There's some sad orange wearers right this minute 'cause University of TN just missed knocking off #1 Alabama...the score was 12 to 10 and UT had a chance at making a field goal in the last couple of seconds.
Those are strange shaped carrots. Is that a special Wisconsin vegetable? Whatever it is, the color is a fall color. The leaves are at their color peak in the Smokies this weekend I am told. Hopefully they will still be there next weekend when we walk all the trails in and around the Bryson City/Hemlock Inn area.
I suppose, if one were to make a ceramic porringer, and glaze it the color of those carrots, and set it on the table with other things that did not include carrots, or yams, or (of course) oranges, that one could then proudly say, "Nothing is oranger than my porringer!"
Still, nothing rhymes with "orange." Now, if that porringer had a flange … no, the "a" would still be different.
This is clearly a very penetrating (???!!!!) photographic comment: While women (pink) are to be carefully considered, the photographer also feels concern for the tribulations of men and their special appendages.
There's some sad orange wearers right this minute 'cause University of TN just missed knocking off #1 Alabama...the score was 12 to 10 and UT had a chance at making a field goal in the last couple of seconds.
Yeah, yeah, keep it to yourself.
Oh, who am I kidding, I don't give a sh*t about football.
Just like everything else on this blog -- meaningless.
Just like my life has no meaning. Except for the meaning I give it by spending time here noting your abject absence of meaning and returning regularly and reaffirming that observation and then setting aside my other meaninglessness to take the time and effort to remark on your meaninglessness, even so far as to bother with a CAPTCHA to do it. Yes, that's right, my remark on your meaningless blog does have meaning although I assert your blog that I make the remark on does not.
But then I wouldn't recognize meaning if it jumped up and bit my penis. I do not understand photography or art or getting out and seeing my city or recording it with my own unique eye and through my own lens, or forests or farmers market or flower boxes, animals or odd things in nature or within human constructions. They're meaningless to me! Now, start being meaningful Goddamnit! And give me something meaningful to foul.
Then my other self says,
I once had a careless carrot patch. There was loose tilled dirt directly under an air conditioner that dripped steadily throughout the hot summer directly onto that patch of dirt, so watering was automatic. I had a packet of carrot seeds that I broadcast into the soil and, being an ordinary kid, didn't pay much attention to them thereafter, just checked back occasionally. The plants are beautiful at every stage of development, more so because they were not arranged in tight farmerly rows. At first the foliage looks like delicate little green feathers, then lacy ferns, then they expand, fill in, and strengthen to proper deep dark green carrot tops. The bright orange carrot roots were delicious.
Orange is my favorite color, and carrots are my favorite vegetable--but after all of the carrots I've eaten, I'm beginning to tire of the carrot routine. But those maroon carrots that Leland linked to do look pretty nice. I wonder how or where one would get some of those.
These are gross looking carrots. They look like fucked up fingers or pathetic penises or something. Ick.
I have a question. Why is everything that Obama says or does horribly wrong to Althouse and her commenters, yet Dick Cheney is such a hero the Althouse world wants to build him a statue in Madison? Is Obama really that awful and Cheney really that righteous? Or is this blog getting carried away by the right wing?
Orange is my favorite color, and carrots are my favorite vegetable--but after all of the carrots I've eaten, I'm beginning to tire of the carrot routine.
I find myself disappointed that Loafing Oaf didn’t post a link to his blog where we’d all find his twelve point plan specifying what each and every one of us should do to make Althouse so very much better than it is.
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34 comments:
Carrot sticks! Where are the onion rings?
There's some sad orange wearers right this minute 'cause University of TN just missed knocking off #1 Alabama...the score was 12 to 10 and UT had a chance at making a field goal in the last couple of seconds.
Those are strange shaped carrots. Is that a special Wisconsin vegetable? Whatever it is, the color is a fall color. The leaves are at their color peak in the Smokies this weekend I am told. Hopefully they will still be there next weekend when we walk all the trails in and around the Bryson City/Hemlock Inn area.
Farmers market carrots. Local growers.
Is it just me or do the ends of those things all look like nipples?
WV "motion" I'm on a roll! Second real word in a week:)
It's just you.
Time to loose the Rabbits of War on Madison.
The most ubiquitous of all tablecloths now and ever.
If it weren't for the color, I'd worry that the image was something supposedly "in support of" penile cancer survivors.
North Korea and Iran.
the orange and its desperate problems.
The orange has desperate problems? What problems?
Nothing rhymes with orange.
wv: utanted = It was the dog.
Carrots did well this year. We got a heaping bag with every CSA delivery. Carrot soup abounds. Tastes great with italian sausage.
