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Coffee & Tea under the window, platters of treats on every table
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Newspapers are in their regular spot next to the door
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Please recommend (and unrecommend the Cafe/Lounge from yesterday)
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May the 4’s be with you
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That coffee pot is hypnotizing. I have to scroll down the page to keep from watching it.
More Coffee! ummmm. . . .
It smells good.
and your Dad?
I’m going to go get rid of the signature on froggybottom in a bit, okay?
That’s weird. I removed that sig the other day and it’s baaaack.
O!! I totally forgot to do that. Yes, please.
I don’t know where they get their energy. They (at least appear to be) are doing great. That procedure Mom had was ultra-sound blasting a kidney stone. It was completely non-invasive and only took a 1/2 hour.
Dad drove my sister to the airport at 4:30am, went to the doctor for blood tests a couple hours later, came straight back to have lunch and take mom to the hospital (where I met them). I don’t know how an 86 year old man can do all that.
I can’t.
I don’t know how an 86 year old man can do all that.
My mom’s 84 and is still living by herself and driving all over the place. I think she does it for the fun of worrying me.
I went to make toast and discovered I am out of butter! This bodes well for the day getting better. 🙂
Here’s a weird factoid for you: two people I know have told me they can’t visit this site because our frog disturbs them too much! One of them is a middle-aged woman, the other is a man in his early twenties. Even knowing what the frog symbolizes, they can’t stand to see the frog. These are true dedicated libs who like this site, otherwise, and wish they could visit it. Makes you wonder how many other potential readers our dear handcuffed Karl may be turning off.
mr katiebird hates it. really hates it.
Hmm.
your presence at my cafe is required, at least for a short time, because — well, I’m not saying why.
hummm. A surprise? katiebird loves surprises!
how good kansas’ memory is. And I should stop saying anything more before I give it way more of a build up than it deserves.
If I have no idea what you’re talking about tomorrow, I’ll just ask CabinGirl or IndyLib. They’re the ones who can remember what everybody had for breakfast on Tuesday, March 3, of 1983.
Were you out of butter for toast on that day too?
CabinGirl? Was I?
I think that was the day you had to mix up some new cinnamon sugar for the toast…
While I’m reasonably pleased with this as a rumor, in the interest of honesty I should point out that my memory is really only any good about the details of things and people I like. For example, even in my early 20s when I was still healthy and young enough to be very sharp, I thought these two different guys I knew casually were the same guy for well over a year. Looking back on it, that explains why “he” always used to look at me like the conversations we had didn’t make as much sense to “him” as they did to me. lol.
specific.
I have such a realistic memory for sound that I can’t bear to be around background music and almost never listen to recordings even though I’m a lifelong musician. I recognize familiar voices typically in one syllable.
Two odd omissions:
Puget3’s name
heh, and now there’s a frying pan somewhere with Gooserock’s name on it, just waiting to be wielded…
Oh Boy….sounds like something interesting. I can’t wait. I Love surprises
that if I feel the need to ever make a comment like that again that I should send it in an email, instead of raising expectations that I ain’t gonna meet 🙁
(Don’t’ tell anyone but it’s just a little joke about something that kansas said awhile back and it’s an order of magnitude from the quality of your friend’s cookies.)
It’s why I don’t buy the t-shirt or mugs. The symbolism of it is to hard to explain and the image suggests BDSM more than anything political.
Well, come to think of it, it’s why I don’t buy the t-shirts, too. I bought mugs, but nobody sees those. I dropped and broke one today. Hmmm.
I have the bumpersticker turned sideways on the wall- so people have to crane in order to see it-. That brings it up for conversation.
“What is That?’
Our T shirts are put away now since it is getting cold here.
Oh. . . . yes, it does.
And of course, both CabinBoys wore their t-shirts to school today. I will be getting the “bad mother” award this year for sure!
checking to see if you are single.
If they’re using Firefox, there’s a plug-in called adblock that they could download that would probably be able to block the frog. I use it to block the kos sitecounter which crashes a tiny percentage of webbrowsers, mine included. I personally love the frog and would never adblock anything on the site because booman needs the funds, but I don’t think the frog a revenue generator and if it would get more eyeballs here…
Thanks, Kelly. I’ll pass that along to them.
