Jack Parker wrote:
>
> (sorry - I'm rusty)
>
> Speaking of driving. <snippage and so forth>
Here's a little present for you, if you ever find yourself
in Pittsburgh and want to find something from your car (like
an address, or a service station or the way home.)
In Pittsburgh you only need two driving rules.
(1) The shortest distance between two points is under
construction and
(2) You can't get there from here.
Master these, and you will find driving in Pittsburgh very
simple. You just go the opposite way that you THINK you
should, and you'll get there.
But driving in Boston was the most fun I've ever had. Since
there really aren't any rules, you can do anything--as long
as you can do it with the middle finger of your left hand
held in the air. It was the easiest place I've ever driven
in--as long as, as you stated, you didn't care what the name
of the street you were on was.
Oh--and if you drive in Ohio, ignore that little lever by
your steering wheel. We don't know what it's for, and it
doesn't matter anyway, because no one uses it.
--
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Speaking of driving. Have you ever noticed the different driving
practices from place to place? I know when I got here I still had some
quaint ideas about courtesy and such which have almost disappeared.
Massholes DO deserve their name, but it's not just them, every states
drivers have their foibles. I remember pulling over for an ambulance in
Boise and the four cars behind me all went up and took every lane of the
road at the intersection, so the ambulance had to veer into the oncoming
traffic to get around them. "Idahoans would never do that, they must
have been Californicators". Right, with the license plate which reads
"8 MPG"? Idahoans are quite content to go with the flow, you can watch
them queue up in one lane behind someone trying to make a turn, while
leaving the other lane completely empty. I don't think they’re used to
roads with more than two lanes. On the other hand they are VERY
respectful of bikers.
Driving out east is a tad different than driving in the west. For one
thing, out west all the roads go straight. You get on the road, you
drive for eight hours in one direction, you get off the road.
Landmarks? Not that you really need them, but put that mountain range
on your right and you can drive in one direction all day and it will
still be there.
Here the best you can do is keep an eye on that church steeple, if you
can catch it between the trees, but it's going to be gone in 30 seconds,
and BTW, all of the roads are old farm tracks that sort of went where
the cows felt like it that morning three hundred years ago when they set
their mark on the landscape. One of my favourite intersections is an on
ramp for "95 South, 3 North" of course the road goes west (ok, WSW).
It's almost as bad as New Jersey. Fortunately Boston grew up in
concentric rings, so there is some pattern, albeit incomplete, to
follow. There are also some standards, "Salem St." goes to Salem.
However, there is an implication that you know which side of Salem you
are on, and what town you are coming from or are in, because all 8 roads
leading to Salem from the surrounding communities are called "Salem
St.".
Recently, in an effort to un-confuse the streets, new signage has gone
up proclaiming the name of streets. Every side street to a major road
is now marked with a sign indicating it's name. Someday they are even
going to figure out to mark the names of the major streets. It's a real
pain when you stop and ask a resident of the area
"What street is this?"
"Don't know."
"Where do you live?"
"Right there."
"What's your address?"
"Haven't thought about it for awhile, don't rightly know."
Or the ubiquitous "Can't get there from here." You can drive for 5
miles on a road and not know what road it is or even if it’s going the
same general direction you want to go.
While residing in New Hampster I could get off of the main
‘not-quite-an-interstate - Route 3’ at any of 5 exits and still get home
at about the same time.
There is one interchange near here that has developed a rift in the
road/car continuum, which I have not yet fully grasped - perhaps that’s
not possible - perhaps my very understanding of it would make it go
away. Somehow you can take an exit going one direction, change your
mind and go a different direction, change your mind again and decide to
get back on the road you started from and wind up BEFORE you made the
first turn - I still haven’t grasped how they wrapped the geometry of
this interchange around the landscape. Some sort of incestuous
cloverleaf thing.
There are the odd rules, developed from necessity. There is so much
traffic that it is impossible to make a left hand turn at an
intersection when you don’t have your own light - the case at 95% of the
intersections. So the first car or two waiting to make a left has a
sort of apriori right-of-way and will turn before the oncoming traffic
‘starts’. Of course this hasn’t been codified and not everybody follows
it - there is a form of negotiation at the light between the two traffic
streams, the fellow turning left will advance a foot or two just before
the light changes, or the fellow who’s going to let them through flashes
them (with their lights). These rules vary in intensity as you approach
the center of Boston. A favourite of the people living inside the 128
beltway is to pass you on the right at an intersection - regardless of
whether you were turning or not.
The beltway itself is a nightmare. All of these people MUST be good
friends, because each of them trusts the fellow in front of them not to
hit the brakes. It’s not tailgating, it’s SOP. The three seconds of
follow time I used to leave (now down to 1.5) is viewed as poor use of
asphalt by my good friends in the morning.
128 has an interchange about every 500 feet, so nobody gets in the right
lane - that’s strictly for merging. everybody gets into the left lane
(of 4) because that’s the ‘fast lane’ doesn’t matter that the people
one lane to the right are going faster, or that all of the lane changes
force all of the following cars to slam on their brakes - thus breaking
up the traffic flow. It’s the fast lane. Alas they take this with them
when they get onto real interstate. It’s not uncommon to see Massholes
driving in the left lane of a clear road.
