So, Rue, which is it? Do you have a large number of animals or just one really, really big one?
Thank you very much for the Birthday wishes Tupug and Swampy, and kisses back at Miss Moose and hugs to you and the crew FCM.
I also tried to look up spelt and smelt (and possibly svelte) in my gigantic old dictionary, but the relevant entries were very terse and didn’t lend themselves to levity at all, so I passed. I believe I have a Norwegian bachelor dictionary, it’s a Mirriam-Webstergaard.
Happy Birthday Bumba! Wahoo! Right now, even though you can’t tell, I’m doing my little happy birthday to Bumba dance. No turtles this year though, sorry.
I’ve actually been working, so I’m very late to this thread, darn that end of the school year madness. My classroom is frighteningly organized and my grades are up to date. While catching up, I’ve decided I adore Kallessa even more because she agrees with me that Krispy Kreme doughnuts are spelled stupidly, unneccessarily stupidly, and that they’re too sweet.
Cafe Du Monde sells their coffee too, it’s strong but yummy. I add that because Tupug stole my smartiness at knowing what spelt was, without even having to look in the dictionary, and I wanted to contribute something. Not that I’ve contributed anything of value. But I’ve contributed.
Spelt is a quite tasty grain. I’ve got a bagful in my pantry. It’s chunk-full o’ vitamins and stuff like that. Farro is also good eating. It’s an older version of wheat that makes a nice risotto-like dish. Not like pharoah, which probably wouldn’t be very good cooked. More of a jerky I’d think.
Here is Target’s response, kind of a let down:
Nuh-uh dwyr Farro was the Six Million Dollar Woman and one of Charley’s Angels. You can’t fool me! 
I think Ashes[sup]2[/sup] and Kalley should be doomed to only eating six week old stale donuts from vending machines for maligning that donut of the Gods Krispy Kreme. So there!
Ex the only manly thing I’ve done in the past week is someone you don’t know, so there!
-swampbear (just so everybody else doesn’t feel left out: so there! :p)
DanBlather I suggest you write Jeremy B. back and say:
If you have guests that are too stupid that they can’t figure stand in front of a door and wait until it opens, then Target is a store that caters to stupid guests. So there!
And while you’re writing them, you might want to add that being guest implies that the stuff they offer is provided for the guest’s enjoyment and that guests shouldn’t be required to pay for taking stuff that has been offered to them. It’s rude. Miss Manners says so. So there!
-swampbear (yes, I have been drinking. What of it? So there! )
I’m adored! This must mean I’m adorable, and all this time I just thought I was cute! Ashes, I’m going to pick a pocketful of poseys for you!
Bumba, bumba, bum bum,
Bumba, bumba, bum bum.
Bumba, bumba, bum bum, etc.
That’s my Bumba Birthday Dance. Just for Bumba darlin’, I do it naked under my clothes. :eek:
Magickly Delicious doesn’t like them either. So there, yourself!
*I ran around the corner
And I ran around the block
And I ran right into the donut shop.
I picked up a donut
And I wiped off the grease
And I handed the lady
A five-cent piece.
Weeeeelllllllllll,
She looked at the nickel
And she looked at me
And she said “this nickel’s
No good, you see
There’s a whole in the nickel
and it goes right through”.
I said “there’s a hole in the donut, too”.
Thanks for the donut,
Bye now.* 
Anyone else remember Homer Price’s story about the donut machine that goes crazy? Captain Kangaroo used to read it to us. A fine story.
Kalley I love alllllll those stories! Haven’t thought about em in years. You are now redeemed for making bad comments about Krispy Kremes. Of course now, I’m not going to sleep til I remember the author of Homer Price stories. Therefore you may be in trouble again before the night is over.
In that case, may Magickly Delicious take Kalley’s place in being
doomed to only eating six week old stale donuts from vending machines for maligning that donut of the Gods Krispy Kreme. So there!
The name McCloskey or something like that is coming to mind as who wrote Homer Price. I’m off to google!
Robert McCloskey wrote it. I remember reading it in elementary school. The rich lady lost her bracelet in one of the donuts and the black boy found it and got the reward. (I seem to remember him being called “colored” in the book - that can’t be right, can it?)
