No, they just look like a pair of pajama bottoms to me; look at how the fabric circles at your ankles (I presume they're your ankles). I'm maybe more used to looking down at PJs than you. In fact, Someone gave me a pair of very loose bottoms that look like that for the cold nights around here.
At least, you're, well, less (I guess I better fill in the adjectives) now.
Gosh, I'm almost beginning to feel sorry for ol' Ed.
Don't; it seems Ann and I go through this every few weeks.
From her posting stuff about people all the Boomers would know (or at least their work), I figure there's a commonality there.
Ann thinks I'm stepping on her toes or trying to pry.
Not the intent, but, you say, "Leader Of The Pack", or, "Along Comes Mary", and all the heads nod responsively. We can't help but make note. It's who we are.
Here is a great example of bullshit, though well-intentioned, passing as serious scientific observation and professional editors letting it pass.
Slate's astronomy blogger issued a post regarding a photograph of a New Zealand volcano from space. The post concerned the amazingly circular shape of the volcano. How amazing.
Well, a day or so later, the professional astronomer blogger, to his credit, acknowledged that what he thought was the circular edge of the volcano's base was actually the gigantic border of the national park around the volcano.
One wonders how often Slate's editors question the accuracy of their "expert" bloggers. I will guess that such bloggers have the authority to make posts with only cursory supervision.
This professional astronomer comes across as a complete goof in his videos. Reassuring.
You can try to offer some fashion advice but it will fall on deaf ears. Some people pick a style and stick with it forever. There is nothing you can do.
"now that you've put Cruise Ship customers in their proper place, when will you move on to critique NASCAR fans?"
Nothing is more middle class than this kind of anxiety about class. Let it go, man. There's a better life waiting out there, and it's not about this kind of fretting.
I've been rereading "Class," by Paul Fussell. Highly recommended. Not on Kindle, unfortunately.
@Kyliz, dunno if it is a personal peculiarity or some emerging non-gender 3rd person plural trend. Neighbor was stymied and could not elaborate. Daughter is teen-aged.
Not unsurprisingly, it was suicide; she'd had some earlier attempts that failed. It will be a big story here in the Fort Myers area, our own Greek tragedy of 'local girl makes good, then can't handle success.' It will no doubt be made into a Lifetime movie.
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Funky crinkle camo skirt, Madame.
At first the photo gave me vertigo.
Zeus: I'm having nothing to do with curtainlady.
Well, that reminds me of 2 beings.
And I'll leave it at that.
kentuckyliz said...
Funky crinkle camo skirt, Madame.
Look like PJs to me from the fold.
"Look like PJs to me from the fold."
Ed, it's like you're playing a character whose shtick it is to be wrong about everything. Tell me it's a joke. Please.
Those must be crankypants.
Beta, the perspective made me a little dizzy as well. try looking at it upside down.
No, they just look like a pair of pajama bottoms to me; look at how the fabric circles at your ankles (I presume they're your ankles). I'm maybe more used to looking down at PJs than you. In fact, Someone gave me a pair of very loose bottoms that look like that for the cold nights around here.
At least, you're, well, less (I guess I better fill in the adjectives) now.
ed says:
I'm maybe more used to looking down at PJs than you.
Really? Are you saying the Professor never looks at her feet?
Or are you telling us you're one of those people who wears PJ's 24/7?
:)
I woulda said some variation of sweatpants, but since sweats and pjs kinda run together for most people...?
I think the cammie is cute.
Who's underfoot....you or Zeus?
BTW is anyone aware of a cultural trend in which a person refers to themselves as ’they?’
A neighbor commented that a friend of her daughter refers to herself in 3rd party plural non-gender ‘they.’
Re: wyo sis said...
Beta, the perspective made me a little dizzy as well. try looking at it upside down.
I think my problem was that I was upside-down and the computer screen was right-side-up.
Need more coffee.
Sit snow and sun video.
A voluntary neighborhood-surveying sit, not a sit-stay.
CEO-MMP said...
I'm maybe more used to looking down at PJs than you.
Really? Are you saying the Professor never looks at her feet?
