Is it a sign? It's the first thing I see when I open the blind this morning, my birthday.
ADDED: Ruth Anne started a little Althouse blog meme yesterday, and Simon contributes here.
AND: Blake continues the meme.
AND: Sean Wisnieski joins the meme.
१२ जानेवारी, २००८
Sunrise with an X.
Is it a sign? It's the first thing I see when I open the blind this morning, my birthday.
ADDED: Ruth Anne started a little Althouse blog meme yesterday, and Simon contributes here.
AND: Blake continues the meme.
AND: Sean Wisnieski joins the meme.
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It's a sign of good vortices to come. Auspicious.
Thank you for reminding me to call my aunt, who's 84 today.
Contrails are all east-west in Ohio. Many lottery bets on 11.
Is a dead chicken on your back porch a bad sign? A neighbor dog normally tied seems to have decimated the feral rooster population yesterday.
Support for the bad sign theory comes from the subsequent delivery of a new Dell computer that crashes out of the box. Doesn't even make it to the welcome screen.
Sacrifice of goats is well supported in computer science, as well.
Y doth Z post that?
You should try and go to the spot of the X! A birthday treasure hunt!
Happy Birthday, fellow Januarian!
(mine's the 18th)
rhhardin,
If the chicken is a fresh kill, it is a good sign. Garlic roasted or chicken soup.
Happy birthday and many happy returns.
As we channel Jack - happy 39th, and many more!
Happy Birthday Bitch.
Go to something nice for yourself today. May I suggest buying a cute little number or perhaps facial.
Woud you ever consider doing a little botox? I have always said that once I turn 40 I may try it.
A friend of mine has done it twice and it looks good-not fake.
If so what type of procedure would you consider?
Happy Birthday Anne, you look so young for your age.
Bob R.
Happy birthday Professor Althouse!
When I see contrails that early in the morning here is what they make me think of: How early did those poor passengers have to get out of bed this morning? They must have already traveled to an airport, checked-in, boarded, taken-off and climbed to altitude--all before 7:00 AM. (Actually, I think your postings are set to Central time even when you are on the East Coast, but it is still pretty early) Or are they on red-eyes and actually are still up from last night?
Yes, I keep the blog on Central Time. I can't change it to Eastern Time or it will change all the old posts too. Havoc!
Happy Birthday, Ann!
X marks the spot! Happy birthday in the age of aquarius!
Have a great day!
Happy Birthday Ann, do something fun!
When people say 'Happy Birthday' it doesn't mean that they literally want you to have a h-a-p-p-y Birthday.
I detest the fake sentiment and silly platitudes.
...Because I'm genuine and when I say something, I really mean it!
And, right now I don't want anyone to be happy.
Happy Ann's birthday, Maxine!
It's like saying 'How are you?'.
....nobody really cares, they just say it just because there's nothing else to say.
And yet, had Althouse bothered to to acknowledge Christmas, I might have been willing to throw her a proper Birthday with all the trimmings.....
No Christmas, no Birthday !
Happy Birthday Anne.
Happy Birthday Ann. Hope you enjoy your day and have many, many more.
From a guy who grew up across the Ramapo River in Oakland.
Happy birthday! (It's easy for me to remember yours, as you share a birthday with my best friend.) Have a great day, and post some cool pictures later!
Kev, are you best friends with Rush Limbaugh? (Or Howard Stern?)
I don't know, Ann; you post a story about twins separated at birth getting married, then we find out that you share your birthday with Rush and Howard...my spider-senses are tingling.
Maxine Weiss said...
"No Christmas, no Birthday !"
Sometimes even Maxine is unaware of just how wise she is. Consider:
It's mid-April, 1950.
Mr. and Mrs. Althouse are a young married couple, deeply in love, with an adorable bright bouncing baby girl whose name I forget but I think begins, as does "Ann," with the letter "A."
Birds are singing, crepuscular squirrels are madly frolicking in rabidly delirious dances of erotic love. And the warm spring sun has just set to a stunningly dramatic display of color, shape, and movement. Life is happy for the Althouse family - almost as happy as a domestic life can be.
Mr. Althouse, a tall handsome man who is continually mistaken for Ol' Blue Eyes/Silver Throat himself, develops a timeless male twinkle in his eye and begins to hum a hum familiar only to one woman - his brilliant and comely young bride.
With a quick check to see that the baby is still napping soundly, she dims the chandelier, lights a tray of candles, and softly snuggles up to her man, whispering low and long,
"Merry Christmas, darling."
Little did either of them realize in that innocent moment of hope and longing, that their gift would be arriving three weeks late.
(ps: Maxine, how ARE you?)
Happy Birthday, Ann. I hope you have friends in New York to treat you to a proper celebration.
If not maybe we could all throw you a virtual party
Happy birthday Professor. It is my birthday also.
Bill
Happy birthday Althouse.
Another year we have not meant, and probably never will, which gives me the ALTHOUSE BLUES.
Isn't that a great name for a blues album!
Meade you posted that Ann's father said "Merry Christmas".
I don't think so since he and his wife were Jews.
Happy Birthday, Althouse!
...followed those links... I had no idea Ruth Anne was so badass!
Hey, you awaken in the morning and check out all those little aches and pains you had when you retired. If they are still there, you're "good to go".
It's gonna be a good day.
I've mentioned my favorite 2007 post before, but I'll mention it again!
Happy Birthday, Ann. My second daughter was born today, too. So was Dominique Wilkins, a Hall of Fame basketball star from Georgia.
What a great day.
"Sunrise with an X" or Allah's Crosshairs.
Sorry, I was channeling Louis Farrakhan and Rev. Jeremiah Wright.
"In the 21st century, white America got a wake-up call after 9/11/01,” Wright wrote in a church-affiliated magazine. “White America and the western world came to realize that people of color had not gone away, faded into the woodwork or just ‘disappeared’ as the Great White West kept on its merry way of ignoring black concerns."
Thanks for remembering, Ruth Anne. It was my mother's grandmother, our great grandmother, Grandma Dell.
Thanks, Ruth Anne. You know I'm just a common ordinary blue collar myth maker, so I appreciate any help I can get with accuracy and details - especially helpful for when I pass along the story to my friend, the illustrious and urbane Mr. T. York, who I'm hoping can be persuaded to write the screenplay.
(a PG-13 rating. Obviously)
Ann. Happy birthday and continued success in all you do, professionally and personally.
Kev, are you best friends with Rush Limbaugh? (Or Howard Stern?)
LOL! No, not quite. I may have done radio in college, but my best friend is a fellow jazz musician with no on-air time (either playing CD's or being played on one) as of yet.
I did listen to Howard for quite a while when he was on in Dallas and I was doing a 35-mile commute to my teaching job every morning. The overall attitude of that show gave me the proper "pit bull" mentality to negotiate Dallas traffic at that time of day.
Rush? Not so much, mostly because his show is on during prime teaching time--and if I do end up listening to radio at that point in the day, I tune to a local show that's co-hosted by a guy who was on the same Little League team with me in fourth grade (small world!).
Happy birthday! I hope it was great. My mother's birthday was Saturday also - she turned 75. Just one year short of the next segment you mention. She's always loved having a winter birthday - one of her birthday activities ever since she was a kid is making ice cream, in a hand crank ice cream maker, using snow packed around the cannister.
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