But strangely, it’s more socially embarassing to have remembered these things than it was to have forgotten them.
I remember Judy Landers. I used to read her and her sister’s advice columns when I was a kid.
<— Indicates that the above was intended as a joke.
I remember Judy from Laugh In. British girl, said “sock it to me”, always got wet, complained that others said “sock it to me” and didn’t get wet. Ususally ended up getting wet again because she would say “sock it to me” when complaining about the folks who didn’t get wet. Can’t remember her last name, though. Think she was married to Burt Reynolds for a while.
<Cary Grant voice> Judy, Judy, Judy</Cary Grant voice>
Laugh In is being shown on the Trio network, but at 10:00 in the morning, so I don’t get to watch it unless I call in sick or work at home (and if I was watching TV, I wouldn’t be working, even though I was at home). I can’t tape it because I have a digital convertor box and I’d need some sort of adapter to record these channels and I’m not that adaptable.
We’re going to celebrate Pancake Tuesday by making pancakes at Mr. Lissar’s godparents’ house. We’re instructed to bring the maple syrup, so it will, in fact, be maple syrup. None of that “table syrup” crap.
I don’t believe that there will be any bare breasts. Sorry.
I wish my cats would buy me dinner. Or make me dinner. Or even do the dishes, or something. I wish cats were in any way useful. I guess they wouldn’t be cats, then, would they?
Kallessa, that would be Judy Carne.
I feel so out of it now, while all of the cool kids were obviously watching BJ, I was drolling over Battlestar Galactica. (I don’t know why everyone thought Lt. Starbuck was the cute one when Apollo was the one that got my heart going pitter patter)
I stopped at a Taco Bell last Saturday to pick up dinner for my wife and I. A small pickup pulled in the driveway and I saw something fall out of the bed of the truck. As I pulled in I saw it was a hammer and stopped and picked it up. It is a Snap-On 16 oz. ball peen. For a tool guy it was quite a score.
I have quite a collection of beads from a previous trip to Mardi Gras, but one can never have too many beads. So, I’m with scout …
( * )( * ) ( * )( * )
(scout and earthpuppy) Double Pups!
Cats can be useful. Get them interested in the hair caught in your bathtub drain, and they just might get into the habit of pulling it out for you. I had one cat who used to do this. Kept the drain nice and clean for me. Mostly they’re just good for keeping laps warm, though.
(Mmmm, Greg Evigan. And Bo Duke, who is now Clark Kent’s daddy, but he’ll always be Bo Duke to me.)
Scout and earthpuppy - you are both so lucky that yours do this ( * )( * ) . When you get to my age, they are more like this ( . )( . ) - if you’ve got good genes, which I do, but apparently my breasts don’t! 
Taco Smell ~ hmmmm ~ the aroma ~ especially about an hour after you enjoy it! I was disappointed the last time I went. My Beef Meximelt with no Fiesta sauce had no melt to it. They left off the cheese. I ask you, what is a Meximelt without ooey, gooey, cheesy goodness? A soft taco without trimmings :mad:
Drove to Laplace today, about 10 minutes north of New Orleans (Mardi Gras traffic - yikes!) in the worst thunderstorm I’ve seen in many a day. When the truckers have pulled over to wait it out on the side of the road, it’s time to vear my little Nissan over to the side, too. So I did and even remembered to put my hazard lights on so a trucker wouldn’t run over me trying to pull onto my spot of the shoulder. I’m a safe kinda gal.
Sent my friend in Minnesota a traditional King Cake to celebrate Mardi Gras, along with 3 pounds of crawfish tails. She is happy with me
Ya’ll thought Mardi Gras was about the parades, right? WRONG - Mardi Gras signifies the beginning of boiled crawfish season down here. Hot, spicy, boiled crawfish fresh from the pot beats Taco Bell any day; especially when you throw some corn on the cob and new potatoes in with the crawfish. Round the meal out with New Orleans french bread, real butter and lotsa beer … food orgasm!
Speaking of orgasms … I need to go see what Mr. Adoptamom is up to … see ya’ll later!
Audrey Landers used to star in Dallas.
Billy Crystal played a character named Dallas in Soap.
Audrey’s sister is named Judy.
