Quinn the Esqimo Rocks: HOW TO BLOG GOOOOOD
I am a leftie. I do not wish to hide this. I am too old to
care what others think. If I am vilified, so be it.
But we had a new blogger approach us as a newbie and he
decided he would just play with science, on what he felt was a political blog.
I said Hey Dog, Its all ok. We do so much here than just the
political
Oh but we are all lefties.
Well read my friend, Justice, read my friend LisB. Read my
friend Miguel recently. Read Missy. Read
Auntie Sam.
Hey, it can all be TRANSLATED INTO SOME POLITICAL issue. All history is really political.
Hi, howareya? TheraP
or LisB or Quinn the Eskimo as I call him. They say, hi how are ya?
I still have not reached the point of all this. Ha
I am listing the top bloggers. TheraP with no qualification
is the leader.
Q and LisB are really two and three on the list.
I mean Josh, the founder is really not a blogger. I mean he
does not post and then ask for comments.
Secretary Reisch is not a blogger in the sense that he would
respond to a comment. Hell, he is nationally known and renowned.
I read all the big journalists and experts at TPM. Hell they
are cited on cable
TV. All the time. In
person or just by cite.
But read our top commenters and bloggers sometime. And then
read the rest. It is fun.
What is the point of this Blog? To just pat ourselves on the back
No!!!
Quinn recently commented on some religious channel here. The blog had something to do with why we should despise all gay people because it is against God's Law.
Q links the guy to Queen. And he does it with aplomb.
Somebody told me, hey dd, you are funny. Hell, Q has this talent of being
inappropriate, appropriate, discourteous and courteous at the same time. I mean
I have been an aficionado of National Lampoon, Mad Magazine, Monty Python, SC
TV and SNL for many decades. But really,
if you read his comments, I doubt anything really equals Q's comments while
taking into consideration the context of those comments. Oh Q can be political.
No doubt. But he surpasses the normal boundaries. He takes everything a bit
farther as it were.For example:
Jane, you ignorant slut.
More fighting in the War Room, please.
Ad Hominum and Ad Absurdum attacks appreciated.
Best holding a femur while jumping up and down shrieking madly.
Are we not men? We are DEMO. Are we not men? D-E-M-O
I've got an uncontrollable urge.
I always preferred ad luminum arguments.
It was a poor choice of words but c'mon... I was just thinking if there were more blogs by others this one would not have been viewed by me... which frankly would have been my preference. I've had my overdose of 'this is a christian nation and implications that because someone has a 'christian' perspective it somehow makes the 'an adult'...
I just wish we could have more blogs that:
a) Weren't on crap arguments like this one;
b) Weren't just saying, "the GOP are idiots"; and,
c) Weren't on as awful a subject as torture.
I think we need a "Demented Blog Week" just to shake the cobwebs off for Spring. Maybe somebody could come up with a list of really twisted and impossible subjects, hand them out randomly, and people have to produce a blog on their subject or be sent to debate Leo for the Summer.
It could really be fun but the consequences are a bit harsh...
Hey good idea Q. I will do Caesar tomorrow. But later I will do a subject thing and you can chime in. HA
Do Amoeba really feel a woooosh when they split into two Amoeba?
Why does my arse itch on inauspicious occassions?
How come when I wear my shamwow pjs, is my bed still wet in the morning?
We shall work on this.
Dick, if I can remember to roll over every 12 hours in my sleep, it's very effective in wringing out the shamwow, enabling me to sleep - perfectly dry - for 36 and sometimes even 48 hours!!!
It's shamazing! Shincredible!
It's SHAM WOW!
hahahahahahahahah!!!!!!
Q, I have been telling everyone about your link to Queeen today. hahahahaha Oh and whether you give a damn or not you are hereby awarded the Dayly Comment/Line of the Day at this here TPMCafe Site, given to all of you from all of me.
Why thank you, Dick. I'll be expecting my complimentary Shamwow Anti-Flu Facial Mask in the post.
And now.... a tribute to the man who started this whole thread. Come on, sing along with Georgie & Queen. It's for Freddie.
I went nuts when I read the Queen comment. This was so
hilarious. So much fun. I thought about it for more than an entire day. I sent
everyone I know over to the blog just to read Q.
Miguel of course, my friend, showed up and made me laugh
even more.
But Q said he was sick of politics for a minute. LET US TRY SOMETHING ELSE. Let us try a
contest of sorts. So, I thought, why not.
Q wanted a blog about NOTHING. Total irrelevancy. And he wished that I
would simply 'hand out' topics of discussion.
Now, I really wish to have recs and comments here.
But we wish that you take a topic and GO WITH IT. I mention look at Miguel because he just did
that in his Sunday Facts column. Ha. Miguel is so damn funny.
So here are some possible topics:
I. Why does your arse choose to itch at the most inauspicious times?
II. Why at age 13 do some of us wake up with boils so bad that we can only find descriptions that are only described aptly in Job?
