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Keep this place going without me. I've got to drive into the sunrise this morning and I haven't got time to feed the blog. I'll join the conversation when I can.
Keep this place going without me. I've got to drive into the sunrise this morning and I haven't got time to feed the blog. I'll join the conversation when I can.
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(1) Feed the blog. That’s GREAT!!! I don’t know that I've ever heard that one before!
(2) Is there any truth to this rumor there are really only 12 Althouse commenters?
(3) This poison ivy I’ve got going here is in the ropy secretion phase and it’s driving me crazy!
*blots/scratches*
(4) That’d make a neat-o name for a rock band: The Ropy Secretions.
(5) How about The Malodorous Stools? Probably already taken.
(6) Let’s find out.
*consults teh Googles*
Apparently there’s a kind of music called “death metal” and one of its practitioners is a band called “Malodorous.” What a stupid name. And what the freak is “death metal” anyway? Don’t tell me. I don’t want to know.
(7) These peanuts are making me thirsty!
(8) Oh crap! A rivulet of orange fluid just ran down my freaking leg! (I’m wearing shorts.) How totally disgusting is that?!
*blots/scratches*
Do Your Thing
Basement Jaxx. It be funky.
Fun lyrics, clever video
"Do your thing."
I'm sorry but that just strikes me as a totally irresponsible invitation for people like rhhardin to post photos of his grass growing and his chickens laying eggs.
bissage, I feel your itch. I react terribly to poison ivy. Once in college I had a big cut on my leg, and I got poison ivy under the skin. Secretions constantly running down my leg. Gag.
(2) Is there any truth to this rumor there are really only 12 Althouse commenters?
Sounds a little high. I'd go with eight. Or maybe it's just 10 percent of the commenters leave 90 percent of the comments. With that number I get to invoke Sturgeons's Law.
That photo goes on the cover of the Althouse coffee table photo book!
Your autobiography should be entitled "Post, Modern", which small print copies of some of the blog posts on the inside cover...
Yes, Bissage, there are only 12 of us. We control the world through coded posts in the blog which we feed! And as long as I live, the Buffalo Bills will never win the Super Bowl! (who remembers this old reference!)
poison ivy under the skin
holy crap, I didn't even know that was possible.
I think that whatever caused the gouge in my leg -- some stick as I recall -- had a bunch of poison ivy around it. I had been running through the woods.
The weepiness of the leg wound forced me into shorts!
What do we think of this op/ed by Bob Barr, gang?
Here's Ohio classical music fans being harvested yesterday.
A site I think Ann would find hilarious: sleeveface.com
My favorite: Barbra Streisand as a
black dog.
What do we think of this op/ed by Bob Barr, gang?
I think he's the Libertarian candidate for President, and it would have been entirely shocking if he had argued for a reason to vote for McCain. Saying McCain is really just the same as Obama on judges is plain silly.
Bissage--
Not only are you correct in your assertion that there are only 12 commenters here, but the sad reality is that "Professor Althouse" has not paid us in more than three months. When I and the other 11 relocated to Omaha, certain promises were made, and they have not been kept. I did not go to Dartmouth to be treated this way. Like you, I have also heard the rumors that she is in India on a hiring trip. If she wants to flood this site with people who don't know a cricket bat from a hole in the ground, that's fine with me, but I would, at the very least, like to get paid the $12,750.00 I am owed.
Sincerely,
"george"
Windowless Apartment Complex
3768 N. 34 St., #59B
Omaha, NE
George, George, bubbalah! You needed back end participation on Althouse! I, for example, own 16.7% of the any Althouse musical!
I see Streep as Althouse, just for the singing alone!
At first glance, I thought the previous entry's title was "Madison thongs", perhaps a logical extension of the "Men In Shorts" meme... Imagine my disappointment.
Definitely some better pictures at sleeveface than the last time I checked. (Someone should do the back cover of Diamond Dogs, too.) I may have to check back at least as often as I peruse Manbabies.
Belatedly, I see I was not the first to make that observation. OK, carry on.
So the question arises, are shorts acceptable on a man in cases of medical necessity? I'm guessing yes, acceptable, but even less attractive.
"are shorts acceptable on a man in cases of medical necessity?"
If you have poison ivy under the skin. Secretions constantly running down my leg, like MadisonMan, please, stay home.
At the time I was taking summer classes at my alma mater. I remember it was cold and rainy, too -- this was back in '81 -- so wearing shorts with weepy poison ivy was doubly uncomfortable.
Great, Althouse, the first woman to drive all the way around the world to reach California! Hooray!
There are now 17 Althouse commenters, a couple of us slipped in during a recent web coup; Dark Side Truth!
Let's do a little figuring. Althouse is probably with CoololdersisterDell[seen in last night's vlog] at the U.S. Bank Championship in Milwaukee where her nephew Cliff Kresge is playing. Milwaukee is east of Madison, so she's probably watching the golf today and doing a little sister bonding.
Carry on.
"I'm sorry but that just strikes me as a totally irresponsible invitation for people like rhhardin to post photos of his grass growing and his chickens laying eggs."
Roosters don't lay eggs!
And Ruth Anne, that's just Maxine bait and you know it!
Here's a morning coffee break story about gasoline. Yes, it has been $4.00 a gallon in Germany for years, but that is because they tax gas under their EPA programs.
Anyway, we used to live in Germany in the Taunus "Mountains" just out side of Frankfurt, in the small village of Königstein.
One evening as we were coming home, we stopped at the local Exxon station to fill up my wife’s car, then we drove straight home, about a mile.
The next morning I got a call from my wife who said her car wouldn’t start when she went to go somewhere. She said it started initially, then wouldn’t start after that, so she called the dealer. (The high-end German car dealers in Germany make house calls – two guys in a flat bed tow truck, one car technician, and one tow truck technician.)
When they arrived, the car technician ran through his check list, and asked my wife if she purchased any gas that morning or the previous evening. My wife said “yes.” The guy told her that she had diesel gas in the car (not a diesel engine), and they’d have to take the car and clean it all out.