Billy’s character was a brother named Jody.
Mardi Gras takes place in New Orleans.
Jody Dallas was a homosexual.
John F Kennedy was shot in Dallas.
Jim Garrison was the District Attorney in New Orleans.
Jim Garrison thinks homosexuals killed Kennedy.
All the pieces are here. It’s all starting to come together.
I usually find eating anything at Taco Bell or White Castle unthinkable (the sad part is, I forgot my lunch and since I work midnight shift, if I want to eat, it’s White Castle)
Gregory Harrison. He was later on Trapper John M.D.
Greg Evigan’s best series was called Masquerade with Kirstie Alley. Actually, it was her best series too.
Masquerade is also a book by Terry Pratchett. No relation to the series.
I wasn’t gonna do this because, as it turns out, I’m lazy. And Slortar beat me to it in a half-assed way. But here goes…
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It would be better if I could make them all wavey, but you do what you can with limited resources.
He did it agian. Soupo didn’t want what we were having last night. And he was out of cash, so he couldn’t make a burger run. So he “made” a batch of tuna salad. By “made” I mean he added the pickle relish and stirred it up. I had to open the tuna and drain it and put in the pepper and garlic powder and the fried onions plus measure out the mayonaise and dollop that in too. And the parmesan (shake cheese), I also had to put that in.
But he added the pickle relish and stirred it up. The Little Woman made the toast. But he had to work for his dinner! None of this catering to his whim. No way! There were consequences for his decision not to eat the lovely dinner I slapped together at the last minute.
And I watched Galactica too Deb. It was great! (As far as I remember.) I loved all the great TV sci-fi (note: not SF). Remember that one show with that one guy that was from outer space? (At least his character was. I think he was a regular Earth type.) Phoenix or something. I know he had the “power of the Sun”. That was great. And Hard Time on Planet Earth. It was sad when that show ended. (It lasted, what? Two weeks?) And when they had Galactica actually reach Earth and they had those cool motorcycles that would transform and fly. Not to menton * The Wilma Deering in Spandex Show* (with special guest Buck Rogers). Oh yeah, good shows.
Did anyone else ever watch Quark with Richard Benjamin? Or was it just me?
-Rue. (not mentioning Space Rangers)
Quark was fun, but it had too many dumb Ficus jokes.
“Just get him a plant.”
“He is a plant.”
As I recall, that show didn’t last very long either.
I can’t believe that some of you people are so slack with the children-and-food-discipline thing. If I ever find myself in such a situation I intend to employ my Mom’s strategy and just make the rotten little curtain crawler sit right there at that table until every bite is gone. At least the dog will be well fed.
Now everybody put your shirts back on. This is a family board.
My mom’s response to “I don’t like [insert disliked food]” was to offer us a second helping to help us finish the first. We learned pretty quick to hold our opinions and swallow whatever was on our plates.
Sadly, that declaration of dislike didn’t work when it came to desserts. Talk about your inconsistent parenting!!
My mom’s response to “I don’t like [insert disliked food]” was to offer us a second helping to help us finish the first. We learned pretty quick to hold our opinions and swallow whatever was on our plates.
Sadly, that declaration of dislike didn’t work when it came to desserts. Talk about your inconsistent parenting!!
Obviously someone didn’t like FairyChatMom’s first post.
Your kid buys you supper, huh? Makes tuna salad? Hah. A week ago, I’d have been jealous. But a week ago, the 7 year old announced that she was taking over the laundry. “No more laundry for you, Mom!” she announced. So I put up the stepladder, showed her how to run the machine and keep the white things in one pile and the, uh, not-white things in another, and you know what? I haven’t done laundry all week.
Okay, so I have to fold it. But she puts her own away. She’s upset with me because I haven’t shown her how to run the dishwasher yet. But I don’t want to burn her out–I want to make sure the laundry habit is firmly established.
Rue I had just adopted a puppy from the pound the day that The Phoenix debuted. So here I was with a little Australian Shepherd cross trying to think of a good name when they said the main character’s name and I said “gosh that is a better dog name than a person name”. So I looked up the spelling in the TV guide and I fell in love. So my little guy was named “Bennu” who was the best dog in the whole world.
It was just you.