Hey Ponchos!
Hey Cisco!
The Cisco Kid… was a friend of mine
I haven’t played poker since I was seven and my cheat of an older brother won all my stuffed animals by dealing off the bottom of the deck. The cheat also won my younger brother’s Tonka car collection. I decided right then that it was too risky a game. I stuck to canasta after that.
The only knots I know about also came from macrame. I used to do necklaces and thingies for plant-hanging which was, as we all know, rampant during the '70s.
You don’t see too many plant executions these days, modern times and all.
Well… unless you’re at my house.
[sub]I didn’t see any mention of music today…hmpfh.[/sub]
Rue, please darlin’–I also said very nice things about your writing. It was an absolute joy to read, regardless of the excitement level of the subject. I mean, I read with bated breath hanging on every word to discover which knot you would attempt next and what unforeseen surprises (really, are there any other kind?) would try to thwart your attempt. I was half mad with anxiety that you, the great ond intrepid Rue would be undone by the dreaded Arm-Akimbo Lanyard Knot, and the sheer brilliance of your Fighting Turk Monkey Stick left me stunned. C’mon, *Rue, don’t be mad at me. Please? Pretty please? If you’re mad at me I might sulk . . . .
Okay, I was a tad off. It came out in December of 1976, and this was the summer of 1977. It may have been that the album had just become such a big hit that summer, or, more likely, because I did grow up in an area that was 6 to 12 months behind the rest of the world on most things cultural, we had just discovered it. However, by my calculations, we are almost exactly 6 years apart in age.
*and we remember what that means, don’t we? Not that I’m threatening, it’s just that my groveling should be more than enough to salve Rue’s wounded ego.
Lessee, I’m not a poker player. In fact, I don’t much like playing cards, although I’m pretty much addicted to Spider Solitaire these days. Since it’s on the computer, it doesn’t count.
I do yachty knots when they’re needed, but not so much for fun.
However, I can bring something to the table that no one has ever brought to a MMP. The one, the only FairyChatDad is, at this very moment, cleaning a jellyfish out of our air conditioner strainer. This year seems to be a banner year for sea nettles, and the accursed things have been venturing too close to the raw water intake, getting sucked in, only to clog the flow of water to the heat exchanger.
And as I previewed, he finished his nasty chore, so the air conditioner is humming along once again.
It’s not an obsession. It’s more like an inconvenience. Stupid jelly fish.
Wowee.
Kallessa’s bolding carried on over to FairyChatMom’s post.
That’s some industrial strength formatting, that is.
Am I going blind or just batty? Everything is bolded?? 
Lessee if this unbolds it.**
Did it?
Not as far as I can see. On preview, nothing is bold but it is when I look at the actual thread. Really weird.
[cue Twilight Zone music]
Hmmmmm.
Curious
Weird
Odd
I got nothing…
Well, I started it, let’s see if I can end it.
I hereby apologize, express contrition, acknowledge fault and accept responsibility for creating extra work for the SDMB Hamsters by improperly coding my post and thereby causing the bolding feature to remain in effect for an extended period of time. Furthermore, I acknowledge that previewing my posts, especially when they contain coding, is the preferred process and is an excellent way to avoid such overuse or misuse of said coding. Recognizing the realities of posting, such previewing is not now, nor will it be in the future, required of me, regardless of the stated efficacy of that process.
Stated by me, Kallessa Panthera, on this the 19th day of July.
If lawyering don’t work, I’ll try me a magic spell, 'cuz the poor hampsters must be unner a curse.
Sheesh, what happened!!! Was somebody playing poker with a deck of tarot cards or sumthin’?..
My good Gods! It’s stronger than I thought. What happens if I add color?
Anyone got a cauldron handy? :eek:
Great OG! My post is clean! I am the cure!
Heh. I wonder if my new-found powers will work on streetlamps?
I am too young to remember the horrors of macrame. Driving Husband’s mother has a macrame owl owl with wooden bead eyes, though. It’s right next to the paper skeleton they leave up all year. He’s got a Santa hat, a little valentine heart and an Easter egg, so he’s festive.
I have an important announcement! Mr. Lissar has tragically lost all his hair! Well, he got it cut. So it went from mid-back to very short, and I’m all confused whenever I look at him. I’ve never seen him with short hair before. It’s particularly freaking me out because it sort of reminds me of my ex-fiance’s hair. It feels the same. Aaagh!
Actually it looks pretty good, although somehow he looks a lot younger. I’m still in shock, though.
No, my apology did the trick, because right after I posted it, the posts (i.e. you post) went back to normal.
Fear me, for I write in lawyer-ese and get results! <evil laugh>
Don’t worry about it, Rue, you can’t know everything when you’ve just started with knots, and you still get props for the discovery, especially as a newbie. You’ve got a great natural talent for tangles!
Also take a look at Dwyr’s sig above. (BTW, Dwyr, the haggis is always escorted in with bagpipes. Is that enough music for you?)
I feel guilty.
Last week Rue gave us a fantastic OP that welby and I should have been reasonably expected to do something with. He tried; I failed.
This week I’ve got absolutely nothing. I’m ashamed of myself. Unless anybody besides me and MissTake really wants to talk about cribbage, which I consider unlikely.
Fifteen-two, fifteen-four, fifteen-six, and a pair for eight. Not a bad crib.
I still got nuttin’ to add to this MMP.
It’s primary election day here in Jawja. I voted at 7 AM. I’m wearing a little sticker that has a peach on it and says “I’m a Georgia Voter.” I like those e-leck-tron-ik votin’ machines. I put the little card they gave me in it and then touch the screen beside the person’s name I’m voting for. Then it summarizes it all up for me and I touch the screen where it says “Cast Ballot” then the little card comes back out and I give to the little man what hands out the little I done voted stickers. 
I have to agree with Exgineer, we’ve both been on the weak end for a while. Even the newbie MMPers are funnier than we are.
I’m going to curl up in a corner and cry now.
Say, Lis, does this mean you now have yet another husband? 