Saturday.
Lee Ayrton
I woke in a warm, soft bed to the sound of rain rattling steadily on the
loft's windows in the dark and trickling studiously down the drain pipe
from the roof.
If I wasn't already recumbent I'd have swooned at the auditory chocolate
of it, the visceral joy of feeling so safe and warm when I could be so
otherwise.
Now it is dark gray out, with wind gusts blowing sodden trash around the
factory courtyard and bending the torrents of water that stream from the
roof 3 stories up like they are slack chains hanging in an abandoned
factory. There's a warm nor'easter hovering over us on its way up the
east coast and the TV tells me that the waves out in the open ocean are
the height of houses, I can feel inside me both the smug safety one might
feel in a giant ship rolling and ploughing through such seas and the
professionally grim determination it must require in a vessel that is only
twice as long as the waves are high.
Soon I will dress, go outside and let the rain splatter on my face and
cloud my glasses and let the humidity soak through my clothes to my skin.
I'll go a few blocks to the way-cool artsy-without-the-fartsy coffee shop,
drink a latte or three and I'll take advantage of the WiFi to send this
message while I eavesdrop on the women as they carp about their husbands
and lovers. I'll pet the community cat, Biscuit, a Holstein-marked black
and white cat and once again completely fail to enable her obesity.
I feel like I am riding at anchor in an unnamed tree-lined cove, sheltered
from and untroubled by the storm that, unknowing and uncaring of my tiny
boat, rolls by off the coast.
Peter Boulding
<pan.2009.11.14....@panix.com>:
>I woke in a warm, soft bed to the sound of rain rattling steadily on the
>loft's windows in the dark and trickling studiously down the drain pipe
>from the roof.
>
>If I wasn't already recumbent I'd have swooned at the auditory chocolate
>of it, the visceral joy of feeling so safe and warm when I could be so
>otherwise.
...
>I feel like I am riding at anchor in an unnamed tree-lined cove, sheltered
>from and untroubled by the storm that, unknowing and uncaring of my tiny
>boat, rolls by off the coast.
Is there a doctor in the house? One of our number has gone down with a
serious case of poetry, which might well turn out to be contagious.
--
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Fractal Music and Images: http://www.pboulding.co.uk/ and
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Mary
Nice imagery, Lee. We're unlucky here, it's only cloudy, not raining.
Mary
Mara
Such eloquence warms the heart. :)
--
"Too often we... enjoy the comfort of opinion without
the discomfort of thought." -- John F. Kennedy
huey.c...@gmail.com
> I woke in a warm, soft bed to the sound of rain rattling steadily on
> the loft's windows in the dark and trickling studiously down the drain
> pipe from the roof.
>
> If I wasn't already recumbent I'd have swooned at the auditory
> chocolate of it, the visceral joy of feeling so safe and warm when I
> could be so otherwise.
The girl and I had this experience just yesterday. We were discussing
the things that needed to be done that day, and then she said "Y'know
what? We should just stay in bed." We stayed in bed, pondering that idea
for all of about a minute, when there was a loud crash. "Holy shit
something just hit the house!" she says, and leaps out of bed. "Get
up!", she says, "we have to go see what that was!".
I say "Y'know what? We should just stay in bed."
I was outvoted.
A bathrobe and slippers and a walk around the house later, and come to
discover that the big oak tree next to the house dropped about fifteen
feet of branch, about four inches across at the big end, onto the roof
directly over the bedroom. Loud as hell, but no permanent damage to the
roof.
...but that fucking tree ruined what could have been a very nice day.
--
Huey
DT
huey.c...@gmail.com says...
>...that fucking tree ruined what could have been a very nice day.
Now that's nice imagery.
--
Dennis
Les Albert
wrote:
>I woke in a warm, soft bed to the sound of rain rattling steadily on the
>loft's windows in the dark and trickling studiously down the drain pipe
>from the roof.
>If I wasn't already recumbent I'd have swooned at the auditory chocolate
>of it, the visceral joy of feeling so safe and warm when I could be so
>otherwise.
>Now it is dark gray out, with wind gusts blowing sodden trash around the
>factory courtyard and bending the torrents of water that stream from the
>roof 3 stories up like they are slack chains hanging in an abandoned
>factory. There's a warm nor'easter hovering over us on its way up the
>east coast and the TV tells me that the waves out in the open ocean are
>the height of houses, I can feel inside me both the smug safety one might
>feel in a giant ship rolling and ploughing through such seas and the
>professionally grim determination it must require in a vessel that is only
>twice as long as the waves are high.
>Soon I will dress, go outside and let the rain splatter on my face and
>cloud my glasses and let the humidity soak through my clothes to my skin.
Why don't you wear a raincoat and/or use an umbrella?
>I'll go a few blocks to the way-cool artsy-without-the-fartsy coffee shop,
>drink a latte or three and I'll take advantage of the WiFi to send this
>message while I eavesdrop on the women as they carp about their husbands
>and lovers. I'll pet the community cat, Biscuit, a Holstein-marked black
>and white cat and once again completely fail to enable her obesity.
>I feel like I am riding at anchor in an unnamed tree-lined cove, sheltered
>from and untroubled by the storm that, unknowing and uncaring of my tiny
>boat, rolls by off the coast.
And still soaked to the skin.
Les
huey.c...@gmail.com
> huey.c...@gmail.com says...
> >...that fucking tree ruined what could have been a very nice day.
> Now that's nice imagery.
