Contributing to this blog:
- "Dave" is Dave Barry, who is a humor columnist and presidential contender.
- "judi" is Judi Smith, who is Dave's Research Department, as well as being interested in men.
- "Walter" is Walter, a bone from the penis of a walrus.
Aw man. My memory s*cks and I didn't even have fun killing off my brain cells. I feel so cheated. Maybe I can sue myself for hindering my own enjoyment?
OK, I'm not sure, but I think this article says that the study shows either that stoners get burned out after about 10 years, or that only stupid people smoke pot, but they're not sure which
more importantly, why the hell are we spendin' money on a study aimed towards figuring out whether excessive parfait usage causes cognitive impairment?
Reminds me of how any people have thought I was on drugs. Really I prefer to be awake and sober when doing my crazy stunts.
Speaking of which. Have you ever imagined Kermit the Frog with road rage?
Does not sound like a valid study. The results were skewed from the beginning because they did not use a totally representative cross-section of ALL the people who use. Probably too much sampling of the study ingredients.
If more people would know how to look at research and question validity, people who publish this stuff would not be able to jerk us around every time they have gas.
Psha! 4 or more joints per week.
That's like those ridiculous studies that call binge drinking 5 or more drinks in an evening. If we could keep it down to 4 or more per week, we wouldn't need...
Where was I going with this?
Upon further review by our judges, that didn't make any sense. And I mean, more lack of sense than usual.
C-bol, we'll need to consult the choir puppies again for this malarkey.
Don't knock memory loss... There's something to be said for waking up in a whole new world every day.
You don't have to worry about summer reruns, because it's all new to you.
You don't have to pretend to laugh at old jokes.
You have no real enemies to speak of because all you can recall about the guy who slept with your wife and shot your dog is a vague sense of discomfort in his presence which you attribute to the spicy food you had at lunch.
And look at the money you save on books. I'm re-reading "The Shining" for the 87th time... And I still don't know how it ends.
Hanna, you beat me to it... I was about to make note of the total WORTHLESS nature of any research that would even CALL itself research when they considered 64 people out of a population of something like 10.6 million people in Greece. It's total TRASH, but what REALLY makes me MAD are the MORONS that publish this kind of BS. And what's even worse, they didn't even offer to provide any pot to me so I could participate too!
Clark, you're right on! Memory is WAY overrated, besides, SWMBO does all the remembering around our place (women and elephants never forget), so what the heck do *I* need with memory?! Sheeee....
I hear marijuana is helpful to Alzheimer's patients.
Does it make them forget that they're forgetting? Or does it make them just not care? Or does it make them raid the nursing home kitchen in the middle of the night - where they run into the sleep-eating Ambien patients?
I'm loose with what? Money? Women? just enjoying my first day of spring break because all last week my nose was on the girndstone and all I could think about was the mixed-bag in the us and Lord Horatio Nelson? Brownies?
Earlier I wanted to *snork* at clark kent's memory loss post but I couldn't remember to - just kidding, I got carried away with the Lily Tomlin thing which I think is hysterical, but apparently that's just me.:(
Eleanor, I was *SNORKING* on the inside, but now I will *SNORK* out loud and add an extra *HONK*, which will be a *FESTIVE GREEN HONK*, because even though tomorrow is not St. Patrick's Day, they are celebrating it at my kids' school on Thursday because the teachers have a "Professional Day" on Friday, which I think really means the teachers will all go to The Black Rose for many pints of ale, which will be poured by professional bartenders.
Oh, my - I just reread this whole thread (yes, 'cause I forgot I already read it), and dang, you people play off each other like otters at a zoo. Awesome!
Mi placer, Ms. Eleanor. But shouldn't we be exchanging niceties in, like, Irish? I wish my computer had a shamrock key. Wanna meet 'ere and work on our brrrrogue? Erin go bragh!
P.S. I'd like to thank alert bloggits for reminding me of today's significance. I was all set to wear my 'red' ensemble, thus taking my life in my hands.
*plunges into closet, unearths sickly olive turtleneck; decides better sickly green than red'n'dead*
I can't stick around to raise one; gotta go to work...wearing my red ensemble, since I've been enlightened and de-elightened and re-enlightened by the blog. (I'm thinkin' maybe there's a more reliable source of calendar-ical information than this blog on a thread about reefer, but shoot! I like it here:)
From the article: Long-time pot users showed the greatest problems on tests where they were asked to learn and remember a series of words.
