IRELAND UPDATE
I was frankly disappointed by the Blarney Stone.
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Sea foam green. Did someone take away your blue shirts Dave? Finally?
Posted by: Someplace Else | July 14, 2005 at 05:25 AM
It's not the size of the stone that counts, Dave. It's how you... um, kiss it.
Did I just type that?
Posted by: Peaceful1 | July 14, 2005 at 05:25 AM
You have to try kissing it upside down.
Posted by: Conor | July 14, 2005 at 05:25 AM
FIRST!
Posted by: Patrick | July 14, 2005 at 05:25 AM
It's not the size of the stone that counts, Dave. It's how you... um, kiss it.
Did I just type that?
Posted by: Peaceful1 | July 14, 2005 at 05:25 AM
You have to try kissing it upside down.
Posted by: Conor | July 14, 2005 at 05:26 AM
It looks like a compact-sized doggie doot. No wonder you're making that face.
Posted by: MOTW | July 14, 2005 at 05:52 AM
It looks like a compact-sized doggie doot. No wonder you're making that face.
Posted by: MOTW | July 14, 2005 at 05:54 AM
Damn. All those folks rubbing and kissing it, and it shrank. Careful, Dave. I suggest a thorough hand-washing when you've finished handling that filthy wee stone...
Posted by: Targetgirl | July 14, 2005 at 05:56 AM
geez louise, the blog's got hiccups today!
Posted by: MOTW | July 14, 2005 at 05:57 AM
Don't kiss it Dave! I have Irish friend who sais locals piss on it night and laugh at all the people who come and kiss it.
Posted by: tyler | July 14, 2005 at 05:58 AM
geez louise, the blog's got hiccups today!
Posted by: MOTW | July 14, 2005 at 05:59 AM
Dave, did a frog lay a turd in your hand? Whatever you do, don't kiss it. It turns into Prince Charles.
Posted by: tropichunt.com guy� | July 14, 2005 at 06:00 AM
MOTW,
Maybe it saw the photo of the bookmaker, and decided to go double or nothing.
Posted by: Peaceful1 | July 14, 2005 at 06:02 AM
i love it when dave goes on vacation. he works more.
long live the CrapCam 2.0!
Posted by: OriginalEnigma | July 14, 2005 at 06:16 AM
Sure looks like a blue shirt to me. Hmmm...I can't seem to figure out his favorite color, though. :-]
Posted by: Alex | July 14, 2005 at 06:23 AM
Dave, did you mean Barney Stone? That's a cool name for a pet rock, I'm gona get one this weekend!
Why would you want to kiss it? I think your friends are going crazy, I think.
Posted by: Rockchild | July 14, 2005 at 06:32 AM
All those folks rubbing and kissing it, and it shrank.
Normally rubbing and kissing has the opposite effect, especially on stones...
Posted by: Marvin | Paranoid Android | July 14, 2005 at 06:33 AM
It's that acid rain, I tells ya!
Posted by: insomniac | July 14, 2005 at 06:46 AM
Wow. Dave has apparently become a giant.
Posted by: Christobol | July 14, 2005 at 06:48 AM
The mom in me is screaming, "Put that thing down! You don't know where it's been!"
Also, "Is it cold? You look cold. Put on a sweater, dear."
Posted by: LadyBug | July 14, 2005 at 06:50 AM
Marvin - ROTFL!
Posted by: Aunt Nancy | July 14, 2005 at 06:50 AM
At least now you can French Kiss the Blarney stone....
Posted by: Higgy | July 14, 2005 at 07:14 AM
From Dave's expression, I would have expected him to have picked something else up.
Posted by: Christobol | July 14, 2005 at 07:24 AM
C'bol - hysterical genius! That was too funny!
Posted by: Aunt Nancy | July 14, 2005 at 07:27 AM
Christobol, may I say admiringly that you are an outstanding manipulator? well done, that.
Posted by: jamester | July 14, 2005 at 07:32 AM
Thanks Aunt Nancy and jamester - in my version I think it is particularly important that Dave follow the advice of his esteemed bloglits and avoid the "rubbing and kissing" activities, shrinkage notwithstanding.
Posted by: Christobol | July 14, 2005 at 07:44 AM
Dave, that's a historical monument. Make sure you put it back before you leave the "country".
Posted by: M.C. | July 14, 2005 at 07:52 AM
Oh, Davey boy, the posts, the posts are mounting
From thread to thread all through the Internets
Your summer's here and from the boss we're hiding
Then we must read your blog just on the sly.
But we'll be back when we think no one is watching
Or after dark when everyone's asleep
Then we'll be here, in almost all the time zones.
Oh, Davey boy, oh Davey boy, we love you so!
And if you blog, when we are really working
And we can't say ,we'd rather be online
Your posts will come and start our faces smiling
With your CrapCam and "Boogers!" for all to see...
Posted by: insomniac | July 14, 2005 at 07:54 AM
Dave, I think it shrunk from the heat wave. Try soaking it in water, or better yet, in Guiness, and see if it swells!
A heck! Don't waste the Guiness on any 'ole stone!
Posted by: kibby F5� | July 14, 2005 at 08:08 AM
blarney stone or booger?
Posted by: crossgirl | July 14, 2005 at 08:09 AM
cheers for insomniac.
Posted by: Christobol | July 14, 2005 at 08:21 AM
cheers for insomniac (again) - will this post?
Posted by: Christobol | July 14, 2005 at 08:22 AM
::weeping::
That was beautiful, insomniac, just beautiful.
*sniff*
Posted by: LadyBug | July 14, 2005 at 08:23 AM
score one for the server.
