Oye, that sounds like a visit to my folks…only they shout because my mother is profoundly deaf. Listenting to one of their conversations is a true visit to purgatory. Why they just don’t write each other notes is beyond me. :rolleyes:
Is it just me, or does SEPA sound like some dreadful condition you might get in your septic tank or something?
Tupug (Glad to be on city sewer)
Considering that we are now on a truly classic MMP topic, I suppose it’s time to ask the Weekly Question:
Where in hell is welby?
I ain’t playing until he does.
Ok, I know people say this all the time, and I usually figure it’s just hyperbole, but in this case, this line almost actually made me spit my coffee all over my screen. Too funny.
I found mine at a local western wear/tack shop. They’re black and have a braided trim, just like the ones I wanted from Harley…but MUCH cheaper! Do you have someplace like that close to home?
ex, I’m sorry to be the one to tell you this but…welby is just an urban legend. Oh, sure, there are sighting of him around but they are just rumors. People keep seeing Elvis, don’t they? :dubious:
As in Marcus, played by Robert Young? He died on July 22, 1998.
Sorry for your loss…
Stranger, you could do what Steve Martin did in Parenthood when he needed a pair of chaps. He wrapped a toilet rug around his waist, and he carried the look off. It might have just been him though. The good thing about toilet rug chaps is they come in 'most any color. Plus they are cheap. Plus plus you can get them all fuzzy. Nothing says “manly biker dude” like fuzzy pink toilet rug chaps.
“fuzzy pink toilet rug chaps” is really a word combination I would never have expected to see. I’m laughing.
beckwall posted a thread a day or two ago asking about a SoCal DopeFest. So Stranger, and Ashes, maybe we can leverage that so that there’s another get together sometime soon. I just know that I have zero time to get anything organized, but as long as someone puts it together, I’m in.
I just used the word “leveraged” - I think I should be taken out and shot. :eek:
Fuzzy pink toilet rug chaps…hmmm, would I just use a rope to secure them around my waist? like Jethro Bodine from Beverly hillbillies…(with apologies to my European dope-amigos that won’t get the reference…)
scout1222- I noticed that thread about a possible SoCal dopefest…I think it might take on a life of it’s own, without a single, responsible, organizer!
earthpuppy Thank you for the great idea! I can’t believe I didn’t think of that myself…as I grew up on a small ranch in Nevada, with many horses.
I was thinking, if Kallessa is going to Rap on a sheet about Aggravated Blasphemy perhaps the words “Chicken Wire”, “Star Drive”, and “Chocolate Chip Cookies” should be worked into the rhyme scheme. Also a looped sample from the theme for the original Star Trek should be the background to the bass line.
at any rate, I am not sure if the flying monkeys of the north enjoy Hostess Cherry Pies or flan…although I’m sure they never dealt with blossom rot. (Blossom Rot sounds like another good band name…write that down.)
So, yesterday I had an altercation with a co-worker which involved us yelling at each other so that pretty much the entire office heard us and the Executive Director had to come to break us up. I have an appointment with her and the human resource guy later today, as does my co-worker, so we’ll see what happens.
However, because of this incident another co-worker, Joan, invited me to her house for drinks and dinner. Because a drink sounded so appropriate and I hate to drink alone, I went. She and her partner had two other friends over as well and we all had a nice time. Not only did the cat, Molly, who does not like people, come to me and lay on my chest kneading my neck and purring, but I got several hugs.
Which brings me to my question. How do you know the proper way to hug someone? I ususally go for the “one arm over the other person’s shoulder, the other around the waist” technique–sort of a slant-wise approach. But there is also the parallel arm technique, which can be awkward if the height difference is too great, or if you are both the exact same size. Then there’s the “we’re men and buddies, see how openly we express it” hug–sort of side by side with one arm around the shoulder. The women’s equivalent–the “maintain personal space, bend at the waist and barely touch” hug is used when you really don’t like each other, but would never admit it. It’s a quandary, I tell you, a ral head scratcher.
Groundhogs are a hot local topic at the moment, following a news item about how the city is killing small numbers of them in city parks to keep the population in check. There are regular pro- and anti-groundhog letters to the editor in the paper, and one writer reported that he surprised a groundhog munching on lettuce in a garden surrounded by a chain link fence dug deeply into the ground to prevent groundhogs from tunnelling under. The groundhog made his escape by climbing up and over the fence.
I wonder if you can legally electrify your garden fence. Not with 120 volts AC but with the kind the farmers use - the DC pulse type…Hmmmm
quite certain that the average groundhog/squirell would expostulate the situation and come up with a work-around. But the initial displeasure would hopefully zap the rodent of any future ‘gardening’ ambitions.
Either that or just wrap the fence with fuzzy pink stuff.
My hugging techniques vary based on who I’m hugging and what I want out of them.
Family hugs - I go for arms over their shoulders, and kind of an A-line angle to our bodies. No below the belt contact. Mom hugs are a little bit closer and squishier, because I love my ma.
Friends who are not so close - same as family hugs.