I love my t-shirt. It reminds me of Booman in DC, friends I met there and AlohaLeezy gifted it to me.
When people ask about the Bondage Frog LOL…. I just turn and let them read the back. Then I just say that I protest this Administration….
I want one of those “Stop Bush” where the “S” is a swastika…
Hey girl, how you doin’? /Tribbiani
Are you all settled in? The kids okay? How ’bout your man? Everybody well?
haha I’m a dumbass. IndyLib must write on the board after class: Read the whole thread before asking questions.
do you like it or do you want to suggest another one?
🙂
Well I grabbed a cup of coffee to go this morning…can someone feed the cat for me?
I’ll check in later with
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I think Andi gave me the flu :*(
’cause it definitely wasn’t any fun (although it was an opportunity to get re-acquainted with the finer points of my bathroom).
Take a toke and you’ll feel so much better.
Been vegging waaaay too much; think I need to get out and play later today. 🙂 Thinking about going to see “Chronicles of Narnia” if I can find an early enough matinee, while the kids are in school and the fundies are at work.
Trying to get rid of a slight headache (no, not the spouse, he’s getting ready for work lol)…back in a bit…
computer and turn off the T.V. Time magazine just said on CNN that once again W is in the running for the person of the year. They say that the spot is based on impact whether that be interpretted as positive or negative and that as the leader of the free world he has had the most impact. Have they lost their motherfucking minds?! AGAIN?! He isn’t the leader of the free fucking world or the free world for that matter. He hasn’t been for a long time. That is a gift that is bestowed on someone because it isn’t voted on. When we led the way in human rights and economic well being the world used to bestow that upon our sitting presidents. THEY FIRED THIS FUCKER FROM THAT POSITION A LONG TIME AGO! DOES TIME MAGAZINE LIVE IN ITS OWN LITTLE FUCKING WORLD? Enough fucks for one day, I need a break from this shit today. I must be feeling better, it takes energy to get this pissed off!
Giving speeches yesterday and today and no jaw grinding. His fucking Prozac kicked in during his Asia vacation!
except for Keith O. — got a special show, “A Day With The President”, which could probably be subtitled “Brian Williams Drinks The Kool-Aid” if the clips Keith showed last night are any indication…
We’ve still got 3 more years of this guy? Not sure my heart can take it…
The Man of the Year in 2005, bar none, is Max Mayfield of the National Hurricane Center.
And unfortunately, the Woman of the Year is probably Condi Rice.
Glad to see you are fired up and ranting! It’s like a balm to my heart.
Hah! And here I thought I’d heard them all!!
Hi everyone, I love the pic on the diary, long and winding road, is it an Andif pic..
I just have a sec to pop in here and say hi, before getting back to my ‘moving experience’, I have about 3 weeks, to do a ton of things, including a whole lot of painting.
Just remembered I have to call the phone company…so I gotta go, will try to stop in when I can…
picture is katiebird’s.
We’re in Portland-area! Been EXHAUSTED outta of minds exhausted that is. Not quite packed in but settling in. My son isn’t faring too well with this at all so might start school after the break.
Oh… if you live near a Chilis… give them some loving. Last Sat night, we were so tired but had to get something to eat and sorta celebrate. So we went to Chilis here.
Our food hadn’t even arrived when my son unexpectedly stands up and informs the ENTIRE restaurant from our centralized table, “I’m going to throw up now!”… Wayne tried to rush him out (we had no idea where the bathrooms were) and he nailed the front doors, the entry way – almost got the Host dude 0 and then the outter doors and sidewalk. A battalion of mops, squeegees and rubber gloves. Our food arrived.
He NEVER tells us when he’s sick. But lately he’s been uberstressed. The manager came out and told us that Chilis was going to comp our meal. She started to box it herself and I said that we didn’t even have silverware… she said they would take care of it all. We only paid for our drinks which were barely sipped and I left a HUGE tip. I then explained what happened and they had a staffperson who was getting their degree in special ed. The kindness overwhelmed me and although I didn’t shed a tear, I could barely speak. IMAGINE! Me, speechless LOL. She said, “Welcome to Oregon”
Wayne’s back down in California working on the house.