What can I say? It's a gift.
--
Huey
Bill Turlock
>
> I woke in a warm, soft bed to the sound of rain rattling steadily on the
> loft's windows in the dark and trickling studiously down the drain pipe
> from the roof.
...
I awoke this gray, drizzly Saturday morning to the intruder alarm
sounding, its voice mimicking a doorbell. It heralded an aluminum
can scavenger, witness the security camera, trespassing into my
carport. "WTF!" I lamented. I arose, ball bat in hand,
regrettably too late, as they had already departed.
Veronique
We've just got overcast and some morning fog here. Damnit.
V.
--
Veronique Chez Sheep
Veronique
> On Sat, 14 Nov 2009 10:27:12 -0500, Lee Ayrton <layr...@panix.com>
Being out in the rain isn't so bad if you don't have clothes on to
soak and get clammy.
Les Albert
Nature Girl.
Les
Les Albert
Ain't nobody gonna steal his cans!
Les
Snidely
> On Nov 14, 8:22 am, Mary <mrfeath...@aol.c0m> wrote:
> > Nice imagery, Lee. We're unlucky here, it's only cloudy, not raining.
>
> We've just got overcast and some morning fog here. Damnit.
>
I'm even more unlucky ... the sun is shining, the wind is calm. The
official temp at the airfield down the street is 63 with a high of 69
expected, but I bet its going to feel too damn warm.
/dps "seem heat"
Greg Goss
>We've just got overcast and some morning fog here. Damnit.
Calgary has rediscovered clear sunny skies. But because the nights
are much longer than the days this time of the year, this sometimes
makes things cold at dawn.
I haven't been out in it yet today, but I think today's an exception.
Yesterday's mostly-overcast formed a perfect "Chinook Arch" to the
west, so I suspect the air outside has been warmed by its descent from
the Rockies.
Somehow, when I lived here in 79-81, I never heard of the chinook
arch. It's a standard weather sign in this region, so I don't know
how I missed it the first time around.
--
Tomorrow is today already.
Greg Goss, 1989-01-27
Greg Goss
>A bathrobe and slippers and a walk around the house later, and come to
>discover that the big oak tree next to the house dropped about fifteen
>feet of branch, about four inches across at the big end, onto the roof
>directly over the bedroom. Loud as hell, but no permanent damage to the
>roof.
>
>...but that fucking tree ruined what could have been a very nice day.
Can you STILL be an atheist?
Dover Beach
news:7m8d3oF...@mid.individual.net:
> Veronique <veroniq...@gmail.com> wrote:
>
>
>>We've just got overcast and some morning fog here. Damnit.
>
> Calgary has rediscovered clear sunny skies. But because the nights
> are much longer than the days this time of the year, this sometimes
> makes things cold at dawn.
>
We're supposed to wind up with six inches of snow by Sunday night.
--
Dover
huey.c...@gmail.com
> huey.c...@gmail.com wrote:
> > A bathrobe and slippers and a walk around the house later, and come
> > to discover that the big oak tree next to the house dropped about
> > fifteen feet of branch, about four inches across at the big end,
> > onto the roof directly over the bedroom. Loud as hell, but no
> > permanent damage to the roof.
> > ...but that fucking tree ruined what could have been a very nice day.
> Can you STILL be an atheist?
I don't know. Was I an atheist before? And are you saying that God
doesn't want me to have sex? I thought the Bible said that we were
supposed to be fruity and multiple?
--
Huey
Greg Goss
Maybe it was the wrong time of her month and he wants you to be even
more fruitful tomorrow.
hpjeannie
> > Lee Ayrton wrote:
>
> > > I feel like I am riding at anchor in an unnamed tree-lined cove, sheltered
> > > from and untroubled by the storm that, unknowing and uncaring of my tiny
> > > boat, rolls by off the coast.
Very nice, Lee! Happy happy warm joy.
> > Nice imagery, Lee. We're unlucky here, it's only cloudy, not raining.
>
> We've just got overcast and some morning fog here. Damnit.
Oh, V., you can do better than that. It sprinkled a tiny bit this
morning, just a promise of later rains. The clouds came in on a brisk
breeze yesterday, blowing the yellowing elm leaves flutteringly down
on the driveway, making themselves useful even at the end of their
life, as future mulch to keep down the weeds which are already
springing up.
The big-leaf maples are five different colors, their own leaves
falling down on green grass...
Oops, daughter is through with her shower so I'm free to prep the
roast for dinner. Bye!
Jeannie
suddenly
Veronique
Biked up to the Westside in the cold, cold morning fog. BUT, after
wandering around the farmer's market, the edge of the fog is seen and
behind it is glorious, glittering sun and sky. Sharp-edged clouds and
the bay is completely flat, tranquil, wavelets plinking aqua over
sand, deepening to turquoise and sea green over the kelp beds. Instead
of cold, it is almost too warm for long sleeves, riding on Big Pink
and passing the rottweilers and golden retrievers and an ancient
Weimaraner, strolling along with their humans. Perfect, perfect,
perfect.
And no damn rain.
Don K
news:edfed8fc-27d8-4db4...@b25g2000prb.googlegroups.com...
And no damn rain.
Sweating like a pig after another furtive weekend stab at clearing
years of accumulated garage clutter, I retreated into the blissful arms
of my black leather den chair. Sinking into its warm embrace, I stared
blankly into and through the computer monitor, as if in a trance, with
all mental processing shut down and no comprehension of the projected
imagery. Leaning back, wallowing in restful earthiness, I sat in my
stupor until startled by a cold black nose nudging my arm.
