Sure, that’s the highbrow answer. Actually, I can’t read anything that starts with Eonwe because I get confused on how to pronounce that name in my head, so I just skip over his/her posts or any posts that reference that name. And I think I remember that movie. Didn’t it star Danny Kaye? 
A good glue, or some spackle and you’ll be as good as new Cosmopolitan. I’ll try to be more careful from now on, so I don’t hurt your resale value.
“Didn’t it star Danny Kaye?”!!! Shibb, now you’re just toying with me. (I base this on the winkie smilie- Oh yeah! If you see this, Hi Winkie! If you don’t see this, then that was a watse of my precious time.- anyway… the winkie smilie and not knowing the works of the Master, Danny Kaye? Oh the humanity!)
And just to help: Eonwe is pronounced “Ee-on-wee” in all of my threads. Just to avoid confusion.
-Rue.
Ooooh, plastic flamingos. Very cool. You know what else you need to keep that flock in line? Some lawn gnomes. Little flamingo shepherds.
Court Jester is a fantastic movie. My mother has this story about hearing my sister and I howling in the livingroom. She ran into the room and found us rolling on the floor with laughter, watching the Court Jester. I was like 6.
Course, two years later, it was 1988. 
As long as you don’t pronounce me out of your thread, Rue, you and I’ll get along juuuuuuuust fine.
Considering the weekend’s just about to start, I gots to ask this question fast –
What do you break a chalice in with?
Seems to me, the only choice is mead. Or does mead more properly belong in a stein? I know ale belongs in a flagon and I’m pretty sure wine belongs in a vessle… Or wait, does wine more properly belong in a chalice? Does that make it too communion-like [sub](“D’yer get wafers with it?”)[/sub]
Don’t look at me like that; these are important questions to ask, akin to inquiring about the proper placement of the shrimp fork! I don’t care if the thing IS going to be initially used on a carouse, there are ways things are done and there are ways things are not done. I mean you wouldn’t swab your ear out with a croquet wicket, would you?
And in 1988 I was filling out college applications and taking the SAT - thanks SO much for dredging up those memories… 
Dangit, I posted yesterday and the danged hamsters ate my quasi-brilliance.
I hereby attempt to repeat my post from memory:
Rue, I don’t really think that I want to have my hair tinned. I may have a few strands bronzed so I can fondly reminisce about a long lost friend in the years to come, but tinning? No way.
Does anyone have any recommendations for quality man-corsets or toupee glue? I need some help here.
And then there’s this:
Does this mean that Jester isn’t the baby anymore?
And how do I get to be one of Rue’s Pals[sup]TM[/sup], anyway?
Exgineer, I don’t know what the Rue Pal[sup]TM[/sup] initiation is for the guys, but mine involved hibiscus, a heating pad, three deviled eggs, a recording of Guys and Dolls, and 6" stiletto heels. How he managed to stand in those things, I’ll never know!! :eek:
But here’s a hint: think hard when he yells “Hey, look behind you!” That’s all I’m saying.
Speaking as the proud owner of several chalices and flagons, mead is always an appropriate choice for breaking in a drinking vessel, be it chalice, flagon, horn, or Dixie cup.
A word of warning on washing the chalice, Rue: Avoid using soap if possible, and use a very dilute solution if you must. The taste will linger and pollute whatever you put in the chalice for a long while.
In 1988, I started high school, blackmai…er… influenced several school administrators, got my driver’s license, started a D&D group, admitted to being a neopagan, defended some Catholic friends against rumors of Satanism, learned to read runes, and won a good bit of money playing poker with optimists and drinking games with lightweights.