III. Why do certain republicans only speak out of one side of their mouth?
IV. Why do golf tournaments always advertise insurance and Viagra?
V. Why am I here and what are the consequences?
VI.
Why does Miss
VII. Why are all closet homosexuals in the Republican Party?
VIII. Why do all my emails tell me that I just won the Irish Lottery?
IX. How come I never win the Irish Lottery?
X. Why do all my tube socks have incredibly large holes before Christmas?
XI. Why is there no beer after the 4th of the month?
XII. Why does cheap whiskey give me heartburn?
XIII. Why do the best web sites display a comments site that number into the thousands?
XIV. Why does not Lady Huff offer me a job?
XV. What is that smell, is it merely a cigarette ash burning into my PJ's?
XVI. Why are sidewalks in small towns always eskewed?
XVII. How come holders of large offices are never prosecuted?
XVIII. What is that terrible smell when I have decided to simply swear off bathing for a few days?
XIX. Who decided that we must pay bills at the beginning of the month?
XX. Why does not my shamwow sewn jimmies keep my bed dry?
XXI. How many roads must a man walk down before he is found to be a man?
XXII. How many ducks must fly until they find a place in the sand?
XXIII. Will Bruce Willis survive this next attack?
XXIV. How come torture always works on TV
XXV. How come w lies all the time and no one indicts him?
XXVI. Why is there air?
XXVII. How come my columns do not work anymore? Goddamn Romans ( blesses himself)
XXVIII. Why do not Lucy and Ethel ever say: F...your esplainin. You got some esplainin to do?
XXIX. Why do unemployment figures not reflect the rise in the Dow?
XXX. How come people on welfare do not get free cigs?
XXXI. Why are repubs so boring when they speak?
XXXII. Why do not my columns jive?
XXXIII. Do pets go to heaven? And why are they buried separately?
XXXIV. Where are my damn shoes?
XXXV.Is Enola really Gay?
XXXVI. Does Fox News pay taxes?
XXXVII. Does Pat Robertson pay taxes?
XXXVIII. Where am I?
XXXIX. Why are all these people interested in my bodily fluids?
XL. Hey if Mika is paid on Mornin Joke with Jughead, why am I not paid?
XLI. What about Wednesday Afternoon? Where is egalitarianism in that?
XLII. If I have to walk to the Post Office in the Rain, why am I not compensated?
XLIII. Why is spray deodorant so much more
expensive?
Well Folks, these are just a few of the questions I have had
after almost
As I will be after my 24 hours.
But remember, you are really erased after thirty minutes at
Salon.
You are a demented man DD. :) I actually LOL'd. I didn't know that could happen. People say it, but do they seriously mean it?
May 5, 2009 2:46 AM | Reply | Permalink
Hey Derek, It is almost 2 AM. And you hahahahahah comment two seconds after I post. hahahahhaah. This is really good Karma. No kidding.
Oh I seriously mean it!! No kidding. THank you for making me laugh in the middle of the night.
May 5, 2009 2:57 AM | Reply | Permalink
Well I'm a West Coast guy so I have an excuse for being up that late. :)
May 5, 2009 10:09 AM | Reply | Permalink
Hey Derek, when I write 'LOL' I actually am laughing out loud. When I write 'ROTFLMAO' I'm exaggerating.
May 5, 2009 3:18 PM | Reply | Permalink
Thanks. I'm still new to all this and some of the "personality" takes a bit of time getting used to. Speaking of which, is there any easy place to check and see if someone responds to your post/comments? Maybe an email alert? I enjoy the interactive nature of this place but I think I miss a lot of stuff.
May 5, 2009 3:26 PM | Reply | Permalink
Unfortunately there isn't. If you'follow' someone, then that person's comments show up in your 'dashboard'. The other way to check is to go to your blog and click on 'comments'. You still have to individually scroll through all your comments to see if anyone has responded.
May 5, 2009 3:33 PM | Reply | Permalink
Thanks!
May 5, 2009 3:46 PM | Reply | Permalink
When I write SCHADENFREUDE, it means "Shizzle! Congressional hacks assessed Democratic eiderdown 'N frightened Republicans eggzackly Up. Damn, eh?"
I got a lot of other words that I use that mean different things entirely, but it gets confusing using them, especially with Miguelito, cause all his words mean different things entirely, only different from mine.
FWIW.
May 5, 2009 3:30 PM | Reply | Permalink
So untrue! We all know that when Q uses 'schadenfreude', he's signaling code for his desire for a more activist TPM. Pay attention Derek, before you're entirely buried in the sh#tstorm of ad luminem attacks about to descend on this thread. And BTW, when I say sh#tstorm, I really mean 'sh@tstrum'.