My wife protested, “I’m sure we didn’t put diesel in the car. I’m positive.”
To which the technician answered, “I know. The Exxon delivery truck put diesel in the wrong tank at the gas station last night. We’ve been picking up cars all over Königstein this morning.
Needless to say, the Germans weren’t very happy with the screw up.
Those kinds of things are a big deal over there.
Quayle,
Wow, a tow truck technician. Either that's some incredible truck, or it breaks down a lot.
Ruth Ann - isn't that called stalking in some jurisdictions?
Who paid the bill? You or Exxon?
Let's make sure to remind Ann to label this post "Bodily Fluids."
The tow truck probably needs a trained and certified technician.
Europe is really charming but really space efficient. Our small driveway was off a small stem pipe drive that fed about 10 houses, and you couldn't get a flat bed truck behind our car without destroying the 15' hedge and half the neighbor's yard across the drive. So the flat beds have a large crane arm that reaches over and picks up the car and moves it onto the flatbed.
They use these trucks also, for example, in the major European cities when the police want to clear parked cars (probably illegally parked) along streets, and the cars are bumper to bumper. They pull up along side and snatch the car.
Ann said...
"I've got to drive into the sunrise this morning
"Lost on a wave and then after;
Dream on, on to the heart of the sunrise..."
bissage said -
"(2) Is there any truth to this rumor there are really only 12 Althouse commenters?"
Because it is slow at work this morning, and because I have wondered about this too, I made my own list based from skimming some of the big comment threads over the past couple of months. As a gadfly I didnt include myself in this list, and I apologize for missing some very obvious regular commenters, but here is my shot.
This is in no particular order.
1 Bissage
2 Allens
3 Trooper (Walter Neff)
4 Simon
5 Ruth Ann
6 Vbspurs
7 Madison Man
8 Meade
9 Ricpic
10 rhhardin
11 Quayle
12 Kirby
13 John Stodder
14 Garage Mahal
15 Blogging cockroach
16 Palladian
17 Pogo
18 nansealinks
19 Eli Blake
20 Gophermomeh
21 Revenant
22 Paul Brinkley
23 Blue Moon
24 Theo Bohm
25 Dust Bunney Queen
26 veni vidi vici
27 amba
28 Montana urban legend
29 uws guy
30 paul abarge
31 Blake
32 madawaskan
33 cedarford
34 Zachary Paul Sire
35 chuck b
36 drill SGT
37 John Taylor 88
38 dbp
39 Paddy O
40 Original Mike
41 Blake
42 PatCa
43 rcocean
44 reader-iam
45 Maxine
46 Beth
47 AJ Lynch
48 Chip Ahoy
49 former law student
50 Fen
51 Knoxwhirled
52 P Rich
53 Sloanasauras
54 Freder Frederson
55 Paul Zrimsek
56 Hoosier Daddy
57 vet66
58 Mortimer Brezny
59titusallthoughheishavingasnitandwontcommentanymore
60 Loafing Oaf
61 Somefeller
62 John Althouse Cohen (oops, should have put him first)
62 The exalted
63 zeb quinn
64 Verso
65 Trumpit
66 downtownlad
And of course:
67 Archy
In memory of the king of the commenters:
1 Sippican
Thats more than 12.
john,
It's pronounced AllenS, not Allens.
lol
I apologize for missing someone. I don't apolgize for spelling or pronounciation.
George, George, bubbalah! You needed back end participation on Althouse! I, for example, own 16.7% of the any Althouse musical!
I see Streep as Althouse, just for the singing alone!
Wait a minute! What about the opera I'm writing??
Who's doing this musical? Maybe we should coordinate the and make it into something like Sondheim. You know, broad appeal, but sophisticated enough for the New York audience.
I'm afraid my opera might be a little too recherché. I'll can the Sprechstimme and screams, and stick in some catchy rhythmic tunes, and we'll have a hit on our hands. Do you have an outline or even a script? Send it to me right away, and I'll start blocking it out.
I say Scarlett Johansson as Althouse, just for the middle-aged guys here alone!
the real exercise would be to identify all the sock puppets and group them together.
I'll go first.
Cedarford + Dr. Dre's Underpants.
I mean
Cedarford = Dr. Dre's Underpants.
Hey, I am my own person.Theres just me and the voices in my head. What's up with that?
Oh, and Simon, see if you can get a copy of the New York Daily News today and look at page 2. A little present for you buddy.
And you forgot Seven Nachoes, George, Roger S and Jeff with one f.
It's funny--that list of commenters is 50% new since...not really that long ago.
True.
I was thinking of breaking out the trolls as a separate list, but that's touchy, and I'm not here to offend.
I think Chuck B is really Senator Schumer.
And I really, really doubt that Cedarford is into DrDresunderpants.
And John is really Governor Spitzer. Or Governor Spitzer was a john. Or something like that.
Thanks Trooper, they will be included in the 2009 edition (I'm thinking of going leatherbound).
I'm just one person, although I did change my name from my real name to chuck b. back in 2003 or 2004. Not too long after Althouse turned on the comments.
And I'm irregular. Until recently, I was away for about a year, I think.
what about the all-star list of banned/asshole commenters:
thersites
quxxo
derve
mary
I'm sure they're all here with us quite frequently.
Well if you are going leatherbound talk to RH Hardin. I think he's into that.
And chickens.
Around 11:26 am, I thought I smelled a dirty sock.
Chuck B, I am sorry you are irregular. You should have your gall bladder taken out. Or talk to Jamie Lee Curtis.
JohnTaylor88 = Mortimer Brezny
Here's some more that were missed:
freeman hunt
jennifer
joan
I remember them because there's so (relatively) few of us girls who comment here.
knox-
If we include those guys then also include Lucky (LOS) and his boy Robin (I forgot his name).
knoxwhirled, are you formally knoxgirl?
John's list may have confirmed what I have long suspected. Any of the comments that I post on Althouse are only displayed back to me. No one else sees them. My own private Althouse.
Gather round, ye salty motherfuckers, whil’st I spiralize you with my tale.
