Who has a fish on hand and likes to rant on his new blog? This guy! Yeah, yeah, free speech blah blah blah. I still liked it better when I had the final say in the blogosphere, at least as far as my own household was concerned. Matt's first post is a rant about me and my new regime. I'm still not seeing any problems with the new regime. I like what I like, what can I say? Its not like I imposed a foie gras ban or steroid testing. Mmmm....foie gras. There's nothing like force fed duck or goose liver...What was I going on about? Guess we'll see who's the biggest fish around here when the boxes are unpacked and the dust settles... I'm just hoping its me.
Sunday, October 21, 2007
Me Too Iguana...
Who has a fish on hand and likes to rant on his new blog? This guy! Yeah, yeah, free speech blah blah blah. I still liked it better when I had the final say in the blogosphere, at least as far as my own household was concerned. Matt's first post is a rant about me and my new regime. I'm still not seeing any problems with the new regime. I like what I like, what can I say? Its not like I imposed a foie gras ban or steroid testing. Mmmm....foie gras. There's nothing like force fed duck or goose liver...What was I going on about? Guess we'll see who's the biggest fish around here when the boxes are unpacked and the dust settles... I'm just hoping its me.
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
Bile Is Back In!
Puking went through a passe phase for a while there. I think its moment in the sun (imagine steam radiating from the pumice pile) has returned.
A while back, Matt was reading Athletics Nation, the blog he obsessively checked for new posts from obsessive A's fans salivating or fuming over every new thread of a rumor related to the team. I believe this was even before the last season started so it was just speculation about the arrival of the first pitch of the season. Anyway, one of these rumors was that a despised Anaheim Angel player might be signed to play for the A's and some clever and outraged A's fan posted "I think I just threw up a little in my mouth."
As much as I may not need to hear every little detail about the A's the way that avid readers of Athletics Nation might, I was THRILLED to have this information relayed to me. I just threw up a little in my mouth. It's f-ing brilliant! I love it. And I've used it - judiciously, of course -- no point in quickly burning out on the best phrase i've heard in some time - since then.
Fast forward to one of the many more rambunctious nights at Sky from this harvest. It was just a small group of us staying up past when we should have long since been sawing logs to build up stamina for the day of picking ahead of us. I vaguely recall Alyks, Ttam, Amolap and Lav talking incessantly over each other, jockeying for the floor, snorting and chortling (what the hell is chortling, anyway??). Drinking all the Trumer in sight and imbibing who knows what else. All of a sudden, there is an overwhelming stench assaulting our intoxicated senses -- and it is not coming from the prime suspect among the four of us. Amalap jumps up on a chair and yells something about a skunk walking into the kitchen with us. General chaos insues. Oh my god, did it smell. One of us MUST have gotten sprayed!! It became absolutely critical to evacuate the kitchen. We wandered around looking for a sanctuary from the stench and covertly trying to smell each other to find out who was the targeted culprit. Eventually we find ourselves on the front porch and someone starts retching. A dry heave-fest ensues. Think of that scene in Stand By Me with the pie eating contest that turns into a lumpy laugh fest but without the projectile vomiting. Mica eventually shows up to investigate the horrendous sounds and inform us that it was acutally the dog that got skunked. Things simmer down and as the dust settles, we take stock of our situation. It turns out that Lav might have blown a chunk and change, but the rest of us were able to keep our cookies down.
A while back, Matt was reading Athletics Nation, the blog he obsessively checked for new posts from obsessive A's fans salivating or fuming over every new thread of a rumor related to the team. I believe this was even before the last season started so it was just speculation about the arrival of the first pitch of the season. Anyway, one of these rumors was that a despised Anaheim Angel player might be signed to play for the A's and some clever and outraged A's fan posted "I think I just threw up a little in my mouth."
As much as I may not need to hear every little detail about the A's the way that avid readers of Athletics Nation might, I was THRILLED to have this information relayed to me. I just threw up a little in my mouth. It's f-ing brilliant! I love it. And I've used it - judiciously, of course -- no point in quickly burning out on the best phrase i've heard in some time - since then.
Fast forward to one of the many more rambunctious nights at Sky from this harvest. It was just a small group of us staying up past when we should have long since been sawing logs to build up stamina for the day of picking ahead of us. I vaguely recall Alyks, Ttam, Amolap and Lav talking incessantly over each other, jockeying for the floor, snorting and chortling (what the hell is chortling, anyway??). Drinking all the Trumer in sight and imbibing who knows what else. All of a sudden, there is an overwhelming stench assaulting our intoxicated senses -- and it is not coming from the prime suspect among the four of us. Amalap jumps up on a chair and yells something about a skunk walking into the kitchen with us. General chaos insues. Oh my god, did it smell. One of us MUST have gotten sprayed!! It became absolutely critical to evacuate the kitchen. We wandered around looking for a sanctuary from the stench and covertly trying to smell each other to find out who was the targeted culprit. Eventually we find ourselves on the front porch and someone starts retching. A dry heave-fest ensues. Think of that scene in Stand By Me with the pie eating contest that turns into a lumpy laugh fest but without the projectile vomiting. Mica eventually shows up to investigate the horrendous sounds and inform us that it was acutally the dog that got skunked. Things simmer down and as the dust settles, we take stock of our situation. It turns out that Lav might have blown a chunk and change, but the rest of us were able to keep our cookies down.
That's the thing about bile. It's just so FUN to talk about. Few things are as visually and verbally stimulating (even if in a repulsively can't-stay-away sort of way) and as humorous. Anything for a laugh...
Saturday, October 6, 2007
I'm Wacko, I'm Yacko, and I'm....CUTE!
Well...they all think they are cute..I started this post a week or so ago and forgot where I was going with it. Lets just assume it was witty and insightful and call it a day.
The crew above (working hard, or hardly working?) is pretty darn cute, I must admit. Although, it does seem like they are a little too cool for school. And if you don't get the title, please do us all a favor and watch yourself a little Animaniacs. Its really that good.
I guess I was mostly just putting some pictures up that I liked from this harvest. I like this new view of the vineyard, although it would be nice if there were fewer gopher holes...
What are you two smirking at anyway? Someone must have been up to no good to inspire just such a grin on the big sister's face. Why is it that I can't find too many pictures of anyone actually doing any work around Sky?? I guess that is the consequence of having everyone boss everyone else around... It leaves very few people to actually get the work done. And if you do get suckered into doing some actual work, for dog's sake, don't let anyone catch you on film doing it or you'll never get a moment's peace. Perhaps I am spouting much ado about nothing this evening. Perhaps its the effect of the perfect Mandarin Hangar One and Tonic that Matt has so skillfully created tonight. Perhaps its just my favorite M.O. When you go this much, eventually something must hit the mark, even if its entirely on accident.
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