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| QUOTE (James Marsh @ Dec 1 2004, 01:40 PM) | ||||||
Whitechapel is indeed the very worst - see here. At least it was only CDs though. I was sent a new credit card (which I wasn't expecting - my old one wasn't due to expire for another three months) which never arrived. I only realised when I got my next statement and found that someone had spent 600 quid in sports shops across London  |
Hey - look who the author of that article is
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It's not just grey and cold and raining today, it's dark. As in, crepuscular at 9 in the morning. Doesn't bode well for us melancholics.
| QUOTE (GG Mora @ Nov 29 2004, 01:00 PM) |
| It's not just grey and cold and raining today, it's dark. As in, crepuscular at 9 in the morning. Doesn't bode well for us melancholics. |
It is raining here too. Was supposed to snow.
Now it is just soggy.
| QUOTE (nerissa @ Dec 1 2004, 09:26 AM) | ||
It is raining here too. Was supposed to snow. Now it is just soggy. |
Yes, well, there is pretty much here, no?
| QUOTE (GG Mora @ Dec 1 2004, 10:38 AM) | ||||
Yes, well, there is pretty much here, no? |
And here, too....and I have to actually go out in this, as opposed to beginning winter hibernation....
Luckily, I have those big, black, Wellies.....
| QUOTE (Leslie @ Nov 30 2004, 11:56 PM) |
| A pigeon pooped on my head today while I was taking my walk. |
Reminds me of an important life lesson I once learned - do not look up at low flying formations of migratory birds.
| QUOTE (Orik @ Dec 1 2004, 02:54 PM) | ||
Reminds me of an important life lesson I once learned - do not look up at low flying formations of migratory birds. |
Especially if your mouth tends to open in awe
Or if your nom de internet is Wilfrid.
| QUOTE (Orik @ Dec 1 2004, 09:54 AM) | ||
Reminds me of an important life lesson I once learned - do not look up at low flying formations of migratory birds. |
...and carry wet naps at all times.
Just received some information on the origin of my surname. Traced back to the 14th century of Tartar origin (Turkish language), it derives from
- wait for it -
"salt-cured slice of fish"
Just call me Dr. Kipper.
- wait for it -
"salt-cured slice of fish"
Just call me Dr. Kipper.
Adam, wish you've asked me - it'd have saved you all the hassle of the research 
No research on my part, it was just sent to me. Well the mixed Tatar/Slavic ancestory explains a lot.
If your ten minute subway journey takes an hour, be sure to be wearing clothes soaked through by the torrential rain.
| QUOTE (Wilfrid @ Dec 1 2004, 10:48 AM) |
| If your ten minute subway journey takes an hour, be sure to be wearing clothes soaked through by the torrential rain. |
Taking the subway to GCT for a panroast?
Being told by the Passport Agency agent in Norwalk, CT that my daughter's birth certificate was not sufficient because it didn't have a raised seal one day after another agent in Stamford, CT told me it would suffice.
Now back to the Town Hall in Greenwich, CT to get a copy with a raised seal.
Now back to the Town Hall in Greenwich, CT to get a copy with a raised seal.
| QUOTE (Orik @ Dec 1 2004, 06:54 AM) | ||
Reminds me of an important life lesson I once learned - do not look up at low flying formations of migratory birds. |
Thank god it was only a pigeon overhead and not a flock of Canadian Geese.
Wetnaps... excellent idea Abby! I mean, can you imagine being hit by a pigeon and you are not on your way home? Yikes.
| QUOTE (Leslie @ Dec 1 2004, 11:21 AM) | ||||
Thank god it was only a pigeon overhead and not a flock of Canadian Geese. |
Fortunately they were just Bee-Eaters, not geese or pelicans. Not having any wet naps, I provided some amusement to the owner of a nearby kiosk, asking for access to running water to wash my eye and explaining the situation.
| QUOTE (Leslie @ Dec 1 2004, 11:21 AM) |
| Wetnaps... excellent idea Abby! I mean, can you imagine being hit by a pigeon and you are not on your way home? Yikes. |
Happened to me but I just broke out the wet naps and went merrily on my way.
| QUOTE (Orik @ Dec 1 2004, 04:35 PM) |
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Lovely bird - no wonder you were gazing at it.
v
The Australian version:
Tastes like chicken.
Tastes like chicken.
ooooh. Those are gorgeous birds.
Adam, you eat these birds?
Adam, you eat these birds?
Yes they are a really pretty group of birds. Very widespread too. This is the Carmine Bee Eater from Africa:
No, I haven't eaten them. Nor would I. There are superb flyers (I have seen them catching dragonflies), the nest in tunnels that they dig out in sandy soil. They had a small colony in one such bank on my grandparents farm.
edit: Talking about the Australian, not the Carmine, bee eater.
No, I haven't eaten them. Nor would I. There are superb flyers (I have seen them catching dragonflies), the nest in tunnels that they dig out in sandy soil. They had a small colony in one such bank on my grandparents farm.
edit: Talking about the Australian, not the Carmine, bee eater.
whew . When you said they taste like chicken, it got me wondering.
They are very pretty. You and Orik are lucky to be able to view such a bird (except for the problem of viewing them directly above oneself)...
. When you said they taste like chicken, it got me wondering. They are very pretty. You and Orik are lucky to be able to view such a bird (except for the problem of viewing them directly above oneself)...
I am in the UK now, so the birds are not quite as pretty.
edit: present company excepted.
edit: present company excepted.
