It was your fault, wasn’t it? 
Nope. I wil contiune to blame the State of California. As has been previously noted, Californians are habitually obsessed with trivial concerns such as: weight loss, television, movies (or “cinema” for the more pretentious), surfing, which celebrity may or may not be banging some other celebrity, and other associated crap.
This is all garbage. None of this junk really matters.
What you people need is an authentic, old-time, rock-ribbed yankee* to straighten you out.
I will entertain applications.
*[sub] Do not be fooled by the name of a certain baseball team. Everbody with half a brain knows that there are no actual YANKEES south of Dutchess County.[/sub]
Just to end this particularly lame bit of speculation –
“Sealtest” is a mediocre brand of mass produced ice cream.
Well, I live in WA state and I am proud of it.
I wouldn’t actually LIVE in CA unless my life depended on it. Although one of my best friends lives there, and of course I love to visit her.
However, since we are in the same time zone (thank goodness, makes it SO much easier to phone) I think we need to share the blame. For whatever it is, and at this point I am somewhat fuzzy on what we are taking the blame FOR. 
But whatever it is, I am right there in her corner.
There are also several other Dopers I love dearly who live in CA, so…
Scotti dons the gloves and prepares to defend her friends to the death!
And BTW, what kind of a name for ice cream is Sealtest? Must have been an east coaster who came up with THAT one!
OWWWWW!!!
Stop hitting me, Dave darling…I was KIDDING!
Me :wally
;j
What’s really sad is the fact that it’s Friday night here, and it still takes 10 minutes and several ‘page cannot be founds’ to open a thread.
It’s Friday night, for Pete’s sake! Shouldn’t some of you folks be out having fun, or something?
Well, coosa, hmmmm…you’re here, aren’t you?
Seriously, I am watching the Mariner’s game, doing crafts with my niece and perusing the boards. Are you telling me that isn’t FUN?
So okay…that may seem boring to you. It doesn’t feel boring to me. I AM having fun!
(Except for the fact that the M’s are losing…THAT isn’t fun at ALL!)
Scotticher, shh! You weren’t supposed to notice that!
Um . . . what kinda crafts? Can I come over if I promise to bake cookies? And I’ve got a box of old fabric scraps in the back of the closet I bet we could do something with . . . (starts rummaging in closet)
But . . . but . . . if you tell everyone they’ll all want to stay home and do fun stuff and post on the board. And the young’uns need to, uh, (wink, wink, nudge, nudge) get out of the house [sub]away from their computers[/sub] for some healthy exercise and fresh night air - yeah, that’s the ticket, it’s for their own good . . .
What are you saying now? Are you saying that Judaism is to blame for a board outage that occurred at 8:15 p.m. PDT? Is there some smiling Jewish guy who takes the board down at random intervals? Are the hamsters Jewish? I await with bated breath the proper interpretation of this smiley!
Oy veh! All this kvetching is making me verklempt!
Being in Cali, I noticed early Sat and Sun mornings, and between 5-7 p.m during the week are good board times.
Wait, why the hell am I telling everyone when to go on?? Dammit!! :eek:
Hehe - you know a “happy orthodox jewish man” is not going to bring anything but peace, love, and harmony to this topic.
One never knows the ethnicity of the hamsters though - I have noticed the board runs very fast and smooth on Saturdays 
{smarmy gameshow host voice} Yes, the correct answer was “The Mormons”. That was “Mormons”. {/smarmy gameshow host voice}
Sorry, sweetie…It’ll be our little secret, okay?
SURE!!! You are always welcome here, especially with cookies. See, stamping is my current craft du jour and my niece asked if I would help her make invitations for a bridal shower she is hosting. Of course I am happy to help. However, my darling hasn’t got a “crafty” bone in her body, so this actually translates into ME making the invitations while she wrings her hands and keeps telling me she wishes she could help more.
All of which explains why I am here on a Saturday night TOO, doing the exact same things I was here doing on FRIDAY night. Who knew the bride had forty thousand friends? [sub]Well, at this point it FEELS that way, anyhoo![/sub] And once again, my M’s aren’t burning up the field either. Sigh.
However, I am sure that your fabric scraps will be useful at some point, so please bring them. AND the cookies…please don’t forget the cookies!
Alas and alack, said cookies have long since gone the way of many of mankind’s more vulnerable works of wonder and acclaim; perhaps you will take some comfort in the fact that, in their passing, they brought joy and tranquility into the lives of your fellow travelers upon the weary road of life. (And unneeded calories to our burgeoning hips, but - c’est la vie!)
WRT Ruth’s Chris Steak House-- Chris isn’t her son. Chris Steak House was the name of a restaurant she bought. When she needed to change its name, she opted for the simple, logical choice.
Or did I get whooshed?
Hey now, this Southern Californian can’t access the boards nearly at all between 7am and 4pm on weekdays…frickin’ people accessing the boards DURING WORK! Shame on you!
[sub]Teachers miss out on all the fun[/sub]
:: points at Ruffian and laughs ::