Re: Where's the cauliflower?!
Hactar
Bill Turlock <"Bill Turlock "@sonnnic.invalid> wrote:
> Greg Goss wrote:
> >
> > Dover Beach <moon.b...@gmail.com> wrote:
> >
> > >Peter Boulding <pjbn...@UNSPAMpboulding.co.uk> wrote in
> > >news:ed1ug5pb6huou8m6t...@4ax.com:
> > >
> > >> On 26 Nov 2009 22:31:16 GMT, Dover Beach <moon.b...@gmail.com>
> > >> wrote in <Xns9CCF9D9CC5455mo...@130.133.1.4>:
> > >>
> > >>>I made fauxtatoes. I took three bags of frozen cauliflower (frozen
> > >>>works fine) ... cream
> > >>>of cauliflower soup.
> > >
> > >All good suggestions, but I found it. I had stashed it in a large
> > >yogurt container, and when I lifted the lid, each time it looked like
> > >yogurt. I had to take the fridge apart and look in every single
> > >container thoroughly. But at least I didn't dementedly throw it out,
> > >which was looking like a real option.
> >
> > How much yoghurt do you buy at a time if a tub can hold three bags of
> > cauliflower puree?
>
> How much's a yoghurt?
Excruciating. It rune-d my day...
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Hactar
Dover Beach <moon.b...@gmail.com> wrote:
> M C Hamster <davo...@nospam.speakeasy.net> wrote in
> news:ujuug5lg6cam55soe...@4ax.com:
>
> > My mom loves to tell a story about how she once made homemade beef
> > stock with soup bones. I think it maybe was during WW II, and it was
> > very hard to get beef then. She was excited to have come up with some
> > beef bones from the butcher.
> >
> > It took her hours of simmering and preparation, but when it was all
> > done, she went to the sink to strain it through a sieve.
> >
> > All the soup went down the drain, and she was left with a strainer
> > full of soup bones.
>
> Oh...that's the kind of thing you never forget doing.
And hopefully, in the future you Take Steps to avoid repeating it.
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Alan J
news:36e5u6-...@pc.home...
> In article <Xns9CD0639A347B9mo...@130.133.1.4>,
> Dover Beach <moon.b...@gmail.com> wrote:
>> M C Hamster <davo...@nospam.speakeasy.net> wrote in
>> news:ujuug5lg6cam55soe...@4ax.com:
>>
>> > My mom loves to tell a story about how she once made homemade beef
>> > stock with soup bones. I think it maybe was during WW II, and it was
>> > very hard to get beef then. She was excited to have come up with some
>> > beef bones from the butcher.
>> >
>> > It took her hours of simmering and preparation, but when it was all
>> > done, she went to the sink to strain it through a sieve.
>> >
>> > All the soup went down the drain, and she was left with a strainer
>> > full of soup bones.
>>
>> Oh...that's the kind of thing you never forget doing.
>
> And hopefully, in the future you Take Steps to avoid repeating it.
>
<entire context left, deliberately>
Ok, what's the Stupidest Thing You've Ever Done, that you will admit to?
Here is my third-worst example:
In 1990 (roughly), I was working for a company that had two internal
networks. The old network was seriously innovative, in its day (Z net?), but
the new one was faster and better (probably Ethernet). I had two computers,
the old one (on the old network) and the new one (on the new network, of
course). And I had loads of files on the old computer, that I wanted on the
new one.
There were servers that both networks could see, but most of them were tiny,
and they were crammed full of essential stuff. How to transfer my files?
Then I remembered that the company email system was ubiquitously available
(mapped everywhere as drive I: ), and because it was important, it always
had a lot of space. I went to drive i:, created my temp directory, and
copied the files. Job well done. I copied the files to the new computer, on
the new network.
New computer - woohoo! I mapped my "transfer drive" I:, and proceeded to
delete everything from I:\...
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Hactar
Alan J <ajamie...@msn.com> wrote:
> "Hactar" <ebenZ...@verizon.net> wrote in message
> news:36e5u6-...@pc.home...
> > In article <Xns9CD0639A347B9mo...@130.133.1.4>,
> > Dover Beach <moon.b...@gmail.com> wrote:
> >> M C Hamster <davo...@nospam.speakeasy.net> wrote in
> >> news:ujuug5lg6cam55soe...@4ax.com:
> >>
> >> > My mom loves to tell a story about how she once made homemade beef
> >> > stock with soup bones. I think it maybe was during WW II, and it was
> >> > very hard to get beef then. She was excited to have come up with some
> >> > beef bones from the butcher.
> >> >
> >> > It took her hours of simmering and preparation, but when it was all
> >> > done, she went to the sink to strain it through a sieve.