They get lonely on the road. When you go to Vermont and use a road with
three other cars on it, they all want to drive with you. You can slow
down by 20 MPH, they’ll stay right behind you, you can speed up by
60MPH, they’ll stay right behind you, they won’t pass, they just want
company.
On top of that they tend to be oblivious. “Lane ends 500 feet” is
totally ignored - “what? get out of this lane BEFORE it goes away? Was
it going away?”.
It’s not QUITE like Maryland “I saw the light turn red, that means I can
go through it”. Or New York, “What light?”. But then the roads aren’t
the same either.
I don't like you. I don't know why. I just don't.
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LuckiMunki (lucki...@aol.comBYESPAM) wrote:
: Jack Parker spewed:
--
judi smith kid things
jsm...@bc.seflin.org make it better than it was
we're just kids
would you catch me if i was falling? we spend all night on the phone
kiss me if i was leaving? it's a kid thing
hold me cause i'm lonely without you? but i sleep better
--cc when i'm not alone -- cc
That's ok, you're in good company.
cheers
j.
Does anyone know where the heck that's from? Seriously, I have that stuck
in my head and NO idea from whence it came. it came from.
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LCetacean <lcet...@aol.comspambgon> wrote in message
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> >cas...@mindspring.com said:
>
> > just wanted to
> >mention that NYC is the first plae I've lived where people consider the
> >traffic signals suggestions rather than laws.
>
> One word: Chicago
cas...@mindspring.com wrote:
>
> I do not like you, Dr. Fell. The reason why, I cannot tell, but this I know
> and know too well, I do not like you Dr. Fell.
>
> Does anyone know where the heck that's from? Seriously, I have that stuck
> in my head and NO idea from whence it came. it came from.
Dr. Fell: A correspondent of Notes and Queries says the
author was Tom Brown, who wrote
Dialogues of the Dead, and the person referred to was Dr.
Fell, Dean of Christchurch (1625-1686), who expelled him,
but said he would remit the sentence if he translated the
thirty-third Epigram of Martial:
"Non amo te, Zabidi, nec possum dicere quare;
Hoc tantum possum dicere, non amo te."
"I do not like thee, Dr. Fell,
The reason why I cannot tell;
But this I know, I know full well,
I do not like thee, Dr. Fell." T.Browm.
Also:
The Dr. Fell Principle is contained in the words of this old
poem:
I do not like you, Dr. Fell,
The reason why I cannot tell,
But this I know and know full well,
I do not like you, Dr. Fell.
And it was William Howard Taft who complained, during the
campaign of
1912, that most Americans felt this way about him. He was
right, as he
finished behind Woodrow Wilson and Theodore Roosevelt.
Also:
Fell, John (1625-1686)
The son of Samuel Fell, who was appointed Dean of Christ
Church in 1638 and, as a committed Royalist, Vice-Chancellor
in
1645, John Fell was admitted to Christ Church by his father
at the age of eleven. Having served as an officer in the
Oxford
garrison during the Civil War, he was dismissed from his
studentship in 1648; but moving to a house opposite Merton
College,
he, with several other clergy, celebrated the rites of the
Anglican church throughout the Commonwealth.
Upon the Restoration of the monarchy he was appointed a
canon of Christ Church Cathedral; soon afterwards Dean of
the
college; in 1666 Vice-Chancellor; and in 1676 Bishop of
Oxford in succession to Henry Compton. In all these offices
he was
extremely zealous in the fulfilment of his duties: as a
canon he attended the college chapel four times a day; as
Dean he ejected
men whose religious convictions were dubious, and visited
the rooms of junior members of the college to examine them
in their
studies; and as Vice-Chancellor he was a strict enforcer of
Discipline, particularly in the matters of Academic Dress
and
attandance at lectures, which had come to be known as 'wall
lectures' because they were addressed, when given at all, to
the
bare walls of the room.
He seems not to have been a popular figure in the college.
The well-known verses by the licentious poet and
miscellaneous
writer Thomas Brown (1663-1704), whom Dr Fell apparently
threatened to expel from Christ Church, reflected a common
sentiment:
I do not love thee, Dr Fell,
The reason why I cannot tell;
But this I know, and know full well,
I do not love thee, Dr Fell.
Fell was industrious also in carrying on his father's work
of improving and extending the buildings of the college and
had much to do with the building of the Sheldonian Theatre
as a place where University Ceremonies could take place
instead of within the
hallowed walls of St Mary the Virgin. He was buried in
Christ Church Cathedral, were there is a memorial to him
with a long inscription recording the events of his life.
There is a statue of him in Tom Quad at Christ Church and
two portraits in the
college hall, one of these by Van Dyck.
It's also a play. By an Irishman named Bernard Farrell. he
also wrote Stella by Starlight, Canaries, Happy Birthday
Dear Alice and All the Way Back.
Any other queries? Just ask.
> The well-known verses by the licentious poet and
> miscellaneous
> writer Thomas Brown
ooooh. I wanna be.
thanks, Christin. that was marvelous.