Greasy nyc pigeons aren't as nice either.
Those birds have sexy posteriors, like this one:
http://nytimes.com/2004/11/30/science/30bird.html
The second sentence is ambiguous. But it's the males, of course, who have the long feathers.
http://nytimes.com/2004/11/30/science/30bird.html
The second sentence is ambiguous. But it's the males, of course, who have the long feathers.
| QUOTE (Adam @ Nov 29 2004, 03:41 PM) |
| I am in the UK now, so the birds are not quite as pretty. edit: present company excepted. |
The phrase, "cruisin' for a bruisin'" comes to mind...
| QUOTE (Miss J @ Nov 29 2004, 08:37 PM) | ||
The phrase, "cruisin' for a bruisin'" comes to mind... |
Are you stoned?
You was definitely in the right. That geezer was cruising for a bruising!"
"Yeah!"
"Why does anyone do anything?"
"I don't know, I was really drunk at the time!"
P.F.D.S.O.T.M.
Potentially I am rooting for a booting, correct?
Well, in the Canadian venacular one does not "go rooting for a booting," which sounds distinctly Australian. However, one might be known to "be asking for a knuckle sandwich."
No, not Australian (although it should be), I though it sounded Canadian, but what do I know?
How about "clammering for a hammering" then?
How about "clammering for a hammering" then?
Or "Snapping for a slapping"?
| QUOTE (Adam @ Dec 2 2004, 09:48 AM) |
| No, not Australian (although it should be), I though it sounded Canadian, but what do I know? How about "clammering for a hammering" then? |
dashing for a bashing?
"Licking for a Kicking"?*
Works with my accent - think fakey South African.
Works with my accent - think fakey South African.
One of my teammates on a group project shirked his responsibility and so the rest of us had to finish his part too and we just finished at 3 am. 
I will be lucky to get 3 hrs sleep before turning this turkey in.
I will be lucky to get 3 hrs sleep before turning this turkey in.
Does anyone here know how to make forms work in Dreamweaver? I have a broken page, with a contact form that doesn't work. I am pulling my hair out.
Error message:
Warning: Invalid argument supplied for foreach() in /home/sites/www.MYSITEHERE.com/web/contact.php on line 130
Error message:
Warning: Invalid argument supplied for foreach() in /home/sites/www.MYSITEHERE.com/web/contact.php on line 130
note to self: do not go out and get pissed as a fart and have 4 hours sleep the night before a big OA party.
Freezing cold doctors' offices. If I am made to wait forever, fork over several hundred dollars and take off my clothes I would think that the climate could be adjusted to somewhere above arctic.
| QUOTE (Daisy @ Dec 3 2004, 11:50 AM) |
| Freezing cold doctors' offices. If I am made to wait forever, fork over several hundred dollars and take off my clothes I would think that the climate could be adjusted to somewhere above arctic. |
Did they at least warm the speculum?
Whadda ya think? 
Mm. Hate that.
Quite agree.
At least you know what it is and it's kind of bracing.
At least you know what it is and it's kind of bracing.
Children who loiter around the kitchen when I'm cooking.
It used to be that cooking was a quiet, relaxing, solitary activity, a kind of meditation. Not when there are adolescents busy playing 20 Stupid Questions with you.
It used to be that cooking was a quiet, relaxing, solitary activity, a kind of meditation. Not when there are adolescents busy playing 20 Stupid Questions with you.
waking up jet lagged at 4am, trying to turn on the light in the bathroom only to have your walls talk to you, saying "something something something kudasai, something something something gozaimasu..." until you manage to find a button to silence them.
Lost in translation, Orik?
My annoyance: snoring bedmate. I adore the man: why must he torture me?
My annoyance: snoring bedmate. I adore the man: why must he torture me?
| QUOTE (tanabutler @ Dec 4 2004, 09:31 AM) |
| My annoyance: snoring bedmate. I adore the man: why must he torture me? |
Amen, sister. As if the farting weren't annoying enough!
Have you tried one of those white noise machines? It helps, a little. Sometimes.
| QUOTE (Cathy @ Dec 4 2004, 08:53 AM) |
| Have you tried one of those white noise machines? It helps, a little. Sometimes. |
Do you mean like Paul Simon or Frankie Avalon? Thanks.
| QUOTE (tanabutler @ Dec 4 2004, 09:31 AM) |
| Lost in translation, Orik? My annoyance: snoring bedmate. I adore the man: why must he torture me? |
Have you considered that he might have sleep apnea? In which case, an oxygen pump might be in order...in which case, if you find yourself having had uncomfortably too much to drink, a session of pure oxygen will do wonders for you.
Or maybe he just snores.
My husband is capable of a one-man Bhopal reënactment, which can wake me out of a sound sleep, but at least he doesn't snore.
You have my sympathy.
Come to think of it, the oxygen pump might serve me well, too.
I happen to like Paul Simon.
It ain't oxygen, it's just air forced thru the nostrils to overcome breathing through the mouth and thus snoring, and lack of oxygen.
We have investigated snoring. It's much more than either of these things. But it's not apnea.
| QUOTE (tanabutler @ Dec 4 2004, 09:31 AM) |
| Lost in translation, Orik? My annoyance: snoring bedmate. I adore the man: why must he torture me? |
I dunno. I think it would have been as annoying in English (I fell asleep about 5 minutes into that film, so if this is a reference it's lost on me)
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