> >> >
> >> > All the soup went down the drain, and she was left with a strainer
> >> > full of soup bones.
> >>
> >> Oh...that's the kind of thing you never forget doing.
> >
> > And hopefully, in the future you Take Steps to avoid repeating it.
>
> <entire context left, deliberately>
>
> Ok, what's the Stupidest Thing You've Ever Done, that you will admit to?
>
> Here is my third-worst example:
["rm *" in the wrong directory]
In HS, I was in the all-singing, all-dancing troupe (I didn't dance, I was
the keyboard player). One day we had a gig at a nearby school, so we drove.
Into my hatchback went the drum kit and a human "D", wedged in the "trunk"
among the drums. At the time I was reasonably proficient at swinging a
FWD car through 90°(or more) by temporarily yanking the parking brake
just after giving the car some rotational momentum while driving on a
low-friction surface. (You see where this is going.)
My choice of "low-friction surface" that day was the bit of
recently-rained-on grass beside the road. In general, grass is a poor
choice for that maneuver because it tends to clump up, and may either peel
the tire off the wheel or flip the car. That time, it made the car
bounce twice on the RH side (causing the drum kit to squash poor D) and
flattening the RR tire. It put grass stains on the sidewall too.
So there I am, in a tux, replacing the RR tire with the spare _quickly_
when my chorus director drives by. Thankfully, he just inquired about
my state and progress and didn't emerge to help.
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Alan J
Excellent example. In both your post and and mine, in retrospect, it's
pretty obvious what is going to happen.
Ouch; I hope the drums survived.
A
John Hatpin
> > the keyboard player). One day we had a gig at a nearby school, so we
> > drove.
> > Into my hatchback went the drum kit and a human "D", wedged in the "trunk"
> > among the drums. At the time I was reasonably proficient at swinging a
> > FWD car through 90°(or more) by temporarily yanking the parking brake
> > just after giving the car some rotational momentum while driving on a
> > low-friction surface. (You see where this is going.)
> >
> > My choice of "low-friction surface" that day was the bit of
> > recently-rained-on grass beside the road. In general, grass is a poor
> > choice for that maneuver because it tends to clump up, and may either peel
> > the tire off the wheel or flip the car. That time, it made the car
> > bounce twice on the RH side (causing the drum kit to squash poor D) and
> > flattening the RR tire. It put grass stains on the sidewall too.
> >
> > So there I am, in a tux, replacing the RR tire with the spare _quickly_
> > when my chorus director drives by. Thankfully, he just inquired about
> > my state and progress and didn't emerge to help.
[Replying to Hactar via Alan J's post, because Hactar's didn't make it
for some reason.]
OK, dumb moments in musicians' lives #42,583:
I had a one-off gig with a jazz band at the old Royal Station Hotel
here (you don't know the place, but I give the name to show how grand
a place it was.) I was playing piano. It was a black-tie dinner
function thing, very formal and proper.
The stage was a bit small, so the (upright) piano was near the edge;
as I sat on the stool, the edge of the stage was a few inches behind
me. Not to worry; a rubber trim ran round the edge, which stopped the
seat from sliding off. I tested that, and it was fine. No accidents
waiting to happen here.
Most of the stuff the band was playing I knew by heart, but then the
leader called a tune I wasn't so sure of. No problem: I had the sheet
music on top of the piano, so I stood up to get it.
As I stood up, the backs of my legs knocked the stool, which toppled
over the trim and down to the dance floor several feet below. I was
probably the only one in the room who didn't notice.
When I sat down a couple of seconds later, of course, I went over the
edge. It could have been pretty nasty - that was quite a drop onto
one's coccyx - but luckily I was unhurt except for pride. In fact, I
couldn't stop laughing.
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Hactar
Alan J <ajamie...@msn.com> wrote:
> "Hactar" <ebenZ...@verizon.net> wrote in message
> news:uom7u6-...@pc.home...
> > In article <hepld6$mm0$1...@news.eternal-september.org>,
> > Alan J <ajamie...@msn.com> wrote:
> >> "Hactar" <ebenZ...@verizon.net> wrote in message
> >> news:36e5u6-...@pc.home...
> >> > In article <Xns9CD0639A347B9mo...@130.133.1.4>,
> >> > Dover Beach <moon.b...@gmail.com> wrote:
> >> >> M C Hamster <davo...@nospam.speakeasy.net> wrote in
> >> >> news:ujuug5lg6cam55soe...@4ax.com:
> >> >>
> >> >>
> >> >> Oh...that's the kind of thing you never forget doing.
> >> >
> >> > And hopefully, in the future you Take Steps to avoid repeating it.
> >>
> >> <entire context left, deliberately>
> >>
> >> Ok, what's the Stupidest Thing You've Ever Done, that you will admit to?