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Christin Keck <she...@concentric.net> wrote in message
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> just wanted to
>mention that NYC is the first plae I've lived where people consider the
>traffic signals suggestions rather than laws.
One word: Chicago. Drivers are very rushed, angry, and operate with two tools:
accelerator and horn. Light red and you have the nerve to stop? HORN!
Pedestrians crossing at the walk signal? HORN! Wounded individual writhing in
pain in the crosswalk? HORN *and* accelerator. All "normal" courtesies of the
road from a human stand point are scorned. Should you dare to abide by such
pesky traffic rules such as stop lights and pedestrian and cyclist
right-of-ways, count on getting the horn, en massé.
The suburbs of Chi-town are a tad less of a road hazzard. However the last time
I was in the hamlet of Oak Park I was the third vehicle stopped at a red light
and there was a police car directly ahead of me. Some dude in a Jeep honked at
me *and* as he veered around me to the right garnished the episode by flipping
me off.
In contrast, when I was recently in Ann Arbor on a Friday night during rush
hour I found myself in the incorrect lane. I held traffic up in my lane through
one entire light sequence <cringe> until I could wedge into the next lane. I
fully expected a symphony of horns and many gestures, yet did not get one. Not
one. Amazing that such civility was exhibited under those circumstances.
>New Yorkers merely glance at them in
>curiosuity, while passing.
>
Not rudely, you'll notice.
After eleven years in Atlanta I can assure you that if a Georgian's car
has a blinker on, it was on when he bought the car. They never honk either,
why give up the element of surprise.
CICADFL
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>wow. how many years has it been?!?
>anybody here remember his first time through?
I do but I am an antique :)
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I think I do, but I can't remember if I remember, was it that bad the
first time through and is there any hope?
cheers
j.
>I think I do, but I can't remember if I remember, was it that bad the
>first time through and is there any hope?
Looking through the afd_b handbook, under "hope: is there any?" I see you
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Jersey Plates:
> Speaking of driving. Have you ever noticed the different driving
> practices from place to place?
Yes and the beauty of it is I don't have to leave Ottawa to see them.
The 401 through Toronto has its share of people who don't want to admit
they don't belong in the fast lane and Winnipeg has never recovered
from the comet that struck the earth and clouded all the turn signals,
Montreal has even elevated driving to be a contact sport but Ottawa
has a beauty in that no one actually lives here, they all emigrated
from other Canadian cities and added their own driving skills to the
rich mosaic that is the Queensway. I suppose it only makes sense that
the nation's capital would have to represent driving skills from all
across the country.
> Massholes DO deserve their name,
I was warned that if I ever had to pull my car to the side of
I-95, I was better off to abandon it rather than try to fix it
since I'd probably just get hit by someone trying to pass on the
shoulder. Of course my wife would suggest I'm better off buying
a new car regardless of where mine breaks down.
> but it's not just them, every states drivers have their foibles.
You've got foibles, wait don't run,
these kinds of foibles are lots of fun!
> Driving out east is a tad different than driving in the west. For one
> thing, out west all the roads go straight.
Well if you were in Saskatchewan, why would you want anything but
a straight line?
> One of my favourite intersections is an on
> ramp for "95 South, 3 North" of course the road goes west (ok, WSW).
You were lucky, I remember one dark night driving with some friends
looking for the I-93 North on ramp. We drove past the sign indicating
"I-93 South this way!" thinking "next exit must be ours", but of course
we didn't realize that the I-93 North on-ramp was on the same exit
as I-93 S. Instead, we zipped across the Charlestown bridge and decided
"the helpful staff at the local Dunkin' Donuts will know where the F*$#!^&
on-ramp is."
Well the staff was all female, saw three guys rolling up to
the store in the early hours and quickly locked the door.
So despite holding maps up to the glass and trying to convince them
we really did want to know where the on-ramp was, we never did get
the directions we wanted. Or the bl*w jobs.
> Fortunately Boston grew up in concentric rings,
hmmm, 1999-1630....that's a lot of rings.
> Recently, in an effort to un-confuse the streets, new signage has gone
> up proclaiming the name of streets. Every side street to a major road
> is now marked with a sign indicating it's name.
and the name is "Parking for BackBay Residents only"
This reminds me of a guy I know, I'll call him Joe (since that's his name)
He did a work term in Germany and the first day his pals drove to
a new site, they had to find their way relying on street signs
and a somewhat outdated map. They had a fair idea where they were going
but ran into some trouble because no matter which way they went
they kept ending up on einbeinstrasse. (Then the Blair Witch
forced them to throw away the map and stand in a corner until she
killed them all. THE END! oh wait, no there's more....)
The guy with the map was getting verbally abused because no matter
how hard he looked at the map he had to insist that einbeinstrasse
wasn't on there.
"How can it NOT be on the map it's the longest F*@#!^& street
in the city!"
It turned out that einbeinstrasse was german for "one way street"
> Somehow you can take an exit going one direction, change your
> mind and go a different direction, change your mind again and decide to
> get back on the road you started from and wind up BEFORE you made the
> first turn
WAAH! I already used my Blair Witch Project joke.
J.S.C.