It is time to walk the dog. .In the rain.
Don
Les Albert
<hpje...@yahoo.com> wrote:
>Oh, V., you can do better than that. It sprinkled a tiny bit this
>morning, just a promise of later rains. The clouds came in on a brisk
>breeze yesterday, blowing the yellowing elm leaves flutteringly down
>on the driveway, making themselves useful even at the end of their
>life, as future mulch to keep down the weeds which are already
>springing up.
>The big-leaf maples are five different colors, their own leaves
>falling down on green grass...
>Oops, daughter is through with her shower so I'm free to prep the
>roast for dinner. Bye!
What does daughter's shower completion have to do with prepping the
roast? Do you wash it off in the shower first?
Les
Hactar
WAG: need to use water in the prep and more CW in the kitchen means less
CW in the shower, which means the shower gets hot. Of course, if
hpjeannie's daughter uses an on-demand water heater or a
temperature-regulating shower valve, I have no idea.
--
-eben QebWe...@vTerYizUonI.nOetP http://royalty.mine.nu:81
"You're one of those condescending Unix computer users!"
"Here's a nickel, kid. Get yourself a better computer" - Dilbert
Opus the Penguin
> I'll go a few blocks to the way-cool artsy-without-the-fartsy
> coffee shop
How do they remove the fartsy?
--
Opus the Penguin
The best darn penguin in all of Usenet
hpjeannie
> On Sat, 14 Nov 2009 12:29:15 -0800 (PST), hpjeannie
>
Roast prep needs water, and any water used in the kitchen affects the
temperature and/or pressure in the shower. No regulators here.
Jeannie
Opus the Penguin
> On Sat, 14 Nov 2009 10:27:12 -0500, Lee Ayrton <lay...@panix.com>
> wrote in <pan.2009.11.14....@panix.com>:
>
>>I woke in a warm, soft bed to the sound of rain rattling steadily
>>on the loft's windows in the dark and trickling studiously down
>>the drain pipe from the roof.
>>
>>If I wasn't already recumbent I'd have swooned at the auditory
>>chocolate of it, the visceral joy of feeling so safe and warm when
>>I could be so otherwise.
> ...
>
>>I feel like I am riding at anchor in an unnamed tree-lined cove,
>>sheltered from and untroubled by the storm that, unknowing and
>>uncaring of my tiny boat, rolls by off the coast.
>
> Is there a doctor in the house? One of our number has gone down
> with a serious case of poetry, which might well turn out to be
> contagious.
>
Lo! keen-eyed, towering Science!
As from tall peaks the Modern overlooking,
Successive, absolute fiats issuing.
Yet again, lo! the Soul�above all science;
For it, has History gather�d like a husk around the globe;
For it, the entire star-myriads roll through the sky.
Lee Ayrton
> Lee Ayrton (lay...@panix.com) wrote:
>
>> I'll go a few blocks to the way-cool artsy-without-the-fartsy
>> coffee shop
>
> How do they remove the fartsy?
You have to check it at the door.
huey.c...@gmail.com
> Lee Ayrton (lay...@panix.com) wrote:
> > I'll go a few blocks to the way-cool artsy-without-the-fartsy coffee
> > shop
> How do they remove the fartsy?
The magic google keywords are 'smoke eater': http://www.smokeeaters.org/bar/
has some good examples.
--
Huey
Les Albert
wrote:
>In article <q38uf554l4ette6tb...@4ax.com>,
>Les Albert <lalb...@aol.com> wrote:
>> On Sat, 14 Nov 2009 12:29:15 -0800 (PST), hpjeannie
>> <hpje...@yahoo.com> wrote:
>>
>> >Oh, V., you can do better than that. It sprinkled a tiny bit this
>> >morning, just a promise of later rains. The clouds came in on a brisk
>> >breeze yesterday, blowing the yellowing elm leaves flutteringly down
>> >on the driveway, making themselves useful even at the end of their
>> >life, as future mulch to keep down the weeds which are already
>> >springing up.
>> >The big-leaf maples are five different colors, their own leaves
>> >falling down on green grass...
>> >Oops, daughter is through with her shower so I'm free to prep the
>> >roast for dinner. Bye!
>>
>> What does daughter's shower completion have to do with prepping the
>> roast? Do you wash it off in the shower first?
>
>WAG: need to use water in the prep and more CW in the kitchen means less
>CW in the shower, which means the shower gets hot. Of course, if
>hpjeannie's daughter uses an on-demand water heater or a
>temperature-regulating shower valve, I have no idea.
You guessed correctly.
Les
Mary
> Oops, daughter is through with her shower so I'm free to prep the
> roast for dinner. Bye!
I'm not really clear on the relationship between your daughter's shower
and the roast; do I want to ask?
Mary
Mary
> Lee Ayrton (lay...@panix.com) wrote:
>
>> I'll go a few blocks to the way-cool artsy-without-the-fartsy
>> coffee shop
>
> How do they remove the fartsy?
>
Beano.
Mary
Mary
> Peter Boulding (pjbn...@UNSPAMpboulding.co.uk) wrote:
>
>> On Sat, 14 Nov 2009 10:27:12 -0500, Lee Ayrton <lay...@panix.com>
>> wrote in <pan.2009.11.14....@panix.com>:
>>
>>> I woke in a warm, soft bed to the sound of rain rattling steadily
>>> on the loft's windows in the dark and trickling studiously down
>>> the drain pipe from the roof.
