have STILL not had enough
winecoffee today, because I had totally forgotten that song! Thanks for the ride on the geezer bus!Back to topic, "It has nice fingers, but what about the bouquet?"
Posted by: frodolives | July 06, 2009 at 03:01 PM
(Cradles Siouxie, fans her rapidly)
It will be OK, there are other boxes!
SOMEONE GET ME 2,000 CCs OF PINOT GRIGIO, AND A CATHETER FOR THIS WOMAN, STAT!!!!!
Posted by: MartiniShark | July 06, 2009 at 07:37 PM
The bouquet is on the way.
Along with the mop and wringer.
Posted by: Louis | July 06, 2009 at 07:48 PM
shades of "A Tale of Two Cities" !
Posted by: dee | July 07, 2009 at 04:39 PM