That sweater is beautiful. I'm afraid I don't have what it takes, though. Maybe after a few more pairs of socks. :)
Karen
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That sweater is beautiful. I'm afraid I don't have what it takes, though. Maybe after a few more pairs of socks. :)
Karen
Thanks, Tuck, but I'm not much of an alcohol fan either. No objections, just don't like the taste.
Captain Ron sounds like fun. He's kind of an interesting guy, Kurt Russell. He can do more than than the macho guy stuff--he did a great Wyatt Earp in Tombstone.
We're going to see the new Greek/Roman rooms at the Metropolitan Museum of Art next week, AND the new Museum of Art and Design.
You're not alone. I can't stand alcohol either. uncovered, covered, mixed, with chocolate, with coffee. It's poison to me. haven't touched it in 25 years, and before that barely touched it.
I can remember all the beer commercials and being SO Disappointed when i finally got to taste it because the stuff tasted like, well, swill, instead of refreshing, etc..
go outside when it's light out every day. And seriously consider getting one of those lamps.
what an adorable sweater!!! A lucky nephew!!
i don't have the time or patience to watch the Jonestown thing so I have reserved a recently published book on the subject. I find it fascinating to learn how people's wills can be bent and molded by others.
I think some of us taste a bitterness from the hops in beer that other people can't... I hate beer. There are other alcoholic beverages that I like (good sake is terrific- cheap sake is nasty...if its served hot its not good sake...), but I can't tolerate the taste of beer. I also do not like arugula - I get the same icky bitter/copper aftertaste from it as I do from beer. For the most part I find any kind of *cheap* alcohol will taste nasty - about as appealing as drinking rubbing alcohol...but for some things spending a bit will find you a nice taste indeed -rum and sake at least are like this for me.
Well, I don't usually participate on this thread but I thought I'd relate a dream I had. I'm not sure where it came from. As a preface, I am perfectly happy with the Selle An-atomica saddle I have.
In the dream it started out with me riding and trying out someone else's bike that had a Brooks saddle. (Now the history with me is that I've resisted trying a Brooks when I had saddle problems. And we all know, every time someone has a saddle problem on this forum, the Brooks folks come out in full force)
So the bike I'm riding come to find out in the dream, is Lisa's Luna. I distinctly recall the butternut color as I was riding it. And for some reason I could also see the honey saddle at the same time I was on it. I was going slow and Lisa was running along side of me yelling and cheering. Except the tires on her bike were big knobby mt bike type tires. Now, I just recall a thread where she linked to Peter White's page where there were oodles and gobs of pictures of studded tires that she wanted for the Riv not the Luna, but were very apparent in the dream. Anyway, in the dream I was sold on the Brooks saddle immediately because I kept yelling, "I can't feel a saddle, it's like there isn't one there", which by the way, is something Mimi always says, also a Brooks advocate. Except the Brooks on the Luna had springs. Lisa's doesn't in real life. Then I tried maybe her Riv except it was a red Riv, with no springs, and was just as sold.
I remembered a honey Brooks in my local LBS. So in the dream I went to that LBS and they didn't have the honey one in the case, and they said no more existed. Something about the dye they used went extinct. (Chuckle). (I also recall someone saying that they weren't making B68's in honey this year? for real) Anyway they said let's go to the cellar and check. So we were looking around in the cellar, it was dark, but then we found the Brooks but the saddles were actually hanging as skins in glass cases with very dim lights shining on them. In the dream, the way the Brooks saddles worked is that you bought the skin, and then yourself laced the saddle around the saddle frame to the taughtness you wanted. So I found a honey skin, the only one, and as I reached for it knocked over a very tall case on the other side of it. Come to find out when I looked at what got knocked over I found that it was a whole rack of vintage wine, the very expensive, rare, 100 yr old kind - all crashed and broken in pieces in the cellar of the local LBS. Last I remember, I was cleaning up the mess but happy knowing I had gotten the last honey Brooks in existence.
ROTFL!!! That is about the funniest dream I've ever heard!!
glad you got the last one. :D:D:D:D
Mudmucker, that's a hoot. And please do be on this thread--diversity is good here! Re your dream, all I can hear in my head is Susan Sarandon at the beginning of Bull Durham, saying, "Ah believe in the Church of Baseball", only here on TE, it's the Church of Brooks. (yes, that IS a joke)
You know, those little white bugs are back floating around outside. They are strange little guys. They are sort of blue-white tiny globes and they show up in the fall and just sort of benignly float around. Two years ago on this thread, I said maybe they were aliens, and Trek420 expressed some concern about my sanity, I believe. Not much has changed in that arena, then, huh? Bugs, sanity...all still about the same. I LIKE those little bugs.