(Jeff's Sinister Cinema)
It's actually Einbahnstrasse[1], but I'll cut you some slack,
since you reminded me of something that happened when my mom
was visiting me in Germany.
We were driving down the Autobahn (highway) from somewhere[2]
to Augsburg[2]. After quite some time my mom said, "That must
be an awful[3] big city because all the exits go there." The sign
that she had seen at each exit was "Ausfahrt" - which is german
for "exit."
[1]einbeinstrasse would be "one legged street"
[2]it's not important
[3]I won't be held responsible for my mom's grammar
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Literally "out drive".
We used to get the biggest chuckle in high school German when it came
to "fahren" which is: Ich fahre (I drive) and Du fahrt (You drive),
IIRC.
> Well if you were in Saskatchewan, why would you want anything but
> a straight line?
it only makes sense to get from point a to point b in the most logical,
efficient, and quick manner, especially when points a and b are located
outside of saskatchewan.
> This reminds me of a guy I know, I'll call him Joe (since that's his name)
> He did a work term in Germany and the first day his pals drove to
> a new site, they had to find their way relying on street signs
> and a somewhat outdated map. They had a fair idea where they were going
> but ran into some trouble because no matter which way they went
> they kept ending up on einbeinstrasse. (Then the Blair Witch
> forced them to throw away the map and stand in a corner until she
> killed them all. THE END! oh wait, no there's more....)
jeff, you've gone too far. you can't assume EVERYONE has seen it by now,
and now you've just ruined it. that's not fair. now what's the point in me
ever going to see germany?
john
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>Instead, we zipped across the Charlestown bridge and decided
> "the helpful staff at the local Dunkin' Donuts will know where the
F*$#!^&
> on-ramp is."
> Well the staff was all female, saw three guys rolling up to
> the store in the early hours and quickly locked the door.
I had a fun service personnel experience while vacationing in
Florida recently. One night my sister (let's have some fun and
call her "Eunice" in this story) and I were driving on a freeway
and experienced a "tire incident" as we have decided to call
it. "Eunice" called AAA road service and the person asked many
questions, one of which was what tire had the problem. My sister
told her it was the front passenger side tire.
About 20 minutes later a truck pulled up behind us and the guy
got out and circled our car, kicking each tire as he went. He
came around to "Eunice's" side and said "there's nothing wrong
with any of these tires, they're all just fine." Since dealing
with idiots is one of my favourite past times, I took over and
said "reallllly? then why do you suppose there was a loud
thumping noise, followed by the car pulling severly to the right
accompanied by the smell of burning rubber? Did you LOOK at the
front passenger tire?" He claimed he sure did and it was fine.
I jumped out of the car and went up to the tire as he came around
with his flashlight. "Well, if it's 'just fine', why do you think
there is this huge flap of tire rubber sticking up under the wheel
well with this large shard of metal protruding from it?" I asked.
"Oh" was his response.
If we hadn't contradicted his "expert" opinion, I have no doubt he
would have gotten back into his big rig and roared away without a
backward glance. Moron.
Other than that incident, it was a fabulous vacation. Thank you
for asking.
Laurie
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Before you buy.
> Does anyone know where the heck that's from? Seriously, I have that
stuck
> in my head and NO idea from whence it came. it came from.
"... no idea whence it came." "Whence" is a speingie in English, it's a
whole prepositional phrase wrapped up in one. It has a preposition ("from"
or "to") *and* it has placeness, all in a single word.
Whence do you go?
means "To what place do you go," and if you subtract out the constant
portion, you'll see that "To what place" matches "Whence."
Whence did thou comest, stranger?
means "From what place did you (thou) come[st], stranger," and again, after
taking out the constants, you're left with a whole prepositional phrase in
one word. Cool, and it far predated computers. Just like you.
>After quite some time my mom said, "That must
>be an awful[3] big city because all the exits go there." The sign
>that she had seen at each exit was "Ausfahrt" - which is german
>for "exit."
The worst thing I know (mother-in-law) made the same comment while I was
driving her from Frankfort to Kaiserslautern back in '77. Best part was the
way(s) she tried to pronounce "Ausfahrt." What she said would surely make
Streeter shudder.
Robert Stevenson
Spretchen Sie Sillyverd?
I might have been in K-Town in '77. I was there twice.
I was with the 330th ASA Co. HQ was at Kleber; airfield
was at Ramstein; secret stuff (where I worked) was on
top of a big hill in Gruenstadt. Remember driving down
Autobahn 6 going west and seeing those big missle silos
on the hill? That was us. But there were no missles.
Honest! No, Really!!
8^)~~~~ Sue
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I worked at Ramstein while waiting out my wife's delivery. She was born at
nearby Lundstuhl army hospital. The Eagles played a concert in K-town one
night, and I was tempted to go and say hello to my old pal Joe, but tickets
cost $12.
I lost about 15 pounds while in Germany, on a diet of low-fat white bratwurst
and low-cal white wine. Gained it all back in two nights at the Hofbrau House
in Munich.
