chaoticdonkey Synchronized Pool Noodling involves pool noodles (you do know what those are, right?), a pool (filled with water, that’s important), beer and people who are drinking beer. The idea is to, well, kinda sorta move around the pool while making graceful synchronized motions with pool noodles. It makes a lot more sense with beer. It doesn’t cause people to <snerk> so much as it causes people to point and laugh. It’s a very misunderstood sport. Did I mention that beer is an important part of Synchronized Pool Noodling?
Okay, swampbear, this question is of vital importance for the continuation of Synchronized Pool Noodling as a sport. For the purposes of Synchronized Pool Noodling can whiskey count as beer?
Thus far, beer is the only alcoholic libation that has been tested in the sport of Synchronized Pool Noodling. However, that does not mean that other alcoholic libations would not be suitable. Please feel free to test the effects of whiskey in Synchronized Pool Noodling. The International (well, ok, so far it’s limited to six people in a pool in my backyard) Synchronized Pool Noodling Association would welcome the study and be much interested in the results.
Ah, with Funnoodles. The big foam cylinders that cost 4 bucks apiece for 20 cents of foam.
Gotcha.
That I buy for fifty cents a piece at the end of pool season. 
Hey swampy - what the heck is bbq bread? It sounds like The Best Thing Ever[sup]TM[/sup].
I had a relaxing 4th. I went over a friend’s house, drank beer, talked about the comet hitting the thinger and making a big boom, drank more beer, discussed (and found solutions for) everything that’s wrong with America, drank some more beer, and then walked home. A very nice day, but sadly lacking in the bbq bread department.
Is the beer for the noodlers or the noodlees?
(I’m guessing both)
From what I can tell, there are (sadly) no noodlees, just noodlers.
Noodlees? Noodlers? Are y’all trying to turn Synchronized Pool Noodling into something dirty? :dubious: As it turned out, the beer drinking was pretty evenly divided between those of us who were active sports participants and those who watched (read pointed and laughed).
I’m picturing swampy’s neighbors watching six noodles waving in the air over his privacy fence and hearing the sound of grown men laughing. Do you suppose they scratch their heads and say “oh, that swampy, he sure seems to know how to have a good time?”
Ninety-four degrees now and our storm is “tropical” and has a name (Dennis). 
No, no! The opposite, I swear! I was defending it! You see, you guys were all noodling… no one was being noodled! (well, not that you mentioned).
Well, not til later anyway.
’tool I fear I may have gotten you all excited over something. When I said bbq bread I meant the stuff put out by Sunbeam Bakery. It’s essentially big ol slices of white bread with sesame seeds on top. Typically (well for me) it’s rubbed with a little garlic, buttered and toasted. I hope this does not cause you undue stress.
Awww, WhyBaby is so cute. I’m gonna pet her head. Don’t look at me like that; I washed my hands last week!
You know, I’ve never Noodled, synchronized or pool or nothin’. I am a quite chaste, Noodle-wise.
The whole thing with reading and writing in the summer, for kids, is so that parents will realize we should have year-round school (it’s a secret why we want year-round, sorry.) Because the only thing better than teaching 30 to 200 kids a day is teaching those same kids when it’s really hot and they feel cheated out of a vacation. I don’t know why we bother, since a hundred years of summer vacation, cooped up with bored kids, hasn’t convinced most American parents yet. Our nefarious plans were close to being actualized when somebody had to go invent video games and then computers. Soooo close!
[sup]Okay, I’ll tell you why we want year-round school. Two words-- cafeteria food. Yum yum.[/sup]
Why’s baby is so very cute!! But as I’m sure you all know, we have more than one MMP Cutest Baby Ever. Cite. Don’t look at me. I’m at the beach in no makeup. But cutieboy looks cute!
The only thing that happened at Chez Cherry remotely Fourth of July like is that we went to Fourth of July sales at various stores. We bought a baby gate and a toybox, as well as some boring but fascinating to us household items (like a comforter for our bed. Hallelujah! We found one we like!). And loafed around. Lots of that.
Rue, that’s not helpful.
Who ate my grocery list? Come on, fess up.
I love how he’s pointing to his lip like “I HAVE A LIP!!!”
There are many, many cute MMP babies, aren’t there? WhyBaby and CherryBaby being two prime candidates.
I had a quiet Fourth, didn’t do much. It rained most of the day here, and I was by myself, so I took a long nap and watched a little TeeVee and mostly vegged. And waited for Cindy to arrive. You Floridians can have Dennis; right now I’m looking at my soggy yard where Cindy has already started visiting and am really hoping Dennis goes somewhere else.
I love Soupo’s stories! When Young Tiger was in kindergarten, they did a program called “Writing to Read,” where kids wrote stories on the computer without benefit of accurate spelling or punctuation. I still have a bunch of them saved to embarrass him with someday. (Isn’t that a parental requirement?) He could also read anything, and if he didn’t know the word, he’d just say it like he thought it should sound. I used to have him read newspapers and insurance publications and such to cause hysterical laughter among my friends. He thought they were laughing with joy at his talents. That’s right, it was <snerk> joy.
Cite acknowledged, subjected to peer review, and accepted as definitive (Mrs B: “What a little sweetie!”).
Oh, he is awfully cute! I love his big dark eyes. And, of course, he has eyebrows, which makes WhyBaby and I very jealous.
Though I’m not a member of the ISPNA*, I can attest to the acceptability of intoxicants other than beer. Malibu rum has been attempted by my Noodling Team, as well as Jameson whiskey and merlot, and we find all to be fully qualified for both training and competition.
*Should that be IANAMOTISPNA?