Oh… love it here but what the fuck is up with these “Blue Laws”? Can’t buy tequila or rum on a Sunday or in regular stores?!?!?!?! CRAP!
Missed you guys!
Really good to hear from you but sorry about the stress and exhaustion (manee will share his toke with you, I’m sure).
I’m revanmping my whole attitude about Chili’s (but I’m still not going to eat there, unless I hafta).
Take care of yourself. We missed you even more than you missed us.
Medical Manee and Mary Jane Marmots 🙂 Oh I missed you guys and gals so much!
Met a waiter who I had to tell him that he reminded me of Hedwig (from Hedwig and the Angry Inch) I know, I know.. no one knows shit about that, but I LOVE IT. Have the soundtrack, the movie, and I was so lucky to see it LIVE in the second row front and center. Hedwig flirted with Mr. Damnit… anyways… I have a “friend” already. He saw me in Target and came and gave me a hug and will help me find a place to get my hair cut and such. 🙂 He reminded me a bit of my brother. But without the eyebrow waxing 🙂
Some dude said I was “nice and thick”… I was out this am taking the dog for a shit… for a walk. And this guy says, “anyoen ever tell you you were nice and thick”…. He said it was a “good thing”… but I think “good morning” would have sufficed.
As to Chilis, my son loved going to the one in LA while at Knotts. So we thought this would be good. My friend up here in B-ton his son is also autistic and they love it there. they’ve won me over for life. 🙂
Glad to see you made it in one piece (more or less)!
Giving the kid an extra break might be a great idea — the school’s are pretty much winding down for the holiday break so not much will be missed. Maybe even contact the school and see if he can meet his teacher(s) and aide(s) sometime this week after school, for a one on one? They might have some great ideas on getting him acclimated into the class, and it’ll hopefully reassure you that he’s in good hands. Making any sort of change is the pits, but can be extra tough when it’s done in the middle of the school year when classroom patterns and friendships have already been formed.
Give both the kids an extra hug from the Froggy Bottom crew…
And what’s with this 6-day layoff crud? I think the NHL schedule makers are still on strike, and they’ve got trained chimps setting the schedules. I’m going through serious Sharks withdrawal here… 😉
Catch you later online… 🙂
(((Cali))))) Hey there!!! 🙂 I see that Mrs. Ski was giving “updates” in the hockey room LOL
Yes, I’m going to hear back from the schools today and I think we’ll head in to have a “tour” (a three hour tour oh my) He hadn’t been sleeping, eating much and I think he just “blew”. It’s been hard… but — anyways.
Danni is doing well 🙂 She’s loving it here. My dog, too. She’s, the dog, is getting acclimated to social life. so much to do here. I have to get in contact with CodePink up here as well. But first, I have to get unpacked and the school sitch straightened out.
Hockey…. OY! Six days off.. what the hell!!!…. But… I’ve already got my Christmas prezzie… JOE THORNTON! Hoping to get cable today and with that Sinner Ice (Centre Ice) so we can have HOCKEY. Whooot! I gave up CI due to the strike.
Hi DJ,
Good to see you ‘back’.
Big moves can be tough and stressful for anyone – sorry to hear that your son had such an ordeal.
Thanks Ask, we drove up with his “valuables” James Bond book, his panasonic, his cds and his lovey. But to see all your stuff packed…
He was saturated from all the “goodbyes” these past few weeks. They had a huge party at school and for the last 2 days he was barely verbal – which scared the shit out of me to say the least. Regression, it’s our worry. But.. he’ll bounce back because I’ll keep on dribbling 🙂
Had you on my mind, Ask…. as my husband went from the computer industry to the wine industry then into “government contracts”… he’s a safety/manufact design… he made it safer to build weapons… ONE of the many reasons for the change of jobs/move. He had had it in the less than two years. He couldn’t stomach it. He read your mine stories/posts. There’s more to it, of course… but he’s so happy to be out of that crappy place of a job. I’m sure they’re decorating the break room as they find more ways to build bombs and detonators. 🙁
Spiritual duct tape for the soul. ((((Ask))))
Your son will bounce back, he’s got such a dedicated mom and even new and scary surroundings will eventually become familiar.
