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*hits snork at SW button and wonders why the he!! he keeps changing his name- there are too many layers of tape on the snork button*
Here y'all- have some Fat Bast@rd wine! I know I am!
Having wine, I mean, not a Fat Bast@ard.
I think.
Thanksgiving pix on my blog.
Posted by: diverdowndoc | November 22, 2007 at 05:11 PM
Oh- and one hundred FIRST!!
Cheers!
Posted by: diverdowndoc | November 22, 2007 at 05:21 PM
that couldn't have been Sioux, no machete, and no strappy shoes!
Posted by: Wyo Cowboy | November 22, 2007 at 05:29 PM
belch!!!!!
I hope everyone's Thanksgiving was as good as ours!
And now, a new post-turkey day family tradition; A Wii-mbledon Tournament.
Posted by: slyeyes | November 22, 2007 at 05:31 PM
ddd - Wii'd like to do that, too! Hopefully Santa will help us out with that this year. Eb@y certainly ain't.
Right now, though, I'm googling for a turkey recipe involving a microwave and/or flame thrower.
Happy T-bird day, everyone!
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | November 22, 2007 at 05:55 PM
Mmmmm.....tryptophan ...
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | November 22, 2007 at 06:17 PM
We ate at 1pm. Floated through the afternoon in a turkey drug-induced haze. Had leftovers for supper and are trying to stay awake until 8pm. Got to get a good night's rest for tomorrow WE SHOP!
Posted by: gjd | November 22, 2007 at 06:38 PM
A W-b-h,
Some options for the flame thrower.
*scroll down and run the video*
Guys and Gas...Add beer and well...
Posted by: Igloo | November 22, 2007 at 06:41 PM
Beastbuy is giving out coupons at 3am. To people waiting in line for them to open.... at 4am. Blame the Coors - I just bought a Wii online....blame the Coorsh...I'm sleepin' in tomorrow.
Turkey's got a SoCal tan...(click on my name to peek...)
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | November 22, 2007 at 06:44 PM
Thanks, iggy. Hope you had a flaming good Thanksgiving. We're under 1-hour to birdtime....
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | November 22, 2007 at 07:03 PM
*GROAN* Much food and a good day, plus there are leftovers and pointy ball.
Overheard from cg's youngest, as he leaped off the back deck: "Because we're MEN! And I'm Wearing an Apron!! And I think it's kinda nice...." That boy ain't right.
Posted by: CJrun | November 22, 2007 at 07:03 PM
Cj,
Wearing an apron is not all bad for the Guy Gender; as long as it is made of denim and leather and used around tig, mig, gas, electric welders; gas, plasma, electric torches. Or, the standard off-white apron used by short order cooks at Al's Diner and Video Poker Emproium. Aprons with flowers, cute sayings, embroidery are definitely VERBOTTEN!!
So, don't focus on wearing an apron; focus on the apron being worn.
Posted by: Igloo | November 22, 2007 at 07:26 PM
Oh,
GO SEMINOLES.
FSU-
FREE SHOES UNIVERSITY...Compliments from Steve Spurrier.
Posted by: Igloo | November 22, 2007 at 07:27 PM
Picture this: Long, red, embroidered, with dainty pockets (one containing the potato masher). After dinner, he came into the room and announced he was going to perform a play. He then lifted his shirt, revealing eyes and lips drawn on in Mom's makeup and proceeded to mouth the lines of the play with his belly button (until Mom shut down the show). Now that I'm out of the room of shocked adults, I can crack-up about it!
Posted by: CJrun | November 22, 2007 at 07:36 PM
*snork*
*being thankful it wasn't my kid*
How old is this precious bit of entertainment?
Posted by: gjd | November 22, 2007 at 07:38 PM
Glad everyone's having a great Tofurky day (yes, that's what I ate). Dave, I am concerned that Sophie thinks the Chinese held the first Thanksgiving. Or that Walter thinks that what's he's wearing is accurate. In any event, I wish everyone well. I agree with Wyo and WriterDude, as they articulated my feelings for today better than I ever could.