May 5, 2009 3:38 PM | Reply | Permalink
You know Derek, I only started lol-ing when I came to TPMC and read DD and Q. Very disconcerting... Welcome to the asylum!
May 5, 2009 3:38 PM | Reply | Permalink
LOL Thanks DD. I am still pondering my choice in the vein of 'the questions three' and crossing the bridge of death because I really had objections to the consequences of failing to write a blog according to Quinn's instructions.
My blog tomorrow...
May 5, 2009 2:48 AM | Reply | Permalink
geeez I look forward to this new blog Sync. HA!!!
May 5, 2009 2:54 AM | Reply | Permalink
DD, this is one of your very best. I have to leave for work shortly or I'd make this longer and develop something akin to complete thoughts.
May 5, 2009 7:40 AM | Reply | Permalink
You need to get more sleep. And buy better whiskey.
May 5, 2009 8:32 AM | Reply | Permalink
I usually get five good hours at nite and then I get my nap. I pay bills and by this time I am on the wagon for the rest of the month. ha
May 5, 2009 2:31 PM | Reply | Permalink
Easy as 1-2-3, Dick.
1. Sell wagon.
2. Buy whiskey.
3. Add water.
Result? Drunk for a fortnight. Or, half-drunk for a month.
Next month? Sell those extra shamwows.
May 5, 2009 3:54 PM | Reply | Permalink
I think I'll have to pick: Where are my....? You name it! Lifelong! My little sister used to be the one who found things. I unconsciously married a man who now responds with alacrity to the sound of "Where is my..."
So there ya go, DD! It's my topic of choice. It's likely part and parcel of the meaning of life - which is one long question....
See, that's what I love about you! You're a therapist's dream! Stream of consciousness! And what a consciousness! (Quinn too, but so often he just soars over my head and I'm left scratching it.)
May 5, 2009 9:45 AM | Reply | Permalink
I swear TheraP on Grandma Charlotte's grave that I have walked around my place looking for my glasses and I WAS WEARING THEM. Clean and sober. hahahaha
May 5, 2009 2:42 PM | Reply | Permalink
Glasses especially - for those of us who wear them, we can't look for them until we find them!
May 5, 2009 2:55 PM | Reply | Permalink
"I am a leftie."
"I am the eggman, they are the eggmen. I am the walrus, goo goo g'joob."
"I. Why does your arse choose to itch at the most inauspicious times?"
Too much blogging, AKA hemorrhoids...
DD this is your best - I vote you 48 hours. Any seconds...
"Too many questions, so many hemorrhoids." - autonomous
May 5, 2009 10:01 AM | Reply | Permalink
Thanks Steve. I replied to you this morn but it evidently did not take. Too many fat asses like myself sitting in front of a screen and playing for hours and hours.
Never give it up though!!
May 5, 2009 2:27 PM | Reply | Permalink
Yer shoes are under yer bed.
May 5, 2009 10:12 AM | Reply | Permalink
hahhaha
May 5, 2009 10:36 AM | Reply | Permalink
I wish.... Our best has no "under" to it. Is that my problem?
May 5, 2009 11:27 AM | Reply | Permalink
I meant "bed" of course. Doh...
May 5, 2009 11:28 AM | Reply | Permalink
I pick this one:
XXXVIII. Where am I?
See you in a couple hours.
:o)
Really.
May 5, 2009 10:31 AM | Reply | Permalink
Good for you Flower.
May 5, 2009 10:36 AM | Reply | Permalink
dd,
So good to finally 'see ya' back where you belong. And better than ever with the wit and bit!
Would have welcomed you sooner but my 'puter was having sympathy pains for yours, which quickly escalated to inability to function without you and yours. And once it learned of the passing of your old friend, it gave one last click, click and then shuddered still forever. Fade to black.
I like to believe mine simply passed of a broken heart. Thankfully, the 'vital organs' will be able to be transplanted in the near future into my new (to me anyway) companion.
Of course it had to go into the light at the worse possible moment and as ever, life has been highjacking time. I've only had moments occasionally to visit here and skim the posts - and of course rec'd.
Hopefully, soon things will calm - the transplant will be successful and all my clients files securely in their new home.
dd, I missed you and hope all is better. Take care and welcome home!
May 5, 2009 11:06 AM | Reply | Permalink
Everything is goooooood Auntie. Everybody asking about you in the chat room last night. LisB wanted your email address.
Now I feel guilty. This PC was fixed up so fine by Seashell. Everything is so fast. Quick. No wait. Now my only worry is that it makes me lazy. Then TPC sends me this screen that is almost as big as my window.
We need our favorite blogger from Alaska.
May 5, 2009 11:20 AM | Reply | Permalink
Oh Aunt Sam, I feel for you. When I moved back to the farm I didn't have net connection for 3 weeks and thought I would end up under the bed screaming. I hope all goes well with the transfer and you are back up full charge. It was bad enough without DD.