Maybe the "pot" users just realized how bogus the study was and didn't bother making the effort.
Did anyone else hear the interview with Tommy Chong (of Cheech and Chong, of course) on Fresh Air a while ago. Dude was the mellowest, peaceful sounding person I've ever heard, especially considering he'd just recently been released from a Federal lockup on a somewhat, shall we say, dubious "drug paraphernalia" rap.
If only President Bush was a stoner instead of a boozer we might all be living in a more peaceful world. Or not.
Hooooo boooyyyyyy, this jumbo I got from Tommy is awesome, man.... 'cept there's so much smoke I can't see the computer any more... hey man, it's starting to melt! Cool! Whoa, the whole office is groovin' now... wouldya look at that! The boss and his secretary (the one with the huge... tracts of land) are doing the dirty..... wow, they slid right off the desk.... man, how did they both get in the file drawer like that?!?! Hey, anyone got anything to eat?
True confessions - I've never partaken of any fun illegal substance. I'm not boasting, just feeling a tad neglected. And a little proud that I can be this weird naturally...
I too have never done anything illegal. But then again, I've never felt the need to. Good family, good education, strong religious belief, good job, great husband, great friends. Nothing to escape.
And yet from this discussion I am feeling somewhat disinfranchised that I am a happy, content individual without chemical assistance. And apparently plenty weird naturally.
KDF, I didn't know you were in Boston. The wife and I live in Southie and get out of town every St Paddies day.
SNORK @ Everyone.
I too have never done anything Illegal but suddenly found myself being delayed on a trip to Florida and again to Washington DC this past February when I found that my name is on the Federal Watch list and I have to be cleared everytime I want to fly.
I have no Idea. When I called the authorities they said that it just means someone out there with my name is on the list. so they block everyone with that name.
Meanie the Blue: Officers, please help yourselves. We've been preserving this evidence for you, and obtained the names of the folks who were using this room before us.
Officer No. 1: Dibs on the chocolate!
Lieutenant: Hold it right there, that's mine.
Officer No. 1: Right, sir. Hey, there's one missing from this box!
Meanie the Blue: Oh, sorry. Here you go. Thanks so much officers.
Lieutenant: Alright, let's wrap this up.
*Meanie wraps box, hands to lieutenant. Parfait Squad leaves*
That it does. It is going to take a month just to get cleared. Plus I can no longer use the electronic ticket kiosks any more. my wife can though.
I think I will have a Guinness tonight.
Some-People- I to have been searched. At every airport no less. I was going on my mission. When I arrived at the UTah airport I was searched.
Then when I was leaving they searched me again. When I got to the airport in Phoenix I was strip searched. My mission president had to wait for me.
Middle name is Al Bion. combine the two. look it up on Google. Pretty weird huh.
Let's hear it for Ozium, waaaaay better than that awful Lysol spray - blech.
As a matter of fact, for a while I had a bf who didn't like me to smoke (cigarettes, dummies!) and I kept Ozium in the glove compartment and sprayed every time I went to meet up with him. And that was just a couple of years ago. They sell it at Target.
Ain't nothin' wrong with diversity...although since I spent the early 60's at the U. of Chicago, things were, uhhh, DIFFERENT, but not awfully diverse:)
As I get older (and older and older and older...NTTAWWT) it's amusing to reminisce with other old coots about our counter-culture youth: "Geez...remember how you could fold the matchbook inside out and use it as a roach clip?" "Yeah...and when you were down to the last morsel and had it on a pin, and someone would take a HUGE toke to polish it off, and end up with a Golden Hit, clutching his chest and coughing?"
And I'm sure that the non-tokers have other good memories to share involving other substances or behaviors or wild times (whether or not we'd recognize them as such in today's gangsta environment).
{P.S. Neither of my kids ever indulged, because they associated 'it' with what their hopelessly antiquated parents did: "Ick! why would I do THAT?")
This study was originally completed in 1972, but they forgot where they put the results.
Posted by: CoastRaven | March 15, 2006 at 04:00 PM
I had something funny to say, but I forgot what.
mmmm...Doritos.