I am trying to put a warp on my loom in the SLOWEST possible manner.
Yeah, no interest in seeing the special.
It was quite the time around the Bay Area. A growing sense of hope fueled by activism. Jones took advantage of that and drew good folks yearning for new ways of being.
I forget if Jonestown was right before or right after Harvey and George were murdered but it was all around the same time.
In short order we lost two public figures who could have gone on to make a big difference and of course a lot of people in Jonestown.
It's pure fiction yet a lot of fun but if you want a sense of a historic time and place in San Francisco read Armistead Maupin Tales of the City Series
www.armisteadmaupin.com
The books were originally a series in the S.F. Chronicle. Like a soap opera in the paper. I remember looking forward to each edition. We here could not get enough of the story.
As books they suffer from that; article sized chunk, next chapter article sized chunk, Sunday Edition a longer bit etc. But he captures a feeling of the era like nobody else and his sense of dialogue is spot on.
You'll be informed, uplifted, you'll laugh, you'll cry ... read it :cool:
I do want to see the new movie; Milk. From the look of the the trailer (warning to your sensitive eyes, brief shot of two men kissing) Sean Penn captures the look and voice of the man and the movie captures the upbeat feel and excitement of the time.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=unu-9...eature=related
Trek, I think Jones and his henchmen were responsible for the deaths of Harvey Milk and the other guy!
i don't like most beers either. There is a local one that is a favorite of mine.
http://icanhascheezburger.files.word...light-beer.jpg
As for me, I'm feeling pretty good right now, snuggled up on the couch in my blankie.
http://icanhascheezburger.files.word...m-radiator.jpg
No, as far as I'm aware Jones had no involvement in the murder of Harvey Milk and the other guy :o who was S.F. Mayor George Moscone.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oUB-RCNBDnk
Both were killed by S.F. Supervisor Dan White, a former SF cop and fireman. In brief Dan had a problem with working with progressive people like Harvey, and with having someone out and gay on the board and ... so he resigned saying at first the pay was too low.
Then he quickly thought better of it as in "whoops, I just quit, turned in my letter of resignation, OMG I'm not a supervisor because I quit, whatdoIdo, whatdoIdo , whatdoIdo? Go back to the family Baked Potato store at Fisherman's Wharf?"
But the city has procedures. If a Supervisor leaves the Mayor gets to appoint a replacement. Moscone had someone in mind and Dan was not getting his job back.
Being thus informed Dan White snuck into City Hall (through a back entrance with no security) when he knew both men would be there. First he went to Harvey's office and shot him, stopped to reload and then shot the mayor. :( or maybe it was vice versa?
He got off with a light sentence. Maybe you've heard the phrase Twinkie Insanity? Defense argued he'd been eating too much junk food and for premeditated murder as in; bringing the weapon and ammo in the unsecured entrance, waiting for one unarmed person, reloading with intent to kill the 2nd .... I think this former cop got 5 years of which he served maybe a couple of them.
When the sentence was announced the city exploded, instantly people assembled to march chanting "he got away with murder" it was a tense time here.
It was sad for all the families involved really. After he was released from prison Dan White committed suicide.
This controversial and famous scultptur by Robert Arneson (it's the sculpture on the top) shows Mayor Moscone.
Imprinted somewhere on the column it reads "he shot Harvey too"
www.verisimilitudo.com/arneson/misc1.html
Many moons ago I was in Washington DC attending a conference and I happened on an exhibit of Arneson's work at one of the museums (forget which one - probably the modern art one). IIRC the Moscone scupture was there - along with many other examples of Arneson's wonderful work. I've been a fan of his work ever since. :cool:
Ed to add: I finally accessed that neuron (with a lot of help from Google :o ) - it was a retrospective of his work at the Hirshhorn, in 1986. I was in awe.
Arneson taught at Davis. Duck on Wheels took a sculpture class from him, maybe inspiring that sweater?
Yes, he was a great California artist :D one of my favorites.
Mudracker, that is a wonderful dream, and so full of clear and logical details!
I'm glad I seemed to play a helpful role in it rather than negative. :)
Maybe they're just little happy Scrubbing Bubbles.....
http://chicagoist.com/attachments/ch...g%20bubble.jpg