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I Suck at Vacation - Part One
I want exotic foods (and drink) brought to me by the pool. ;) Not that I won't go exploring, too. That's the thing--everyone needs to find her own balance of activity, so everyone gets a true vacation. And I can relate to the crass tourist and drinking part of it. The tourists you just have to try and escape. It's usually pretty easy to avoid them, depending on where you are, I guess. In Europe---very easy to avoid. Maybe not so much on a tropical "retreat." I guess I'd have to go seek out the locals' side of the isle. Not drinking these days, I think I'd enjoy it more, though I have yet to describe the inlaw-generated horrors of my so-called Xmas "vacation." More like a "slay-cation." Hmmm, that could catch on...— February 12, 2010 9:39 p.m.
The Midnight Rambler - Life Between Deadlines
PS: Cute accompaniments, but... Do you really look like a giant fat woman, sitting on an old computer monitor? ;)— February 12, 2010 9:33 p.m.
Ladies, please! You're in public!
How did those lyrics go? "...When the real thing don't do the trick, You'd betta make up something quick...."— February 12, 2010 9:30 p.m.
John Mayer's Pie Hole
re: #19: Sounds like we could have hung out, Grant ;)— February 12, 2010 9:24 p.m.
I Suck at Vacation - Part One
"Let me tell you a little about the man who planned all this for me. He did it because he thought I would enjoy it." I don't get it. By now, he should know that you don't enjoy such vacations, so are you sure he planned it with you primarily in mind?— February 12, 2010 8:10 p.m.
The Midnight Rambler - Life Between Deadlines
"I imagine that most of my neighbors are asleep at 2AM and don’t really hear the Midnight Rambler (as I’ve taken to calling him). I’m rarely pulling the sheets up around my ears at 2AM – more often than not, I’m still chained to my drawing board or desk, hoping to make some twelfth hour work deadline. When the Rambler approaches, it sounds like a jet coming toward my house. I hear the volume increasing for a full thirty seconds before he passes my window (which is fairly close to the sidewalk, and usually open)." Wow, situation down to the last detail--save the sound of an Ipod, and the fact that my "Rambler" tends to skate down the hill a bit, then come right back up--back and forth, back and forth, till I'm ready to go to the window and scream! At least now I know I'm not alone in this, Jayallen! Next time I hear my own "Rambler" roar by I'll think of you ;)— February 12, 2010 8 p.m.
Global Warming Is Crap!
Hey, Zwills, yes! Your comments, at least, did deserve to reach print! ;) If you go to the main page, somewhere there is a list of locations where you can pick up the Reader. I imagine that in your area, along Washington would be the place to go--there are a few spots near Mercy Hospital to grab a copy, as well as at your liquor store near Goldfinch, I think. Cheers! Good for you, Pete, for posting something halfway intelligible, if rather abbreviated, of the etymology of the word "humor." There is quite a lot more to it than Carlin relates, and I invite you to uncover its extensive history in relation to multiple fields of study. Your quoting it is quite ironic, in its relation to the hubris of claiming to have knowledge you do not, to wit: "The Earth is the ultimate recycler, SD. When humans are gone, and they will be eventually, the Earth will just take our garbage and do away with it." Oh, can I quote this as coming from a verifiable scientific source, Pete, or are you just spewing your own brand of pollution again?— February 12, 2010 4:42 p.m.
Sick Vick Shows No Remorse
Good for you, Mindy! I don't think I can handle the picture, but if you have any petitions against said companies, post 'em here. I'm sure a lot of us will jump in and forward them.— February 12, 2010 4:30 p.m.
Back in the Spotlight
Pot, meet kettle. ? Uh, not quite, SB. I don't see that you keep a blog here. Anyhoo, done wit yoo. AG, you're coming in late. It's not that I was so terribly eager to read a review. I was inviting this bloke to put money where mouth presumably is. But he got nuttin. ;)— February 12, 2010 4:21 p.m.
John Mayer's Pie Hole
I think that TMZ site has herpes, and I refuse to click on it. You'll have to reproduce her response here if you want me to read and respond with verve and wit. ;)— February 12, 2010 4:17 p.m.