U.S.S. Tang. WWII. Pacific. Diesel boat. 24 torpedoes. Mission—Seek out, engage, and destroy Japanese vessels. Unrestricted submarine warfare. Commander is O’Kane. Fucker is crazy. His attitude is ‘It’s a big ocean, and if you don’t want to find Japs, you don’t have to.” The guy goes after Jap freighters like Bill Clinton after pussy. Unstoppable. Sinks like a million tons on his first four missions. His boat takes, like, 250 depth charges. It’s not like Voyage to the Bottom of the Sea where Kowalski fights a killer clown with a pipe wrench. 125 degrees. Guys are screaming. Wetting their pants and not ashamed. Not one bit.
This O’Kane is so hard that one time he was sinking freighters and this Jap destroyer spots him. (He fired from on the surface because that’s the way he was.) The Jap is coming dead on. O’Kane orders a bow shot. Impossible. First three torpedoes miss. They’re still on the surface. Everyone has wet pants. He fires another. Then another. Takes the boat down. At the last second, the destroyer blows up. Over their heads. It was the fifth torpedo. The crew is in total fucking awe of this guy. Total balls.
So they run out of torpedoes, and they go back to Pearl because everyone needs to fuck Kate Beckinsale whil’st she’s still wearing her white nurse’s cap. The admiral calls O’Kane into his office and says, “Because you are such a total motherfucker, I’m giving you your choice of missions. You can either go out with some other subs and all keep each other company and suck each others dicks, or you can go alone to the Formosa Straits, which is like the heaviest traveled Jap shipping lane and you can blow shit up and get killed. Which is it?”
O’Kane says, “Dude, I’m taking Door Number Two, but I want one thing.”
The admiral says, “What’s that?”
“I want an ice cream maker for my men.”
Admiral says, “Chocolate or vanilla?”
O’Kane says, “What you think, motherfucker? Chocolate.”
So they get some waffle cones, too, and they sink everything in the Formosa Straits. The Japs think it’s Wonder Woman in her invisible airplane. They don’t know what’s up. The whole ocean is on fire. To coin a phrase. O’Kane fires the 24th torpedo. Motherfucker goes haywire. Circles back. Hits the boat aft. 800-pound warhead of Torpex or something. One-inch nickel hull. Goodbye.
Boat doesn’t sink. Bow is bobbing above water. But the men inside can’t get out through the forward tubes or through the Momsen Escape Chamber. The angle is wrong. Guy in the control room figures out what’s wrong. Pulls a level flooding the fow’d (or for’d) tanks. Down she goes…180 feet. Holy Jesus.
Survivors gather in the ford torpedo room. Smoke from fires is seeping in. Guys are crawling in bunks to die. Others are too afraid to get in the Momsen chamber. They won’t get in. First guys go out. First guy dies. They can hear him outside, trapped. They open the door to the chamber. The other two were afraid to go. They’d rather die in their bunks.
Finally, a bunch of guys get out. Of course, some rise too fast, and when they reach the surface their lungs and brains explode, and the men on top watch them die agonizing deaths. The bends.
Anyway, to make a long story short, the Japs pick up the survivors, including O’Kane. What do they Japs do? They torture them. Every day. They starve them. Every day. They beat them with baseball bats. I am not making this up. But, through it all, O’Kane leads his men in the prison camps. They are in total awe.
Finally, Harold Stassen comes. The former governor of Minnesota. The war is over. The rescue boat pulls up. Of course, all the men are delirious with happiness. They would wet their pants if they had any urine left.
So, get this—the commandant of the POW camp comes up all I.P Kawasaki and says, “I cannot lelease the plisoners without permission from Tokyo.”
Fucking United States Navy officer whips out his automatic and rams it up against the Jap’s forehead and says, “This is your Tokyo.” So the guy leaves. Everything in his country has been burned. To cinders. Like in 'The Terminator' after Skychief takes over. Too fucking bad.
O’Kane is on the brink of death. The doctor says, “Leave him. He’s too far gone.” O’Kane says, “Take me fucking home.” They do, and after a month he’s able to leave the hospital. He gets back together with his wife Ernestine (who didn’t know whether he was dead or alive all this time because the fucking Japs didn’t release the names of the Tang’s crewmembers because they thought submariners were war criminals, and even though we knew who’d been rescued because we’d broken the Jap codes nobody could tell the wives and some them got re-married! Is that harsh or what? But not Ernestine. She was faithful.) You can bet they had some really hot reunion sex, her and O’Kane.
So what’s the point? O’Kane’s men idolized him to their dying day. And they lived a long time, the survivors. Fucker should have run for President.
So, "Professor," where’s my fucking $12,750?
Sincerely yours,
John
(p.s.--Ernestine and O'Kane stayed married for 50 years.)
"but that's touchy, and I'm not here to offend."
So, you ARE here to make friends, is that it?
what about the all-star list of banned/asshole commenters
Don't forget Lucky, Knox Girl. I don't know if he was banned, but ...
I think Mort is really Batman.
Shit,
Sorry I forgot you too, original mike. I better leave now or I will be apologizing the rest of the day.
Knoxwhirl was formerly knoxgirl till she went for a whirl and got knoxed up.
I mean look at all the facts. He lives in stately Wayne, New Jersey.
With his teen aged ward. Fighting crime with items he pulls from his utility belts. Or his man purse or whatever. But its the same thing.
And don't say he can't be the Batman cause he's black Simon. That's racist.
Frigging good story George. You have earned that $12,750. So Althouse pay the guy as per your agreement. If you can afford to go to a pro golf tournament in Milwaukee, you can afford to pay George his money.
Ann probably had a sausage or two while she was away.
What, John but no Christopher? Speaking as a youngest sibling, I'll just say that's typical. We young ones are always overlooked.
(referring to john's list)
"Ann probably had a sausage or two while she was away."
I have about six jokes for that, but I will restrain myself. For the childrens.
knoxwhirled, are you formally knoxgirl?
yes, I googled it once and found out someone else uses that name so I changed mine.
###
Wow, props to Lucky for being such a turd that he is remembered by so many.