Posted by: rundogrun | March 15, 2006 at 04:00 PM
I had a comment...but I forgot what it was.
Posted by: southerngirl | March 15, 2006 at 04:01 PM
Anybody hungry?
Posted by: Meanie, the Blue | March 15, 2006 at 04:02 PM
refer to the previous post for my personal medicinal reason for getting the munchies... then return here and remind me please!
Posted by: CoastRaven | March 15, 2006 at 04:03 PM
Aw man. My memory s*cks and I didn't even have fun killing off my brain cells. I feel so cheated. Maybe I can sue myself for hindering my own enjoyment?
Posted by: Somewhere North | March 15, 2006 at 04:03 PM
On the flip side, the marijuana users really didn't care....ok, that sounded funnier when I was hi...
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | March 15, 2006 at 04:05 PM
Well that's just great! All this time I've been drinking to forget.
Long-term users - who'd smoked four or more joints per week for at least 10 years - showed the greatest deficits
I bet. And they probably can't remember where all their money went.
Posted by: MartiniShark | March 15, 2006 at 04:06 PM
People! These folks were in rehab, for chrissakes!
Not at all like your regular folk who smoke 4 or mor - does anyone have any cheesecake?
Posted by: Eleanor | March 15, 2006 at 04:11 PM
OK, I'm not sure, but I think this article says that the study shows either that stoners get burned out after about 10 years, or that only stupid people smoke pot, but they're not sure which
more importantly, why the hell are we spendin' money on a study aimed towards figuring out whether excessive parfait usage causes cognitive impairment?
seems like a no-brainer to me
Posted by: TCK | March 15, 2006 at 04:12 PM
I don't remember the last time it was linked to memory loss...
Posted by: Bill | March 15, 2006 at 04:13 PM
Reminds me of how any people have thought I was on drugs. Really I prefer to be awake and sober when doing my crazy stunts.
Speaking of which. Have you ever imagined Kermit the Frog with road rage?
Posted by: Alfred | March 15, 2006 at 04:20 PM
twinkies!! do they still sell twinkies? far out.
Posted by: queensbee | March 15, 2006 at 04:26 PM
Q'bee - they do indeed... and sometimes you can still find them with the banana filling, like they had originally.... Mmmmm...
VERY far out.
Posted by: Mr. Completely | March 15, 2006 at 04:29 PM
Does not sound like a valid study. The results were skewed from the beginning because they did not use a totally representative cross-section of ALL the people who use. Probably too much sampling of the study ingredients.
If more people would know how to look at research and question validity, people who publish this stuff would not be able to jerk us around every time they have gas.
That's my two cent contribution.
Posted by: Hanna | March 15, 2006 at 04:37 PM
Psha! 4 or more joints per week.
That's like those ridiculous studies that call binge drinking 5 or more drinks in an evening. If we could keep it down to 4 or more per week, we wouldn't need...
Where was I going with this?
Posted by: Federal Duck | March 15, 2006 at 04:38 PM
Upon further review by our judges, that didn't make any sense. And I mean, more lack of sense than usual.
C-bol, we'll need to consult the choir puppies again for this malarkey.
Posted by: Federal Duck | March 15, 2006 at 04:41 PM
i'm pretty certain i knew people who smoked 4 or more joints a day for the ten years from 1972 to 1982
but i can't really tell ya that for sure.
Posted by: rickh | March 15, 2006 at 04:43 PM
Don't knock memory loss... There's something to be said for waking up in a whole new world every day.
You don't have to worry about summer reruns, because it's all new to you.
You don't have to pretend to laugh at old jokes.
You have no real enemies to speak of because all you can recall about the guy who slept with your wife and shot your dog is a vague sense of discomfort in his presence which you attribute to the spicy food you had at lunch.
And look at the money you save on books. I'm re-reading "The Shining" for the 87th time... And I still don't know how it ends.
Posted by: clark kent | March 15, 2006 at 04:44 PM
*Snork* @
CoastRaven - twice
S'North - for suing herself
TCK - for "no-brainer"
Fed - for "ridiculous studies a/b binge drinking..."
Alfred's loose!