Leave it to a cat who hangs around a library to come up with the answer.
Kalley thanks to BiblioCat and Google you are off the hook at least for now. 'Cept now I’m jonesing to read some Homer Price, so you best hope I find some soon young lady. :dubious:
What? I at least expected a snerk for the “lax spikes” part. :dubious:
Gosh, swampy, just come on over to my house. I have a whole collection of the Homer Price stories. In fact, I think I’ll read them when I get home.
What’ll ya give me if’n I lets ya borrow it?
Humph, Swampy I’ll eat those stale doughnuts 'cause I like bagels. So there.
dwyr have you tried quinoa, because the last time I invaded a health food type store I bought some of that and it wasn’t so good. I think I broke it. There’s also some red colored rice that I bought in the asian food warehouse but I don’t read whatever language is printed on the package and none of the pictures in any way resembles rice of any color. That may be beyond your grain-abilities because you’re only a human bean. I almost made a joke there.
Of course you’re adored Kallessa! You’re funny and smart and have impeccable taste in snack foods and spelling and kiddy lit. Just be careful doing the Bumba birthday dance nekkid, we wouldn’t want your bounty reduced by a snappish turtle!
I never watched much Captain Kangaroo as a kid. His bangs scared me.
His bangs scared you?!! Oh darlin’ I had his bangs! Basically, I had a Captain Kangaroo haircut. Except mine curled.
I have naturally curly hair, you know.
Oh, yes, I love quinoa. I’ve got the regular and the black varieties. What trips -insert joke here- most people up with quinoa is that they don’t wash it well enough. The grains are covered with saponin (soap really) and it’s very bitter if you don’t get it all off. I make a nice spanish rice dish with rice, quinoa, and millet mixed together. Very tasty. And nutritious.
Unlike Krispy Kreme doughnuts, especially the chocolate frosted ones which I adore.
I don’t know if I’ll get a chance to post again this week so I thought I’d sneak in here after hours and thank Ashes[sup]2[/sup] and Kallessa for the nekkie dances. They were delightful. It did my heart good. In fact it did wonders for my entire circulatory system.
Bumbazine - circulatin’
*The Case of the Sensational Scent
The Case of the Cosmic Comic
The Doughnuts
Mystery Yarn
Nothing New Under the Sun (Hardly)
Wheels of Progress*
These are the stories in the first part (Homer Price) of my book The Complete Adventures of Homer Price. And I read them all tonight. Tomorrow, I am going to read the second part (Centerburg Tales). It has all the Grampa Hercules stories, and the one where a tree grows right through the roof of the greenhouse. They’re real knee-slappers, they are.
Those of you too young to remember Homer (these stories went out of fashion at some point) may still be familar with the author’s work. He has two “classics” that I believe ae still socially acceptable: Blueberries for Sal and Make Room for Ducklings. His name, as other have mentioned, is Robert McCloskey and if you have young ones, you ought to get all his book and make them fashionable again.
swampy, I’m willing to do a long distance book exchange, but any book you send me can’t shock my neighbors or frighten the horses. 
Remember this?
I do.
It’s one really, really big one. Man, you should see the size of my fauna. It’d take your breath away!
And Happy Birthday Bumba. Even if it’s a day late and you won’t be around to see it, I’m still wishing happy at you to extend your Birthday Celebration.
I don’t have naturally curly hair. What I have is more what’s refered to as “straight”. I’ve had hair-cutting people comment on it. “You have very staright hair,” they tell my. Like I’ve never looked in a mirror, so that was a big surprise. One hair-cutter told me I “didn’t have one jot of curl” which was a surprise. I always thought curl came in sheets, not jots.
I’d heard that about you.
I watched Captain Kangaroo as a kid, but I’m not sure I remember those books. I was pretty much only interested in books with horses in them, so if they didn’t have horses, I may not have payed much attention.
FWIW, good horse stories are much harder to come by once you’re past the age of, oh, 12. 
Oh, and I don’t like Krispy Kremes, either. Donuts are not really my favorite pastry. So there!
And one last thing, in case he does make it back in here: Happy Birthday, Bumba!!!