>>>
>>> If I wasn't already recumbent I'd have swooned at the auditory
>>> chocolate of it, the visceral joy of feeling so safe and warm when
>>> I could be so otherwise.
>> ...
>>
>>> I feel like I am riding at anchor in an unnamed tree-lined cove,
>>> sheltered from and untroubled by the storm that, unknowing and
>>> uncaring of my tiny boat, rolls by off the coast.
>> Is there a doctor in the house? One of our number has gone down
>> with a serious case of poetry, which might well turn out to be
>> contagious.
>>
>
> Lo! keen-eyed, towering Science!
> As from tall peaks the Modern overlooking,
> Successive, absolute fiats issuing.
>
> For it, has History gather�d like a husk around the globe;
> For it, the entire star-myriads roll through the sky.
>
Huh?
Mary
Dover Beach
news:5eILm.134955$la3.93199@attbi_s22:
> Opus the Penguin wrote:
>>
>> Lo! keen-eyed, towering Science!
>> As from tall peaks the Modern overlooking,
>> Successive, absolute fiats issuing.
>>
>> Yet again, lo! the Soul�above all science;
>> For it, has History gather�d like a husk around the globe;
>> For it, the entire star-myriads roll through the sky.
>>
>
>
> Huh?
>
Whitman.
--
Dover
Mary
> Mary <mrfea...@aol.c0m> wrote in
> news:5eILm.134955$la3.93199@attbi_s22:
>
>> Opus the Penguin wrote:
>
>>> Lo! keen-eyed, towering Science!
>>> As from tall peaks the Modern overlooking,
>>> Successive, absolute fiats issuing.
>>>
>>> For it, has History gather�d like a husk around the globe;
>>> For it, the entire star-myriads roll through the sky.
>>>
>>
>> Huh?
>>
>
> Whitman.
>
Oh, c'mon, Dover, you're spoiling my smartassery. Or, I guess, more
accurately, my dumbassery.
Mary
QueBarbara
>
>
>I woke in a warm, soft bed to the sound of rain rattling steadily on the
>loft's windows in the dark and trickling studiously down the drain pipe
>from the roof.
>
>If I wasn't already recumbent I'd have swooned at the auditory chocolate
>of it, the visceral joy of feeling so safe and warm when I could be so
>otherwise.
>
>Now it is dark gray out, with wind gusts blowing sodden trash around the
>factory courtyard and bending the torrents of water that stream from the
>roof 3 stories up like they are slack chains hanging in an abandoned
>factory. There's a warm nor'easter hovering over us on its way up the
>east coast and the TV tells me that the waves out in the open ocean are
>the height of houses, I can feel inside me both the smug safety one might
>feel in a giant ship rolling and ploughing through such seas and the
>professionally grim determination it must require in a vessel that is only
>twice as long as the waves are high.
>
>Soon I will dress, go outside and let the rain splatter on my face and
>cloud my glasses and let the humidity soak through my clothes to my skin.
>I'll go a few blocks to the way-cool artsy-without-the-fartsy coffee shop,
>drink a latte or three and I'll take advantage of the WiFi to send this
>message while I eavesdrop on the women as they carp about their husbands
>and lovers. I'll pet the community cat, Biscuit, a Holstein-marked black
>and white cat and once again completely fail to enable her obesity.
>
>I feel like I am riding at anchor in an unnamed tree-lined cove, sheltered
>from and untroubled by the storm that, unknowing and uncaring of my tiny
>boat, rolls by off the coast.
>
>
I was pounced awake by the new kitty. I rode my bike up and down our
street at top speed a few times to let the dog run, and then took a
leisurely tour of the neighborhood. Stopped to talk to my favorite
neighbor, a Houston native who remembers taking the train down to
Galveston with her grandparents, and thinking that they were crazy for
telling her that one day there would be houses all the way from
Houston to Galveston. When she moved in this neighborhood, in the
early 1960's, it was surrounded by cow pastures. She also remembers
driving not too far west of here, on Memorial Drive, and seeing
bobcats at night. For lunch, we went to Chuy's Comida Deluxe and had
nachos with friends (Hi, Mary.)
Chicken cacciatore simmering on the stove. Life is not all good -
dad's in the hospital again, should get the prognosis tomorrow - but
the respites are treasured.
--
QueBarbara
Les Albert
Xho Jingleheimerschmidt
> Lee Ayrton (lay...@panix.com) wrote:
>
>> I'll go a few blocks to the way-cool artsy-without-the-fartsy
>> coffee shop
>
> How do they remove the fartsy?
It removes itself. I think that is the ontological nature of fartsy.
If it is not in the process of removal, then it is just bloatsy.
Xho
Bill Turlock
Governor?
Lesmond
Ooh. I'm jealous. It's 72 and sunny here.
--
If there's a nuclear winter, at least it'll snow.
Mary
Really? Wow. It's right around freezing and sunny here.
Mary
Dover Beach
news:yrfzbaqirevmbaar...@news.eternal-september.org:
Here's my back yard a couple of hours ago:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/doverbeach/4106628140/
--
Dover
Mary
Pretty! And it will probably melt soon.
Mary
Snidely
> Dover Beach wrote:
> > "Lesmond" <lesm...@verizon.net> wrote in about
>
> > Here's my back yard a couple of hours ago:
>
> >http://www.flickr.com/photos/doverbeach/4106628140/
>
> Pretty! And it will probably melt soon.