Good Friend hugs - still arms over the shoulders. The bodies probably get closer, but with guys there still needs to be a bit of groin distance.
Guy hugs - MANY different gradations. A guy I dated for a bit had a good theory - if you pat the back it secretly means “okay, I’ve decided I’m NOT going to sleep with you”. I think he was on to something there. Generally when I’m hugging boys I like, my arms go around the waist. Groin distance is inversely proportional to the amount of attraction involved. Guy I Desire = small distance. Guy I think is “Eh” = larger distance
Thus endeth the lesson. 
Being the theatre dork that I am, I’ve decided to write this post as a short play. Feel free to skip over it if you want.
Me: I’m back!
MMPers: Huh?
Me: I’m back! (I said)
MMPers: Oh. So, electric garden fences would be…
Me: Yeah, isn’t it great? I went to Vegas and I…
MMPers: Look, tool, we’re talking about tomato rot, fuzzy pink toliet chaps, Aggravated Blasphemy, star drives, and the urban legends of welby. Now is really not the time to talk about Vegas.
Me: Yeah, but I won money! Lots of mo
MMPers: Look, talk about groundhogs. Pests. Rodents. Kallesa’s yelling match with a co-worker. The fact that Ex is posting stuff.
Me: Um, ok, well, I made the drive from LA to Vegas in 3 hours and 20 minut
MMPers: AHEM
Me: Parsecs! I made the drive in 3.4 parsecs thanks to my new improved star drive 3200, which produces half the emisions and twice the starpower of the 2800! And it runs on the Aggravated Blasphemy of welby’s fuzzy pink toliet chaps.
MMPers: That’s better.
FIN
And I won a lot of money playing craps.
Goldarn fricken-fraken no good garsh-darn-computer leavin out that there “s” that’s done supposed to go in Kallessa’s name. Sorry 'bout that.
Please don’t yell at me.
I so need the answer to this question! Just this morning I met a former co-worker and the whole hug thing was complicated even more than usual with big gulps and twizzlers. Whenever I hug someone, I want to full frontal hug them but feel I might be inflicting my breasts upon them, so I do the 1/3 side by side hug with minimal breastage.
Plus, that other person is a poopyhead, Kalley. I know this because anybody a shy kitty likes is perfect of course. You can use that as evidence in your meeting.
I’m in for a so cal dope! No need for organization, we’re all ever so laid back ya know. Just an approximate time and date and in we’ll drift. Or at least I will because I’ll get lost. Tradition, you know.
My garden is sad. Too much heat and sun. Plus ants are invading my pots and drying out the roots with their excavations. I’m looking forward to fall planting and can’t decide whether to grow marigolds and beets or just beets. Yummmm, beeeets. They’re good for your liver you know.
My gnome’s face is now adorable, it’s his butt that’s giving me trouble today. Stupid gnome butt.
ok, tool, I’ll bite…how much money?
For Kallessa’s sparkling eyes only:
[spoiler] Yesterday I was playing around with some knots. I was working with the three lead, four bight Turk’s Head since it’s so darned easy and there’s no good reason I shouldn’t get it down. Anyway I wanted to not have the end of the knot buried under the over part, I wanted a “tassel”. Only I didn’t know how I wanted to end it. I figured the Chinese Button would be good, but I think the Boatswain’s Whistle Knot with the bight pulled down to the knot is better since it’s more stable before you get it tightened. The Chinese Button can be a pain until it’s cinched down. But luckily, the Boatswain’s Whistle Knot with the bight pulled down to the knot is a recognized variation on the Chinese Button, so really, I got to go with my first choice. Only the problem with the Boatswain’s Whistle Knot with the bight pulled down to the knot is that the last step before you tighten it all up is you have to reeve the working end under the whole magilla and one end was already engaged in the Turk’s Head. What was I to do? I could have looked on-line to see if there was instructions for tying it off with only one end. But I didn’t want to. Instead I took another short piece of cord and tied up the Boatswain’s Whistle Knot and tried to duplicate all the bights and twists and stuff going from one end to the other. That was way hard. Too hard for the likes of me. So I took the knot I tied and ran the end of the Turk’s Head cord up and along the actual other knot, working it through the whole thing. You know what? It worked like a charm.
Although in the end I decided the knot was too bulky and went with a regular Stevedore’s Knot, since I thought the Figure Eight was too skimpy.
Well, sleep good Kalley. And everyone else that had to read this too even though I distinctly told you not to. It’s your own fault.[/spoiler]
I don’t hug, I lick. It avoids misunderstandings that way.
Bumbazine wrote:
Okay, I can’t take the pressure of the lies, the hideous lies. I’m also on low-carb (year and a half), and haven’t had a kandy kake in all that time.
There. I feel better.
There are many bottled Thai peanut sauces that have only 1-3 carbs per serving. Mix it with a lot of shredded veg, and maybe a half serving of Mueller’s lower carb pasta (tastes like reg. pasta), and, of course, meat, and you have a low-carb meal. With peanut sauce.
No motorcycle stories, except that my boss bought one, and I bought a harley hat for his dog.
No, no, the question is how much money for me.