The bee keepers are hard workers and take the same risks as any agricultural business that their honey crop and the number of bees in their hives lent out will not meet expectations. (How does talking in tongues relate to bees, rh?) Althouse is also our Queen Bee in a large hive with no signs of colony collapse.
At the next table, five yutes that took forever to order.
The little skanky girl in flip flops just could not decide which salad was better, the other diners cooling their heels, as she debated between the Cobb salad and the Caesars salad.
Our salads finally arrived and they were adequate, though the dressing was rather lumpy. I asked for my free dessert, and wanted the 10 percent discount as per the coupon but the manager, who could approve that, I was told after an even longer wait, was out sick and I should go back another day. Oh well, I told the waitress that it was not her fault things were set up not to save time or money for the guests, she was not the one who designed procedures. I think she was glad I did not complain, as the previous guests had much to complain about. I was using irony, but happily she missed it.
Well, I was happy to spread sunshine during busy post-Easter week and not add to this lady’s hearing of complaints.
I mean I am all for kissing in public and other graphic PDA's to the max but that sounds like an instructional manual for titty fucking or something. Jeeez, keep it clean or Titus will never come back.
Actually, bees are phenomenally neat, and I've never tired of them. My grandfather kept bees, and the summer I was 3 I first began to help him work them.
Of course a few of them "bit" me, but they were so fascinating I didn't care. For my 5th birthday, Grandpa gave me a hive kit, and we built it together.
Two days later there was a three-pound package waiting for me at the post office, and when I walked over there was my grandfather. He guided me as I installed the package, mixed up the feed, and made sure the bees could chew through the sugar door to liberate their queen.
Every year until I went away to university it was the same birthday present.
Half a century later there are still six hives at the back end of my orchard, and I desperately miss the wisdom of the old man, who began raising bees to feed his family in 1931.
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There is a local restaurant that used to have a clear, functioning beehive mounted from the ceiling. The bees went in and out through a metal tube that ran through the roof. Now it's gone, but I don't know what happened to it.
They had one of those indoor hives at Callahan's, a fabulous 'gift' store (for lack of a better description) in Calabash, NC (on the coast, about as south east as you can be and still be in NC).
I was thinking the EXACT SAME THING. Am I the only one that finds the notion of Ann Googling herself and then posting an item from the results that isn't actually about her...pathetic?
Let's be clear. I'm not Googling myself. I keep a Google alert on my name (mainly to catch things written about me). Althouse is an unusual enough name that it surprises me to see it on someone else. When I'm sufficiently intrigued, I do a post that gets the "other Althouses" tag. You can click on it.
Let's be clear. I'm not Googling myself. I keep a Google alert on my name (mainly to catch things written about me). Althouse is an unusual enough name that it surprises me to see it on someone else. When I'm sufficiently intrigued, I do a post that gets the "other Althouses" tag. You can click on it.
Fair enough, Ann. I must confess, I'm actually just jealous that I'm not popular enough that googling myself would return ANY relevant results, let alone the necessity of having a google alert on my name.
I had a famous author drop a few comments in my blog after he googled himself and saw that I had a few posts about how much I enjoyed his work. There is nothing wrong with googling yourself and finding out what people are saying about you. It's a natural human instinct to do so.
My favorite 'other Althouse' is still Master Irv at the Althouse Karate and Kickboxing Academy (also located in Pennsylvania, just outside of Philly.) He looks like one tough dude.
His school motto is:
We stand and face our enemy. If they turn and run we let them go.
Ann- do you only post about "good" Althouses? It's easier to become infamous than famous. I'll never do the latter but the jury is still out on the former! Elliott Althosue (ElliottA)
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Bee handling and talking in tongues.
The bee keepers are hard workers and take the same risks as any agricultural business that their honey crop and the number of bees in their hives lent out will not meet expectations. (How does talking in tongues relate to bees, rh?) Althouse is also our Queen Bee in a large hive with no signs of colony collapse.
"Put your hand on it, you can feel the heat they make. They're all in a big mound right now on top,' said Althouse."
Crap for a minute there I thought Althouse posted one of her private emails for Meade by mistake.
Cafe with seven tables, and one waitress.
At the next table, five yutes that took forever to order.
The little skanky girl in flip flops just could not decide which salad was better, the other diners cooling their heels, as she debated between the Cobb salad and the Caesars salad.
Our salads finally arrived and they were adequate, though the dressing was rather lumpy. I asked for my free dessert, and wanted the 10 percent discount as per the coupon but the manager, who could approve that, I was told after an even longer wait, was out sick and I should go back another day. Oh well, I told the waitress that it was not her fault things were set up not to save time or money for the guests, she was not the one who designed procedures. I think she was glad I did not complain, as the previous guests had much to complain about. I was using irony, but happily she missed it.
Well, I was happy to spread sunshine during busy post-Easter week and not add to this lady’s hearing of complaints.