Fah! We had a heavy rainstorm Friday night -- I actually saw
"freckles" in the dust on my windshield.
/dps
Lesmond
Ah. Lovely.
Snidely
wrote:
> Chicken cacciatore simmering on the stove. Life is not all good -
> dad's in the hospital again, should get the prognosis tomorrow - but
> the respites are treasured.
Hey, I'll join the finger-crossing brigade -- and tell him to stop
inching the nurses.
/dps
Opus the Penguin
37 and drizzly.
Peter Ward
I thought you were older.
--
Peter, from outside the asylum
I'm an alien
email: usenet at peterward dot adsl24 dot co dot uk
http://blowinsmoke.wordpress.com/
Normally, I can't stand hypocrisy, but I'm prepared to make an exception
in my own case.
Mary
By the way, I was thinking of you when we went on vacation. It's
becoming hard NOT to think of AFCAns while driving across country, any
more - Kansas City, check - Opus. Flagstaff, check - Lee (only he was
on the east coast at the time). Denver, check - Dover and several others.
If only we hadn't had the time constraints.
Mary
Veronique
> By the way, I was thinking of you when we went on vacation. It's
> becoming hard NOT to think of AFCAns while driving across country, any
> more - Kansas City, check - Opus. Flagstaff, check - Lee (only he was
> on the east coast at the time). Denver, check - Dover and several others.
>
> If only we hadn't had the time constraints.
Isn't that funny? I was thinking the same thing, when changing plane
in Minneapolis or stuck overnight in Memphis (are there any AFCAn's in
Memphis?) I always think of Dover when flying over the Rockies.
V.
--
Veronique Chez Sheep
QueBarbara
It is. Although it looks like somebody forgot to close the cover on
the grill.
--
QueBarbara
QueBarbara
I'm not sure what the means, but I will. And please keep the fingers
crossed. (Dover, no need to read this part, I wasn't sure if I was
going to share this on the group or not so a similar version is in
your email box). Background - Dad was in the hospital about a month
ago with a blood clot in his left leg and was released after about a
week. Last Tuesday he was back in, with a blood clot in his *right*
leg. Two of my sisters went to the hospital to meet with the doctor
this morning. Dad had a CAT scan on Friday, and they found spots on
his liver and they suspect cancer. So the next step is to do a
colonoscopy, because cancer doesn't normally start in the liver but
spreads from other organs, with the colon being the most common. But
they have to get him off the blood thinners first to get his blood
back to a normal level to do the colonoscopy. I forgot to ask if this
could be related with the blood clot situation or if it is totally
unrelated. He also needs a blood transfusion because he's anemic, but
he's got some weird antibodies in is blood so they have to send off to
the big city of Indianapolis to get that, which will take a day or
two. Oh yeah, and he has emphysema (not surprising after 50+ years of
smoking), something he has known but had neglected to tell us.
--
QueBarbara
Dover Beach
news:9jt0g5dlll3e0vn7c...@4ax.com:
>
> It is. Although it looks like somebody forgot to close the cover on
> the grill.
>
Yes, *cough* somebody forgot to do that. Somebody's husband gets ticked
off at Somebody about that.
--
Dover
Charles Wm. Dimmick
> Dover Beach wrote:
>> Mary <mrfea...@aol.c0m> wrote in
>> news:5eILm.134955$la3.93199@attbi_s22:
>>
>>> Opus the Penguin wrote:
>>>> Lo! keen-eyed, towering Science!
>>>> As from tall peaks the Modern overlooking,
>>>> Successive, absolute fiats issuing.
>>>>
>>>> For it, has History gather�d like a husk around the globe;
>>>> For it, the entire star-myriads roll through the sky.
>>>>
>>>
>>> Huh?
>>>
>> Whitman.
>
> Governor?
Perhaps you are confusing him with Robert Henry Winborne Welch Jr.,
owner of a candy company, and founder of the John Birch Society. In 1950
he ran for Lieutenant Governor of Massachusetts.
Charles
Veronique
> QueBarbara <que.barbara.l...@go-awaygmail.com> wrote innews:9jt0g5dlll3e0vn7c...@4ax.com:
>
>
>
> > It is. Although it looks like somebody forgot to close the cover on
> > the grill.
>
> Yes, *cough* somebody forgot to do that. Somebody's husband gets ticked
> off at Somebody about that.
That bad dog!
Veronique
wrote:
> ...Dad ...
Ah, crap. Hugs and thoughts and good wishes.
Mary
> On Nov 15, 2:03 pm, QueBarbara <que.barbara.l...@go-awaygmail.com>
> wrote:
>> ...Dad ...
>
>
> Ah, crap. Hugs and thoughts and good wishes.
What V. said. Take care, Barbara, of yourself and of him.
Mary
Boron Elgar
Thank you, Lee.
Boron
bill van
Dover Beach <moon.b...@gmail.com> wrote:
Flood watch here on the B.C. south coast. A big rain storm is blowing
through; up to eight inches expected in some places over a couple of
days. Mountain slopes were already waterlogged, so we might see some
slides before it's done.
bill
Bill Turlock
>
> Bill Turlock wrote:
> > Dover Beach wrote:
> >> Mary <mrfea...@aol.c0m> wrote in
> >> news:5eILm.134955$la3.93199@attbi_s22:
> >>
> >>> Opus the Penguin wrote:
> >>>> Lo! keen-eyed, towering Science!