Posted by: southerngirl | March 15, 2006 at 04:45 PM
Hanna, you beat me to it... I was about to make note of the total WORTHLESS nature of any research that would even CALL itself research when they considered 64 people out of a population of something like 10.6 million people in Greece. It's total TRASH, but what REALLY makes me MAD are the MORONS that publish this kind of BS. And what's even worse, they didn't even offer to provide any pot to me so I could participate too!
AARRRRRRGGGG!!!!!!!
Posted by: Mad SoapBoxer | March 15, 2006 at 04:56 PM
This is why I cut back to just one per week.
Course, it's a yard long.
Posted by: Christobol | March 15, 2006 at 04:59 PM
Clark, you're right on! Memory is WAY overrated, besides, SWMBO does all the remembering around our place (women and elephants never forget), so what the heck do *I* need with memory?! Sheeee....
Posted by: Mad SoapBoxer | March 15, 2006 at 05:01 PM
Wait... did they say this study was done on the 24 writers?
Posted by: A Bucket | March 15, 2006 at 05:10 PM
What southerngirl said!
Posted by: daisymae | March 15, 2006 at 05:38 PM
I hear marijuana is helpful to Alzheimer's patients.
Does it make them forget that they're forgetting? Or does it make them just not care? Or does it make them raid the nursing home kitchen in the middle of the night - where they run into the sleep-eating Ambien patients?
Whatever, Dude.
Brownies and chips at my house!
Posted by: Punkin Poo | March 15, 2006 at 06:03 PM
Speaking of memory or lack thereof, I just clicked on the story link again because I forgot I had read that story already once before earlier again.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | March 15, 2006 at 06:05 PM
Annie - Brownie?
Posted by: Punkin Poo | March 15, 2006 at 06:06 PM
What story?
Posted by: clark kent | March 15, 2006 at 06:07 PM
snork@c-bol
"...found only minor effects on memory among long-time pot users, and no clear effect on attention, language, reasoning and a number of other..."
Of course the subjects weren't all that bright before, either.
Posted by: Brainy Jello | March 15, 2006 at 06:08 PM
Dudes! What 'r ya talkin' about?
Posted by: KDF | March 15, 2006 at 06:09 PM
I'm loose with what? Money? Women? just enjoying my first day of spring break because all last week my nose was on the girndstone and all I could think about was the mixed-bag in the us and Lord Horatio Nelson? Brownies?
Posted by: Alfred | March 15, 2006 at 06:12 PM
"Is this happening or is it the hash?"
Posted by: Lily Tomlin | March 15, 2006 at 06:25 PM
Ooh! Mallomars!
Posted by: baligurl | March 15, 2006 at 06:26 PM
Punkin - why yes, how did you know? I was also a Girl Scout....
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | March 15, 2006 at 06:48 PM
Earlier I wanted to *snork* at clark kent's memory loss post but I couldn't remember to - just kidding, I got carried away with the Lily Tomlin thing which I think is hysterical, but apparently that's just me.:(
Posted by: Eleanor | March 15, 2006 at 06:54 PM
ay-yi-yi....*snork* at El...
Posted by: talking hash | March 15, 2006 at 06:57 PM
...and it's naptime at the OK Chorale.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | March 15, 2006 at 07:59 PM
What was the question again?
Posted by: artchick | March 15, 2006 at 08:27 PM
I think every one is playing hide and go....
Posted by: Alfred | March 15, 2006 at 08:52 PM
Eleanor, I was *SNORKING* on the inside, but now I will *SNORK* out loud and add an extra *HONK*, which will be a *FESTIVE GREEN HONK*, because even though tomorrow is not St. Patrick's Day, they are celebrating it at my kids' school on Thursday because the teachers have a "Professional Day" on Friday, which I think really means the teachers will all go to The Black Rose for many pints of ale, which will be poured by professional bartenders.
You are beloved by many, oh snorkable one.
*hugs*
Sorry for killing your mellow, guys.
Posted by: KDF | March 15, 2006 at 09:04 PM
Its cool. Now close the drapes the sun is in my eyes.
Posted by: Alfred | March 15, 2006 at 09:07 PM
*closes drapes*
Posted by: KDF | March 15, 2006 at 09:08 PM
Thank you
Posted by: Alfred | March 15, 2006 at 09:13 PM
...or as we used to explain to each other in the 60's, and wore shades 24/7, "It's the glare, man. It bugs my eyes..."