May 5, 2009 9:56 PM | Reply | Permalink
Oh DD - this was such a perfect blog for me per our conversation last night. I read every word with an eye focused on the meaning. I will surely file this away till I attempt my first real writing here. You are and always will be an inspiration to a gal filled with new thoughts, positions and wonder as to where I have been and where I am going.
LOL at some of your suggestions for topics - who knows, maybe I will make use of one.....
May 5, 2009 11:15 AM | Reply | Permalink
Maggie. Just write about Maggie. Have fun!!!
May 5, 2009 11:22 AM | Reply | Permalink
I pick nothing. Everything is about nothing. Without nothing you don't get anything. They say you can't get something from nothing, like you can't get somewhere from nowhere or sometime from never, but you can't just get everything from something - Something has to come from nothing. After all, the easiest thing to get is nothing, and then there's just a short step to something. So if you can't explain how we got to nothing, you can't explain how we got to anything at all. Because we explain everything by something simpler, and nothing is simpler than Nothing, so that's where I'd start - NOWHERE. (Don't know if this gets us anywhere, though...)
May 5, 2009 11:34 AM | Reply | Permalink
There is a thing that nothing is,
And yet it has a name,
It's something tall and something short,
Joins our sport, and plays at every game.
May 5, 2009 11:48 AM | Reply | Permalink
Teen spirit?
May 5, 2009 4:16 PM | Reply | Permalink
Nirvana. Great!!
May 5, 2009 4:39 PM | Reply | Permalink
Without nothing, you can't get anything. I hereby award you the Dayly Line of the Day Award for this here TPMCafe Site, given to all of you from all of me. ha
May 5, 2009 1:07 PM | Reply | Permalink
the Prize!! I'm so proud. Thanks Dick!! Love this blog! And will try to obey the Quinn edict henceforth...
May 5, 2009 1:29 PM | Reply | Permalink
And well deserved I might add.
Mc Cabe's Law: "Nobody has to do anything."
Charles Mc Cabe
May 5, 2009 1:41 PM | Reply | Permalink
I'm waiting for that precious bodily fluids essay, Obey. Don't let me down, dude. I need answers.
May 5, 2009 3:14 PM | Reply | Permalink
aww man! I get the bodily fluids assignments?! After my underappreciated Ode to a Haemorrhoid and Fecal Art essay, no promises, but I'll see what I can do...
May 5, 2009 6:15 PM | Reply | Permalink
Hey dog, I'm not suggesting we parse philosophical purity here, but one moment you're the poster child for United Nihilists, and the next yer swoonin' o'er the DDDA, (Dick Day Daily Award). I know this is the internet, but can we please have some slight consistency within a given thread? ;)
May 5, 2009 4:13 PM | Reply | Permalink
What the hell are you doing, Miguelito? He's a talking dog. Isn't that enough? The rest of us just accept him as he is. Wegot a talking dog. Huffpo's got nothing.
Here Obey! Here boy! Talk!
May 5, 2009 4:36 PM | Reply | Permalink
So the pig with the manolos has a problem with my consistency, eh? Jealous much?! HAH.
Let me be clear:
1. Nothing means Anything
2. The PRIZE means EVERYTHING!
Perfectly consistent, my friend...
May 5, 2009 6:07 PM | Reply | Permalink
OK. But watch the nasopharynx... said sumthin' about dogs in space being taught to limbo by some guy goes by the name of van Oort. Ever heard of him?
May 5, 2009 6:26 PM | Reply | Permalink
I found the pet-limbo story deeply moving and reassuring (though what happens to bad dogs who pee on the carpet?). But who is this Van Oort character? Sounds suspicious...
May 5, 2009 7:41 PM | Reply | Permalink
Man... this is a problem of a grave nature... Fortunately You're a nihilist, and I think that will work to your advantage... ;)
May 5, 2009 7:56 PM | Reply | Permalink
hahaha - as far as I remember, things don't turn out too good for the nihilists, though...
May 5, 2009 8:07 PM | Reply | Permalink
The van Oort thing is another big fat lie by Miguelito. He just happens to have a real thing for Wim van Oort. The "entertainer."
Meanwhile, we got cool vids about pets. Virtute.
May 5, 2009 8:09 PM | Reply | Permalink
Yodeling, pan pipes, accordian, cow bells, fiddle, washboard, sax, electric guitar, balalaika, mouth harp, and whatever those big long swiss horn thingies are, even you've got to admit the man's a walking orchestra! Meanwhile we've got random weird vids, with occassional pets interspersed throughout.
May 5, 2009 8:38 PM | Reply | Permalink
Awesome animation there Miguel, though I'm going nowhere near Limbo if your friend Van Oort is handling the entertainment... I'll take the Canadian Cat-Pop anyday...