> >>>> As from tall peaks the Modern overlooking,
> >>>> Successive, absolute fiats issuing.
> >>>>
> >>>> For it, has History gather�d like a husk around the globe;
> >>>> For it, the entire star-myriads roll through the sky.
> >>>>
> >>>
> >>> Huh?
> >>>
> >> Whitman.
> >
> > Governor?
>
> Perhaps you are confusing him with Robert Henry Winborne Welch Jr.,
> owner of a candy company, and founder of the John Birch Society. In 1950
> he ran for Lieutenant Governor of Massachusetts.
>
> Charles
No, it was an ill-advised attempt to make reference to the fact
that Meg Whitman (R), former E-Bay CEO is running for Gov here.
Bill Turlock
Time to close and cover the grill
Hactar
Whenever it gets below freezing here (aka whenever the orange and
strawberry farmers do the "chicken sans head" thing), some people turn a
sprinkler on a house, tree, anything that'll make icicles. Most of the
precipitation here falls in the summer, so on any given summer day,
there's a decent chance it'll rain sometime between noon and 5. We
never see naturally-made ice otherwise, and that only half-counts.
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Aye. And may there be some lucky breaks coming soon in the pipeline.
/dps "pppppppinch"
Opus the Penguin
> QueBarbara <que.barb...@go-awaygmail.com> wrote:
>
>> It is. Although it looks like somebody forgot to close the cover
>> on the grill.
>>
>
> Yes, *cough* somebody forgot to do that. Somebody's husband gets
> ticked off at Somebody about that.
>
I've never done that. But I have forgotten to turn the grill off and
have run through a whole tank of propane.
When I bought the thing, I also bought a nifty cover for it to protect
it from the elements. The cover spends most of its time in a heap
against the fence, right where the wind left it.
Nick Spalding
on Sun, 15 Nov 2009 21:13:19 GMT:
Plan your itinerary from this:
<http://f1.grp.yahoofs.com/v1/sDABS7GiLB275EBPfaC7snEGFhAQzYDcmzv5LeJtod0Qi70rxzc2lVE0hTqF3b-ikCem553by4rnkppCkBzUGCds46oGMTjE/AFCA%20Locations.kmz>
<http://tinyurl.com/y8j8m2g>
--
Nick Spalding
Lee Ayrton
> On 14 Nov 2009 19:07:05 GMT, Dover Beach wrote:
>
>>Greg Goss <go...@gossg.org> wrote in
>>news:7m8d3oF...@mid.individual.net:
>>
>>> Veronique <veroniq...@gmail.com> wrote:
>>>
>>>
>>>>We've just got overcast and some morning fog here. Damnit.
>>>
>>> Calgary has rediscovered clear sunny skies. But because the nights
>>> are much longer than the days this time of the year, this sometimes
>>> makes things cold at dawn.
>>>
>> We're supposed to wind up with six inches of snow by Sunday night.
>
> Ooh. I'm jealous. It's 72 and sunny here.
Mid-60s here in Pawtucket RI, sunny. The nor'easter blew out and now it
is warm and sunny.
Lesmond
You are me.
Lesmond
You know, it's the old joke about how when you have nothing to talk about,
you talk about the weather. But weather is fascinating to me.
Lee Ayrton
We saw some sun dogs up in southern Maine last weekend. It is a cool
effect, but I'm curious as to why I seem to be seeing them more and more
frequently.
Nick Spalding
<yrfzbaqirevmbaar...@news.eternal-september.org>
on Mon, 16 Nov 2009 10:05:07 -0500 (EST):
Mine's cover is neatly rolled up underneath it so it won't blow away. I
have removed the gas regulator for the winter as last year I left it on
and it rusted solid.
--
Nick Spalding
Les Albert
Yeah, me too.
Les
Les Albert
It's the first sign of the end of time according to the Mayan
astronomers:
http://ww2010.atmos.uiuc.edu/guides/mtr/opt/ice/sd.rxml
Les
David J. Martin
Mine is currently full of water, sitting on the patio next to the grill.
It will take a week for it to dry off enough to put it back on the
grill. That's assuming I empty it and spread it over something that
allows it to dry. But I did shut off the gas, so it's not all bad.
David
QueBarbara
Thanks, peeps.
--
QueBarbara
Lee Ayrton
Should I call NASA or NOAA to ask if i should kill my pets?
Boron Elgar
Eeks. Just caught up with this. Hope things improve,
Boron
Mac
> On Mon, 16 Nov 2009 09:02:35 -0800, Les Albert wrote:
> > wrote:
> >>On Mon, 16 Nov 2009 10:06:07 -0500, Lesmond wrote:
>
> >>> You know, it's the old joke about how when you have nothing to talk about,
> >>> you talk about the weather. But weather is fascinating to me.
>
> >>We saw some sun dogs up in southern Maine last weekend. It is a cool
> >>effect, but I'm curious as to why I seem to be seeing them more and more
> >>frequently.
>
> > It's the first sign of the end of time according to the Mayan
> > astronomers:
>
> >http://ww2010.atmos.uiuc.edu/guides/mtr/opt/ice/sd.rxml
>
> Should I call NASA or NOAA to ask if i should kill my pets?
You're behind on the news. Thanks to Ann Coulter, we are freed of the
government pet death panels!
