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Bonus Blog: You mean you can get paid to Twitter????
For reasons I cannot fathom, I've been hanging out on a site, quietly reading the posts of people who get paid to critique "laptop art" and "cell phone art." Sweet job. These folk seem to be a class higher, though, than the folk who are paid to critique "t-shirt art." I do not know why. All of this shall be filed away in a mental folder marked "Misc. Avoidance Tactics" ;)— January 27, 2010 2:06 a.m.
None
Whoaaaaa, she's droppin' the "s." Gloves are off! ;)— January 27, 2010 2:03 a.m.
Hot for Pot
You are SO full of it, Pete. It's a huge part of your schtick, so you keep pimpin' it at us, claiming "common folk" use it, but we know the truth--either you are hanging out with Max Headroom, or lying. Lying? Hmm. Nahhhhh. ;)— January 27, 2010 1:49 a.m.
Hot for Pot
re: #4: "Democrats and stoners (is there a diff? Discuss;o)) )" C'mon, xian (good to see ya), you know pain knows no political boundary ;)The pope'd be smoking grass if he knew it would curb his 'roids. (the current pope, not the previous one, who apparently was into self-flagellation and probably enjoyed pain). re: #10: Pete sobbed: "Once again can someone tell me why this is Called America's Finest City?" Once again, and one last merry time: You are pretty much the only one calling it that at this point. Do you find that people go around calling their cities these ridiculous things? Maybe Detroit still likes the sound of "Motor City," for example, but you don't hear San Diegans running around talking about the "finest" unless they are manipulating it for a political speech, which then narrows your audience to the hacks down at City Hall. Question resolved? Ok! Now: stop "failing miserably!" ;)— January 26, 2010 11:41 p.m.
American Idol -- Vanilla Flavor
Hey Duhb, sweet pussy cat! Looks like Grant's tuxedo ;)— January 26, 2010 9:36 p.m.
Wall Street is feasting off Main Street’s pain
re: #63: "Don't beg Sallie for anything. Pay her." "Beg" was a bit hyperbolic--request/inform would better represent what happened. And that's a bit of advice I won't be currently taking, Mr. Bauder--if you don't mind. Paying Sallie now means working more hours to pay her, and giving up on getting the Phd. Sooo, I think I'll go with the original plan of postponement of payment until the deferment kicks back in. ;) Defer, forbear, postpone--the poor student's only weapon against such virulent social disease--that is, until SurfPuppy slays the old corpulent dragon that is Salliemae. ;)— January 26, 2010 7:29 p.m.
The Orange Tree
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The Orange Tree
"Brenda and i find that very disconcerting....she has a very limited income and rarely does fresh fruit grace her table" Why the heck not, Rdog? It's not really stealing, it's fruit reallocation program, spearheaded by a canine genius ;) When the orange tree stops giving, have Brenda go to the local Mexican market. My grandmother raised me for years on her SS income, and fresh fruit ALWAYS graced our table. She bought fresh at the Mexican market--only what was local and in season. We also ate reasonably; not a lot of expensive junk (sweet breads occasionally at the Mexican bakery), just fresh cheap fish like catfish, lean ground turkey, in-season veggies and fruits. I was the healthiest bloom on the bush when I lived with my grandmother! How I miss my Nana! :)— January 26, 2010 3:23 p.m.
American Idol -- Vanilla Flavor
re: #54: "What did you think the "Duh" in my moniker represents?" A major portion of any speech of our former prez? No, the refried-G-man is mute about his mashup. Hopefully, he'll hobble back soon. Ahhh, look how easily I alliterate! Born to bam out bodacious beats! ;)— January 26, 2010 3:10 p.m.
A wallow without a storm
good reply, nan. I'd add: A day will come when you won't need other people to do anything in particular--you'll be content to enjoy them surging in and out of your life like those waves you are now wallowing in too much. When that day comes, you'll be a happier, calmer soul, and feel authenticated without having to search others' eyes on the pier, or anywhere. It will be ok to just feel, then toss it off.— January 26, 2010 11:59 a.m.