May 5, 2009 8:54 PM | Reply | Permalink
See, I prefer my music classical
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P4SDhrTPOiI
May 5, 2009 9:02 PM | Reply | Permalink
XXXIII. Do pets go to heaven? And why are they buried separately?
I'll start by saying, I f'n hated that Disney movie when I was a kid: All Dogs Go to Heaven. Oh yeah, let's make a bad cartoon that'll make the brats cry. Also "Marley & Me"--why watch a bad movie about a dog? All movies about dogs end with their death (for the record, I absolutely did not watch Marley.) So if we go to Hollywood for the answer, um, yes?
Maybe I'll tackle this one some day. Or someone else will...
Good, funny post. rec.
May 5, 2009 11:39 AM | Reply | Permalink
Matyra, I think the rule for actors in the old days was never work with children or dogs.
The problem is that even us smokers have a life span roughly five times that of a really old dog.
May 5, 2009 1:09 PM | Reply | Permalink
Yup. My rabbit's almost 8, which is pretty good for a rabbit. Still runs up and down the halls and (somehow) bounces off the walls around corners at a good clip, however.
As an ex-smoker, hopefully I'll at least make 5-times a dog's age, though! I've been in some interesting situations before that could have gone either way, in retrospect. (i.e. 2 years ago climbing an 'interesting' route on a fourteener and doing an idiotic bit where I could have fallen a long way)
May 5, 2009 2:21 PM | Reply | Permalink
I heard all good pets go to Limbo. Which is apparently a fairly nice planet, somewhere out past the Kuiper Belt, pretty plain vanilla - except for having 3 suns and no gravity.
You'd think being a planet and all, it'd have gravity - and it used to. But God got watching the Discovery Channel with Brian Greene one day - you know, the two of them like to talk - and the show was about String Theory, and Brian was pitching the whole "music of the spheres" string theory thing, and it just... moved him. Sorry, Him - not Brian. So muchso that He decided to make Limbo the test ground.
So He equipped each little pet with their very own space suit and oxygen supply, and then... shut off the gravity. Well, the atmosphere floated off instantly into space, right? Thank God for the suits, the animals said. (You're welcome, said G.)
And then, he turned up the music. (Brian Greene "he," not "God" He. Great music. They pick up satellite radio great out there. 91X, I believe. A station which the dogs dug, but the cats (apparently) hate it. (They're into jazz.)
Anyway, so the pets all kinda float around, and once a day, God turns the gravity back on quickly, just for a coupla minutes, so none of 'em float off entirely. And they all have to wear little helmets and special booties, because a 1700 foot fall, all of a sudden, can be damn tough on a pet. You ever heard of a dead cat bounce? Well.
So that's the story. As we speak, our pets are floating around Limbo, relaxing, barking and meowing and spitting and such when they float too close, but otherwise, kicking back, listening to 91X. It's Wintersleep, for all their Weighty Ghosts.
May 5, 2009 3:03 PM | Reply | Permalink
Hey Q, great video by the way. Never heard that band before. TheraP thinks you go over her head, But I am sure you are under the bed.
May 5, 2009 3:36 PM | Reply | Permalink
I'm not sure Q goes over anyone's head. It's more like an end run when you were expecting the roll out and pass. And what is this anyway? I thought this was a political blog? I come here for the exchange of useful political ideas, analogies, and forecasts. Now I have to decipher space limbo for doogies? Who cleans out their little space suits anyway?
May 5, 2009 4:25 PM | Reply | Permalink
As Larry says, the answers to all questions are found in the blogs. (And associated videos.) Wintersleep knows where the lil animules goes. Jaws Of Life.
(Nova Scotian band. I get paid by the plug.)
May 5, 2009 4:40 PM | Reply | Permalink
Cool and demented!
May 5, 2009 4:57 PM | Reply | Permalink
You know, I had no sound until last week. You and Q have found all this neat stuff.
I liked watching cartoonists work since I was a kid and used to watch those Disney Documentaries.
It is fun to learn. You guys are great teachers!!
May 5, 2009 5:07 PM | Reply | Permalink
We're more like the guys in the back of the class room snickering about this or that.
May 5, 2009 5:41 PM | Reply | Permalink
As you say this is primarily a political blog site. I have read everything here – every post, every comment, every advertisement and I can tell you that it appears that the answers to each of your questions, in fact the answers to all questions, is that we need a filibuster proof majority in the Senate. Nothing would change of course if such a thing were to occur but it is the answer. This being the case I have come to think that:
Watching CSPAN is like watching the security cameras at a mental institution.
Political blogs are like the notes attendants at the institution make about patients.
Occasionally a patient has a spontaneous return to sanity which every doctor then claims to be a result of the application of their theories. These doctors leave the institution to write books and their particular forms of treatment are never used again. This I think explains why the library is full of books but the insanity continues.