CJ, I am also thankful for couches! And naps.
Gotta eat some leftovers before playing some Wii!
Night!
Posted by: AuntieM | November 22, 2007 at 07:44 PM
Sounds like the kid has possibilities. Perhaps this how Señor Wences got his start.
*Full of Turkey, Igloo inadvertently reveals his Senior Geezer Badge with Señor Wences reference.*
Posted by: Igloo | November 22, 2007 at 07:46 PM
Igloo- Ilike the tin man chaps look.
Still half a bottle of Fat Bast@rd left. Ish rilly good. *hic*
Posted by: diverdowndoc | November 22, 2007 at 07:46 PM
gjd, he's 7 for a few more weeks and all boy; he goes at full speed until he collapses in sleep.
Posted by: CJrun | November 22, 2007 at 07:48 PM
*throws some space between 'I' and 'like'*
Posted by: diverdowndoc | November 22, 2007 at 07:49 PM
With a little tailoring, this will fit Walter nicely next year. Yes, I own a similar version. At the moment it's being modelled by a stuffed (animal) chicken.
CJ - the kid is not far from the Evil Yet Sporadic Adventures of Loincloth Larry & Thighmaster.
If a man can look good in a frilly apron, he's turly a man. Just sayin'.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | November 22, 2007 at 07:57 PM
DDD, those chaps, like most health insurance, may not provide sufficient coverage when welding or cutting with torches.
½ of "Fat Bastard" left. After 2 hours. C'mon. Pick up the Pace. You must uphold the Blog standards.
Posted by: Igloo | November 22, 2007 at 07:57 PM
actually, cj, he'll (i'm embarrased to say) be 9 in 3 weeks. had a long talk with his auntie tonight about how if he wants to wear aprons and heels at home that's just fine with me.
siouxie, i have a similar recipe but didn't make it this year as it's #1 fan was in texas pretnding like she had no family. we call it corn casserole.
now for the crossgirl family tradition of "trains, planes and autos"!
Posted by: crossgirl | November 22, 2007 at 07:58 PM
I didn't shay it was the ONLY bottle cracked tonight,
igglogloicehouse.*hic*
Posted by: diverdowndoc | November 22, 2007 at 08:06 PM
CJ, that was my guess. I could so see my middle son doing that.
Posted by: gjd | November 22, 2007 at 08:08 PM
S'alright.
*passes out on geezer bus next to
glowormeskimo pieicehouse*Posted by: diverdowndoc | November 22, 2007 at 08:08 PM
"truly", not 'turly.' Stupid beerbot.
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | November 22, 2007 at 08:15 PM
(((Dave & family, Judi, Walter & Bloglits)))
Happy Turkey Evening, everyone! The girlduckling arrived about 1:30 this afternoon, and we just now took my mom back home. Much feasting occurred. Pie is a truly wonderful creation.
I'm not cooking again until next week. If then. But when I do, I'm gonna have to try Siouxie's decadent recipe. Yummmm!
cg, my 20-year-old son, who REALLY likes girls, told me very seriously back when he was in high school that he was "much more in touch with his feminine side" than most guys he knew. He hasn't donned any aprons, though.
Time for more wine!
Posted by: Just Ducky | November 22, 2007 at 08:17 PM
DDD,
From your Blog it looks as if y'all enjoyed your outing at the The Vinings Club. I hope you didn't overindulge at the Chocolate Fountain.
Posted by: Igloo | November 22, 2007 at 08:17 PM
Igloo, remember that @ 7pm on Saturday (end of the 3rd Quarter) we all have to sing, "We Are the Boys From Old Florida."
Posted by: CJrun | November 22, 2007 at 08:37 PM
You are so right, CJ. With an emphasis on boys.
I think the lyrics are something like this...
"You've got to fight, fight, fight, for FSU, You've got to scalp 'em Seminoles, You've got to win, win, win, win this game, And roll on down to make those goals, For FSU is on the warpath now, and at the battle's end she's great. So fight, fight, fight, fight for victory, the Seminoles of Florida State! F-L-O-R-I-D-A S-T-A-T-E! Florida State, Florida State, Florida State, Woooo!"
