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Oh my God, they're twins!
Any road trip plans this summer?
Listen to what the flower people say...
Peaceful and beautiful are twin feelings from this excellent photo.
If I had asked people what they wanted, they would have said a faster horse.Henry Ford
I imagine we won't be hearing from the Professor much more today as she'll be moderating comments over on Instapundit for hours and hours and hours...
Instapundt don't do no comments.
Every town must have a placeWhere phony hippies meetPsychedelic dungeonsPopping up every streetGo to Althouse BlogspotHow i love ya,how i love yaHow i love ya,how i love ya althouse!
But we're not phony hippies. We're the real thing. And we'll be on the road tour, maybe coming to your town, this summer. Planned? How could it be planned? We're hippies.
That will be the day that the Professor travels around without making up a plan. Of course it will be lots of fun if she tries it.
The Forever Favored OneThe light is a jewelGlittering in the grassTurning the grass into a jewel Rivaling the gemlike flowersDotting the grass And all, all together--The light, the flowers, the grass,Making Joseph's Glittering Coat.
They made up their mindsAnd they started packingThey left before the sun came up that dayAn exit to eternal summer slackingBut where were they going without ever knowing the way?They drank up the wineAnd they got to talkingThey now had more important things to sayAnd when the car broke down they started walkingWhere were they going without ever knowing the way?Anyone could see the road that they walk on is paved in goldAnd its always summer, they'll never get coldThey'll never get hungryThey'll never get old and grayYou can see their shadows wandering off somewhereThey won't make it homeBut they really don't careThey wanted the highwayThey're happy there today , today
Trooper, rather than Winnebago RV, we need something more authentic.If someone will donate a Blue Bird, I'll buy the paint.
Turkey Vulture meal interrupted on bike commute.Clouds.
rhhardin, I am lurv'n yur pikchurs 'specally the aminals, pleez pardin my hippie talk.
Trollcats accepted my trollcat (actually, troll-lioness).I feel so honored.As far as this hippie road trip, you'll be tweeting the path along the way so 'fellow travelers' can caravan, right?
And please vote for my trollcat, she deserves to rank higher than holocaust denying trollcat.
Twin eggs are always good luck! As for baby chicks, only if there is a rooster around. Otherwise those eggs are not hatching. I lost a Black Jersey Giant due to her giving birth to a giant egg. The egg was simply enormous. It was at least twice the size of a typical Jumbo egg. She died the next day. It was very sad. Jersey Giants are superior chickens and very sweet and gentle. The egg was not a twin, so my good luck designation still holds.
Hey, Chip, I Instalanched the twins.
...rather than Winnebago RV, we need something more authentic.Being from Madison, perhaps it should be a Ho-Chunk RV. Qualye: Why do you think it was so important for hippies to "Come Together" in that photo? What's wrong with sequentially?
Ann: You Instalanched this too. And there is nothing wrong in listing the hotest conservative or liberal female pundits. Let's face some facts, we do that sort of calculus in our heads--men and women when viewing those of the opposite sex. Had Playboy left off the rather biased and harsh commentary, such a list would not be the least bit controversial (especially for Playboy). Where Playboy screwed up was in the language it used to describe the conservative women in that story. Hawkins does not get nasty personal in his follow up, other than saying he finds the liberal women on his list attractive (I can imagine some of those women would not necessarily reciprocate the same admiration back to Hawkins). He even mentions you in passing in the Garance Franke-Ruta post.
Why do you think it was so important for hippies to "Come Together" in that photo? What's wrong with sequentially?Together? Sequentially? It doesn't matter to me.As long as we all get to come in the bus.I mean, come with...(Uh, see?, I've overstepped myself. Signs of my youthful folly are starting to appear.)
Hippies drive around in ancient VW microbuses, where the 9 or 9 layers of house paint is all that's holding the underlying bits of rust and Bondo together.Bonus points if the microbus has been converted to run on biodiesel.
Hannity won for sexiest hunk in Playgirl, even beating out Keith Olberman. Sean feined embarassment.
Make that 9 or 10.Shame and humiliation on me.
If we go in the RV, we can tow our Volkswagen bug. What kind of hippie trip would it be without one of them?
Good evening fellow republicans, how are you, that's good, I care.I am super, thanks so much for asking.I did a good deed to a fellow republican over the past week.George W Bush's personal assistant for many years lives in my building. Yes, I know starfucker is me.Anyhoo, he sent out an email to all of the loft owners asking if he could use one of their spots in the storage room. Well low and behold I said sure Blakey Wakey, it's your. He offered to give me rent for it but I said no rent needed.I do hope that he does give me some gift certificate though for a fabulous restaurant. It would only be right.Time for the gym pretty soon.My summer schedule is really getting "packed".I have Maine this weekend. Next weekend Wisconsin, the following weekend Fire Island, the following week Ptown, back to Maine, then Ptown again, Fire Island for a week, and then a couple of weeks in Ptown.Is anyone ever really ready for this much stress?
Bonus points if the microbus has been converted to run on biodiesel.Say, that's not a half-bad idea for VW to consider- to recapture an aging boomer market.
Tonight at the gym I am focusing on my tits.
