Category: Language


Cone Beef In Cribbage

March 17, 2007

General, Humor, Language

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Sat in dis ‘ere e-z-chair all day wid da laptop in da lap doin’ varies www thangs whilst watchin’ baskitbull, cajunly takin’ a brake fer yurnary reeleaf an’ din ‘roun’ seben thutty dis eebnin Becky sez “It’s reddy!” so’s ah ups ‘n’ heds fer da kitchin and seez dis crackpot o’ stuff on da stobe ‘n’ takes da lid off ‘n’ Lordy! It’s cone beef in cribbage!!! Ah duzn’t know an’ hazn’t got no idee how da hole day goes by-n-by ‘n’ ah don’t smells it, but dats zackly what happen an’ it ain’t no lye! But, sho wuz good, an’ datz sayn a mouf full! Dat cone beef in cribbage. Mmm-mm!

Um, is dat be plitikly inkrekt? :nono: Twarn’t tensional, but ef’n so den, so solly! :conicalhat:

Wedding Off, Sagacious Spam

February 19, 2005

General, Humor, Language, Wisdom

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What chagrin when my browser couldn’t find the Steve and Kathie Wedding Website this evening! Checked the webhost server and the steveandkathie subdomain was simply gone. I could tell you about the live chat support dialogue and the help desk tickets, but the short of it is I added it back and it seems okay now. No explanation for the disappearance. Schitt hat pins, aye wreckin’.

Today’s spam attack included one which, incredibly, I was tempted to forward to family and friends! Instead, I’m posting it here, except for the two links for viagra and cialis. As you know, one of the techniques spammers use to get past spam filters is to add some “legit” sentences. This one had a collection almost good enough to make up for the spam; to-wit:

When ideas fail, words come in very handy. When you’re in love you never really know whether your elation comes from the qualities of the one you love, or if it attributes them to her; whether the light which surrounds her like a halo comes from you, from her, or from the meeting of your sparks. Not everything that can be counted counts, and not everything that counts can be counted. Everything in excess! To enjoy the flavor of life, take big bites. Moderation is for monks. If everything seems under control, you’re just not going fast enough. I have not failed. I’ve just found 10,000 ways that won’t work. A friendship founded on business is better than a business founded on friendship. Read More »

Rebus Rhymes


Not that I’d want to alarm anyone, but for some reason today I was thinking about that “I’m a Little Teapot” rhyme. Becky and I didn’t recall it the same so, thanks to the internet, I can report that it goes like this.

I’ve added a link to “Mother Goose Rebus Rhymes” over in the “Links” section for future reference. In particular, I like “Little Bunny Foo Foo”, a fellow Mouse Hunter. I wonder why they’re called “Rebus Rhymes”…

The mice are either all dead, all retreated, or all bivouaced planning a new strategy. In any event, the last few traps have remained unsprung for a couple of days now.

We gave Cinnamon a bath and manicure today. So far, that’s the extent of our holiday weekend, except for kiddie rhymes and picking up apples in the back yard. Oh, yeah, we rented Kill Bill 2 and watched it last night. It’s great! Anyway, hope everyone else is enjoying a little more excitement. Hmm, think I’ll cut HarpShot loose for a few blues licks.



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