Is that how it goes?
Posted by: Igloo | November 22, 2007 at 09:05 PM
Just like a FSU supporter to confuse selling tickets at an inflated price as a good thing. The words are:
We are the boys from Old Florida
F-L-O-R-I-D-A
Where the guys are the squarest
The girls are the fairest
Of any old state down our way (down are wwaaayyyy)
We'll all stand tall for Old Florida
Down where the Old Gators play
In all kinds of weather
We'll all stand togetherrrrrrrrrr
For F-L-O-R-I-D-A
(yes, it's THAT corny) See ya @ 7pm!!
Posted by: CJrun | November 22, 2007 at 09:33 PM
Hope everyone had a great Thanksgiving. Had my first Turkey day with my 22 month old daughter (custody battle after a crash & burn marriage). Had a blast with her & my 17 year old daughter, Mom, big Sis, & nieces. Among the things I am thankful for this year is discovering the blog. Lots of smiles and laughs with no (well, just a little) sarcasm. Thanks, Dave and Judi for making it possible. And thanks, bloggers, for keeping the snorks coming. You folks keep it positive in an often not-so-positive world. Now, FINALLY, a beer.
Posted by: WayneHere | November 22, 2007 at 09:44 PM
I am thankful for not being able to hear either version of that song right now. ;)
Posted by: Annie Where-but-here | November 22, 2007 at 09:44 PM
I went to Temple. What is this college football you all speak of?
Posted by: WayneHere | November 22, 2007 at 09:49 PM
Wayne, you are surrounded by too much estrogen...take two beers.
Posted by: CJrun | November 22, 2007 at 09:51 PM
Hey, I love college football. We just don't have any worth mentioning in Philadelphia, except for the Army-Navy game most years-an incredible event. Penn State and Rutgers are the closest serious Division I programs. Some good IA, II,and III within a couple hours drive.
Posted by: WayneHere | November 22, 2007 at 09:59 PM
Of course not right now, Annie. At the end of the 3rd Quarter. I'll send you an mp3 so you can cue it up!
Posted by: CJrun | November 22, 2007 at 10:08 PM
Much as I hate to admit it, I am not looking forward to the trounce this year. I think the Gators go for 4? in a row. They are a much superior team. Teabo is head and shoulders above FSU's QBs. Plus, FSU has still not recovered from the "Jeff Bowden" fiasco.
FSU may still win, but it will be an upset. Sorta like the one in 1964 and 1967. I recall the game in 1970 and FSU was feeling strong and ready to beat the Gators. Well the Seminoles came our for warm-up, walked enmass to the Visitors goal line and spat upon the ground. Jack Youngblood killed FSU throughout the game and towards the end, standing on the sideline bench, turned towards the FSU student section and gave us all the '"bird".
When I lived in Monticello, Fl(Youngblood's home town), during the 80's, I got to know him. For all of his sports fame he was/is a self depracating person. I asked him about the "gesture" during that 1968 contest and he just shrugged and said "It seemed the right thing to do at the time." As far as I am concerned one of the greatest all time Gators.
*Sorry blog, I got carried away.*
Posted by: Igloo | November 22, 2007 at 10:12 PM
*snags 2 Hornsby's hard ciders from the blog fridge and cracks 'em into a frosty glass, downs half in one long pull*
My mother. Ah, well. Whatcha gonna do besides drink? :)
Actually had a fantastic day at my bff's sister's house and just got home a bit ago. They adopted me some 17 years ago and haven't disowned me yet. Gr'ups, kids and old folks all laughing, drinking and eating to excess. All in all an excellent Thanksgiving.
Posted by: DeskDiva | November 22, 2007 at 10:20 PM
Good story, Ig. I'd had no idea Youngblood was a Gator. I went in the late 70s/early 80s. One of my best friends from High School (North Carolina)went to State and she and I rotated hosting each other for the game... it was always tough on one of us as the visitor in the Student Section. This is my favorite game of the year, even more than FL/GA.