Also there was hdhouse for quite a while there, though occasionally he could seem human.
"Also there was hdhouse for quite a while there, though occasionally he could seem human."
Actually he has been cyrogenicly frozen and is in a vat of dry ice under the "It's a small world after all" exhibit in Disney World along with Walt and the head of Ted Williams.
Here's a blog-reading suggestion intended to be helpful. When clicking links that don't automatically open another window, like this blog, it can be useful to B click the link , Ctrl C the address, Ctrl T for a new window, and Ctrl V the address. A few rounds of those eloquent key strokes and you're ace. It has the advantage of avoiding being unsuspiciously linked to cesspools and sinkholes.
Unrelated to browsing, I for one, would like to see pictures of chickens laying eggs. Eggs fascinate me.
I was making omelets, whipping out about a dozen of them, and holding up a jumbo egg, said to my sister, "I feel sorry for the chicken that laid this thing. That's gotta hurt." She said, "No, it doesn't hurt the chickens. The eggs squish out soft then the shell hardens after the air hits them." I didn't believe her but her son confirmed it, and he's really smart and never lies. So it was two against one, my incredulity against their worldly chicken-knowledge.
I need to see a video of eggs coming right out of a chickens egg hole. I will not rest until I have this theory proven. Plus sound. Squawking would be a good pain indicator.
Unrelated to chickens, I've been busy making pop-up cards.
card 1, thank you note
card 2, birthday similar to card 1 but much smaller
card 3, birthday
card 4, sympathy
Doing that, taught me some stuff. The next round will be better.
Unrelated to pop-up cards, I've quit making ice cream. All that cream started feeling yucky, so I switched to fruit glace. So far, I made some out of an entire watermelon and then, before that was even gone, made some more out of a box of peaches. It turnes out sort of like a snow cone, except a lot better.
George,
Great story, and I'll be glad to validate your time card so you can get paid.
I first thought you were making some McCain allegory ("O'Kane", POW) but I looked up the Tang story, and am impressed. For historical accuracy, he only sunk 227,000 tons, not "sinks like a million tons". One sub can only do so much.
George, that was the best spiralization ever!
*empties pockets, throws loose cash and change at George*
George ...stellar tale.
Can we talk about stones again?
Notr necessarily gallstones or even the kidney type.
Stones like balls will do.
Or tonsilloliths.
Rolling stones.
Getting stoned.
Stone Phillips. (name's gotta be fake)
Stony End
Stone Ponies (mmmmm ....Linda Ronastadt)
Stoning in Iran even. OK, not so much.
I.F. Stone
Stone, the unit of mass.
Sharon Stone
Stone Cold Steve Austin
Cold Stone Creamery (yuk)
Joss Stone
The Stone Age
Queens Of The Stone Age
Stone Temple Pilots
Sly And The Family Stone
The Rosetta Stone
the Blarney Stone
Scottish standing Stones of Wonder
The Sword and the Stone
Hot stone massage
Stone deaf
Like a Rolling Stone
But most definitely not Oliver Stone, except in villifcation. Or stoning Stone [NEWS FLASH: 7/15/08 Josh Brolin and Jeffrey Wright, along with members of a crew filming an Oliver Stone movie "W", were arrested during a bar fight Saturday morning, police said. Shreveport police Sgt. Willie Lewis said Brolin, Wright and five others were arrested just after 2 a.m. at a club called the Stray Cat bar.].
In peace-is-at-hand-in-the-middle-east news, Israel and Hezbollah reached an historic agreement yesterday: Hezbollah got 5 live "heros" in the struggle to destroy Israel.
Israel got a box of dirt.
NPR headlined this story as a "Prisoner Exchange".
Why do I think Condi brokered this?
Apologies. Card 3 link fixed.
Walter, this is Indiana. We're lucky if we can get the Chicago Tribune, let alone one of them thar big city papers. ;) What am I missing and how upset should I be? And if it's any good, who here has a scanner and a copy handy? ;)
"And don't say [Mort] can't be the Batman cause he's black Simon. That's racist."
I think Scrubs has conclusively established the precedent that Batman can be a black man.
well, two boxes.
Michelle Obama joke!
"What's the difference between Michelle Obama and Hillary Clinton?"
Hillary Clinton was an ambitious lawyer who used her husband's charm and political skill to advocate her own radical liberal policies into her own twisted view of America. Michelle Obama, on the other hand, has an overbite.
Cheers,
Victoria
I got three more of where those came from, but I'm pacing myself.
...as John McCain recently told Cindy McCain when they were making love.
Boom-tish!
It's a photo of Helen Mirren in a bikini that should settle any casting questions for the MILF afficiandos in the audience. Well worth seeking out.
And Victoria is really Monica Abbott.
John McCain recently told Cindy McCain when they were making love.
Boom-tish!
Boom-tish!
Hey, it would've gotten me a gong from Jamie Farr!
Like this lady...(SFW, but weird).
Cheers,
Victoria
Walter - that was posted on Conservative Grapevine yesterday, and it was outstanding!
And it's having a positive effect, too.
(Since Victoria's here, I'll point out that it's a shame if they printed it on page two: One more page and Mirren could have claimed to be the oldest page three girl ever!)
Stone Stockton Phillips, according to imdb, is his birth name. Fake, no. Pretentious, yes. He's a Yalie from Texas too.
Re: Josh Brolin. Isn't there a method acting joke in there somewhere?
oldest page three girl ever!
She needs to lose the name, though. "Helen" is more for the agony aunt column. ;)
It is possible, of course, that some women felt daunted by Mirren's assured pose on that beach in Puglia
Oh, she was in Puglia? This is a place where Donatella-looking women are pushing 70, and still wearing gold lamé bikinis.
(I saw the photos, and she looked outstanding. God only hope I look like her at 63. I bet you the real Queen said that, too)
Cheers,
Victoria
vbspurs:
And, of course, Cindy McCain's mafia background and family ties won't have any influence on her husband?
1 Sippican
Terrfic person. I recently found out what happened, and it made me sad...hope he reads your comment one day, John.