"Nothing rhymes with orange."
Forage in your mental storage.
I suppose, if one were to make a ceramic porringer, and glaze it the color of those carrots, and set it on the table with other things that did not include carrots, or yams, or (of course) oranges, that one could then proudly say, "Nothing is oranger than my porringer!"
Still, nothing rhymes with "orange." Now, if that porringer had a flange … no, the "a" would still be different.
This is clearly a very penetrating (???!!!!) photographic comment: While women (pink) are to be carefully considered, the photographer also feels concern for the tribulations of men and their special appendages.
Orange is for
Agent Orange Ribbons
Cultural Diversity Ribbons
Feral Cats Ribbons
Hunger Ribbons
Leukemia Ribbons
(alternate color: Green)
Lupus Ribbons
(alternate color: Purple)
Melanoma Ribbons
(alternate color: Black)
Motorcycle Safety Ribbons
Racial Tolerance Ribbons
Reflex Sympathetic Dystrophy Syndrome
Self Injury Ribbons
Or so I read.
WV: prerv
This post is as senseless as everything else on this blog.
Texas A&M, in there hatred for University of Texas and all things orange, learned how to grow maroon carrots.
Why is there a ribbon for feral cats but not feral dogs?
I think it's more important to be aware of feral dogs because they could kill you.
Feral cats, not so much. You could probably throw a crazy cat away from you if it attacked you. Man > cat.
Self Injury Ribbons
Somehow I never thought of that as a "cause" requiring the ribbon treatment.
Peter
Damn, there's no Tapeworm Awareness ribbon.
Peter
Isn't the motorcycle safety "ribbon" called a "helmet?"
I get similar carrots at my farmers market. Yummy.
There's some sad orange wearers right this minute 'cause University of TN just missed knocking off #1 Alabama...the score was 12 to 10 and UT had a chance at making a field goal in the last couple of seconds.
Yeah, yeah, keep it to yourself.
Oh, who am I kidding, I don't give a sh*t about football.
You are talking about football, right?
Freeman, I followed that link. Thanks, I just ordered myself a black "Amish Support" ribbon car magnet!
This post has no meaning!
Just like everything else on this blog -- meaningless.
Just like my life has no meaning. Except for the meaning I give it by spending time here noting your abject absence of meaning and returning regularly and reaffirming that observation and then setting aside my other meaninglessness to take the time and effort to remark on your meaninglessness, even so far as to bother with a CAPTCHA to do it. Yes, that's right, my remark on your meaningless blog does have meaning although I assert your blog that I make the remark on does not.
But then I wouldn't recognize meaning if it jumped up and bit my penis. I do not understand photography or art or getting out and seeing my city or recording it with my own unique eye and through my own lens, or forests or farmers market or flower boxes, animals or odd things in nature or within human constructions. They're meaningless to me! Now, start being meaningful Goddamnit! And give me something meaningful to foul.
Then my other self says,
I once had a careless carrot patch. There was loose tilled dirt directly under an air conditioner that dripped steadily throughout the hot summer directly onto that patch of dirt, so watering was automatic. I had a packet of carrot seeds that I broadcast into the soil and, being an ordinary kid, didn't pay much attention to them thereafter, just checked back occasionally. The plants are beautiful at every stage of development, more so because they were not arranged in tight farmerly rows. At first the foliage looks like delicate little green feathers, then lacy ferns, then they expand, fill in, and strengthen to proper deep dark green carrot tops. The bright orange carrot roots were delicious.
Orange's problems? What about the CARROTS' problems?!
Let the rabbits wear glasses!
Orange is my favorite color, and carrots are my favorite vegetable--but after all of the carrots I've eaten, I'm beginning to tire of the carrot routine. But those maroon carrots that Leland linked to do look pretty nice. I wonder how or where one would get some of those.
These are gross looking carrots. They look like fucked up fingers or pathetic penises or something. Ick.
I have a question. Why is everything that Obama says or does horribly wrong to Althouse and her commenters, yet Dick Cheney is such a hero the Althouse world wants to build him a statue in Madison? Is Obama really that awful and Cheney really that righteous? Or is this blog getting carried away by the right wing?
Orange is my favorite color, and carrots are my favorite vegetable--but after all of the carrots I've eaten, I'm beginning to tire of the carrot routine.
The best vegetable is asparagus, IMHO.
I find myself disappointed that Loafing Oaf didn’t post a link to his blog where we’d all find his twelve point plan specifying what each and every one of us should do to make Althouse so very much better than it is.
nothing rhymes with "orange."
Aren't you glad he said orange.
If Titus were here, I'd bet he'd be posting about looking at those carrots and getting a stirring in his groin.
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