March 31, 2009

The Tuesday Sunset Café.

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23 comments:

traditionalguy said...

Your trees must need fertilizer. The leaves are too small to show in the picture. Down here in Georgia the dogwoods and the cherry trees have bloomed out, and most trees are half way to sprouting this years new green foliage. The Augusta National is putting on the finishing touches to the course for the Masters. Life goes on as usual in the Atlanta Spring, and perfect granchildren are blooming like the new flowers.

traditionalguy said...

I just noticed the new sub-title on your Blog. That's pretty bold talk for a Law Professor.

Trooper York said...

Hey tomorrow is April hd house day. Are you going to tell us you are really engaged to Andrew Sullivan?

former law student said...

Let's all chip in and get this for Freeman and Ethan:

http://i.gizmodo.com/5191510/peekaru-is-a-baby-snuggie

I saw this on Pandagon, but am not linking to it.

Peter V. Bella said...

Hey tomorrow is April hd house day.

Now, now Trooper, house finally came out. He related his fondness for farm animals, especially those of the ovine persuasion. We must tolerate and celebrate his lifestyle and treat him with respect and fairness; just like DTL.

ya'betcha

Lem said...

Making out in public?

The Osbournes rip-off Althouse.

Roger von Oech said...

Learn from History!

I went back to your November, 2004 archives and went through the whole month to see what you were writing about, and also to see if you had "grown" as a blogger.

What an innocent time! Kerry surrending! Talk of "Jesusland." Carville weeping. People picking on Andrew Sullivan.

One thing that struck me was that you had a total of something like 3 comments for the whole month. Were they purged? Or were you just incredibly persistent while talking into an echo chamber?

Ann Althouse said...

@Roger I didn't have the comments on at all, but people later put comments on old posts.

There are a lot of empty comments sections in the archives. But I do always see them, because I get them in the email, so feel free to comment on old posts.

Roger von Oech said...

Ann: "I didn't have the comments on at all"

Oh, I didn't think of that possibility.

In the years I've been reading you, I've always enjoyed your "take" on things (as well as your choice of things to have a "take" on), but equally rewarding (and entertaining) are the comments of your readers. Your blog wouldn't be the same without them.

What motivated you to change your policy?

Lem said...

There are a lot of empty comments sections in the archives...

Maxine wreaking havoc no doubt ;)

Henry Buck said...

Do you also get an email when a comment is deleted?

Pogo said...

Do you have a machine that goes ping whenever there's a new comment?

Ann Althouse said...

"What motivated you to change your policy?"

Judge Posner!

hdhouse said...

It's good, on this All Fool's day eve, to remember to tolerate and celebrate the very least among us......however undeserving.

ya'betcha.

Ann Althouse said...

"Do you also get an email when a comment is deleted?"

Yes.

"Do you have a machine that goes ping whenever there's a new comment?"

No, but I could set my email to go ping.

Pogo said...

Ping!!

Henry Buck said...

Then I have to apologize for slightly crazy behavior back during election season.

Ann Althouse said...

http://althouse.blogspot.com/2005/04/judge-posner-on-blog-comments.html

"I had the comments on for a while about a year ago, and I turned them off because I found myself doing so much writing over on the comments pages and because a few people were being abusive. I wanted to concentrate my writing on the front page. These days, I spend a lot of time reading and responding to email, which is really a displaced comments page and an even less "front page" kind of writing for me. I'm impressed by Judge Posner's very pro-comment attitude. So in honor of Judge Posner, I'm turning my comments back on.

"Let's see how it goes. I hope some of my regular emailers will switch to comments. I'm going to resist responding too much on the comments pages and maybe save up my response and put it on the front page in an update, which I think will be more efficient (and certainly more public) than responding to email (which I've been doing a lot of). I expect commenters to keep a civil tone, and I think most will, because the email I get is extremely thoughtful, well-written, and not abusive. I'll just delete abusive comments without making a fuss about it. So go ahead and comment."

Penny said...

No problemo, Henry. We all went so we could say we did.

Pogo said...

Slightly crazy behavior back during election season?

Not me. Totally sane.
Completely depressed and frightened and even horrified mebbe, but sound as a, well, not the dollar.

Peter V. Bella said...

You're a mean one, hdhouse.
You really are a heel.
You're as cuddly as a cactus,
You're as charming as an eel.
hdhouse.


You're a bad banana
With a greasy black peel.


You're a monster, hdhouse.
Your heart's an empty hole.
Your brain is full of spiders,
You've got garlic in your soul.
hdhouse.


I wouldn't touch you, with a
thirty-nine-and-a-half foot pole.


You're a vile one, hdhouse.
You have termites in your smile.
You have all the tender sweetness
Of a seasick crocodile.
hdhouse.


Given the choice between the two of you
I'd take the seasick crockodile.


You're a foul one, hdhouse.
You're a nasty, wasty skunk.
Your heart is full of unwashed socks
Your soul is full of gunk.
hdhouse.


The three words that best describe you,
are, and I quote: "Stink. Stank. Stunk."


You're a rotter, hdhouse.
You're the king of sinful sots.
Your heart's a dead tomato splot
With moldy purple spots,
hdhouse.


Your soul is an apalling dump heap overflowing
with the most disgraceful assortment of deplorable
rubbish imaginable,
Mangled up in tangled up knots.


You nauseate me, hdhouse.
With a nauseaus super-naus.
You're a crooked jerky jockey
And you drive a crooked horse.
hdhouse.


You're a three decker saurkraut and toadstool
sandwich
With arsenic sauce.

(From the house that stole Lambchop)

amba said...

Maybe you should get Judge Posner to marry you. After all, if not for him, you might never have met Meade.

Life is so weird!

hdhouse said...

peter...when you planned your retirement did you ever, ever, ever think what you would do to fill up your time? I mean, did you plan anything or do you just move from one mindless episodic moment to the next?

You're a wierd little fella ya'betcha!