And thanks for the N°6 posish. I am too often AWOL to merit such a high-ranking (even if it wasn't to do with worth, I know!).
Eli -
Only when they're making love.
No problem.
john:
What I wonder about is why they are celebrating this in Lebanon.
Hezbollah led the country into a war that devastated areas of southern Lebanon, left unexploded Israeli cluster bombs all over the place and killed a thousands Lebanese just two years ago, and people are celebrating? I don't get it.
Maybe they are all celebrating mainly because they are scared of Hezbollah and don't want to be the only person in town not seen at the street party. You know what I mean-- that could lead not being seen anyplace else, either. Ever again.
And, of course, Cindy McCain's mafia background and family ties won't have any influence on her husband?
Megan McCain says one of her mum's hidden talents is being able to open a can of beer, and instantly tell if it's good beer or stale, without even a sip.
Michelle, OTOH, can top that. She looks stale all the time.
Cheers,
Victoria
Hey, any other Althousian geek have midnight-oh-one tickets for The Dark Knight tonight?
Last time I went to a midnight debut, was for Star Wars III (which stunk). The manager at my local SoBe theatre said to arrive at around 10 PM! OMG.
Victoria,
Just so people don't think he got hit by a truck or something:
http://sippicancottage.blogspot.com/
Thanks, John! I still blogroll him but hadn't checked for a while.
To her credit, Althouse still blogrolls him I just now saw. Although I just realised I myself have been 86'ed! WTF!
Oh yeah, I didn't update my blog for something like 8 months. That'll do it every time. ;)
George: One of the top three stories ever around here! I should know, 'cause I've been reading Althouse since the 4th month. Actually, I'd say it's #2, just after a Middle Class Guy CIA-FBI-Chicago cop story, which was more shaggy dog, I suppose.
I'm a little short of cash right now. Do you take American Express??
Megan McCain says one of her mum's hidden talents is being able to open a can of beer, and instantly tell if it's good beer or stale, without even a sip.
There's fresh Budweiser? Who knew!
Perhaps this is a side-effect of too much plastic surgery.
But seriously, how hard is it to note whether a can holds carbonation when you pop the top? Megan is too easily impressed.
There's fresh Budweiser? Who knew!
The Belgians!
Megan is too easily impressed.
A refreshing quality to have, when you're the great-granddaughter of a 4-star general who was on the bridge of the USS Missouri during the Japanese surrender.
Me, I wouldn't have shut up about it every day of my life.
Cheers,
Victoria
Eli,
I wouldn't take what I see on the news as indicative of the feelings, or fears, of the whole country. Reporting in Lebanon seems to be rather tightly controlled, and even the less controlled news organizations tend to be more feckless than fearless. (Or clueless; see previous NPR reference.)
Why do we see such celebrations? I think for a similar reason we see so many TV news rent-a-mourner ladies whenever an Israeli shell lands on a PLO camp. It's just orchestrated.
Men in shorts! I have never understood the Althouse revulsion. It's easy to pick out unappealing men in unappealing shorts, but as a categorical dislike? I don't get it.
Just yesterday I noticed two guys at the gas station, workmen covered in plaster dust and sweat, and realized they were drop dead sexy in their cargo shorts and work boots. Any street corner or bus stop might reveal handsome young guys in sleeveless Ts and baggy gym shorts -- again, sexy! Althouse, you're looking at the wrong men!
But I'm a lesbian so what do I know?
How to buy fish?
Victoria, I see that you've taken on the Sisyphean task of trying to whip up enthusiasm for the McCains. You go, girl!
Beth, Ruth Anne finally saw Althouse's point after taking a gander at this photo.
He's back to being fat again, bless him.
Cheers,
Victoria
I mean if Cindy McCain can tell if a beer is fresh by just a quick whiff.....
I've long found the shorts revulsion weird, but I grew up in California.
Now that I've been forced to think about it by reading Althouse, I do think some men look silly in shorts.
Then again, everyone will look silly wearing something that isn't right for them.
It's not that. It's the alternative, Beth.
I'd rather take 4 years of Brigitte Nielsen and Burgess Meredith, than Aunt Esther and Emanuel Lewis.
In the comics, Pogo and Donald Duck each wear a shirt but no pants.
Weird.
Mickey mouse wears shorts, but no shirt (and very well, I might add).
Quick Draw McGraw wears only a holster and a bandana (try that one at home; got me kicked outta bed faster'n eating crackers did.)
Goofy is fully clothed. But what the hell is Goofy anyway?
He's a dog.
And Pluto is his pet dog.
* * *
In one of Richard Scarry's books the Pig family is in a butcher shop buying bacon. I can't get over that one.
Wow, I thought I had weird observational powers.
Pogo, Goofy is a riff on a hillbilly coondog (I think).
Hence the lack of proper dentail hygiene, the ill-fitting overalls, and that generally unintelligible "hohaw" sound he makes.
I say this as I stare at my 2 foot Minnie Mouse plush toy which I bought at the Disney Store.
You guys aren't making a mess in here, are you?
'cause I'm not helping clean up.
Neil deGrasse Tyson said that he asked Disney why Pluto is Mickey's dog but Mickey isn't Pluto's mouse and they said that it's because Mickey wears clothes.
Victoria, where did you hear the "What Happened To Sippican" story? I want to know what happened too.
Palladian, I heard it through the grapevine. The geese fly at dawn, capiche? You know where I can be found, if you want more.
Off to enjoy the sunshine in the Sunshine State (first day in July where it hasn't poured).
Keep truckin' on Althouse! :)
Cheers,
Victoria
I know it has been extensively discussed previously elsewhere, but is now a good time to readdress the issue that porky pig doesn't wear pants?
And evangelicals claim our moral fiber is deteriorating! Bah!
You can't introduce a kids show today where the character doesn't wear pants.
I mean, they even named the current hit cartoon character to make sure that everyone clearly knows he is both wearing pants and is prominently associated with pants. The message is overwhelmingly conveyed: “this character is *so* wearing pants that his name even contains the word.”
No sense in getting arrested over cartoons carelessly drawn, after all.