I recall our little exchange about work. It must have been hard on your spouse to put his knowledge and energy into something which he personally took offense to.
But it’s over, one huge burden removed.
My sis and bil had an experience like that in — I think – Austria–it was a pretty fancy restaurant- and the management Was Not Pleased to see the children.
So my neice Nancy whoopsed all over the table- her words-
“Dad,I don’t feel good”.
Of course everyone was horrified.I think they stole the napkins on the way out.
For now, even strangers can see that something is very different with my son. So there’s that “understanding patience” which generated some compassion in that moment.
Never heard of a place comping your meal and then boxing it up so you could take it home. Beyond nice.
Plus I think perhaps it’s different when its a kid and not some drunken barmaggotfly who has been berating the staff all night LOL
My friend told me of her “experience” with her son in a BUFFET ROFL. It involved projectile miniature corn on the cobb. ACK!
Well ,as I have said before- maybe not here- but elsewhere- if you get down on your knees and listen to what they have to say-things become clearer.
GOOD GAWD I was extremely stoned one day- and I do NOT know if my memory is accurate about this- but I heard a two year old speaking in complete sentences,and very wise she was!
She is 14 now and she still looks at me as if I am the sage of the ages.
Once at a local coffeehouse (yeah Andi, it was Macy’s), I heard a child who could not have been any older than 3 talking about “where I was before I was born”. She was just rambling on about how neat and pretty it was, and while her parents totally ignored her I was listening in rapt fascination. I kept wanting to ask her questions but figured the parents might not appreciate it, so didn’t. Have always regretted that, because I’ve never known what sage wisdom she might’ve dropped on me.
That is amazing.
out of the mouths of old souls.
🙂
My daughter when she was … twoish(?) Said that the lady bugs and butterflies could talk to her. She also said that mouths could fly. She saw flying mouths in her room that would sing to her.
I would always listen.
She’s the one who asked me what prayer meant and not wanting to fuck up her mind with my confusion on the subject I asked her what it meant to her. She went off and thought about it and came back later with this gem…
Prayer is like an email from your heart
I think they are wiser than we are,in a lot of ways.
That’s effen brilliant. Sometimes I think we should just put the kids in charge. Yeah, there’d be a lot more noogies and purple nurples to endure, but I bet they’d get rid of all the nukes.
we might have to put with Barney and my Little Pony and still end up with the kids who think that blowing up stuff is really cool.
Still better than pessimistic adults who feel compelled to point out the fatal flaws in an idealist’s dreams for a better world, ya wiseass. 😉
Changed your mind about being in the principled cynic clique, did you?
Shycat changes nic to Cynical
Not at all, it’s just that some days I’m more principled than cynical.
Sometimes you’re the windshield,
Sometimes you’re the bug…
–Dire Straits
That is why we hang out,
That is why we hang out here–more principled that cynical.:)
too well-balanced
Terrible,ain’t it?
flag (the one with the white St. Andrew’s cross) and the sabbath-policing Scots Presbyterians. Blue laws were very common years ago. A WW1 Scot who once played with me in a folk music band said when he was a boy they weren’t even allowed to whistle on Sundays.
We had them in Ohio growing up. No alcohol Sunday mornings, only 3.2% beer in the afternoons. Most businesses were closed and to some extent I recollect this was a matter of law.
You can’t pump your own gas in Oregon either. But as colorfully intricate as the law of Moses is, I haven’t found this gem among them. Surely it’s Roman Catholic in origin–they have rules that apply to every particle in the visible universe.
Wow! Thanks for the history lesson 🙂 In MA they have laws with “thou” and “shalt not” still in the wording. ACK
So… why are “Blue Movies” called Blue 🙂
Finally got my Boston Joe book yesterday!!
WHOOHOOO
Hey there!!!!
I had to go into the local bookstore and cancel my BostonJoe order since we were moving.
There are tons of bookstores all around me now. 🙂 So I’ll have to go inquire about Direct Action all over again 🙂
Ok – Do I get to hate you now?for the bookstores that is?