Posted by: Betsy | March 15, 2006 at 09:13 PM
*hugs KDF*
muchas gracias, amiga! :)
Posted by: Eleanor | March 15, 2006 at 10:08 PM
...or as we used to explain to each other in the 60's, and wore shades 24/7, "It's the glare, man. It bugs my eyes..."
Is that what we were saying, Betsy? I thought it was "It's the bugs, man."
Or maybe that was a different drug.
Peace, mama.
Posted by: Jeff Meyerson | March 15, 2006 at 10:31 PM
Re: Lily Tomlin
Do you remember the Lily Tomlin/Bette Midler movie where Lili spent the entire movie fighting with her shoulder pads.
That's also where she coined the now FAMOUS: "Does the pope s**t in the woods? Is the bear Catholic?"
both of which I fondly use frequently!
Posted by: daisymae | March 15, 2006 at 10:32 PM
I gotta *SNORK! Federal Duck's:
"If we could keep it down to 4 or more per week, we wouldn't need...
Where was I going with this?"
And everybody else here deserves a *SNORK!* as well!
And someone tried to correct me when I reefered(?) to y'all as severely overmedicated the other day!
Posted by: Stupendous Man | March 16, 2006 at 12:50 AM
Oh, my - I just reread this whole thread (yes, 'cause I forgot I already read it), and dang, you people play off each other like otters at a zoo. Awesome!
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | March 16, 2006 at 03:50 AM
annie wbh...I can think of no finer compliment. I LOVE them otters:)
Posted by: Betsy | March 16, 2006 at 05:22 AM
Wow. The Impared Otters would make a great name for a Rock Band
Posted by: Alfred | March 16, 2006 at 05:35 AM
Mi placer, Ms. Eleanor. But shouldn't we be exchanging niceties in, like, Irish? I wish my computer had a shamrock key. Wanna meet 'ere and work on our brrrrogue? Erin go bragh!
Posted by: KDF | March 16, 2006 at 07:36 AM
I was going to comment on this post, but I got stoned and I missed it.
Posted by: Trillian | March 16, 2006 at 08:23 AM
KDF...I checked out the link, and I'll meet you there. But it says "native lobster." Shouldn't that be "lobster-Americans?"
Posted by: Betsy | March 16, 2006 at 08:34 AM
P.S. I'd like to thank alert bloggits for reminding me of today's significance. I was all set to wear my 'red' ensemble, thus taking my life in my hands.
*plunges into closet, unearths sickly olive turtleneck; decides better sickly green than red'n'dead*
Posted by: Betsy | March 16, 2006 at 08:42 AM
Betsy: Ack! I thought tomorrow was St. Patrick's Day?
Posted by: daisymae | March 16, 2006 at 08:48 AM
*snork* @ Betsy
Wow, good catch (har!) Now I want to go just to see the p!ssed off lobsters out in front picketing the place.
Posted by: KDF | March 16, 2006 at 09:03 AM
Well in anticipation of tomorrow
raise one
Posted by: daisymae | March 16, 2006 at 09:16 AM
Help...Blue...the link didn't work???
Posted by: daisymae | March 16, 2006 at 09:17 AM
did you remember to include the http:// part of the link?
Posted by: Trillian | March 16, 2006 at 09:19 AM
raise one
Trying again.
(No, Trillian, that was missing.)
Posted by: daisymae | March 16, 2006 at 09:28 AM
Drat! Still doesn't link!
Where can I practice without uploading it to the blog?
Posted by: daisymae | March 16, 2006 at 09:29 AM
Daisy - e-mail me. Can't tell what's wrong from what's posted here.
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | March 16, 2006 at 09:33 AM
I can't stick around to raise one; gotta go to work...wearing my red ensemble, since I've been enlightened and de-elightened and re-enlightened by the blog. (I'm thinkin' maybe there's a more reliable source of calendar-ical information than this blog on a thread about reefer, but shoot! I like it here:)
Posted by: Betsy | March 16, 2006 at 09:33 AM
P.S. This is your blog. This is your blog on drugs.
...
So what's your point?
Posted by: Betsy | March 16, 2006 at 09:34 AM
From the article: Long-time pot users showed the greatest problems on tests where they were asked to learn and remember a series of words.