>I was with the 330th ASA Co. HQ was at Kleber; airfield
>was at Ramstein; secret stuff (where I worked) was on
>top of a big hill in Gruenstadt. Remember driving down
>Autobahn 6 going west and seeing those big missle silos
>on the hill? That was us. But there were no missles.
>Honest! No, Really!!
>
Fake missle silos? Who'da thunkit. Remember all the "Dr. Schulers"? Maybe I
spelled it wrong, it was the national chain of (ahem) paraphernalia stores,
widespread as McDonalds restaurants today.
Robert Stevenson
Schulers' Sex Shoppes
>
> I worked at Ramstein while waiting out my wife's delivery. She was born at
>nearby Lundstuhl army hospital.
You were working somewhere when your wife was born? Weird!
Tina
%#@@
On our first wedding anniversary, my husband and I were both working 60
to 70 hours a week at the Engineering Firm From Hell, so we didn't have
much time to travel to celebrate. Therefore, we opted to rent a cabin
at a nearby lake, intending to stay there for the weekend.
When we walked into the cabin we'd rented, we immediately noticed
something was wrong with it -- there was absolutely no furniture. We
went back to the office.
"There isn't any furniture in our cabin," we explained to the clerk.
"Oh," he said, "I'll put you in a different cabin," and turned away to
approach a board with all the cabin keys hanging on it.
As he walked away, I noticed a blackboard that had a list of the cabins
and what repairs, if any, they needed.
He came back with a key. "You can have cabin 19."
"The toilet's broken in that one," I said.
"Oh." He looked at me strangely, went back, picked up another key, and
said, "Well, you can have cabin 15."
"The hot water isn't working in that cabin," I said.
He just looked at me. I could see the gears turning -- slowly -- in his
head.
"Okay," he said, and turned around to get another key.
At this point it became clear to me that he had no idea there was a
blackboard in the room, much less one that gave information on the
cabins, and probably thought I was dangerously insane, possibly with a
concealed weapon. So I pointed the blackboard out to him. This
enlightened him enough so that he no longer chose a cabin key at random.
Jeff and I carefully checked out the new cabin. Everything worked, it
was clean, and -- most importantly -- it had furniture.
You would think this meant we had successfully rented a cabin, right?
That's what we thought, too.
We went back home to pick up our things, having gone to the lake
straight from work, and returned to our cabin about an hour later.
There was music coming from the cabin. We went in. There was a lot of
stuff in the cabin that hadn't been there when we were there an hour
before.
You guessed it. He'd rented the cabin to someone else.
You'd think we would give up after that, wouldn't you? You would be
correct. We stayed in a motel.
At least it made for a very memorable wedding anniversary.
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>On our first wedding anniversary, my husband and I...
Which one?
first one, silly.
>> I worked at Ramstein while waiting out my wife's delivery. She was born at
>>nearby Lundstuhl army hospital.
>
>You were working somewhere when your wife was born? Weird!
>
Not as weird as it sounds... just trying to make a long story short. I meant
my wife delivered a baby girl. But now that you mention it, my NEXT wife has
not been born yet, and hopefully I won't be working that day.
Which brings me to this sermon. There once lived a devout lady named Maria who
married and had 17 children before her husband died. She remarried and had 22
more children by her next husband, who later died. Then she died.
At Maria's wake the priest stood by her coffin and slowly looked up to the
Heavens, saying, "At last, they're finally together." A man standing next to
the priest asks him, "Father, do you mean Maria and her first husband or Maria
and her second husband?"
The Priest answers, "I mean her legs."
Robert Stevenson
Spraying Sacrilegious Swill
John wrote:
>
> CICADFL <mike....@check.in.my.sig> wrote in message
> news:8E6F97D7Ec...@news.nycap.rr.com...
> > The world according to kwtNO...@cowboy.net.invalid (Ms. Nomer):
> >
> > >On our first wedding anniversary, my husband and I...
> >
> > Which one?
>
> first one, silly.
I thought the First Anniversary was "Paper." I didn't know
they'd changed it to "Silly." This makes gift shopping a
helluva lot easier.
LesGoBucks wrote:
>
> Not as weird as it sounds... just trying to make a long story short. I meant
> my wife delivered a baby girl. But now that you mention it, my NEXT wife has
> not been born yet, and hopefully I won't be working that day.
You'll be lucky to still be ALIVE that day.
I've forgotten most of my high school and college German, but I once
heard a marvelously long German word that meant "a nice quiet stroll
on a Sunday afternoon."
"Newsweek" printed a healthily-long phrase that meant "no
reunification" but that's meaningless now.
yes, because paper is so difficult to find nowadays.
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really. i have all these stupid diamonds lying around, but really, what
marriage lasts that long anymore? i don't know what to do with the damned
things.
i'll trade you this handy convenient paper for those useless ol' diamonds.
[ruffles paper enticingly]
>We used to get the biggest chuckle in high school German when it came
>to "fahren" which is: Ich fahre (I drive) and Du fahrt (You drive),
>IIRC.
I can easily imagine whole classes of high school students having lots of
fun with this.
I cannot imagine either of Naperville North's two current German teachers
sharing in that fun. (The one who retired a few years ago, otoh...)
