Cranks are one thing, but I am sure you can be crabby at the Crabapple Hotel.
Nice picture. The apples just out of reach of the deer, but not enticing enough for the raccoons and possums. Sour, but I wonder if they would complement a batch of cider?
Look out for Ken Burns when he sees this picture. He will think another National Park is there for the taking. And You already have a Park Ranger, named L. Meade.
David Letterman told the audience of his late night talk show that he had sexual relationships with female members of his staff, and added he forked over a bogus $2 million check as part of an extortion plot on the matter.
October marks the Ig Nobel Awards, in which awards are given to displays of ignorance and actual published science "best not repeated or made part of our everyday lives."
This year, the winner was a bra that can double as a gas mask and the bottom-order, bottom-prestige "Peace Prize" went to a team of Swiss researchers who investigated whether a full beer bottle smashed over someone's head would hurt more than an empty one.
Three years ago, the Ig Noble Awards did excite broad interest in one specific invention/discovery.
Teen repellent.
A device that only teens and children could hear that emitted an annoying, high-pitched sound that drove them away.
This Years Physics prize went to Katherine K Whitcome of the University of Cincinnati, Daniel E Lieberman of Harvard University and Liza J. Shapiro of the University of Texas, all in the US, for analytically determining why pregnant women do not tip over.
And the Economics Prize went to the directors, executives, and auditors of four Icelandic banks for demonstrating that tiny banks can be rapidly transformed into huge banks, and vice versa (and for demonstrating that similar things can be done to an entire national economy).
It may hurt for a little, but it's better in the long run. Plus, there are plenty of fish in the sea, though being a celebrity must make navigating the proverbial waters somewhat trickier. On the other hand, plenty of (though, obviously, not all) professional athletes seem to get around w/o trouble.
I always bought a bag of chestnut crab apples when I came north in late summer or early fall to see my family. Getting to the market at just the right time was essential. Miss it by a week, and you might as well not bother.
Ann; You brought back a memory, crab apple fights. If you wanted pain then you'd have them in the late summer/early fall when they were still hard.
If you wanted "mushy fun" you'd wait till late fall, surely after the first frost when they were nice and mushy and wonderfully went "SPLAT!" on impact.
wv: undectio: Your Mexican uncle who works in covert police operations.
I think that Althouse and Marcotte should get along. Neither is a feminist-feminist. But somehow they got off on the wrong foot, and now at Pandagon, they irrationally think Althouse is dim.
The market: dbq could confirm, but traditionally the stock market declines in October. I remember the black Monday of 1987, but not 1929.
I had the neatest experience yesterday that I can't wait to share. I was driving down the road when I looked in my rearview mirror and there's this bus that looked so old it made me think of Ralph Cramden from the Honeymooners. It had a sign up top that said "On the road again". When the bus passes me, it is spit shined silver and the body looks like an old diner. The license plate was 52-RECK. Off to the right they had a bumper sticker that said "Thanks mom and dad!"
I'm meeting on the boardwalk and I missed my carriage. Thank goodness I'm completely chuffed even though I'm too weak to hula hoop or jump through the arbor in Wisconsin. Or something.
The sign has been upgraded from this June 12 version, which had arrows that ended up pointing opposite ways once erected, though it probably seemed reasonable when being made.
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Althouse bans cranks ;)
details .. no details.
wv palses
If reader_iam is around, I'd like to offer her my thanks for linking the Badfinger video.
wv: inhalen. What Eddie and Alex's rock group did while abusing organic propellants, etc.
I know the economy is shrinking but... how about those apples?
Word from Fortune is Americas billionaires lost somewhere around 14% of their net worth.
I'm mortified.
Cranks are one thing, but I am sure you can be crabby at the Crabapple Hotel.
Nice picture. The apples just out of reach of the deer, but not enticing enough for the raccoons and possums. Sour, but I wonder if they would complement a batch of cider?
We were told via e-mail that there wont be any raises at the end of the year.
put me down as crabby
Look out for Ken Burns when he sees this picture. He will think another National Park is there for the taking. And You already have a Park Ranger, named L. Meade.
speaking of apples.. I watched The Lynche's Surveillance (2009) last night.
The apple does not fall far from the tree indeed.
Jennifer Chambers Lynch made a good film.
Holy molly..
Leterman's scarlet letter.
details at 11:35
David Letterman told the audience of his late night talk show that he had sexual relationships with female members of his staff, and added he forked over a bogus $2 million check as part of an extortion plot on the matter.
ABCNews.com
October marks the Ig Nobel Awards, in which awards are given to displays of ignorance and actual published science "best not repeated or made part of our everyday lives."
