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I think I'm seeing double already.
I'm about to paint myself green, glue bolts to my neck, and go to a party as a gender-bending Frankenstein's Creature.The things we do to advance in our departments.
Beth- you can make real cool looking scars with rubber cement. Just dab the glue on your skin and pinch a crease together and hold until dry. Don't worry, it's not permanent like crazy glue.Last time I did it was Middle School.
I almost always end up picking up the tab. Or they hand me the tab and tell me to figure out how much everyone owes. Once I was at a Beef Steak Charlies for a bachelor party with about fifty guys sitting at this humungous table. I wasn't at the end or even in the middle, just somewhere nondescript. The waiter looked around and came right up to me and gave me the check.So I think it is about time Althouse picked up the tab.
I'll give that a try, chickenlittle. You'll hear from me if on Monday I still have a rubber cement scar, though.
Rumor has it that Tina Fey and Sarah Palin will both be on SNL tonight. That should be fun. I'm cooking a toad in the hole and sipping a glass of chardonnay in anticipation. Apropos of Beth's comment, we have a pumpkin and I'm thinking of carving one of those Barack-o-laterns; I don't think the y convey quite the message the folks that thought up the idea had in mind!
If you watch SNL tonight, the singer Adele might be wearing clothes from Lee Lee's Valise. Her stylist came into the store and picked up a bunch of outfits and might pick one to wear for the show.I hope she picks the expensive ones. Hee, hee.
cuba libre, please.
Kill yr blog. 2004 over. Google won't find you. Too much cruft from HuffPo, NYT. Commenters are tards. Wired 16.11 p. 027
(1) Riverside Tavern?Drinks on Althouse?DAMNATION!!! That means w a t e r!Clean water!!!(2) Man, oh man, the stuff you can find on the internet!!!(3) PLAY IT LOUD!!!(4) Ladies and Gentlemen . . . it’s time to get c l e a n . . . with the most esteemed . . . REVEREND AL GREEN!!!TAKE ME!!!Yeeeeaaaaaaaaaahaaahaaeeeeeaaaaaaeeeheah!
Yeah, if you want a beverage, you'll have to pay for it yourself.
This guy on Amazon rated Nikon D200 poorly. Complained about dust mote on the sensor and what a bummer it was of Nikon not fixing it. Then twelve commenters totally dumped on the guy for knocking Nikon and for not knowing how to clean his own camera. It's kind of funny, in a you-just-can't-please-some-people kind of way. Anyway, that got me thinking, maybe it's a good idea to learn more about what all these features on my own camera are all about before I go upgrading to something beyond my present ability. This is what makes me a cautious consumer. But it's a good thing. I've learned a lot about my camera because I'm kind of scared of a pro or semi-pro model.
Yeah, if you want a beverage, you'll have to pay for it yourself.What! What kind of treat is that? Dutch treat, most like, which means no treat at all!!!
Yeah, if you want a beverage, you'll have to pay for it yourself.Oh, OK. So this--... where the drinks are on me.--means we're supposed to buy 'em and then spill 'em on you?Kinky.
Or, if the price is right, you'll douse yourself in a commenter's drink of choice and then him lick it off you? Meade'll be thrilled.
I knew she wasn't buying.
You think with all the dough she's making off this blog she could at least get a couple of rounds of beers. Jeeez.
Damn, Troop, what are you, a stalker?(LOL.)
For a second there, I thought I'd clicked the wrong tab.
<----Sipping a glass of 'Alice White' Australian Chardonnay. Not bad for $9.95/1.5l.Had to go downmarket, wine wise, because of losing all that 401(K) money. Boss announced a pay freeze, and my wife is having a hard time finding her free-lance editing jobs (shades of amba). I'm looking at $8,800 of extra bills this month because of tuition and having to buy a new piano, not to mention my wife crunching the left side of the van against a tree.Pretty soon I'll be reduced to water.Gotta go. Sox are on. Go Sox!!