Les Albert
wrote:
>On Mon, 16 Nov 2009 09:02:35 -0800, Les Albert wrote:
>> On Mon, 16 Nov 2009 10:19:53 -0500, Lee Ayrton <lay...@panix.com>
>> wrote:
>>>On Mon, 16 Nov 2009 10:06:07 -0500, Lesmond wrote:
>>>> You know, it's the old joke about how when you have nothing to talk about,
>>>> you talk about the weather. But weather is fascinating to me.
>>>We saw some sun dogs up in southern Maine last weekend. It is a cool
>>>effect, but I'm curious as to why I seem to be seeing them more and more
>>>frequently.
>> It's the first sign of the end of time according to the Mayan
>> astronomers:
>> http://ww2010.atmos.uiuc.edu/guides/mtr/opt/ice/sd.rxml
>Should I call NASA or NOAA to ask if i should kill my pets?
You should contact this guy:
Les
QueBarbara
wrote:
>Mary wrote, in <P9_Lm.136078$la3.71172@attbi_s22>
> on Sun, 15 Nov 2009 21:13:19 GMT:
>
>> Opus the Penguin wrote:
>> > Mary (mrfea...@aol.c0m) wrote:
>>
>>
>> By the way, I was thinking of you when we went on vacation. It's
>> becoming hard NOT to think of AFCAns while driving across country, any
>> more - Kansas City, check - Opus. Flagstaff, check - Lee (only he was
>> on the east coast at the time). Denver, check - Dover and several others.
>>
>> If only we hadn't had the time constraints.
>>
>
>Plan your itinerary from this:
><http://f1.grp.yahoofs.com/v1/sDABS7GiLB275EBPfaC7snEGFhAQzYDcmzv5LeJtod0Qi70rxzc2lVE0hTqF3b-ikCem553by4rnkppCkBzUGCds46oGMTjE/AFCA%20Locations.kmz>
><http://tinyurl.com/y8j8m2g>
I couldn't get either of those links to work in Firefox.
--
QueBarbara
Lesmond
Ooh. I was gonna guess that!
Les Albert
I almost didn't post the web address because almost everyone knows
that about sun dogs.
Les
Nick Spalding
on Mon, 16 Nov 2009 12:43:47 -0600:
Ah. They do require Google Earth.
For a text version try a the compiled by the late lamented Blinky on
which the map, with a few additions, is based:
<http://f1.grp.yahoofs.com/v1/UL0BS7HYcwGC6o3HwRcIur0P_QTybwrZJyjcwG4Dd2v3iDTpNnFXzZL3CSeIdHnqjnxxZeZq1iojGSs9uW0Q3GUXu8tjpJck/AFCA%20Locations.doc>
<http://tinyurl.com/yfl2mgv>
Both the GE and text versions can be found in AFCA Files in Yahoo.
--
Nick Spalding
QueBarbara
wrote:
Ah, ha. I don't have that on my computer at home, but I've forwarded
your link to my work email as I do have it on that computer.
--
QueBarbara
Bob Ward
Parts of her platform makes sense - if the citizens of California are
asked to cut spending, the politicians should, too.
groo
>
>
> I woke in a warm, soft bed to the sound of rain rattling steadily on
> the loft's windows in the dark and trickling studiously down the drain
> pipe from the roof.
>
>
>
In other words, "Shitty weather".
--
Whoop dee doo.
S. Checker
We got a new grill just before our kitchen renovation. The store had a
lovely, thick cover that's withstood the elements very well. I used up
the last of my first tank of gas two nights ago grilling some Cornish
Game Hens, but the second tank will hold us until I get a refill. The
counterman inevitably at this time of year asks "one more cookout
before winter?" or some such but I've grilled in snow up to the top of
my boots.
So the cover's on, the grill is ready and boy, was that good chicken.
--
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-- Glenn D. does the announcements
Lee Ayrton
Toe-MA-toe.
huey.c...@gmail.com
> We got a new grill just before our kitchen renovation. The store had a
> lovely, thick cover that's withstood the elements very well. I used up
> the last of my first tank of gas two nights ago grilling some Cornish
> Game Hens, but the second tank will hold us until I get a refill. The
> counterman inevitably at this time of year asks "one more cookout
> before winter?" or some such but I've grilled in snow up to the top of
> my boots.
> So the cover's on, the grill is ready and boy, was that good chicken.
I have a tank that I own, and one of those 'Blue Wossname' tanks you
exchange at the Home Depot, and it turns out that a refil of the
good tank from the tiny korean man up the road costs about the same as
exchanging one at the Home Depot, but I usually have one empty in the
garage, since I don't go through but a tank a year or thereabouts.
...but the grill doesn't get used much in the winter, because I usually
have the tank on the propane torpedo in the garage.
--
Huey
S. Checker
> I have a tank that I own, and one of those 'Blue Wossname' tanks you
> exchange at the Home Depot, and it turns out that a refil of the
> good tank from the tiny korean man up the road costs about the same as
> exchanging one at the Home Depot, but I usually have one empty in the
> garage, since I don't go through but a tank a year or thereabouts.
> ...but the grill doesn't get used much in the winter, because I usually
> have the tank on the propane torpedo in the garage.
This propane torpedo, do you use it on your Red Rabbit?
I'd guess it takes us two months to use a tank of propane but I don't
pay much attention, just refill it when it's empty.