This year, the winner was a bra that can double as a gas mask and the bottom-order, bottom-prestige "Peace Prize" went to a team of Swiss researchers who investigated whether a full beer bottle smashed over someone's head would hurt more than an empty one.
http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/science/nature/8285380.stm
Three years ago, the Ig Noble Awards did excite broad interest in one specific invention/discovery.
Teen repellent.
A device that only teens and children could hear that emitted an annoying, high-pitched sound that drove them away.
This Years Physics prize went to Katherine K Whitcome of the University of Cincinnati, Daniel E Lieberman of Harvard University and Liza J. Shapiro of the University of Texas, all in the US, for analytically determining why pregnant women do not tip over.
And the Economics Prize went to the directors, executives, and auditors of four Icelandic banks for demonstrating that tiny banks can be rapidly transformed into huge banks, and vice versa (and for demonstrating that similar things can be done to an entire national economy).
Re: Letterman
DON'T HAVE SEX W/ STAFF.
Even the ultra hot ones who come on to you.
It may hurt for a little, but it's better in the long run. Plus, there are plenty of fish in the sea, though being a celebrity must make navigating the proverbial waters somewhat trickier. On the other hand, plenty of (though, obviously, not all) professional athletes seem to get around w/o trouble.
Lem, I've heard good things about Surveillance. Thanks for the tip.
Lem, I've heard good things about Surveillance. Thanks for the tip.
Fair warning.. I like Lynch's work.. its not for everybody.
Just letting you know.
wv - symple - no such thing.
God didn't make little crabapples
And it don't rain in Indianapolis
In the summertime
I always bought a bag of chestnut crab apples when I came north in late summer or early fall to see my family. Getting to the market at just the right time was essential. Miss it by a week, and you might as well not bother.
Most delicious.
Ann;
You brought back a memory, crab apple fights. If you wanted pain then you'd have them in the late summer/early fall when they were still hard.
If you wanted "mushy fun" you'd wait till late fall, surely after the first frost when they were nice and mushy and wonderfully went "SPLAT!" on impact.
wv: undectio: Your Mexican uncle who works in covert police operations.
I think that Althouse and Marcotte should get along. Neither is a feminist-feminist. But somehow they got off on the wrong foot, and now at Pandagon, they irrationally think Althouse is dim.
The market: dbq could confirm, but traditionally the stock market declines in October. I remember the black Monday of 1987, but not 1929.
Good time to buy if you're a market timer.
Take care when labeling posts, just found out the hard way that the limit for "labels" on blogger is 2000.
Who knew they'd cap those things?
(and yes, if you end up exceeding the limit, you are probably using the whole 'label' concept incorrectly)
Traditionally, the stock market either goes up or down in October. It has never stayed exactly the same.
montana urban legend:
You're welcome.
Still, I suspect you're viewing that link through a different looking-glass.
*shrug*
Althouse doesn't normally set us up in a hotel. Nice upgrade. Thanks, I think?
I had the neatest experience yesterday that I can't wait to share. I was driving down the road when I looked in my rearview mirror and there's this bus that looked so old it made me think of Ralph Cramden from the Honeymooners. It had a sign up top that said "On the road again". When the bus passes me, it is spit shined silver and the body looks like an old diner. The license plate was 52-RECK. Off to the right they had a bumper sticker that said "Thanks mom and dad!"
Coolest thing I have seen on the road in years.
I'm meeting on the boardwalk and I missed my carriage. Thank goodness I'm completely chuffed even though I'm too weak to hula hoop or jump through the arbor in Wisconsin. Or something.
FLS,
The problem with Marcotte getting along with Althouse might be that Marcotte is a monster.
Er, a different kind of monster than Althouse. Heh.
I misspoke when I said but traditionally the stock market declines in October.
I should have said, the biggest stock market crashes took place in October.
So don't sell your stocks short, just shiver with fear until Halloween.
OK, I say I've resisted long enough over the past number of days and posts (at least at the start, I thought AA'd do it):
Title song from Rosemary's Baby.
****
Just wondering: Is it too offensive to say, at last, sheesh?
Offensive?
No.
Premature?
Maybe.
Blake: My comment, as it happens, had directly to do with the link I posted (and I think I pretty clearly supplied the context in the posting).
Re: *Sheesh*: Lalalala ..." ≠ to my thinking the Polanski "sitch" is a flap o'er nuttin', dontcha know.
***
Compared to yours, Blake, my thinking will always be premature. I accepted that far longer ago than it appears you'll acknowledge. Whatever.
*shrug*
David Letterman had sex with female staffers. But was it sex or was it sex-sex?
Someone phone Whoopi for a clarification.
WV fadep. We met Fadep and Animash for dinner at the Tandoori Grill.
Barn sale.
The sign has been upgraded from this June 12 version, which had arrows that ended up pointing opposite ways once erected, though it probably seemed reasonable when being made.
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