(And besides, Ann would probably say that sponge bob square shorts sounds childish.)
Victoria,
Evidently it's pampered men in shorts that's the problem. I tend to appreciate the craftsmen or athletic types showing a little leg. And guys in kilts tossing the caber. I like that, too.
Yeah Vick- I want to know what happened to Sipp.
I visit his blog- he can write! And what a brilliant mind he has. He missed one of his callings IMO.
And again, Victoria --
So you're in a lesser evil mode; that's understandable.
But please, no more images of sex between Emperor Palpatine, hopped up on Cialis, and his alewife consort. Why are men attracted to a face rigid with Botox and laminated with three pounds of makeup? My heart can't take it!
What is Goofy?
Beth asks: "Why are men attracted to a face rigid with Botox and laminated with three pounds of makeup?" Because she is also speaker of the house?
On a deadly serious note. Did we determine that Professor A was actually driving east to reach california? This will be a very long trip from madison.
Now that's funny.
Two divorce lawyer's were shot and killed in their home last night in New York City. They generally did neighbor peoples quickie divorces but recently they had a high profile case. They were defending Mickey Mouse in his divorce from Minnie. She claimed cruel and unusual punishment. Mickey counter sued for adultry. The judge inquired, “Ms. Mouse, why are you seeking a divorce from Mr. Mouse?” Minnie tearfully replied, “It was Mickey that caused this divorce and he said he wanted one because, pardon my French Your Honor, but Mickey said I was a ‘fucking idiot’!” Mickey jumped from his chair and shouted out, “I didn’t say I wanted a divorce because you were a fucking idiot. I said I wanted a divorce because you were fucking Goofy!”
Both Mickey and Minnie Mouse are assisting the police with their inquires.
Roger J. said...
"On a deadly serious note. Did we determine that Professor A was actually driving east to reach california? This will be a very long trip from madison."
If you lived in western Madison, I suppose that you would at least start out a trip to California heading east, to get onto I39.
(On a serious note, no, I think it was determined that this is not the LA trip)
With temperatures pushing 90 degrees in Milwaukee today, Cliff Kresge shot an opening round 66, two shots behind the leaders, brothers Deane and Brenden Pappas.
Traveling on Hwy 33, I saw a rainbow in the western sky this morning. What does that mean? Yes. Rain. But, apart from the humidity, southern Wisconsin has been mostly dry so far today.
Simon--thanks. I know it worked for that Columbus guy, but this was a stretch.
I say Scarlett Johansson as Althouse, just for the middle-aged guys here alone!
Theo, Theo, Theo we need more clevagey pictures of Althouse -- not that I'm askin', mind you! -- for purposes of 'research.'
"Scarlett say 'vortex' a bit more sexily, can you manage, hmmm?"
Sweet Mama Jamma! Althouse drives off, and the Ostragoths take over the blog! (Not you, Vic!) John, I can't make the list of top 67 Althouse commenters? Remind me to set fire to you later! Oh, where is Sippican to police you lot with astounding verbal cleverness? He is the Germanicus of this blog; mythical, as Un-bama like as a person gets, plus he can deliver a lecture about wainscotting that will make you swoon!
These are the salad days kids; don't forget them!
Ron: LOL!
Victoria, just for you: We Yanks have a Navy, Army, AF, and some Marines sons, so we're kind of familiar with navy ranks.
Megan had a 4-star Admiral Great Grandpa on the deck of the USS Missouri. She also had a great Uncle who was a 4-star General but that's a different story (Maybe he was a great-great-uncle?).
I know its difficult for a Brit, even a former Brit, to understand about having a navy, but that's the way it is. Maybe one day long ago in the dim past, Brits had a navy; what ever happened to it, eh?
Ron,
You're in for the 2009 edition. I'm taking pre-orders now, 20% off the news stand price of $19.95 standard edition, or $24.95 deluxe edition, which will include all of your most pithy comments made during the previous year, edited for content (NY and CA residents add appropriate sales tax. specify font: default is standard geek TNR).
Why had noone commented yet on the latest Newsweek cover photo? It's downright scary. All the silly quips about the annointed one, and Obama-as-messiah, are not jokes to the true believers.
I also heard that Obama staff are installing a small chimney at his campaign headquarters for use election eve. That and a balcony. Gucci is to be flown in for slipper measurements.
john -
Hey! Over here! Look at me! What am I, chopped liver? Put me on the list.
Mike_H
Ann said: "I've got to drive into the sunrise this morning"
It sounds like she's channeling Jim Morrison. Again.
I just read a post on Instapundit titled "All hat and no cattle".
I thought Althouse should have called this post "All Cattle and no hat".
126 comments already per her request- we are cattle!
I had an officer-rank grandfather who managed to surrender to Americans in 1918 and 1945! Oy!
126 comments already per her request- we are cattle!
Somedays it feels like my liver is the size and shape of New Jersey, so I must be a foie gras goose, instead. (Force fed all these Althouse posts about men in shorts!) If you wish the 'No Country For Old Men' air drill death as cattle, hey, knock yourself out!
Me? I'm all hattle and no cat.
Or I'm all saddle and Wo Fat.
Or I'm fiddle faddle and Low Phat.
moo.
Another thing is the way you walk. Your carriage etc... In LA, that kind of stolid, upright, Mid-Western gallop will never do.
In Southern California, you have to effect kind of a lilting and languid, sashay. In any case, do try to comport yourself with all the crisp, and genteel, dignity one would expect from a visiting mid-Western matron.
Let's talk about suitable demeanor.
Even without heavy theatrical training, or the extensive elocution lessons that life in LA demands....
You should be able to adequately display the requisite bursts of simulated emotion and manufactured gayiety. Carefully planned spontaniety and studied frivolity should come easily for Althouse.
Nice photo.
I've listened/read to next to no news today. It's not the first time and makes for a different day.
This year sure is passing fast. But then, the January 20 liberation will be here sooner. A silver lining.
Ha, Blogger has spared you all from a long diatribe about my step mother's doctored face and bizarro personality.
