June 19, 2007

La la...

Flower stalks

It's a lovely day here in Madison.

34 comments:

MadisonMan said...

It sure is. I'm very glad we had the rain last night, too. Crops were looking awfully dry outside of town.

Anonymous said...

Very sage of you, if this is salvia.

MadisonMan said...

I think it's delphinium. But what do I know?

Ann Althouse said...

Is it salvia? I was just reading this.

Anonymous said...

I'm glad you linked that article, Ann, b/c not too long ago someone offered my teen some "sage" to smoke, saying it was ~natural.

So, is a shark bite. Will pass this along.

steve simels said...

I see Ann is posting more vegetable porn.

Good show!!!

steve simels said...

I doubt if any blogger will disagree with my assertion that the plants in the above photo are obvious phallic symbols, despite the absence of Bill Clinton.

Ann Althouse said...

"I doubt if any blogger will disagree with my assertion"... I've never knocked antiAlthousianans into the vortex with a bigger sledgehammer. Wear that phrase as a badge of honor!

steve simels said...

Ann Althouse said...I've never knocked antiAlthousianans into the vortex with a bigger sledgehammer.

The narcissism is reaching critical mass, folks. The woman has no idea that she's a figure of fun....

Anonymous said...

"I doubt if any blogger will disagree with my assertion that the plants in the above photo are obvious phallic symbols..."

Obviously, *somebody's* is blue and purple... and a little serrated.

Bissage said...

Don’t you want to meet Dr. Miller? No salvia patients for his rehab program so society’s failings are to blame. A new addictive drug? “[R]eally fascinating.”

Anyway, I don’t want to be a total poop, so here’s your flower.

La la la la . . .

(By the way, Mr. Simels, there’s snow down South. Your pretension is showing.)

trifecta said...

antiAlthousianans? Narcissus much?

Revenant said...

antiAlthousianans? Narcissus much?

She rings the bell and you salivate.

Bissage said...

Please, forgive me.

I should have specified that those are Veronica.

(Too obvious?)

ricpic said...

Wow, so that's what salvia looks like with enough rain. Terrible drought here in the northeast, salvia barely hanging on.

Ann Althouse said...

It's kind of cool to write "narcissus" in a flower post.

trifecta said...

Revenant, I check this blog maybe once every two months or so.

Somebody says look what the sad drunk narcissist said, and often times I will ignore it.

Today I didn't. I guess if I show up here every 9 weeks instead of every 8 or so, it will cure me of my anti-althousian disease.

But that vegetable porn in the last thread was so hot.

I want to read about Jennifer Flowers and the rutabega of doom next. Getting frisky just thinking about it.

Anonymous said...

LOL, Bissage. I caught the good ID you made, but was a little embarrassed for *somebody* here who can look at a Veronica and see phalluses.

Or should I say LOLa?

billy b said...

La la la la la la la la la

Means

I love you

[oooooo babe]

La la la la la la la la la

Means

I love you

Revenant said...

Revenant, I check this blog maybe once every two months or so.

The "you" in my post was plural. As in, she makes a post and a random selection of trolls pop by to accuse her of being one or more of: stupid, fascist, drunk, dishonest, right-wing, or anti-feminist. Since you only enter into the world of the people posting here when you feel the urge to insult Ann, "anti-Althousian" is a good term for your sort.

Oh, I'm sure you have a life outside of that too, but does anybody care what it is? It is easier to define you by your only memorable characteristic.

trifecta said...

My defining characteristic is that I don't follow a bat shit crazy alcoholic with a Sanjaya fixation who writes vegetable porn.

Kinda proud of that actually.

Sofa King said...

My defining characteristic is that I don't follow a bat shit crazy alcoholic with a Sanjaya fixation who writes vegetable porn.

Kinda proud of that actually.


Your continuous posting belies that assertion.

So have some pride! GTFO!

steve simels said...

LOL, Bissage. I caught the good ID you made, but was a little embarrassed for *somebody* here who can look at a Veronica and see phalluses.