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>I had a fun service personnel experience while vacationing in
>Florida recently. One night my sister (let's have some fun and
>call her "Eunice" in this story) and I were driving on a freeway
>and experienced a "tire incident" as we have decided to call
>it.
A ...person I know (not sure I would really term him a friend) bought a new
Chevrolet Suburban Subdivision in mid-April. I early June, he invited an
AOHell buddy from Oz to visit him and go on a nearly-month-long cruise of
Nebraska, Colorado, and Wyoming. Getting to these "states" from Illinois
requires going through Iowa.
Soon after entering Iowa at Davenport, he was tooling along in the left
lane of I-80, approaching a State of Iowa highway stripe painting truck.
JUST as he passed said truck, a seal blew out on its paint pump, thus
changing his dark-maroon Subdivision into a dark-maroon-with-white-spots-
and-opaque-windshield Subdivision.
After making feeble efforts to clean it by hand, they led him to their base
garage, where they power washed it. Since his return from points west, the
Not-Minnesotans have provided him with a new radiator, A/C coil, luggage
rack, mirror, and paint job, among other things that seem kinda silly to
have replaced.
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Don't know that one. But probably starts "Sontags...." Maybe
Sontagsspaziergang?
> "Newsweek" printed a healthily-long phrase that meant "no
> reunification" but that's meaningless now.
That would be "Keine Wiedervereinigung."
The longest german words are numbers. While we write our
numbers as separate words (two thousand (and) thirty eight), the
germans write their numbers as one word (zweitausendachtunddreizig).
An illegal and unnecessary explanation. I will *not* apologize.
Is there anyone who DOES remember their high school German? All I can
remember of my high school German class is the phrase, "Siehst du die
blonde da? Nicht schlecht!"* This translates, roughly, to "You! See the
blonde over there? Not bad!"
So the football players in the class would nudge each other in the ribs
and boom out, "DU! SIEHST DU DIE BLONDE DA? NICHT SCHLECHT! HA HA HA HA
HA HA HA HA!" and nudge each other some more. They absolutely LOVED
this phrase.
As for the usefulness of taking this language -- I'm pretty sure I
could find the right bathroom, were I in Germany. And I did use it to
help a German lady figure out that she needed to put a dime in the slot
in order to use the toilet at a bus station. I suppose that, alone,
justifies the several years of sputtering and stuttering through my
classes.
--Ms. Nomer, who can also remember how to sing "Du, Du, Liegst Mir im
Herzen"
* Keep in mind that I don't remember how to spell German any better
than I remember how to speak it. This was, after all, as long ago as
1966, and I've forgotten a LOT of things since then. For example, like
how to a sentence with a verb.
> Which one?
> CICADFL
Well, I thought my first husband (Jack) would make a good companion,
since my current husband (Jeff) had to work that day. Unfortunately,
Jack missed Jeff so much, we didn't have a very good time.*
I don't remember where I celebrated my first first anniversary, which
was December 1969. I think we were in California, or maybe it was
Houston. Or maybe that was my second first anniversary. It's all so
hazy now. All I know for sure is that my first 11th anniversary is next
May. I think Jeff and I will celebrate that one by ourselves.
--Ms. Nomer, unless you call me Thompson
*As promised, I will always tell you when I'm lying. I'm not lying when
I say I am lying about this.
David S wrote:
> A ...person I know (not sure I would really term him a friend) bought a new
> Chevrolet Suburban Subdivision in mid-April. I early June, he invited an
> AOHell buddy from Oz to visit him and go on a nearly-month-long cruise of
> Nebraska, Colorado, and Wyoming.
*SING*
Don't know much about history
Don't know much geography
But I know enough to know that Nebraska isn't in Colorado.
"Ms. Nomer" wrote:
>
> > I've forgotten most of my high school and college German, but I
> > once
> > heard a marvelously long German word that meant "a nice quiet
> > stroll
> > on a Sunday afternoon."
>
> Is there anyone who DOES remember their high school German?
I didn't have a German when I was in high school. I had to
wait until I was out of college before I had one.
You guys had WAY better high schools than mine.
Joe Walsh? Met him back during the Stones "Steel Wheels" tour and
occasionally rarely since then, though I've heard every local
interview. Everyone says he's a real gentleman, and that's what I
found. Not like those other rockers who think they're really hot
stuff.
Dos vidanya, dos vidanya. Vot part-fie-el ee chemodanh.
(Goodbye, goodbye. My luggage is in the corridor.
Do Svidaniya
8^|~~~~ Sue (I'm multi-lingual.)
I had a german virgin. Think it's interesting that an
american *female* GI robbed a german *male* of his
virginity. Usually it was the american male GIs who were
doing same with the female german civilians.
8^)~~~~ Sue
Ya ne znayu
>David S wrote:
>
>> A ...person I know (not sure I would really term him a friend) bought a new
>> Chevrolet Suburban Subdivision in mid-April. I early June, he invited an
>> AOHell buddy from Oz to visit him and go on a nearly-month-long cruise of
>> Nebraska, Colorado, and Wyoming.
>
>*SING*
>Don't know much about history
>Don't know much geography
>But I know enough to know that Nebraska isn't in Colorado.
Did I say it was?