May 5, 2009 12:07 PM | Reply | Permalink
Ok Obey gets the Line Award. hahhaha. But you, LarryH have just won the Dayly Comment of the Day Award for this here TPMCafe site.
In fact, sometimes I get in a CSPAN mood. And you are soooooooooo right. Especially when they have speech day in one of the houses of Congress.
May 5, 2009 1:13 PM | Reply | Permalink
A filibuster proof majority in the Senate.
Hmmmm.
My my my.
Yep, that WOULD be a fine thing. Damn fine.
Quick question, Larry. Gout. Will it cure the gout? Friend needs to know.
May 5, 2009 2:44 PM | Reply | Permalink
My calves have been loosening up. But THEN AGAIN it might be the calcium tablets working their charm.
AL, AL, ANYONE SEEN AL?
May 5, 2009 2:49 PM | Reply | Permalink
You know Dick, I think you're onto something. We'd see a lot more Republican support for seating Al if he'd just run an ad explaining how a filibuster proof majority in the Senate would cure gout.
May 5, 2009 3:11 PM | Reply | Permalink
Actually seeing you lionized like this did remind me of gout.
May 5, 2009 3:12 PM | Reply | Permalink
Well done, Larry! It's as a good a theory as any other. And much better than some! ;)
May 5, 2009 3:26 PM | Reply | Permalink
I do so want to write a demented blog Dick, but the voices in my head are telling me to bide my time. Time... Man, do you ever clean this place? Mind if I try one of these ginger snaps? *sticks finger in ear* ... *sniffs finger*
May 5, 2009 3:29 PM | Reply | Permalink
You caught me Miguel. My place is a real sty..er..no offense or nothin.
I only got this demented idea after reading YOU and then Quinn.
I gotta get that book though!!!
May 5, 2009 3:45 PM | Reply | Permalink
My banana bread exploded.
See you in ten years at the FEMA Camp reunion.
The Kudzu Kings are playing.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nUEhxvIlTX0&feature=related
May 5, 2009 4:46 PM | Reply | Permalink
Great link Strato. Baked potatoes can be my downfall.
MAKE SOME HOLES THE POTATO OR THEY EXPLODE.
May 5, 2009 4:52 PM | Reply | Permalink
OK dd - my demented blog about nothing is on the relationship between closets and homosexuals.
I hate to clean closets and I'm always afraid that there is a homosexual Republican lost somewhere in mine. Of course, it's far better for one to be lost in my closet than in Congress.
May 5, 2009 6:13 PM | Reply | Permalink
What an idea! By not cleaning closets, we could keep a repub closed up there for eons!
May 5, 2009 6:17 PM | Reply | Permalink
Especially in my closet, TheraP. I haven't been able to find anything in there for a least 2 eons. I'm just not sure I want a Republican homosexual giving cooties to what I can't find!
May 5, 2009 6:30 PM | Reply | Permalink
I already found it. ha
This is one hell of a machine Seashell. I know I keep sayin it. But I cannot stop. I tell EVERYBODY what you did for me. And I know TPM helped out.
But your TIME. So precious. Wow.
I feel I am at NASA or somethin.
May 5, 2009 6:31 PM | Reply | Permalink
It's true. She did a great thing for you and for the rest of us. Seashell is as beautiful as her name.
May 5, 2009 7:10 PM | Reply | Permalink
Blush. Thank you, Larry. If I was a flying dog instead of a driving one, I'd perch on your shoulder!
May 5, 2009 8:21 PM | Reply | Permalink
dd, it was the O¿O in the crowd, not me, that got the ball rolling and then the Cafe that built the energy, made the plans, donated the money, kept track of the money and paid back any donors expenses. I just happened to be lucky enough to have a back-up computer that I thought might work for you. And I'm so glad it does!
By the way, did you get the email with the driver attachment I sent you the other day? I'll try to call later tonight and we'll get it installed.
May 5, 2009 8:19 PM | Reply | Permalink
P.S. NASA doesn't need you. We do. Firmly refuse all offers from NASA, unless they include Marlboro's and whiskey, please. Even then, tell them you'll only work part-time.
May 5, 2009 8:25 PM | Reply | Permalink
Brownies, also.
May 5, 2009 9:44 PM | Reply | Permalink
FACE IS THE BEST!! AS ARE YOU!!!
May 5, 2009 11:26 PM | Reply | Permalink
Seashell rawks.
Also.
May 5, 2009 11:51 PM | Reply | Permalink
The joint effort to get you the new computer was even remarked upon in a blog on the right side of the Cafe! TPM Management noticed! :)
May 5, 2009 8:27 PM | Reply | Permalink
No kidding Thera? wow. Where was this?
May 5, 2009 8:38 PM | Reply | Permalink
Versha Sharma had a post up on TPM Café's main page on you and the computer story and Josh Marshall came and rec'd the blogs by TPC and Barefooted as the plan progressed...