Pogo, you forgot the Stone of Scone.
Pogo:
I am a longtime expert at hattle and never knew it til now.
I hope Maxine comes to the meet-up in LA, assuming there will be one. Come on Maxine, this might be your ONLY chance to come face to face with your favorite blogger. You'll never be able to forgive yourself if you don't show. And no, hiding behind a wall of shrubs and hedges outside the restaurant with binoculars doesn't count!
The very elusive, and enigmatic Maxine, doesn't get out of bed without the proper notice.
Apparently Ann Althouse refuses to give sufficient notice of her impending arrival (3-weeks) and simply expects her accolytes to simply bark on command.
I'm sure Maxine would have been perfectly delighted to host a patio reception (the indoors would be roped-off) in Althouse's honor.
But, Althouse's refusal to publicly, and directly, state times, dates, etc....long before due arrival, in addition to Althouse's refusal to engage in pre-party planning right here, directly, in this lil' ol comments section....
...means that iconoclastic Maxine will have to be enjoyed in-abstencia .
If anyone is bored...check it out.
A Chicago woman plans to live the next year of her life doing everything that Oprah does. She plans on living an "Oprah lifestyle" and will follow all the Oprah recommendations via the tv show, O magazine, and the Oprah wesbite.
john: It's Ruth Anne. With an "e."
Your new(ish) picture is super cute, Zachary. I can say that now, since we're not arguing about anything.
Although do quit smoking, it will kill you.
And if you're ever in NYC, I'll buy you some better beer.
In Southern California, you have to effect kind of a lilting and languid, sashay
Maxine, how does this differ from say, my East Village sashay, or my San Francisco gavotte?
Quayle,
While I don't think Porky Pig has been an issue, pantless or not, Daisy Duck was allegedly banned from Finland, because she's a "common law" wife.
(The truth apparently is more mundane. It was a budget crunch and they just stopped buying Disney comix.)
Isn't it sad that Althouse has alienated her most fervant, ardent, commenter, Maxine.
There's obviously a large following for her, and I'm sure Maxine could have provided much merriment, as well as knowlege of all the back-roads, during Althouse's trip to LA
Oh well. Squandering advantages, squelched endeavors, missed opportunities.... Althouse trademarks !
Thanks Palladian. That picture was taken on a very long, very drunk day. But I look somewhat normal in it surprisingly.
Quitting is too hard! I actually did stop smoking for almost 6 months when I lived in New York because I had no friends there and no temptation. As soon as I moved back to California and started seeing friends (who smoke), I lost all will power.
I always wonder if/when I ever see Ann downtown mingling around {and it's possible, even probable] if she will say "Garage!, or "Security!".
LOL
Zachary Paul Sire said...
"A Chicago woman plans to live the next year of her life doing everything that Oprah does."
She's changing her mind about Obama too?
There's obviously a large following for her
I wouldn't call it a following so much as I would a horrific car accident. You can't help but look.
"A Chicago woman plans to live the next year of her life doing everything that Oprah does."
Even Gayle?
She's gonna be pissed when she gets back and sees that no one even bothered to take off his shoes. And what's all this cattle manure doing everywhere? I suggest a few of you grab a shovels and get scooping. And WHAT THE HELL? How did this squirrel get in here? Pogo? Have you been surrying down to a stoned soul picnic again?
I always wonder if/when I ever see Ann downtown mingling around {and it's possible, even probable] if she will say "Garage!, or "Security!".
Maybe you'll be parking your cars and she'll yell "Garage security!"
Did Oprah jump ship?! I hadn't heard.
If so, good. One of the big things that bugs me about Obama is Oprah's support, so if she's out, he just became a little more attractive.
"I always wonder if/when I ever see Ann downtown mingling around {and it's possible, even probable] if she will say "Garage!, or "Security!".
She'll just say "Wow the homeless problem is even worse in LA than in New York," and cross to the other side of the street.
Zachary -
24-oz Miller? Ooh.
(that was a groan)
She'll just say "Wow the homeless problem is even worse in LA than in New York," and cross to the other side of the street.
Ouch.
Sheesh.
Mr. Endicott Whittle said...
"Apparently Ann Althouse refuses to give sufficient notice of her impending arrival (3-weeks) and simply expects her accolytes to simply bark on command."
Woof.
Oh, I'm sorry, that wasn't the cue? Hmph.
24 oz. Miller's are my favorite because they're cheap and they almost taste like water. I don't like the taste of beer (except for Hefeweisen), and hard liquor makes me sick.
Zachary Paul Sire said...
"One of the big things that bugs me about Obama is Oprah's support, so if she's out, he just became a little more attractive."
It's because she's black, isn't it, you racist pig...
garage mahal said...
"I always wonder if/when I ever see Ann downtown mingling around {and it's possible, even probable] if she will say 'Garage!', or 'Security!'".
That depends. Have you forgiven her for voting for Obama in the primary yet? ;)
"Quitting is too hard! I actually did stop smoking for almost 6 months when I lived in New York because I had no friends there and no temptation. As soon as I moved back to California and started seeing friends (who smoke), I lost all will power."
Well keep trying. I know that smoking is pleasurable (I used to smoke), but I watched someone very close to me die horribly of metastatic lung cancer last year so I always urge people to quit if they can.
Zachary,
You would probably like that "making love in a canoe beer", Coors, too.
"She'll just say "Wow the homeless problem is even worse in LA than in New York," and cross to the other side of the street."
No she won't. She'll say, "Garage Mahal, you put some pants on!"
"I don't like the taste of beer (except for Hefeweisen), and hard liquor makes me sick."
Poor baby. Tell me you like Bordeaux?
"You should be able to adequately display the requisite bursts of simulated emotion and manufactured gayiety"
Wait a minute, I know you want to get married and all but now you are manufacturing gays. What will they think of next.
It's because she's black, isn't it, you racist pig...
Not only that, I also think she's a lesbian.
But you know, that does make me think of a joke:
Why did Barak Obama cross to the other side of the street?
I think there is a kind of fascination with Maxine, and you hate yourself for it, yet you can't help but be intrigued.