Posted by: CJrun | November 22, 2007 at 10:23 PM
Another Turkey Day, another 15 lbs of food digested between two households. I am VERY thankful that my mother and mother-in-law are both damn good cooks! And I am very thankful for this blog and all of the silliness that transpires within it. Special thanks of course to Dave for creating it and Judi for keeping the oil changed and tire pressure properly maintained so it doesn't go flying off the road and over the proverbial cliff. Most of all I want to thank all of you, the blog community. Last January I was bored at work and trying to find any information I could on the new season of "24". The Google search turned up TV Without Pity's site, and Dave Barry's Blog. The rest, as they say is history. God bless each and every one of you! On that note, its Miller Time! Somebody slide me a cold one please? :)
Posted by: Doc Rick | November 22, 2007 at 11:04 PM
Doc, if that's what it takes, consider yourself Miller slid. Not a beer I drink, but it's the House Beer in the garage in NJ where young Jruns hammer out the dents before the next run around Grammy's cornfield. My family doesn't trade-in old cars, they go to the cornfield.
Posted by: CJrun | November 22, 2007 at 11:17 PM
*rolls in*
I. can't. move. ate. too. much.
someone roll me to the couch???
Posted by: Siouxie | November 22, 2007 at 11:30 PM
I'll add my best wishes to everyone on the blog. Hope your Thanksgiving was a wonderful one. Mine was. I have my daughter. And THAT is what I'm truly thankful for.
Posted by: blurk | November 22, 2007 at 11:32 PM
Hhhh. Hhhh. Hhhh. There ya go, Sioux. One couch, moved to you.
USC wins. And Green Bay is 10-1. How did that happen?
Posted by: dancewithvowels | November 22, 2007 at 11:34 PM
Hey, nothing wrong with running clunkers around in a field CJ. Its how I learned to drive myself. Of course it might explain why I randomly veer into grain silos for no apparent reason.
Posted by: Doc Rick | November 22, 2007 at 11:40 PM
I miss racing around the cornfield. Last time I was up there, we took an airboat all over the place, including roads. Last week, I wrote a fine report. It snot the same.
Posted by: CJrun | November 22, 2007 at 11:56 PM
Ahhh, back from the front lines....
1. Dad kept Mom and her mouth in check.
2. No one threw up......... a first.
c. Lots of food and wine were consumed.
4. It's over, at least for a month.
5. My Bro in law learned Guitar Hero from the teenager.... heh heh hehe.
6. I got to nap. SCORE.
Doc, loved the pics. Doclings are precious, and Mr. Doc is quite handsome, no surprise. Who were the others in the pics?
Posted by: Meditrina | November 23, 2007 at 12:01 AM
watching Independence Day and thinking of
OtheU's pet peeve of "lock and load." I'm thankful for what I've learned from all y'all.
*rolls to the couch next to Siouxie*
Posted by: DeskDiva | November 23, 2007 at 12:02 AM
Hmmm. Med's Guitar Hero theme inspires a dissertation (sorry Med). It's about Madden Football and Remote Control Fishing. Two different things. Msdden is not real sport or anything of a spectator sport. Remote Control Fishing is the new reality. You can't walk over to the creek anymore, because there are fences everywhere. My evil plan is to find a place with public access and legally access the water, only, by launching fishingbots. This works best if you wear a pirate hat.
Posted by: CJrun | November 23, 2007 at 12:18 AM
CJ - one of the reasons I chose the neighborhood the X continues to reside in, is that there is a small "tank" (southern talk for pond) where one may legally fish. It's across the street from the neighborhood pool, and a 3 block walk or bike ride from the kids' house.
Just don't go pick up the kids after they have been fishing with stink bait. lesson learned.
Posted by: Meditrina | November 23, 2007 at 12:23 AM
Doesn't the pirate hat scare the fish?
Posted by: Meditrina | November 23, 2007 at 12:25 AM
Med,that's the beauty of remote controlled fishing: they can't see the pirate hat!