Since some here, other than I, have commented on the comeliness of certain of her appurtenances, it may be she's hasn't seen them in a while.
Or are you telling us you're one of those people who wears PJ's 24/7?
I thought you're only allowed to do that if you have a blog.
:O
Wisconsin really taking it to Ohio State in hoops. Make that: THEE University of Wisconsin. Heh.
They like to lay down right where you need to go.
Gosh, I'm almost beginning to feel sorry for ol' Ed.
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Inga:
He's wearing you down.
ed...winning!
;)
CEO, only because I have a soft heart.
Inga said...
Gosh, I'm almost beginning to feel sorry for ol' Ed.
Don't; it seems Ann and I go through this every few weeks.
From her posting stuff about people all the Boomers would know (or at least their work), I figure there's a commonality there.
Ann thinks I'm stepping on her toes or trying to pry.
Not the intent, but, you say, "Leader Of The Pack", or, "Along Comes Mary", and all the heads nod responsively. We can't help but make note. It's who we are.
There he goes again, reading Althouse's mind. Ed, stop, it's getting to be embarrassing for you.
Some people look at a dog and see man's best friend, a loyal companion, a bit of shared comfort on our evolutionary journey.
I choose to see 30 patties, 14 steaks, ribs for a party of 6, and enough soup to last a fortnight.
Does he ever go home?
I mean home home.
But where is Abby??
But where is Abby??
Here is a great example of bullshit, though well-intentioned, passing as serious scientific observation and professional editors letting it pass.
Slate's astronomy blogger issued a post regarding a photograph of a New Zealand volcano from space. The post concerned the amazingly circular shape of the volcano. How amazing.
Well, a day or so later, the professional astronomer blogger, to his credit, acknowledged that what he thought was the circular edge of the volcano's base was actually the gigantic border of the national park around the volcano.
One wonders how often Slate's editors question the accuracy of their "expert" bloggers. I will guess that such bloggers have the authority to make posts with only cursory supervision.
This professional astronomer comes across as a complete goof in his videos. Reassuring.
You have to leave the fashion to the fashion police eddie.
That is one of the inumerable venetian blind style skirts that the Ol' Prefessor has been sporting for the last few years.
You can try to offer some fashion advice but it will fall on deaf ears.
Some people pick a style and stick with it forever. There is nothing you can do.
All I said was they looked like pants to me.
Inga said...
There he goes again, reading Althouse's mind. Ed, stop, it's getting to be embarrassing for you.
Nice try.
You must have had an ancestor who went around stirring up lynch mobs.
I think they are from the lesbian hot dog stand collection.
Not that there is anything wrong with that.
Eddy, I'm trying to help you out here. But hey, carry on, I always thought the Pepe Le Pew cartoons were funny as all get out.
Edutcher said.....
You must have had an ancestor who went around stirring up lynch mobs.
That's not fair. They never did that.
They just made little Dutch girls hide in the attic.
Big difference.
But their hair was perfect!
And Baron has TV shows that are huge flops.
I presume they're your ankles
Hahaha. That old pick-up line.
Wow. Really boring basketball game today. Only one team scored points.
And strange how the ethnic German woman married a Jewish man who she loved had 4 half Jewish children, Baron you despicable jerk.
4 half Jewish children
What was the other half. Protestant? Lutheran?
My family was Lutheran from the time of the Reformation.
I'm speaking of my children and my husband in ethnic terms, we did not belong to any religion.
The photo angle makes the dog look like charred roast sucking pig.
high capacity camo assault pants will be banned soon!
The photo angle makes the dog look like charred roast sucking pig.
I had the same thought.
Off to the south tomorrow. Dying relative. (sigh) Time to help them prepare for the next 6 months.
Sunscreen, people!
@ lemondog: really? Is that just this one girl's affected manner of speaking, or is it a thing?
Makes me think of the royal We and...
...this.
"Funky crinkle camo skirt, Madame."
Wow. One nice compliment from a women and the men feel the need to divide and conquer.
Settle down, guys. That was weird. Jeez.
The picture is about how the dog was lying on the floor by my feet, as signaled by "everything's comfy-cozy."
I like the pants.