First really sunny afternoon near the beach in a few weeks, time to head towards Venice Beach and take some snaps of the freakshow.(and thank you for the Instalanche, Prof)
No offense to anyone here but I think I am likely the most fabulous on this site.
TitusDidAGoodThing said... No offense to anyone here but I think I am likely the most fabulous on this site.6:07 PMWith your itinerary this summer, you better be.
Just to prove my fabulous here is the email string, minus the email addresses. I am sure the FBI is monitoring my computer. My car is parked next to his too and I never go near it.But aren't I fabulous?Check out the name and Google it.You are welcome. I dont know which space is mine. Joe should know. I doubt i will use it in the future. Have a good weekend. Steve--------------------------------------------------------------------------------From: Blake Gottesman To: Sent: Thu May 21 13:55:32 2009Subject: RE: Storage Room at Ivey Place Steve:Thanks so much. I really appreciate it. Can you please remind me of which shelf / space is yours? If something comes up and you’d like to begin using the space, I’ll – of course – be more than happy to move my stuff right away. In the meantime, know that I’m most grateful. Blake From Sent: Thursday, May 21, 2009 1:53 PMTo: Blake GottesmanSubject: Re: Storage Room at Ivey Place You can have mine. No need for any rent. Steve
Our hippie-mobile will be a sleek Audi TT Coupe. We will stay in motels/lodges/inns. We are evolved hippies.
Now you all know my name is Steve.Isn't that exciting.
Althouse, look how fabulous I am.Acknowledge my fabulousness please.Thanks doll.OK, off to sculpt the tits.
Lastly, he is not the snotty one I have referred to in previous postings.He is very nice.The FBI will probably be at my door any minute.
"Althouse, look how fabulous I am."Fabulous people respond when directly addressed about setting a dinner date.
Now you all know my name is Steve.And now I know that I didn't date your sister from Waunakee, Titus. That would have been too spooky!
I slept in a rental car once in Lahaina, Maui.
Fast-moving knotted sweatshirt photographed in low light.
Power company restores neighbor's electricity after thunderstorms, at 4am this morning.Early to bed early to rise.
Canine knotted sweatshirt ecstasy there, rh. Nice capture.
"We are evolved hippies."I was shamefully evolved back in the day. When we all went camping, which we did a lot, I would drive down the street to check in at the nearest cheap motel when it was time to sleep. It didn't take the group very long to know a good thing when they saw it. Soon enough they were all sleeping on my floor.What great times we had traveling in packs.
Hey Chickelit, that was faar out, man.Wao, or wow, not that there's anything wrong with either, but Titus sounds like the square middle-age dude around here tonight. Did Althouse say road-trip? I'm in, though not in the Audi. I'm not innie the audi. And I'm not in the microbe bus either.
Aboard the bus.
I'm in, though not in the Audi. I'm not innie the audi. And I'm not in the microbe bus either.I know, you only roll whole hog these days.
When The Big O tanks the frackin' economy and the SHTF and I enter the ranks of the permunemployed, I shall spend my remaining days and money living the hippie dream tooling about in a VW camper, an old school bus, or van. I shall flit about and see the sights and visit my favorite people and when I run out of money and options and medication, then I shall die peacefully in my hippie happiness.LOL Colbert just referred to condoms as penis burqas. Ha ha haaaaa
I was shamefully evolved back in the day.That doesn't sound shameful Penny-that sounds sensible. But did they really all remain on the floor?
When The Big O tanks the frackin' economy and the SHTF and I enter the ranks of the permunemployed...I was notified last week that I will be entering the ranks of the unemployed. However, there will be nothing permenent about it. Despite our politician's best efforts, there are still plenty of opportunities out there for anyone who really wants to succeed.
What a clever little chicken. ;)
And we'll be on the road tour, maybe coming to your town, this summer.Cool. A rolling bachelor / bachelorette party!
We're coming to your town, we'll help you party it down.We're an American Band Grand Funk Raiload (1973)
Actually, it might be the betrothed party, coming to a town near you.Why would Ann leave Meade to meet the Althousians?
I assumed that they were inseparable these days, and would road trip after the wedding. That way they won't need separate motel rooms. ;)
Now you made me feel bad about our date Althouse.I am sorry.
You know I love you.Hello, everyone else. George W. Bush's personal assistant lives next door to me in my building. Would it be arrogant to say we live on the Penthouse-not together. Yes my address has Penthouse in it. Totally Zza Zza. Can I get some props.I just got back from the gym and on the way home I knocked on my friends doors to show them my tits.I got a great pump and felt compelled to show it off.
Are you going to post a map from your travels?
But wherefore do not you a mightier wayMake war upon this bloody tyrant, Time?And fortify your self in your decayWith means more blessed than my barren rhyme?Now stand you on the top of happy hours,And many maiden gardens, yet unset,With virtuous wish would bear you living flowers,Much liker than your painted counterfeit:So should the lines of life that life repair,Which this, Time's pencil, or my pupil pen,Neither in inward worth nor outward fair,Can make you live your self in eyes of men.To give away yourself, keeps yourself still,And you must live, drawn by your own sweet skill.
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