Nope, great minds think a like. Besides I already told you, Simon is the stalker. I am the idiot.And Bissage,well, he is just wonderful.
I said I'm buying drinks. But I'm not buying beverages.
Reader, you've got to stop with creating that thought...
Ah! Althouse supplies the water!
Er, Althouse supplies the action?Sounds like she's Sir Archy's impressaria of her theatre.
Women don’t buy drinks. It is a cultural truism like Irish guys having small dicks and black people being afraid of swimming. It just is.Or as the annoying saying goes: It is what it is.
I mean the action in the sense of the verb, to drink.Erase other thoughts from your minds.
Oh, all right. Be all literal. I was just trying to bring a little joy into Meade's and--yes--Simon's (& etc.'s) life.I'd like a Harvey Wallbanger, please. No, I don't--ahem, ACTUALLY--like that drink, mind you, but it does seem thematically appropriate for the day of noise I've had.
If Althouse buys the action of us drinking, then she must somehow be directing this play, pulling unseen strings, purchasing our movements.
Shouldn't the drinks be "on the rocks"?
My prediction for what they'll do on SNL tonight:Palin will be Palin, and various cast members will be dressed up like her, trying to impersonate her, auditioning so to speak. She'll be judging them in some fashion. None of them will be good. But then Tina Fey will come out and there will be some sort of split screen, face to face moment between the two of then, standing in awe of each other.Then again, I don't know. They aren't going to do anything political because a) they don't want to make her look bad, and b) they don't want to make her look good, either. It will be politically neutral and more about the surreal imitation that Fey does it. A sort of cinema verite moment.
Trooper:Oh, I don't know. My husband said that one of the things that caught his attention the night we met (in a bar) is that not only did I buy him drinks, but better, more expensive ones than he bought for himself.
Allright, reader, I'll bite...Who was banging on your wall??
Reader, the liquor is quicker routine usually works the other way 'round.
Went to the Rev. Al's church a few years back. Three hours of full tilt rock 'n' soul 'n' gospel with the layin' on of hands, and Al has big hands. Big ol' ladies running down the aisles whooping, busting out the doors into the vestibule, deep with the Holy Ghost fever. Love and happiness and amazing grace.
Man I would love to do that George. Praise Jesus. The Rev Al Green is the real deal.
Who was banging on your wall??Brad.
reader_iam said..."Or, if the price is right, you'll douse yourself in a commenter's drink of choice and then [let] him lick it off you? Meade'll be thrilled."She will? How much? I've got a whole pocket full of nickels and let me assure you, the thrill is NOT gone.
Reader, the liquor is quicker routine usually works the other way 'round.It's a cougar trick.; )
Well it is true that to win a lady over the licker is quicker most of the time. So to speak.
Of all the gin joints in all the towns in all Wisconsin, I had to walk into the Riverside Tavern where up is down and down is up and they're both sideways and "the drinks are on me" doesn't mean what I thought it meant. Annoying.
I am watching the Sox, but with trepidation on account of superstition.
So am I, reader, but not with trepidation, actually more like some of that Alice White on account of...oh hell...I've got to have something to hurl at the TV set when the time comes....and all sox fans know it will come
OMG - would you cut this crap and actually POST something, Ann?Jeez...
Just stranded Coco Crisp. When the Sox are doing it, they strand more people than JFK in a blizzard.Still 2-1....Not time to throw anything yet.
m00se: Maybe reader and I can live blog the Sox game!OTOH, Alice White may distract me.Not to mention the flute I have to finish, the piano I have to move out of the living room, and the $2,600 tuition check I have to write tonight, the chances of any getting done diminishing as my personal acquaintance with Ms. White deepens.Whaddya say, reader? Wanna do play-by-play??