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>
>LesGoBucks wrote:
>
>> hopefully I won't be working that day.
>
>You'll be lucky to still be ALIVE that day.
>
I'll be luckier still if you are still around.
Robert Stevenson
Suggestion Shall Survive
>Joe Walsh? Met him back during the Stones "Steel Wheels" tour and
>occasionally rarely since then, though I've heard every local
>interview. Everyone says he's a real gentleman, and that's what I
>found. Not like those other rockers who think they're really hot
>stuff.
Smokin' Joe has always been cool as Canadian Christmas.
But don't take my word for it.
Ask anybody who lives near Kint.
Robert Stevenson
Slowly Shifts Spotlight
>Don't know that one. But probably starts "Sontags...." Maybe
>Sontagsspaziergang?
>
Wow, sounds a little like the Ohio State fight song;
Heil! Heil!
Zer gang's all Herr
And ve'll vin zat ol' conflict now
Robert Stevenson
Singing Sontags' SpazierGANG
LesGoBucks wrote:
>
> Christin predicts:
>
> >
> >LesGoBucks wrote:
> >
> >> hopefully I won't be working that day.
> >
> >You'll be lucky to still be ALIVE that day.
> >
>
> I'll be luckier still if you are still around.
Awww.....**BLUSH***
Just for that, I'll stay.
LesGoBucks wrote:
>
> Smokin' Joe has always been cool as Canadian Christmas.
>
> But don't take my word for it.
>
> Ask anybody who lives near Kint.
>
> Robert Stevenson
> Slowly Shifts Spotlight
Yes. Ask me. We used to have lunch at the same table in High
School. He used to visit our school (Field HS) from HIS
school (Kent Roosevelt HS) because he was friends with
members of the little 3-person band who played at our
dances, and I was also. Sometimes he would sit in when they
played and practiced. And I have ta tell ya...he wasn't THAT
good then. Hard to believe isn't it? Of course, by the time
we all graduated, he had formed the James Gang, and he was
MUCH better. Many was the night I would go downtown to the
Water Street bars to listen to them. I remember when they
announced their first record contract--this was a HUGE deal
for all of us who were fans.
Joe Walsh was a good musician who was ALWAYS headed the way
he ended up traveling. I don't think it ever occurred to him
to be anything else.
>There are exceptions, such as MOST of Illinois is east of the
>Mississippi and MOST of the State of Washington is in the United
>States.
>
>
>(There are portions of penninsulas which belong to the other
>state/country which hold part of the alternate country/state.
I live in Illinois, and I am not aware of any peninsula which belongs to us
but is attached to somewhere else. There is, however, an island which is in
Illinois but is only accessible from Misery (it was already part of
Illinois when it became an island).... come to think of it, though, we did
have a dispute with Kentucky over whether the border changed when the Ohio
River changed its course. I think that came out in our favor.
Just don't mess with me on Illinois trivia. I took Illinois History in
college.
Number of counties: 102
Smallest county: Putnam
Number of counties covered by the Illinois Municipal Retirement Fund: 101
Number of you who care: 0
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You gots ta be careful.
There are exceptions, such as MOST of Illinois is east of the
Mississippi and MOST of the State of Washington is in the United
States.
(There are portions of penninsulas which belong to the other
state/country which hold part of the alternate country/state.
Another instance is St. Pierre & Miquelon, island(s) just off the
coast of Canada which belong to France, but there are thousands of
islands and such which belong to distant countries. I'm talking about
your everyday "bar bet" trivial trivia.)
I think that Sr. Roberts was referring to Illinois' obscure islands off the
coast of Canada which now belong to the French. Are those the ones lost by
Kentucky?
We did get parts of Indiana and Ohio north of the Ohio River later, but I'm
not allowed across the river any more.
--
manfred
"y'all talk funny"
>>> Dos vidanya
>>
>>Do Svidaniya
>
>Ya ne znayu
>
Nu bot, chilovek. Maybe he _wanted_ two vidanyas.
Do Zaftra,
CICADFL
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David S wrote:
> Number of you who care: 0
This number is WAY too high.
The Hose Meister seem's to be out of apostrophe's. No I do'nt have
any extra's. Thank's for a'sking though!
>Eric A. Seiden >
>> We can safely add this to the list of things WE DONT WANT TO KNOW.
>>
>> "Dont ask -- dont tell" A damn good policy :)
>
>Hmm./The Hose Meister seems to be out of apostrophes. Does anyone have any
>extras?
>
I got them all in the divorce.
Tina
This reminds me, on street signs in New York City (I don't know about
elsewhere, although it is entirely possible that it is the same everywhere),
there are WALK and DONT WALK signs. When it is safe for pedestrians to cross,
the WALK lights up in a beige-ish, yellowish type of color. When it is not
safe for pederstrians to cross, DONT WALK lights up in red. My friend, being
the wiseass that he is, decided that since they didn't take the time to put an
apostrophe in there, he would cross. He would proudly start walking saying
"Dont[1] walk! My name is Dont[2], I shall walk!" I'd have to pull him back
on the street or he would have been hit by a mack truck several times. Probably
out of spite.