May 5, 2009 9:03 PM | Reply | Permalink
Wow! Wow. That is really somethin. Huh. I know I was the winner in all this. But you have to admit, it makes our Cafe look pretty nice indeed.
WHICH IT IS!!!!
May 5, 2009 9:07 PM | Reply | Permalink
hahah! You think YOU'RE the winner?! Sucker. WE get blogs like these to enjoy every day and YOU have to churn them out.
Seriously, this place really wasn't the same without you...
May 5, 2009 9:20 PM | Reply | Permalink
dd - here is the link to Versha Sharma's post about the Cafe's efforts.
It's in the last paragraph. :-)
May 5, 2009 10:25 PM | Reply | Permalink
Seashell. THIS IS GREAT. THANK YOU FOR THE LINK
GEEEZ. I cannot even tell you why, I am just elated by this. No kidding.
This is just great.
May 5, 2009 11:14 PM | Reply | Permalink
;-] ;-] ;-]
May 5, 2009 6:50 PM | Reply | Permalink
Hi tt. Hope all is well!!!
May 5, 2009 7:11 PM | Reply | Permalink
Yes, all is well - thanks, DD! Been very very busy with work and not been around here except a minute or two at a time. I'll be back eventually! Glad to see you and lots of others here still going strong and havin' fun!
May 5, 2009 7:19 PM | Reply | Permalink
BTW Dick, I thought of you when I read this comic...
May 5, 2009 7:04 PM | Reply | Permalink
Great Doonesbury. Just Great!!!
May 5, 2009 7:10 PM | Reply | Permalink
A pointless discussion about nothing, you say. A joyful descent into impertinence, is that it? Relax all, sally forth and machinate randomly? Think like a rolling meadow? Well you can't fool me Day, I've been around the blocks. I wasn't born recently. You can't pull the wool mammoths over my retinal vicinities. Oh I may not be the brightest pencil in the shed but I know the scoring, I didn't fall off the turnip truck before it was my turn to deplane, no no no. You can't con another artist who specializes in that same genre. Nice try mister stream-of-consciousness, mister happy-go-luckily, mister fancy-a-good-frolicking-in-the-fresh fallen-drivel, mister hey-compadre-loosen-your-cranium- and-give-those-occipital-lobes-a-little-elbow-room-would-ya, your-synapses-are-firing-too-overzealously-for-this-bicycle-built-for-two.
I won't do it.
May 5, 2009 8:07 PM | Reply | Permalink
ha hahahahahha;. Made me cough on that one.
Don't miss Flower and Seashell. They are already running with two on the list.
May 5, 2009 8:35 PM | Reply | Permalink
Excellent questions DD, Can I take a shot at golf,viagra and life insurance?
Now let me whisper this,"the viagra connection is because Golf like viagra is all about sex ,yes to the nines.Look at the symbolism, dimpled balls and woody clubs. Is the 3 wood symbolic or the nine iron ,or the 10,how phallic.? What about the wood for power,the slanted wedge to get out of the trap or for short work the putter? Its shameless sexuality.Bunkers and water traps galore. Why do you think they are whispering about bogies (mis shots),eagles (one under par) and hole in ones (the perfect stroke),huh? Who better to push viagra to than golfers with their obsession with sex? Once you see this then the life insurance sales push is a given because you could die in this orgy of overindulgence, and all the golfers know it,their galleries know it,and the ad sponsors know it.They also realize that golfers may be oversexed but they are not generally irresponsible,did I mention most are rich.
Apologies to the ladies and children among us.
May 5, 2009 9:02 PM | Reply | Permalink
Geeeez DonDi, I thought it was that all those repubs have limp dicks. putters instead of irons, so to speak. hahahahaha
May 5, 2009 9:05 PM | Reply | Permalink
May 5, 2009 9:37 PM | Reply | Permalink
Great Bwak!!!
May 5, 2009 9:49 PM | Reply | Permalink
Sarah Norcliffe Cleghorn: Grand neice of Longhorn Leghorn, rooster, extraordinaire.
May 5, 2009 11:22 PM | Reply | Permalink
I say, I said, boy, er Pig?
Wot?
May 5, 2009 11:40 PM | Reply | Permalink
Excellent questions DD, Can I take a shot at golf,viagra and life insurance?
Now let me whisper this,"the viagra connection is because Golf like viagra is all about sex ,yes to the nines.Look at the symbolism, dimpled balls and woody clubs. Is the 3 wood symbolic or the nine iron ,or the 10,how phallic.? What about the wood for power,the slanted wedge to get out of the trap or for short work the putter? Its shameless sexuality.Bunkers and water traps galore. Why do you think they are whispering about bogies (mis shots),eagles (one under par) and hole in ones (the perfect stroke),huh? Who better to push viagra to than golfers with their obsession with sex? Once you see this then the life insurance sales push is a given because you could die in this orgy of overindulgence, and all the golfers know it,their galleries know it,and the ad sponsors know it.They also realize that golfers may be oversexed but they are not generally irresponsible,did I mention most are rich.
