Today, let’s think about Marvin Gaye, born on this day, April 2, in 1939.
Apr 02 2008
Apr 01 2008
Got leftover Peeps from Easter? A bit tough to the touch? Your
Peeps got you thinking about hockey? Or perhaps you need a trip to the dentist?
Are you starting to feel animosity toward your Peeps?
Well, perhaps rather than eat your Peeps, you can donate them to a wonderful cause: scientific research.
That’s right! From solubility studies to ultra-high vacuum, Peeps Research is here for you.
Hope y’all have fun torturing your Peeps! Just don’t EVER think of doing the same with Pickles!
As usual, I have a conflict at 3… I’ll pop into the jar later this afternoon.
Cheers,
Pickle
Mar 29 2008
I was too lazy to come up with an actual topic for this pony party so I am going to add a few pictures from the protest…
Mar 29 2008
While my Memphis Tigers were winning, C and I were spending her gift certificate at a pricey downtown restaurant. We ate well, sucked back a bottle of wine and then headed off to see Jill Scott do her thing.
Jill started the evening by saying,”Are you ready to step out of the box and move the parameters”?
Good question. Are you?
Oh, and I am sucking wind in the tournament pool…. My only solace right now is that nobody has been knocked out of my final four yet.
Please don’t rec pony party, especially this ultra, super lame one. Hang out, chit chat, and then go read some of the excellent offerings on our recent and rec’d list.
Mar 23 2008
Mar 22 2008
This little being sat on the window ledge for quite some time and at first I thought he might be stunned or injured.
But he noticed me, and he noticed the cats. He seemed unafraid or unconcerned. Was he as curious about us as we were about him? The black cat who is the most prolific hunter didn’t even charge the window. Finally, the calico bonked herself against the window and the little visitor flew off. Was it a dare in the bird world? Was he challenged by the other birds to go visit the beasts in the large birdhouse?
Despite trying times and big events, it is always the small everyday mysteries that capture me the most.
Please don’t rec pony party, hang out chit chat, and then go read some of the excellent offerings on our recent and rec’d list.
Mar 22 2008
There never was a good war or a bad peace
Benjamin Franklin
I hate war for its consequences, for the lies it lives on and propagates, for the undying hatreds it arouses, for the dictatorships it puts in the place of democracies, and for the starvation that stalks after it. I hate war, and never again will I sanction or support another
Harry Emerson Fosdick
During times of war, hatred becomes quite respectable, even though it has to masquerade often under the guise of patriotism
Howard Thurman
The real and lasting victories are those of peace, and not of war
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Add your own quotes and music appreciation.
Please don’t rec pony party, hang out, chit chat and then go read some of the excellent offerings on our recent and rec’d list.
Mar 20 2008
Thursdays I Get Someone Else To Think About Stupid Shit
Yeah,, it’s me again, always the fill-in host, never permanent. RiaD is clearing brush while battling the flu. Our guests tonight include the Indominitable Candye Kane.
(not the best lighting ever)
Our topic today is……..META, or is it HYPER, or PARA, it’s some Greek prefix anyway. Sometimes reading down the recent comments list, it seems that the subject lines form a little dialogue of their own. I put this together from yesterdays comments. I think I only misplaced some of them when extending the columns, but the good thing is….it doesn’t matter. ( They consist of only the parts of the line visible from the front page.) Only when something is really hot are the comments in reply to one another.
In order to play the game, go to the FRONT PAGE, read the subject lines of the recent comments, either up or down. See if you can make little conversations. Then read the essays to which the comments are posted. Then add your comments to the list. Repeat as needed. See what fun!
Like those puzzles in Harpers or the Atlantic , you have to put the breaks in the right place for it to work.
And n00bs, please Don’t Rec This Bastid.