I mean I am all for kissing in public and other graphic PDA's to the max but that sounds like an instructional manual for titty fucking or something. Jeeez, keep it clean or Titus will never come back.
In other bee news
Actually, bees are phenomenally neat, and I've never tired of them. My grandfather kept bees, and the summer I was 3 I first began to help him work them.
Of course a few of them "bit" me, but they were so fascinating I didn't care. For my 5th birthday, Grandpa gave me a hive kit, and we built it together.
Two days later there was a three-pound package waiting for me at the post office, and when I walked over there was my grandfather. He guided me as I installed the package, mixed up the feed, and made sure the bees could chew through the sugar door to liberate their queen.
Every year until I went away to university it was the same birthday present.
Half a century later there are still six hives at the back end of my orchard, and I desperately miss the wisdom of the old man, who began raising bees to feed his family in 1931.
On that topic:
http://alt-me.com/
Althouse and Meade, Inc., with offices located in Paso Robles, California, currently conducts biological research projects, biological surveys, wetland delineations, environmental investigations, rare species surveys, monitoring, and permitting for government agencies and private landowners. The company produces biological reports, management plans, restoration plans, wetland delineation documents, and rare species survey reports, completing more than six hundred projects in the last eight years. The principal scientists, LynneDee Althouse and Daniel Meade contribute their forty years of combined biological and environmental consulting experience to the team. They work closely with agency professionals and landowners to develop cooperative agreements based on good science and permitting obligations. Althouse and Meade, Inc. is committed to teamwork in project planning and implementation. Their team has conducted resource surveys and assisted with conservation planning on over 120,000 acres in Santa Barbara, San Luis Obispo, and Kern Counties.
Would you prefer a first name of Maya to Ann?
Maya Althouse, Ann Althouse -- either way it sounds like althouse is being modified by the first name.
I want to get the word out about how important they are and how incredible they are," said Althouse........................
They are a modest bee ;)
Althousewoman, the Queen Bee of the Blogosphere, posts over tall issues with a single click, opens commenters hearts without seeming to care, and stops speeding Ezra Kleins with precision logic. She is the ultimate mild mannered Meade keeper, who knew a real man when he knocked at her door.
Ladies and Jendelman, I present to youz people the 2009 PA State Honey Queen and her Princesses.
Maxine Weiss said...Cafe with seven tables, and one waitress.
At the next table, five yutes that took forever to order.
Yutes.
It's almost as if you were feeling inside the live body of the bird," he said, "it's so warm..
That Honey Queen Bee page is just begging to be done by Chip.
Thanks for sharing that, Bart. That was interesting. I would like to keep a hive if I had the land.
There is a local restaurant that used to have a clear, functioning beehive mounted from the ceiling. The bees went in and out through a metal tube that ran through the roof. Now it's gone, but I don't know what happened to it.
They had one of those indoor hives at Callahan's, a fabulous 'gift' store (for lack of a better description) in Calabash, NC (on the coast, about as south east as you can be and still be in NC).
Very cool. (In spite of being warm, I guess.)
How's that baby, Freeman? (And the momma.)
Googling yourself again?
kentuckyliz,
I was thinking the EXACT SAME THING. Am I the only one that finds the notion of Ann Googling herself and then posting an item from the results that isn't actually about her...pathetic?
Let's be clear. I'm not Googling myself. I keep a Google alert on my name (mainly to catch things written about me). Althouse is an unusual enough name that it surprises me to see it on someone else. When I'm sufficiently intrigued, I do a post that gets the "other Althouses" tag. You can click on it.
Let's be clear. I'm not Googling myself. I keep a Google alert on my name (mainly to catch things written about me). Althouse is an unusual enough name that it surprises me to see it on someone else. When I'm sufficiently intrigued, I do a post that gets the "other Althouses" tag. You can click on it.
Fair enough, Ann. I must confess, I'm actually just jealous that I'm not popular enough that googling myself would return ANY relevant results, let alone the necessity of having a google alert on my name.
I had a famous author drop a few comments in my blog after he googled himself and saw that I had a few posts about how much I enjoyed his work. There is nothing wrong with googling yourself and finding out what people are saying about you. It's a natural human instinct to do so.
That's why I have at least one post about Stella Stevens, Angie Dickinson and Charo everyday.
You never know.
My favorite 'other Althouse' is still Master Irv at the Althouse Karate and Kickboxing Academy (also located in Pennsylvania, just outside of Philly.) He looks like one tough dude.
His school motto is:
We stand and face our enemy. If they turn and run we let them go.
In fact, Master Irv's page is here
Ann- do you only post about "good" Althouses? It's easier to become infamous than famous. I'll never do the latter but the jury is still out on the former!
Elliott Althosue (ElliottA)
Hey, Elliot, I'm constantly typo-ing Althosue too!
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