[1] Rhymes with 'font.'
[2] It's not. It's Ethan.
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I thought that's what this newsgroup exists to discuss.
This is called "natural selection." Next time please don't (dont)
interfere.
Begging your pardon, I have only 6 left and I was saving them for a good use.
I cannot believe you're making me waste them. OH DAMN! That's only 4 now. I've
wasted. AUGH! 3. Damn you. DAMN YOU!
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> I'd have to pull him back
>on the street or he would have been hit by a mack truck several times.
You'd pull him onto the street because, this being New York, the truck was
on the sidewalk, right?
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Correct. In New York, we walk in the street and drive on the sidewalk. The red
light means "go" and the green light means "stop" and the yellow light means
"get out of the car and do a little dance." Many people get tickets for
following these laws.
Meanwhile, my cat is running around hissing at the walls. I am not lying.
> I am not lying.
>
Glad to know you are not lying, but still standing.
If you don't stand for something, you will fall for anything.
Robert Stevenson
Somebody Said So
>Meanwhile, my cat is running around hissing at the walls. I am not lying.
I believe you.
I helped my mom change the sheets on her bed tonight[1], which is a major
experience with Dyna constantly trying to rip, shred, kick the hell out of,
and otherwise kill those nasty, evil bedsheets.
[1] Before anyone gets perverted, let me remind you that she's on crutches
and has severe arthritis.
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>
>I helped my mom change the sheets on her bed tonight[1], which is a major
>experience with Dyna constantly trying to rip, shred, kick the hell out of,
>and otherwise kill those nasty, evil bedsheets.
>
>[1] Before anyone gets perverted, let me remind you that she's on crutches
>and has severe arthritis.
>
Jeese Streeter, not everything is about Oedipus.
Tina
>In article <AAQhOE4UBWNmGG...@4ax.com>, David S
My point precisely.
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>Jeese Streeter, not everything is about Oedipus.
>
>My point precisely.
Yeah right, anyway doesn't *Jeese Streeter* sound like a porn star?
Tina
> Yeah right, anyway doesn't *Jeese Streeter* sound
> like a porn star?
In addition to her sweet spot, it appears Ms. Tina also
has a healthy fantasy arena where Streeter is concerned.
David, if you hurry and make a video or two (assuming you
don't already have some on hand <cough>), you could
probably make some money by offering to sell them to Tina.
Laurie
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><cough>
I think she caught this from CMOT, but did she have to turn her head?[1]
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[A] Lewd comments and double entendre (I can't spell in more than just two
languages, Streeter) welcome.
>> Yeah right, anyway doesn't *Jeese Streeter* sound
>> like a porn star?
>
>In addition to her sweet spot, it appears Ms. Tina also
>has a healthy fantasy arena where Streeter is concerned.
>David, if you hurry and make a video or two (assuming you
>don't already have some on hand <cough>), you could
>probably make some money by offering to sell them to Tina.
>
That was a typo. I said "korn" star, the band? It appears our Laurie is
spending a tad too much time fantasizing about the goings on of a certain
Trainmeister.
Tina
>
>Yeah right, anyway doesn't *Jeese Streeter* sound like a porn star?
>
Close. You're probably thinking of Jism Streeter.
Robert Stevenson
Street's Shooting Star
I was at work a couple of years ago and we were required to keep a TV
set to The Weather Channel during severe weather. It had been clear
for several days, so a cow-orker and I were watching some Michael J.
Fox movie. It was the one where he and his girlfriend run off to
Mexico or somewhere and he fantasizes about getting shot. There was a
real quick picture of a guy with a TV video camera and my cow-orker
turned to me and at the same time we said, "Ron Jeremy!"
>It appears our Laurie is
>spending a tad too much time fantasizing about the goings on of a certain
>Trainmeister.
From what he posts in this group there doesn't seem to be room for any type of
fantasy. He leaves nada to the imagination and, as a bonus, manages to quell
any type of romantic notions in all but those with the strongest yearnings who
live in the PST zone. And possibly Shrieky Snapper.
I'm sorry, but there is *nothing* healthy about that.
>real quick picture of a guy with a TV video camera and my cow-orker
>turned to me and at the same time we said, "Ron Jeremy!"
Ron Jeremy is my hero, role model, and idol.[1]
[1] Not really.
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a friend of mine found ron jeremy's bio online once. any of you who haven't
read it, consider yourrselves very lucky. all i remember is something about
directors having to do a lot of retakes and the phrase "mindless fuck
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thane
> a friend of mine found ron jeremy's bio online once. any of you who
haven't
> read it, consider yourrselves very lucky. all i remember is something
about
> directors having to do a lot of retakes and the phrase "mindless fuck
> machine." i've decided i want that on my tombstone when i die.
you're not mindless...
john
[sig]
: a friend of mine found ron jeremy's bio online once. any of you who haven't
: read it, consider yourrselves very lucky. all i remember is something about
: directors having to do a lot of retakes and the phrase "mindless fuck
: machine." i've decided i want that on my tombstone when i die.
All right. Will everyone please take not of this.
If I get arrested in the cemetary, I want testimony that he _asked_ for
the spray-paint job.
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