They are unique and different.
Different makes life interesting.
Professor,
now that you've put Cruise Ship customers in their proper place, when will you move on to critique NASCAR fans?
"now that you've put Cruise Ship customers in their proper place, when will you move on to critique NASCAR fans?"
Nothing is more middle class than this kind of anxiety about class. Let it go, man. There's a better life waiting out there, and it's not about this kind of fretting.
I've been rereading "Class," by Paul Fussell. Highly recommended. Not on Kindle, unfortunately.
"The photo angle makes the dog look like charred roast sucking pig."
LOL. You're right.
Ann Althouse said...
Funky crinkle camo skirt, Madame.
Wow. One nice compliment from a women and the men feel the need to divide and conquer.
All I did was offer an observation.
And took a shot for doing so.
All I did was mock your fashion choices.
That is my job here.
@Kyliz, dunno if it is a personal peculiarity or some emerging non-gender 3rd person plural trend. Neighbor was stymied and could not elaborate. Daughter is teen-aged.
He looks a bit like a black leather glove that is crumpled on the floor. The snout is the thumb and the four legs are the remaining fingers.
Maybe a glove for Count Rugen if the tail makes a 6th finger...
Speaking of class, a lot of you could use some.
Careful of what you say.
It will reflect on you.
I would like to wear a coat like this one worn by Helena Bonham Carter's mother.
The road kill-and-crumpled garbage bag look isn't really you.
I am glad, however, that we know what became of Frosty's hat.
No offense Ann, but your dog is fat. Old, perhaps, but still overweight.
I've got two labs; they are always feigning that they are hungry. But the fact is, all they need is one cup (i.e. 8 ounces) of Kibble twice a day.
It is nice, though, that Tim Burton lets his wife, children and in-laws rummage through his costume trunk.
When people begin a comment with "No offense..." you can be sure what follows is pure asshole.
No offense, of course.
No offense, but before I saw the feet in the photo I thought fuzzy sleeping bag or parachute.
:-D
Sorry, but I have to delete replies to spam along with the spam.
Understood - thanks.
Palladian said...
No offense, of course
Personally I prefer ending with ...
"Bless your heart" or "God Bless"
Re: "Aridog said...
Palladian said...
No offense, of course
Personally I prefer ending with
"Bless your heart" or "God Bless""
I generally use "I think I understand what you are trying to say..."
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Bless your heart.
Thank you, Aridog: that is a kind thing to say.
Ed, it's like you're playing a character whose shtick it is to be wrong about everything. Tell me it's a joke. Please.
Althouse has never insulted me and I shudder in fear for when she takes a shot.
I'll be like, ow.
Also, get a dog already. Quit flirting with the damn dogs. It's like you're terrified of dog commitment. Go dog! You're ready.
You can tell I went to Georgia. Go dog! Sic 'em. Woof woof woof.
@ Esteemed blogress: Are you re-reading it because I mentioned it? Paul Fussell Class.
My contention is what we call hipsters nowadays are what Fussell would call Class X.
Okay, I'm calling zombie apocalypse. It's here! Zombie apocalypse! You damn stupid scientists. What the fuck, man?
Just another reason to have a dog.
You know how fearless dogs are? You ever see the movie The Bear? Awesome movie. Anyway, there is this scene where the dogs are facing down the bear.
I'm like, "That bear is way, way bigger than you. You have no chance whatsoever with the bear."
Dog is like, "I don't give a fuck. Bring it, bear!"
And the bear is like, "Holy fuck, get off me, you damn dog."
Since this is the most recent 'cafe' thread, I'll post this here rather than on the top (Preezy and Tiger) story:
Singer Mindy McCready dead at age 37
Not unsurprisingly, it was suicide; she'd had some earlier attempts that failed. It will be a big story here in the Fort Myers area, our own Greek tragedy of 'local girl makes good, then can't handle success.' It will no doubt be made into a Lifetime movie.
Palladian said...
Speaking of class, a lot of you could use some.
I beg your fucking pardon?
It's best not to comment on a ladies attire unless she is dressed to impress.
i really socked after saw this picture.so,sad..
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