Maybe the "pot" users just realized how bogus the study was and didn't bother making the effort.
Did anyone else hear the interview with Tommy Chong (of Cheech and Chong, of course) on Fresh Air a while ago. Dude was the mellowest, peaceful sounding person I've ever heard, especially considering he'd just recently been released from a Federal lockup on a somewhat, shall we say, dubious "drug paraphernalia" rap.
If only President Bush was a stoner instead of a boozer we might all be living in a more peaceful world. Or not.
Posted by: Steve | March 16, 2006 at 09:39 AM
in 20 years will we be able to tell the difference between the alzheimers baby boomers and the stoner baby boomers? will anyone remember to try?
Posted by: crossgirl | March 16, 2006 at 09:51 AM
Crossgirl - remember what?
Posted by: Mr. Completely | March 16, 2006 at 10:27 AM
Hooooo boooyyyyyy, this jumbo I got from Tommy is awesome, man.... 'cept there's so much smoke I can't see the computer any more... hey man, it's starting to melt! Cool! Whoa, the whole office is groovin' now... wouldya look at that! The boss and his secretary (the one with the huge... tracts of land) are doing the dirty..... wow, they slid right off the desk.... man, how did they both get in the file drawer like that?!?! Hey, anyone got anything to eat?
Posted by: Mad SoapBoxer | March 16, 2006 at 11:04 AM
True confessions - I've never partaken of any fun illegal substance. I'm not boasting, just feeling a tad neglected. And a little proud that I can be this weird naturally...
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | March 16, 2006 at 12:45 PM
*hugs Annie* ME, NEITHER! Yay! We can be proud <strike>nerds</strike> law-abiding citizens together!
Posted by: Tamara Rhymes With Camera | March 16, 2006 at 12:55 PM
All things considered, that's probably a good thing, Annie. For all our sakes. ;-)
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | March 16, 2006 at 12:56 PM
I'm somewhat distressed at Annie's post and TRWC's also.
No comment.
Posted by: Eleanor | March 16, 2006 at 01:00 PM
I'm also a proud member of the never-done-anything-illegal club. Well, substances, anyway.
*raises eyebrows and grins sheepishly*
Oh, okay, Nothing else either.
*writes "boring" on Post-It™, sticks on forehead*
Posted by: KDF | March 16, 2006 at 01:02 PM
Uh oh.
Posted by: KDF | March 16, 2006 at 01:03 PM
*Hides assorted paraphernalia*
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | March 16, 2006 at 01:04 PM
We are a diverse community, Blue. We're cool, you're cool, we're all cool.
G A W D !!!!!
Posted by: KDF | March 16, 2006 at 01:07 PM
*SNORK* @ KDF
Posted by: Tamara Rhymes With Camera | March 16, 2006 at 01:13 PM
I too have never done anything illegal. But then again, I've never felt the need to. Good family, good education, strong religious belief, good job, great husband, great friends. Nothing to escape.
And yet from this discussion I am feeling somewhat disinfranchised that I am a happy, content individual without chemical assistance. And apparently plenty weird naturally.
Posted by: Somewhere North | March 16, 2006 at 01:45 PM
Hmmmm, speaking from the other end of the spectrum, I thought it was cool when I found my dad's bong...
*joins Blue in cleaning up the place*
*collects roaches*
*sprays Lysol*
Great, now the whole place smells like pot-scented Lysol!
Posted by: djtonyb | March 16, 2006 at 01:50 PM
KDF, I didn't know you were in Boston. The wife and I live in Southie and get out of town every St Paddies day.
SNORK @ Everyone.
I too have never done anything Illegal but suddenly found myself being delayed on a trip to Florida and again to Washington DC this past February when I found that my name is on the Federal Watch list and I have to be cleared everytime I want to fly.
Posted by: Some_people_juggle_geese™ | March 16, 2006 at 01:53 PM
We're sharing those, right DJT?
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | March 16, 2006 at 01:56 PM
Meanie, the Blue and djtonyb, I'm afraid you'll have to come with me.
Anything you say can and will be reported to the blog...
Posted by: the parfait police | March 16, 2006 at 02:19 PM
*hands the lot to Blue*
I'll just need a couple... can't smoke the way I used to... What were we talking about?
