Crunchy Frog's Welcome Wagon (newbies take note)

“kellymccauley said simply check”

Well, Crunchy, I didn’t mean to cause trouble, but the post was simply an attempt to stop the email notification whenever your new buddies check in. I was told that the only way to shut it off was to post to the topic, and uncheck the email notify box. Since I’m back here, you can probably guess it didn’t work. I s’pose I should’ve said “uncheck”.

Quickie StL quiz: who wore retired number 1 for the Cards?

(this is a mellon ball for any true Cardinal fan - shame if you have to look it up)

No dear, don’t post that to the thread. Go to your profile and edit. At the bottom you should see Use ‘Email Notification’ by default Change that to “no” If you want that left yes, but want to start or stop replies to a specific thread, post whatever you like, then at the bottom of where you type your post, where it says options, check or uncheck the 2nd box, which is Email notification. I hope that helps.

Oh please, Ozzie Smith. I grew up with him playing shortstop. You could’ve at least gone back a couple years and provided a challenge. For example, who wore retired #9? Or 2, or 17, or 45, or 6, or 20, or 14, or 85?*
*[sub]The answers are 9 - Enos Slaughter, 2 - Red Schoendienst, 17 - Dizzy Dean, 45 - Bob Gibson, 6 - Stan the Man Musial, 20 - Lou Brock, 14 - Ken Boyer, and 85 - Gussie Busch. Any questions? Also 42, in honor of Jackie rosinson, the number is retired for all of MLB.[/sub]

Aha! must make a mental note to myself “crunchy responds well to reverse phsycology”
A whit?
Ok direct quote from oxford dictionary " Whit-noun the least possible amount.

A springbok is a type of african buck…it jumps and “springs”.

oops! do chocolates work???

OK you got me there! lol
(if my attempt at quoting dosent work I give you full permission to laugh) (hoping that reverse phsycolocgy thingie is still working)

Well, it was funny at the time. Might’ve had something to do with those green brownies we had partaken of earlier in the day.

Green? I don’t wanna know I don’t wanna know I don’t wanna know… :wink:

Hey all, props to Mr. Frog for keeping the thread alive. I tried reading from the beginning and I was (yawn) doing OK but…zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

Let’s see, where to begin…

Male, 41, 6’, 155 lb, Blue-Lt Brown, Single, Straight, Libra.
Home in Los Angeles, but spend a lot of time with SO in Flint, MI. (I’ll try to check out the Michigan Dopefest, but I understand they BBQ newbies. Can’t we all just get along?..)

Work as a computer consultant, travel everywhere for the job, toiling in Kentucky right now.

I like movies, good non-fiction books, travel, eclectic music.

Recent books: From Dawn to Decadence, and Genome. I highly recommend both.

Recent movies: Oh Brother Where Art Thou? Superb
Crouching Dragon, Hidden Tiger (Or was it Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon?) Hey, I didn’t know Chinese people could fly? How have the kept this a secret for so long? Anywho, gosh, it just didn’t work for me.

Recent travel: Italy, my favorite, Austria, Germany (home for a while).

Recent CDs: Shaggy, Hot Club of Cowtown, Radiohead.

Well, That should be enough for Mr. Frog to chew on for now.

eirroc explains:

Not really, I just couldn’t think of any jokes about your eyes.

Ok, direct quote from Webster’s Dictionary: "facetious - lightly joking; jocular; jocose, especially at an inappropriate time.

See: facetious

On me or TubaDiva? I don’t care too much, but I understand chocolates are our humble administrator’s Achilles heel.
Icarus drops in

Hey, they can’t all be wonderful moments of witty reparte, but there’s some good stuff in the middle pages there, if you just … zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

Too much too chew on in fact. So let’s see, you had a lot of interesting things to (yawn) say about yourself. Let’s start with… zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Ummm, Crunchy? 42 is the answer. Don’t you mean you have the question?