Anyhow I have to buy a truck and take boys fishing, tomorrow, so I hand off to those just warming leftovers.
Posted by: CJrun | November 23, 2007 at 12:32 AM
Doc Rick-I also discovered the blog while googling 24. We're still in the top 50 when you Google "24 Plot". Next year on the blog can only be more fun than '07 was-there's an election. I just personally voted for sleeping late over shopping early this morning.
Posted by: WayneHere | November 23, 2007 at 12:38 AM
Wayne, shopping is overrated. I vote for sleep too.
Posted by: Meditrina | November 23, 2007 at 12:42 AM
A very Happy Thanksgiving to the Blog, Mrs. Blog, the Blogkids (Rob still counts as a kid), Judi & the irrepressible Walter.
And the happiest of days to all the blogits (or is it bloglits?) hereabouts. You are a funny, creative and insightful crowd and it's a pleasure to get to
lurkhang out here and worship at your feet.To those of you braving tomorrow's sales (well, tomorrow to those of us on the West Coast), all I can say is, "Better you than me!" (Shopping has never been my thing.)
Cheerio!
Posted by: klezmerphan | November 23, 2007 at 12:50 AM
Happy Turkey Day Everyone!
It was just me and my husband this year. And yet we still ended up buying three pies...We'll be having turkey leftovers for the next month!
(((Dave & Family and Judi and, of course, Walter the Oosik!)))
As I said on the last thread, thank you for being brave enough to provide a place for this group of assorted nuts to co-mingle!
I'm off to bed! My husband has to work tomorrow (retail, poor guy) and it's really late.
Love and hugs all around!
Posted by: kristie | November 23, 2007 at 01:55 AM
I wonder how big the biggest bloglit turkey was today? I guessing it wasn't as big as this:
72lb Turkey wins sibling contest
And this is what that turkey probably sounded like
(NOT SAFE language - posted earlier today but in case you missed it..)
Gobble Gobble Motherf**ker (video)
Posted by: DavCat | November 23, 2007 at 03:00 AM
Med- Mom is the other prematurely blonde i the picture, Aunt is the brunette, and the man behind doclings is my step-father. The city of Atlanta, played by large, distant buildings, is behind us.
Posted by: diverdowndoc | November 23, 2007 at 03:06 AM
Kristie, assorted nuts is a good description for the blog.
Posted by: Mot The Hoople | November 23, 2007 at 03:59 AM
Morning, Mot! Aita my china!
Posted by: diverdowndoc | November 23, 2007 at 04:06 AM
DDD, I'm still perving over the chocolate fountain.
Howzit my china? Also works. Of course the dubious characters who use this form of greeting would be stunned to learn that it originates from cockney rhyming slang. China is short for "china plate" which rhymes with mate. Howzit or hoooowzeeeet is simply a drawn out "how is it?", which means "how are you doin'?"
Posted by: Mot The Hoople | November 23, 2007 at 04:19 AM
*Sets out turkey muffins, turkey bread with turkey butter, turkey danish, pancakes with turkey, French turkey toast, and turkey bagels for the masses*
Hey, we gots leftovers, you know?
*Pours Turkish coffee*
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | November 23, 2007 at 07:51 AM
In the afterglow of a turkey overdose permit me to reflect upon things to give thanks for. There's bad insanity and then there's good insanity. Bad insanity is using commercial airliners as missiles, good insanity is a pathological dislike of squirrels, Barry Manilow, Paris Hilton and Britney Spears. Good insanity is making believe that we can share a drink and a snack through cyber space. The jury's still out on whether Siouxie and her smacks, machettes and hot wax can be considered good or bad insanity. I've come to rely heavily on the good insanity found here as an antidote for the bad insanity so prevalent in the world today. Thank you Dave, Judi and all the bloggers.
Posted by: Mot The Hoople | November 23, 2007 at 08:16 AM
*SMACK & smooch* @ Mot!!
Posted by: Siouxie | November 23, 2007 at 09:26 AM