Posted by: djtonyb | March 16, 2006 at 02:23 PM
Eeeeep... the police weren't here when I posted that.
We have glaucoma, officer, I swear. This has been prescribed by a genuine physician!
Posted by: djtonyb | March 16, 2006 at 02:25 PM
Somewhere North - aren't you Canadian? That's gotta be at least a misdemeanor.
Phew - I didn't know how my confession would go over. Nice to be feeling the luv from the blog....but, Blue, you need to let go of my ankle.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | March 16, 2006 at 02:28 PM
SPJGeese - What did you do to piss off the authorities?
Posted by: Mr. Completely | March 16, 2006 at 02:46 PM
*not responding to SPJGeese's "I live near you" post until he answers Mr. C's question*
Posted by: KDF | March 16, 2006 at 03:06 PM
ummmm... Blue, you are a physician, right? I saw you in those scrubs yesterday!
*wonders why he's so paranoid*
*sprays more Lysol*
*burns patchouli incense*
Posted by: djtonyb | March 16, 2006 at 03:08 PM
Anybody besides me remember Ozium?
Posted by: Mr. Completely | March 16, 2006 at 03:12 PM
I have no Idea. When I called the authorities they said that it just means someone out there with my name is on the list. so they block everyone with that name.
Posted by: Some_people_juggle_geese™ | March 16, 2006 at 03:42 PM
*Breaks out box of donuts*
Meanie the Blue: Officers, please help yourselves. We've been preserving this evidence for you, and obtained the names of the folks who were using this room before us.
Officer No. 1: Dibs on the chocolate!
Lieutenant: Hold it right there, that's mine.
Officer No. 1: Right, sir. Hey, there's one missing from this box!
Meanie the Blue: Oh, sorry. Here you go. Thanks so much officers.
Lieutenant: Alright, let's wrap this up.
*Meanie wraps box, hands to lieutenant. Parfait Squad leaves*
*Meanie releases djt from closet*
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | March 16, 2006 at 03:54 PM
SPJGeese - That must suck.
Posted by: Mr. Completely | March 16, 2006 at 03:54 PM
That it does. It is going to take a month just to get cleared. Plus I can no longer use the electronic ticket kiosks any more. my wife can though.
I think I will have a Guinness tonight.
Posted by: Some_people_juggle_geese™ | March 16, 2006 at 04:12 PM
wait, there's somebody else out there named Some_people_juggle_geese™?
who'da thunk it.
Posted by: southerngirl | March 16, 2006 at 04:13 PM
SPJG - What a royal pain. :(
*snork* @ S-girl
Posted by: KDF | March 16, 2006 at 04:18 PM
Some-People- I to have been searched. At every airport no less. I was going on my mission. When I arrived at the UTah airport I was searched.
Then when I was leaving they searched me again. When I got to the airport in Phoenix I was strip searched. My mission president had to wait for me.
Middle name is Al Bion. combine the two. look it up on Google. Pretty weird huh.
Posted by: Alfred | March 16, 2006 at 04:31 PM
YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!
Let's hear it for Ozium, waaaaay better than that awful Lysol spray - blech.
As a matter of fact, for a while I had a bf who didn't like me to smoke (cigarettes, dummies!) and I kept Ozium in the glove compartment and sprayed every time I went to meet up with him. And that was just a couple of years ago. They sell it at Target.
Posted by: Eleanor | March 16, 2006 at 04:54 PM
Ain't nothin' wrong with diversity...although since I spent the early 60's at the U. of Chicago, things were, uhhh, DIFFERENT, but not awfully diverse:)
As I get older (and older and older and older...NTTAWWT) it's amusing to reminisce with other old coots about our counter-culture youth: "Geez...remember how you could fold the matchbook inside out and use it as a roach clip?" "Yeah...and when you were down to the last morsel and had it on a pin, and someone would take a HUGE toke to polish it off, and end up with a Golden Hit, clutching his chest and coughing?"
And I'm sure that the non-tokers have other good memories to share involving other substances or behaviors or wild times (whether or not we'd recognize them as such in today's gangsta environment).
{P.S. Neither of my kids ever indulged, because they associated 'it' with what their hopelessly antiquated parents did: "Ick! why would I do THAT?")
Posted by: Betsy | March 16, 2006 at 05:02 PM