I might, if I didn't think it might just set me up for a heartache. I already told you: superstitious. It's bad enough that I was "early in," in terms of watching tonight.OTOH, my son, who historically dislikes baseball (!!!), has taken to chanting "Lose-Tampa-Bay, Lose-Tampa-Bay" and appears to be developing an interest in the sport. He just lobbied to stay up later, for the first time evah to stay up longer to watch baseball.I'm tellin' ya, I'm superstitious. How can any of this come to any good, at all, at all?(Anyway you slice it, btw, since my dirty little secret is that my other team is the Phillies, with longer, if not more noble, provenance.)Ah! Damn! 4-2! As I type!
Veritek homerun! Yay!Big Pappy came through with an RBI. Coco Crisp finally makes it home.4-2 Yay!Struck out Youkilis, though. Rays' current pitcher is a very good changeup/curve ball pitcher. Sneaky bastard.reader, you'd be right at home amongst the Boston Irish, who, despite a bit of the hail-fellow-well-met, never pass up a chance to see that nothing good ever comes easily.
with longer, if not more noble, provenanceYckhkggh. What a bad, bad sentence, due to the egregious misplacing of the highlighted phrase. The highlighted bit modifies (or, more precisely, ought to have done) the "***my*** other team" bit, and not the Phillies, bless its and their heart and hearts.
Close play at second, but the Sox get out with no damage, despite issuing their first walk. I wanted to see the replay, but it cut immediately to a beer commercial, and then to Pirates of the Caribbean, thanks to kids.The boys are watching Pirates of the Caribbean instead of commercials/color commentary. Make of that what you will.Didn't notice anything so bad about that sentence, reader.
But then, Ms. Alice White and I have made a close, personal acquaintance, and thus I am not in a pedantic mood.
Veritek strands a couple more. Damn. Something like 10 hits, and they squeaked out 4 runs. What did I say about stranding?Better than usual, if the Sox are in stranding mode, though.
1-2-3 and the Sox are out of the 7th. Coco Crisp did his thing at the wall with a pretty seriously hit ball. There's a reason we keep that weirdo.2 more innings, reader, 2 more. Plenty of chances left to throw stuff at the TV.reader?? Are you there? What kind of a tavern is this? There's a big game on the TV, and the joint's emptied out.
Youkilis just hit into yet another double play, ending the Sox up in the top of the 8th. Damn.Earlier I wondered if we were somehow puppets on strings, performing our parts as expected.That sure goes for Youkilis.
My husband just said (coming up from his office): Honey--you know what?-- let's watch the end of this together!I'm all, "well, you know, like, um ..."He's all, "What, still superstitious?"I'm all, "Buddy, I'd start playing Bonnie Tyler NOW, if I thought it'd help counter-act the jinx potential."Theo, are you sure you want to lament my lack of live-fanning the Sox flames?
"Flame," of course, being a neutral word, in that it has more than one connotation and can sometimes handle the burden of multitasking.
Theo, safe to assume that you are rooting for the Bosox?
peter, very safe to assume!
Between the Puritans and the Jansenist Boston Irish, there's just too much of the Sinners in the Hands of an Angry God stuff going on around the Sox.The Curse is reversed! Get over it!Unless, of course, we really are sinners....(Can you imagine Trooper or any New Yorker thinking this way??)
My best friend is a Red Sox fan, and some has rubbed off on me. You guys get the good ex-Twins, too.
Youkilis caught a 2-out line drive off a Papelbaum fast ball to end the game.Sox win!!Sox win!!Sox win!!Yay!!Kevin, all is forgiven!
Paplebaum sure throws a hard ball. Pretty surprising for a closer this late in the season. A couple of those balls just had the batter looking, and one guy swung underneath and way late at a high heater that looked at least 90 mph.I like closers like that.Well, on to SNL, but, frankly, my heart isn't in it.The Red Sox are Truth and Beauty, and this tawdry political nonsense is just depressing and soul-sucking.
So, Trooper, is the singer's dress the one she picked out at Lee-Lee's Valise, or not?
You know, there are so very many reasons to throw out if not every television, then all but one.Then there are nights such as this one, when more--ahem, ACTUALLY-means more.
If our politicians are great actors, we have a big problem.Ronald Reagan cleaned up the Carter problem.
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