But not embarassed for your hostess, who looked at an onion ring and saw a vagina because Bill Clinton was nearby.

That's who I was paraphrasing, you nit.

dave™© said...

The woman has no idea that she's a figure of fun....

That's what makes it such a hoot!

dave™© said...

As predicted earlier, Blithering Idiot has started the "it's just a joke!" defense she uses whenever she's caught shitfaced and babbling...

Anonymous said...

steve, I realized to what you were alluding, you "louse." See, I give you credit for a certain level of maturity--

I don't get it. Are you lefties trying to persuade others here to come on over to your side by hurling personal invective? By being such stand-up swell guys, the kind we hope our daughters marry some day?

Maxine Weiss said...

"This Althouse character seems sharp, but her prose just remains listless on the screen. She says what she says and then it’s over. There’s no relationship to be had with her words."
--As The Worm Turns

I agree, affect is flat and monotone. Lifeless, overly clipped and dry. Needs an energy boost.

dave™© said...

Are you lefties trying to persuade others here to come on over to your side by hurling personal invective?

First, it's nice to see someone admit that this is a right-wing site.

Second, no one gives a flying fuck about you. We're just here to watch the biggest mental car wreck on the internet do her thing.

And she never disappoints!

Michael said...

"You lefties?"

What does what hand I write have to do with anything?

Hazy Dave said...

Just, wow. Your hostess "right-winger" voted for Clinton twice, y'know. I know that doesn't count when it comes to hating GWB, just thought I'd offer a fact I can't independently verify for the sake of conversation.

Peter Hoh said...

I'm reminded of a certain Mad Magazine cartoon involving two couples meeting outside a theater showing an X-rated film. The couple leaving makes the excuse that they only wanted to see what sort of filth the're putting in movies these days. And when they ask the arriving couple what they are doing there, they reply that they only wanted to see what sort of people go to see the filth they're putting in movies these days.

Revenant said...

My defining characteristic is that I don't follow a bat shit crazy alcoholic with a Sanjaya fixation who writes vegetable porn.

Which, given that you describe Ann in exactly those terms, makes you -- you guessed it -- anti-Althouse. See? The world makes sense again.

Just between you and me, though, it is a little sad that your "defining characteristic" consists entirely of insults that other people thought of first. Be more original. Be more avant-garde. Call her a "goatfucker" or something.

Maxine Weiss said...

Althouse doesn't allow expletives in these comments.

She can't abide such coarse language.

Bea Arthur said...

A nice, pretty little piece about flowers.

What's to cause the rumpus? Is it the dope angle? That's only amusing if it's 1968. You know, I miss the 60's as much as anybody, but I don't miss 1968. I do miss 1961, though. Another story, another time. Move along. Anyway, think how this "discussion" would go in 1968 with hippy-dippy types all a-twitter about the latest natural high. And pretty flowers, too! Like, wow.

So, this place suddenly seems to be infested with anti-Professor types. They really make me miss the hippies. They show up on cue no matter what the topic. Jeez! Is the Central Committee sending them? You'd think some people would have a better way to kill time.

Man-On-The-Street interview:

"Do you have any hobbies, sir?"
"Uh, yeah." (3-beat pause)
"And what would they be?" (another 3-beat pause)
"Uh, I post really dumb insults in the comments of blogs."
"Oh? And what kinds of blogs do you like to insult?" (4-beat pause)
"Uh, you know. Th' wingnuts. Like, there's this law professor type. She, like, drinks wine and puts up crap that none of us are into. And she's really, like, conceited. So, like, I say really dumb shit to make fun of her." (deadly silence)
"Thank you very much for your time, sir."

Yes, we're not dealing with Spinozas here. And it's not the Professor's fault. She wants to provide a forum and suggest topics for free discussion. Her topics aren't bad, her take on things is interesting, and her photography is great. But look who shows up! I'm thinking Greenwich Village coffee house in 1957, and what happens is pimple-faced geeks who type with their thumbs trading insults with Buck Turgidson and Margaret Anderson.

Are there any, like, normal people out there?