Apologies to the ladies and children among us.
May 5, 2009 9:57 PM | Reply | Permalink
What....sorry Dickday..for this double
May 5, 2009 9:59 PM | Reply | Permalink
Double the pleasure DonDi. Hey, if you draw a blank
Do a blog on NOTHING or anything on the list. ha
May 5, 2009 10:02 PM | Reply | Permalink
ShamWow Dickday. Profound.
XXIX - Why does Quinn use a Q in misspelling 'Eskimo'?
XXX - Why is this the most popular Australian beer?
May 5, 2009 11:17 PM | Reply | Permalink
He is claiming to be an attorney like I was for twentyfive years until they found out about it. ha
Esq or Esquire. But He is a dylan freak to some extent like I am. Q, Quinn, Quinn the Esq., Quinn the Eskimo.....He travels under different passports. ha
Nobel, I love beer. ha
May 5, 2009 11:32 PM | Reply | Permalink
Unabashed elitism.
He's from Winnipeg, and you, you are an American PEEEG.
Like Miguel.
May 5, 2009 11:52 PM | Reply | Permalink
1. Obviously from Dylan, but it'd been so overused went for a change. 2. So.... I'd always liked the French version, Esquimaux (or Esquimeaux.) But too long. So Esq. 3. Didn't know the U.S. used Esq. for lawyer. As Dick has taught us, Esquire/Squire means something quite different to the English - poop-boy for a Knight. I thought that a useful resonance as well. ;-)
But when I first came to TPM, I kept wondering what was going on with all these damned lawyer jokes.
May 6, 2009 12:15 AM | Reply | Permalink
As a reward for these few minutes of distraction form the daily rut I promise that my next post will be nearly pointless. :)
May 5, 2009 11:56 PM | Reply | Permalink
That is going to be difficult for a DOER like you CTMan. Hey, welcome to the insanity farm. HA
May 6, 2009 12:01 AM | Reply | Permalink
I happen to own several ShamWows, and while I am entirely underwowed on a regular basis I am incredibly wowed by the sham. Somehow, that makes me special. I'm certain that's why people look at me like they do when I walk to the Post Office in the rain with a ShamWow on my head. And why when I ask them for my rainy day compensation they smile and say it's in the mail.
May 6, 2009 12:08 AM | Reply | Permalink
HEY SWEETHEART. Missy, what a sweetheart you are. I will always go to the PO for you in the rain.
I cannot ever thank you enough for your help in getting me this magic entry into universal language and communication. You are the best.
Seashell gave so much of her time. Put it together like a magician.
Someday I will repay you. I promise.
May 6, 2009 12:25 AM | Reply | Permalink
You owe us nothing. We, on the other hand, began oweing you anew when you typed your first word. By the time you hit "submit" we were happily indebted up to our eyeballs. The only IOU in the world we will all thankfully watch grow in size, while never being able to repay.
May 6, 2009 1:18 AM | Reply | Permalink
Barefooted, you're back!!! Welcome home!!!
I wasn't aware that ShamWows were also head ornaments. However, I'm sure that you know what you are doing, I think.
(PS-your letter came while I was away. Thank you!)
May 6, 2009 12:19 AM | Reply | Permalink
Hey Seashell. You hit the wrong button. Like I do all the time. hahahaha
Hey your post is doing all right. Pretty good, and pretty gutsy. ha
I just got privy to some of the letters per your link.
Now I am crying but real tears of joy!!!!
May 6, 2009 12:29 AM | Reply | Permalink
dd, you haven't posted much today. Is everything OK?
With you or the computer?
May 6, 2009 6:54 PM | Reply | Permalink
Hi Seashell, I have been commenting. I am just working on something and probably blog tomorrow morning.
I did 8 days in a row since I got my new set up though. This is great.
May 6, 2009 7:09 PM | Reply | Permalink
Whew! I feel better now. It's OK if you're working on something. Looking forward to it!
I'm going to try to call you tonight. I said that last night and then got tired!
May 6, 2009 7:13 PM | Reply | Permalink
The thanks belongs to you, Seashell. Always a pleasure to see you. Oh, and if you use a ShamWow in the rain - a word of caution. If, due to it's fashionable charm, you should choose to allow it to dry while still upon your head please be aware that it will absorb your hair.
May 6, 2009 1:06 AM | Reply | Permalink
barefooted: If, due to it's fashionable charm, you should choose to allow it to dry while still upon your head please be aware that it will absorb your hair.
ACK!!!!
Fashion may have its place - but my hair has a better one!
dd is right (as usual) about hitting the wrong button. The post above was meant to link to your post.
May 6, 2009 6:52 PM | Reply | Permalink