Oh yeah and mega ((((((((huggles back Janet))))))))))))))))))
Hi shycat,
Did you have to wait long for the book?
I ordered it along with some other stuff 2 weeks ago. The ‘other stuff’ came last week – book nowhere in sight yet.
It took about three weeks.
Thanks, shycat.
A matter of patience, then.
and I heard this on the radion (Portland’s KINK)
“The Holidays Are Here (and We’re Still at War)”
By Brett Dennen
BMI/Three Angels & A Saint 2005
“Pilgrims in the parking lot / Arteries clogged with blood clots
Pushing through the aisles of the department store
Neon crosses and Christmas lights / Credit card debts and brand new bikes
The holidays are here and we’re still at war
The rabbi reads from the testament / The banker gazes at the year’s investments
Salvation santa’s solicit for the poor / The deception of democracy
The philanderings of faux foreign policy
The holidays are her and we’re still at war
Smoggy skies and fixed elections / Injustice strikes from all directions
People with their backs against the floor / Looking for someone to set us free
A king with fists like Mohammad Ali
The holidays are here and we’re still at war
Your mother knows what is best for you / Even though it’s hard to listen
Your father knows he can count on you / Even though you couldn’t count on him
Christopher Columbus knew / Vasco De Gama and Magellan too
The profits of oppression grow like never before / All Hail to the capitalist thief
Mourn your lost ones and covet our grief
The holidays are here and we’re still at war
Hurricane waters ravage southern towns / Black and white people left to drown
While the white house and the emergency management agency ignores
Victims take shelter in the Astrodome / The National Guard says “don’t go home”
The holidays are here and we’re still at war
Police officers hassle the homeless / Domestic disputes and alcohol violence
The jail house opens wide its door / A corporation cuts a million employees
The factory moves overseas
The holidays are here and we’re still at war
Jesus sheds another tear / Into a sea of two thousand years
Into the eve of a new year once more / Tears of joy and resolutions of sorrow
Toast to health and wealth tomorrow
The holidays are here and we’re still at war
Religious wars and domination / World trade and globalization
The prices of petroleum soar / Lonesome churches packed with sinners,
Non believers and new beginners
The holidays are here and we’re still at war
Say a prayer for the less fortunate / Prisoners, soldiers you’ve never met
Understand what it is they are fighting for / Say a prayer for your enemies
A prayer for the victims and their families
The holidays are here and we’re still at war”
Peace On Earth Slap Shotters… I have to believe it’s still possible.
They have his album from earlier this year, and it’s a great listen…will have to look for that in the stores…
Holy Sheetah!
I just heard it on the radio just now.
Oh, KINK has KFOG’s John Grippone.. did he move, too? 🙂 So niiiice to have radio feed. 🙂
A dKos comment inspired this:
Karl Rove roasting on an open fire,
Indictment nipping at his nose,
White House aides singing like a choir,
To Fitzgerald, smiling ’cause he knows.
Everybody knows a turkey and caught miscreants,
Help to make the season bright.
Tiny liberals with their eyes all aglow,
Will find it hard to sleep tonight.
They know that Fitzie’s on his way;
He’s goaded lots of boys and girls to make them say.
And every mother’s child is going to spy,
To see if Rovie really will go bye-bye.
And so I’m offering this simple phrase,
To kids from one to ninety-two,
Although its been said many times, many ways,
A very Merry Fitzmas to you
Oh, but I’m gonna get it from Stevie Wonder:
A smiling DA is on earth like star
A frown can’t bring out the corruption that you are
Bring him in and Earle begins smiling…
There’re brighter days ahead
Don’t mess with Texas, said our fears,
But Earle is gonna be what he is
It’s okay, please indict Delay whose smiling…
Mug shot staring straight ahead
A smiling face you won’t have, you see
‘Cause convicted you’re going to be
But we and Earle will begin smiling…
There’re brighter days ahead
Luck’s not competing, it’s left your side
You should get life, so we’ll let you cry
So for a mug shot please begin to smile – For us,
There’re brighter days ahead.
But I just can’t help myself!
Late to the party. Hi y’all! I’ll need something stronger than my usual coffee today.
You’re so late we’ve closed up. But there’s new cafe open.
Come over to the new cafe