Me: (I seem to be the most newbie of the newbies…do I get a prize for that?) 27, not-really-kind-of-single-but-it’s-against-my-wishes, live near D.C., work for a for-profit division of a non-profit company.

Any more, and you have to ask. Short and sweet, my motto…

Ummm, Crunchy? 42 is the answer. Don’t you mean you have the question?

Me: (I seem to be the most newbie of the newbies…do I get a prize for that?) 27, not-really-kind-of-single-but-it’s-against-my-wishes, live near D.C., work for a for-profit division of a non-profit company.

Any more, and you have to ask. Short and sweet, my motto…

:(smacks forehead)
—stupid newbie…stupid newbie…

sorry for the double post - please don’t be too mean about it…

I actually think I’m even newbier than you.

As for the double posting, I especially like the follow-up mea culpa posts. That way you can turn one post into three!:smiley:

Actually, since we were discussing the meaning of life, 42 isn’t entirely accurate, as that is the answer to the question of life, the universe, and everything. I just gave 42 as something to ponder while I tease about knowing the meaning of life.

Yeah you get a prize. You win an all-expense paid trip to watch BMX biking competitions in beautiful Youngstown, Ohio, which in 1997 had the largest per capita murder rate in the US. So pack your Magnum and strap on that kevlar vest, you’re in for a wild time!

Now then, “not-really-kind-of-single-but-it’s-against-your-wishes”? What the hell does that mean when it’s at home?

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Don’t forget vague and confusing.

The question of life, the universe, and everything is still related to the meaning of life, just bigger. So, what’s the question?

Woo hoo, Ohio! Oh, right, having grown up in Michigan I’m not supposed to like Ohio. Oh well, call me a rebel.

Success!

Let me explain. I’ll type slowly so you can keep up.
42 is the answer to life, the universe, and everything. This question is unknown.

What is the meaning of life, although related, is a separate question unto itself, to which I have the answer (it is not 42). And as I said, I will not post it here because it would cause too many arguments and debates.
It does involve you sending me nekkid pix. My email is at the bottom of the post. :wink:

Either you like the Dead Milkmen or you are one sick fuck.

Yeah, I hit the dog threads; some pretty funny statistics there. I didn’t mention it, but I was born in Granite City & have family all over the St. Louis area.

Well in that case, I’d have to be the first choice then… Yeah, the Dead Milkbones. Love those guys. Great comedy troupe.*

*[sub]I know the Dead Milkmen is not a comedy troupe, just playing here.[/sub]

The question is, of course, what is 9 times 6.

Hello, btw, thanks for welcoming me here :slight_smile: Been lurking for ages… I think this is the only thread I’m not afraid to post in.

S.

Are we still beating that horse?

I haven’t welcomed you yet. Let’s not go jumping to conclusions.

[Yoda]
You will be… [sub]You will be…**
[/Yoda]

I see sc913 believes the rules don’t apply to him/her/it. Let’s not tell me anything about yourself: just pop in, say hi, and expect a warm welcome, is that it? Well not here, bucko.

Most posters have come in here, told me a little about themselves, so I know what sex they are, an idea of what they do and where they live, whether or not they have cats with names like “Princess Peppermint Patty Pussywillow Pachyderm” You give me nothing. You make me sad.

Bite me.

Well crap. Fucked that post up all to hell didn’t I?

I think I’ve made more code errors in this thread than I have in the all the rest of my posts combined. I think the newbie-ness is catching.

Hi, Crunchy Frog :slight_smile: Male, 38. Portsmouth, England. Likes include cats, programming, rain. Childhood largely blanked out ('cos I was such a knob that I can’t bear to recall it, not 'cos I was abused). 10 years with IBM, started own business, failed, took degree in Electrical Engineering, failed, found Best Job in World, company went bankrupt. Spent last year drunk but am bored with that now. People are great and life is beautiful (especially the bits with cats in). Username is short for ‘The Phantom Wombat’ I believe that I may be about to get off my bum, become insanely successful at something, and live in sin with Emma Caulfield.