> >>
> >> Here is my third-worst example:
> >
> > ["rm *" in the wrong directory]
> >
>
> Excellent example. In both your post and and mine, in retrospect, it's
> pretty obvious what is going to happen.
> Ouch; I hope the drums survived.
Drums and passenger only received expected wear & tear. Heh.
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Lee
<RemoveThisjfhop...@gmailAndThisToo.com> wrote:
> > "Hactar" <ebenZERO...@verizon.net> wrote in message
And thus, the concept of the moshpit was born.
Lee
> In article <hes744$i7...@news.eternal-september.org>,
>
>
>
>
>
> Alan J <ajamieson...@msn.com> wrote:
> > "Hactar" <ebenZERO...@verizon.net> wrote in message
> >news:uom7u6-...@pc.home...
> > > In article <hepld6$mm...@news.eternal-september.org>,
> > > Alan J <ajamieson...@msn.com> wrote:
> > >> "Hactar" <ebenZERO...@verizon.net> wrote in message
> > >>news:36e5u6-...@pc.home...
> > >> > In article <Xns9CD0639A347B9moonblanchedgmail...@130.133.1.4>,
> > >> > Dover Beach <moon.blanc...@gmail.com> wrote:
> > >> >> M C Hamster <davol...@nospam.speakeasy.net> wrote in
> > >> >>news:ujuug5lg6cam55soe...@4ax.com:
>
> > >> >> > [Mom dumps soup]
>
> > >> >> Oh...that's the kind of thing you never forget doing.
>
> > >> > And hopefully, in the future you Take Steps to avoid repeating it.
>
> > >> <entire context left, deliberately>
>
> > >> Ok, what's the Stupidest Thing You've Ever Done, that you will admit to?
>
> > >> Here is my third-worst example:
>
> > > ["rm *" in the wrong directory]
>
> > > [spin went bad]
>
> > Excellent example. In both your post and and mine, in retrospect, it's
> > pretty obvious what is going to happen.
> > Ouch; I hope the drums survived.
>
> Drums and passenger only received expected wear & tear. Heh.
>
>
P'raps he thought it was a WWE event.
Tony Myers www.sedatedape.com (A many splendored thing )
I once got the autograph of an Elvis impersonator. He signed it
“Elvis”, not with his real name. I’m not sure why exactly, but for
some reason that makes it seem even worse.
I wasn’t the only one doing it. I was just standing and saw a group
of other people getting autographs and I guess just by instinct I
thought that if other people wanted one I should too. I blame peer
pressure
It wasn’t until I got back to my seat that I realized what I had done
Lesmond
When I was 16 my mom made me sign a autograph for someone using someone
else's name.
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thing )" <sedated...@gmail.com> wrote:
> >> Ok, what's the Stupidest Thing You've Ever Done, that you will admit to?
>
> I once got the autograph of an Elvis impersonator. He signed it
> “Elvis”, not with his real name. I’m not sure why exactly, but for
> some reason that makes it seem even worse.
How do you know he was not called Elvis?
Opus the Penguin
> When I was 16 my mom made me sign a autograph for someone using
> someone else's name.
At least she didn't make you turn your head around 360 degrees.
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Xho Jingleheimerschmidt
>
> When I was 16 my mom made me sign a autograph for someone using someone
> else's name.
My mom made my brother send an old lady flowers for her birthday, using
his own first name (which happened to coincide with the old lady's
estranged son's first name, so it was at least technically not dishonest.)
Xho
Tony Myers www.sedatedape.com (A many splendored thing )
> On Nov 29, 7:47 am, "Tony Myerswww.sedatedape.com(A many splendored
>
He was actually supposed to be related to him - cousin or somethng. It
was Elvis night at the ballpark
Lesmond
>Lesmond (les...@verizon.net) wrote:
>
>> When I was 16 my mom made me sign a autograph for someone using
>> someone else's name.
>
>At least she didn't make you turn your head around 360 degrees.
No, not quite that far.
Hieronymus Agricola
(in article
<f3fbedc1-6993-49ca...@s31g2000yqs.googlegroups.com>):
> On Nov 29, 7:47ï¿œam, "Tony Myers www.sedatedape.com (A many splendored
> thing )" <sedated...@gmail.com> wrote:
>>>> Ok, what's the Stupidest Thing You've Ever Done, that you will admit to?
>>
>> I once got the autograph of an Elvis impersonator. ï¿œHe signed it
>> ￜElvisￜ, not with his real name. ￜIￜm not sure why exactly, but for
>> some reason that makes it seem even worse.
>
> How do you know he was not called Elvis?
>
Actually, he probably was called "Elvis".