Maxine reflects the ambivalence we all feel, yet wish we didn't. She holds up a mirror of things that we don't really want to see, sometimes.
And, if you don't agree, consider that 3/4 of the total commenters on this site....are Maxine !!!!
I'm Maxine too.
"No she won't. She'll say, "Garage Mahal, you put some pants on!"
Thank God that Hillary button you have pinned to your nads is big enough to cover your little garage mahal. And I don't mean little in a pejorative way. Just descriptive. Let me get out my fish eye.
Well, through the fish eye I suppose he is sort of cute.
Walter Neff said...
I don't recall asking your opinion on my nads!
I'm off to take my daighter on a scooter ride, so let's see a little more nicer comments when I come back.
Tell me you like Bordeaux?.
I do love wine, yes. Wait, Bordeaux is a wine, right?
I don't like white wine unless it's white zin, which is pink so that doesn't really count. But red wine, I love. And champagne! Who doesn't love champagne? I love brunch and bottomless mimosas.
I have this terrible feeling Oprah has a birthmark that says "666".
But maybe she's just keeping score, and stopped at Gayle.
I have been booting meth with a turkey baster all day long, am wired out of my freaking mind, and I think Maxine is teh SEXAY!
"I do love wine, yes. Wait, Bordeaux is a wine, right?"
Yes, dear. A big, serious red one. Geez, this is starting to seem like My Fair Lady.
"I don't like white wine unless it's white zin, which is pink so that doesn't really count."
Oh dear. No Chablis? No Gewürztraminer? No Riesling? No Burgundy?
"And champagne! Who doesn't love champagne? I love brunch and bottomless mimosas."
Um, G-A-Y.
Pogo? Have you been surrying down to a stoned soul picnic again?
There'll be lots of time and wine
Red yellow honey, sassafras and moonshine (moonshine)!
"I don't recall asking your opinion on my nads!"
Well you shouldn't be flashing people in the comments section then.
"I'm Maxine and so's my wife."
Laughing. Out. Loud.
Man, I do love Palladian.
Not in that way, of course.
More like the other way,
the way I love the good ol' US of A.
I have tried those wines when I worked at a French restaurant and remember liking Gewürztraminer. I also like wine in a box because it's fun to pour.
After 3 or 4 mimosas I tell the server to just pour champagne because the orange juice only gets in the way. There is a fabulous gay brunch here in Long Beach with drag queens at Hamburger Mary's. You would love it Palladian.
What makes a brunch "gay" exactly?
Is it the Belgian waffles? Or is it topping them with whipped cream and nonpareils?
~that 3/4 of the total commenters on this site....are Maxine !!!!
~I'm Maxine too.
~"I'm Maxine and so's my wife."
Wait. Maxine is Spartacus?
Brunch to me connotes chatty banter, crisp cocktails, sharp dressed people, dainty portions of food, outdoor dining, and being with people you can tolerate for extended periods of time, considering most brunches go from 10am till 2pm. All very gay in and of itself. Hence, if any of you straight people have ever enjoyed a brunch, you might want to start questioning your sexuality.
chatty banter, crisp cocktails, sharp dressed people, dainty portions of food, outdoor dining
Ah. OK, so a hetero brunch is massive piles of fatty food eaten quietly in a dark restaurant. It can be eaten solitary or with people you'd rather not talk to.
So, no worries. We're not talking about the same thing.
Canine naturalist observes roosters from hiding.
Brunch to me is a hangover treated with breakfast...and lots of coffee..
Yes, Ron, one of my favorite brunch foods is aspirin.
I had a really good red wine two weeks ago -- it was one of those on beyond organic wines -- the actual name escapes me, but the vineyard owners do stuff like chant and dance around the vines during full moons and bury cow skulls full of manure. But since I don't know wine, I just know it was red. And good.
It wasn't during brunch though. Why do brunch when you can breakfast at Mickey's Dairy Bar?
Biodynamic. That was the word. I knew I'd remember as soon as I hit publish.
Madisonman--I always avoid organic wines, because, so far, the ones I've tried have been 'orrible. But I remain open to a pleasant surprise. If you can find out the name, just blurt it out in some thread sometime. I'm bound to read it.
Personally, I prefer wine from a vinyard with a 7th century shrine to the Virgin Mary hard by the old Roman road that runs through it. Preferably the shrine has "Artemis" or "Minerva" visibly chiseled off, and "Virgo Maria" engraved over. Religions, like good wines, are best aged. None of this new age full moon dancing in my wine, thank you!
You know, the longer this goes on as an orphan thread, the more it resembles parts of The Discreet Charm of the Bourgeoisie.
Maxine™ is no doubt having her own dreams of the Discreet Charm of Althouse in LA.
And, Ruth Anne, you should only start to get concerned when someone stands up and shouts, "I'm Luckyoldson!"
Madisonman--Is "Biodynamic" the name of the vintner? I seem to recall that "biodynamic" was a term from the 70's relating to a specific type of organic farming.
Ruth Anne:
I almost made a Spartacus comment earlier today after I saw that 12 commenters theory by BissPogoTroopMeade (they are all the same right?).
Sorry, that's "MadisonMan," with a shift key. I just washed my hands, and I can't do a thing with them.
Here is the article that precipitated the foray into biodynamic wine for me.
Pogo, you forgot the Stone of Scone
They serve those at Starbucks. Real jawbreakers.
Pogo and Meade: Stoned Soul Picnic! One of my favorite songs. Listen the version on Laura Nyro's album with Labelle -- Gonna Take a Miracle. It's wonderful. The entire album is wonderful.
Thanks, MM! Ah, Rudolf Steiner! It's all coming back to me. I had a roommate in college who was a serious student of this method of organic gardening. I basically hate gardening, but the vegetables he and his various hot girlfriends grew were very good.
Interesting it's being done with wine. I've never seen any French wine, despite the 200 vinyards they talk about in the article, with anything about this method on the label. But I'll be looking from now on. Thanks.
Comment on the new post. We're at 200 here now, and any new comments will be hard to see!
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