--
Man, those Samoans are a surly bunch
-- M. Mead
Robert Crowe
On Tue, 17 Nov 2009 18:42:56 -0600, the alleged huey.c...@gmail.com,
may have posted the following, to alt.fan.cecil-adams:
>S. Checker <spa...@gmail.com> wrote:
>> We got a new grill just before our kitchen renovation. The store had
>> a lovely, thick cover that's withstood the elements very well. I used
>> up the last of my first tank of gas two nights ago grilling some
>> Cornish Game Hens, but the second tank will hold us until I get a
>> refill. The counterman inevitably at this time of year asks "one more
>> cookout before winter?" or some such but I've grilled in snow up to
>> the top of my boots.
Not me! However my boots are 20-Eyelet Dr. Martens.
>> So the cover's on, the grill is ready and boy, was that good chicken.
>
>I have a tank that I own, and one of those 'Blue Wossname' tanks you
>exchange at the Home Depot, and it turns out that a refil of the
>good tank from the tiny korean man up the road costs about the same as
>exchanging one at the Home Depot, but I usually have one empty in the
>garage, since I don't go through but a tank a year or thereabouts.
Similar story here, I've also got one of those [AmeriGas|Blue Rhino]
tanks. About a year ago a neighbor was transferred to another state
and had lots of stuff in his attic, basement and garage that he'd
decided was too much of a bother to move and then store before buying
a new home. One of the items I snagged was a 40-pound propane tank.
I was amazed when I got it filled at a nearby garage for $22! The
manager told me that she charges a flat-rate of $17 ($1 less than
Wal*Mart, $2 less than Home Depot and Lowes and $3 less than the
Kwik-E-Marts) for an exchange of a 20-pound tank, but for larger
tanks she charges by the meter.
Woo-Hoo! I've still got heat in my garage and probably will for the
next few cool to cold months. That tank is still *REALLY* heavy.
On another note I finally got my $0.19[1] ukulele, it's rather hard
to hold and play. And it makes the most annoying noises!
Regards,
Rob "Next on the Noise-Parade, a banjo!" Crowe
[1] Amazon credit-card kickbacks.
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Stan
> On Nov 15, 1:13ï¿œpm, Mary <mrfeath...@aol.c0m> wrote:
>
>
>> By the way, I was thinking of you when we went on vacation. ï¿œIt's
>> becoming hard NOT to think of AFCAns while driving across country, any
>> more - Kansas City, check - Opus. ï¿œFlagstaff, check - Lee (only he was
>> on the east coast at the time). ï¿œDenver, check - Dover and several others.
>>
>> If only we hadn't had the time constraints.
>
>
> Isn't that funny? I was thinking the same thing, when changing plane
> in Minneapolis or stuck overnight in Memphis (are there any AFCAn's in
> Memphis?) I always think of Dover when flying over the Rockies.
>
>
> V.
I usually think of Dolly when I fly over the Rockies.
--
Stan "twin peaks" in NJ
Boron Elgar
>Veronique wrote the following on 11/15/2009 :
>
>
>> On Nov 15, 1:13�pm, Mary <mrfeath...@aol.c0m> wrote:
>>
>>
>>> By the way, I was thinking of you when we went on vacation. �It's
>>> becoming hard NOT to think of AFCAns while driving across country, any
>>> more - Kansas City, check - Opus. �Flagstaff, check - Lee (only he was
>>> on the east coast at the time). �Denver, check - Dover and several others.
>>>
>>> If only we hadn't had the time constraints.
>>
>>
>> Isn't that funny? I was thinking the same thing, when changing plane
>> in Minneapolis or stuck overnight in Memphis (are there any AFCAn's in
>> Memphis?) I always think of Dover when flying over the Rockies.
>>
>>
>> V.
>
>I usually think of Dolly when I fly over the Rockies.
Who comes to mind when you fly over the Grand Tetons?
Boron
Mac
Anne Boleyn.
Glenn Dowdy
"Boron Elgar" <boron...@hootmail.com> wrote in message
news:m3cdg5926v5p6a032...@4ax.com...
Glenn D.
Boron Elgar
Come on...those nearby mountains have been excluded for too long Let
them in.
Boron
Glenn Dowdy
Glenn D.
Boron Elgar
<glenn.n...@hp.spam.com> wrote:
But they are pretty grand, you have to admit.
Boron
Glenn Dowdy
but mountains are a dime a dozen around here. The Tetons aren't even 14,000
feet high.
Glenn D.
Boron Elgar
<glenn.n...@hp.spam.com> wrote:
>
>"Boron Elgar" <boron...@hootmail.com> wrote in message
>> But they are pretty grand, you have to admit.
>>
>Saw them this summer, driving back from Yellowstone. They are quite nice,
>but mountains are a dime a dozen around here. The Tetons aren't even 14,000
>feet high.
>
>Glenn D.
I have never been up that high on land - nowhere near it. I'm guessing
that Cuzco at a measly 11,000 feet is the highest I have ever trod.
Boron
Dover Beach
news:he6jnj$3dj$1...@usenet01.boi.hp.com:
>
> "Boron Elgar" <boron...@hootmail.com> wrote
>> But they are pretty grand, you have to admit.
>>
> Saw them this summer, driving back from Yellowstone. They are quite
> nice, but mountains are a dime a dozen around here. The Tetons aren't
> even 14,000 feet high.
>
Izzat right? Huh. As you well know, in Colorado people stumble and
trip over fourteeners. They're a nuisance. You have to shove them out
of the way to get to the real mountains.
--
Dover