Posted by: Christobol | July 14, 2005 at 08:24 AM
When I was there, I bypassed the Stone of Potential Oral Disease. My guidebook even said "Once you bypass the Blarney Stone..."
Posted by: John | July 14, 2005 at 08:28 AM
Insom,
That was beeuteefull!
Posted by: igloo | July 14, 2005 at 08:54 AM
Well!
I was frankly disappointed in the kiss. And next time, suck on a few breath mints first.
Posted by: Blarney Stone | July 14, 2005 at 09:02 AM
That gate is closing! Their locking dave in jail for stealing the shrunken Blarny stone! Run, Dave! Run!
Posted by: Androgenous Ray | July 14, 2005 at 10:13 AM
Dave: That's the new Lucky Charm. Hearts, clovers, stars, and now...Irish setter turds
Posted by: philintexas | July 14, 2005 at 10:32 AM
Carbuncles?!
"Boils and carbuncles are painful, pus-filled lumps under your skin — the result of a bacterial infection of one or more hair follicles."
EWWWWWWWW!
dave, don't be kissin' nothin'.
Posted by: just sayin' | July 14, 2005 at 11:09 AM
Mmmm... but judi will have to unblock the ability to use the 'font color' html code...
Posted by: M.C. | July 14, 2005 at 11:36 AM
phooey.
judi, could you please cause my 3:09 post to be insipid yellow?
ick. yuk. so solly.
Posted by: just askin' | July 14, 2005 at 11:54 AM
When I was at the blarney stone, I didn't kiss it. I licked it. Great big lick.
Think about THAT dave.
Posted by: ha ha ha | July 14, 2005 at 12:54 PM
insipid yellow anagrams to IDLE IN WISPY LO.
Posted by: i'm bo-ored. | July 14, 2005 at 01:00 PM
Dave's not here! Man!
Posted by: Chong! | July 14, 2005 at 01:09 PM
Someday I will be murdered for my pillar box red comments.
Posted by: Androgenous Ray | July 14, 2005 at 01:16 PM
sakifuseds' addy was `sposed to read: @phooey.hohum.
i'll jus' go now.
Posted by: ppfftt | July 14, 2005 at 01:40 PM
The Irish have never been known to have large "stones."
Posted by: CalendarHacksaw | July 14, 2005 at 01:49 PM
The Irish have never been known for the size of their "stones."
Posted by: CalendarHacksaw | July 14, 2005 at 01:53 PM
Hey, take a close look. Ain't bangs just as bad as a mullet? Come to think of it, he is getting close to a mullet. Different combing is all it would take!
Posted by: Lynn | July 14, 2005 at 01:59 PM
Okay, I'd just like to revisit congratulations to insom. MAN, he is good. Also, I have an earwig now - but it was well worth it.
Posted by: Brainy Jello | July 14, 2005 at 02:34 PM
Key quote: The dog that was incapacitated was in stable condition.
Well, yeah, I guess "dead" would be "stable" ...
Dave, that stone looks a lot like the limited edition collectible memoribilia that was available at our Centennial celebration ... without the appropriate inscription, of course ...
(Photos of 7-gallon toilet will be sent ... someday ...)
Posted by: U.O | July 14, 2005 at 03:15 PM
Oh hey, Uncle Omar's back from BFE.
How's the wrist. the old homestead?
glad to see U. around!
Posted by: just sayin' | July 14, 2005 at 03:31 PM
Dave, Please read the sign more closely....it said "BARNEY'S Stone"
Posted by: Punkin Poo | July 14, 2005 at 03:39 PM
just sayin' (& them others ...)
wrist still hurts, Dr. checks it on Tuesday ... working a bit of light duty, which suddenly included a trip to Gillette, WY with only about one hour notice ... NBD ...
Yeah, BFE was ... well ... BFE ...
Homestead still there ... had so much fun I find it hard to describe ... if I consider the limits of good manners, and don't wanna write about 200 lines describing all the good stuff ...
short version:
Heard some really great lines ...
Setup:
Our family reunion poster has my mother's last name on it (besides my dad's ... of course) and the number of years each family has been in the old home town ...
My oldest granddaughter's first name is my mother's maiden name ...
So, her eight-year-old cousin (girl) says: "How come she gets her name on the poster, and I don't ... (sniffle, sob ...)
One more:
Oldest granddaughter, (age 11 -- going on 36) relaxing in a lawn chair ... thinking of all she's seen in the last 2 days ... in this little town with barely 100 population, but that just had a parade of celebration with over 200 units in it ...
"Oh, I just love this ... it's just like ... a small town ..."
Only problem with all this, is that I'll never find the time to even skim the missed blogs ... just startin' over, with the present postings, I guess ...
tnx 4 askin' ... & for listenin' ...
Posted by: U.O | July 14, 2005 at 04:34 PM
So where to next Dave? If you go to Scotland, your blue shirt may clash with the plaid skirt.
Posted by: DaBlade | July 14, 2005 at 05:55 PM
Maybe the Blarney stone IS a doot. Maybe there's a new one every day. Could it be that the gift of the Blarney is one of those gifts that keeps on giving?
Posted by: Midget | July 14, 2005 at 07:48 PM
That is close to the size Beth passed. After she had her sound treatments. Or so I heard. Twice.
Posted by: bbescuela | July 14, 2005 at 09:19 PM
Beth passed? who'dhavethunk ???
Posted by: kibby F5� | July 15, 2005 at 12:08 AM
I thought that with all those people kissing it, touching it and rubbing it that it would have grown.
Oh well...
Them's the breaks, I guess.
Posted by: T. Blanco | July 18, 2005 at 06:31 PM