But begin the game anew …
– A.E. Housman
With a laugh! My pal Susan T in Michigan sent this to our little e-mail list this morning:
From today’s New York Daily News (no link):
At another panel, Bill Clinton was asked how he would advise future U.S. presidential candidates, including John McCain — or “the person you’re married to.” The former President quipped, “In these culturally charged times, I just want to make clear that I am not married to Sen. John McCain.”
I could make a cynical remark about them all already being married to each other, but … OPEN THREAD:
LOL
I DO miss Bill.
Thanks again to you, Mary — and to ALL — for all of your awesome blogging the past few days.
We will begin anew.
We will.
Believe it.
(Bill’s literacy and intelligence are much missed … and his VP Al’s too!!!!!)
No, thank YOU and BooMan for keeping us together these past fews days.
Allright, I sure that even as I write this some enterprising photoshopper is out there creating the Bill Clinton/John McCain wedding shot. You heard it here first.
OH GOD! I can’t wait!
I’m e-mailing Susan T right now!
hee hee
I know what I’m going to do today — What about you?
(We’ve had 100 articles at Eat4Today!!)
the basics when it comes to politics. I think that it is going to be much easier than I had anticipated because soon nothing but the basics will be left. My focus won’t drift so much……..fewer distractions!
Thanks, Mary. A good giggle is priceless.
Well, I’m not changing parties today, I’m still a Democrat. I’ve realized that in order to go forward, I need to admit that having been a lifelong Democrat, I also own the Democratic party. It hasn’t sunk to the level it’s at without a lot of apathy and lack of involvement over the years. I’m as guilty as anybody.
I didn’t become an activist until after the ’04 election. I’ve always been a flaming Liberal. I’ve been a Democrat since my first election in ’72, when I proudly cast my vote for Shirley Chisolm.
Yup, you’re right, Susan… now it’s on to the next battle. When the shit hits the fan from 5 different directions, you put on your mental slicker, hose off and learn how to duck. Hopefully, you also learn how to fling a little poo of your own. I’ll live to fling another day, and that makes me realize that life is pretty good.
You’re great, Nag.
I get a lot of “juice” from you every day…. even if I don’t always say so. I love to read your comments because you always give me something to think about, and to laugh about quite often too!
I like the ownership emphasis.
Since we are all crying in our coffee this morning about the alito thing, I want us to laugh just a bit and find some humor in life. I recieved this email from a friend in CA. I kept it for I read it when I am feeling down. …and besides, this is what I read before I take a trip. It just helps me adjust to reality…well sort of anyhooooooo…have a fun day, Ya’ll…
Actual exchanges between pilots and control towers:
Tower: “Delta 351, you have traffic at 10 o’clock, 6 miles!”
Delta 351: “Give us another hint! We have digital watches!”
Tower: “TWA 2341, for noise abatement turn right 45 Degrees.”
TWA 2341: “Center, we are at 35,000 feet. How much noise can we make up here?”
Tower: “Sir, have you ever heard the noise a 747 makes when it hits a 727?”
O’Hare Approach Control to a 747: “United 329 heavy, your traffic is a
Fokker, one o’clock, three miles, Eastbound.”
United 329: “Approach, I’ve always wanted to say this … I’ve got the
little Fokker in sight.”
A student became lost during a solo cross-country flight.
While attempting to locate the aircraft on radar, ATC asked,
“What was your last known position?”
Student: “When I was number one for takeoff.”
A DC-10 had come in a little hot and thus had an exceedingly long roll
out after touching down.
San Jose Tower Noted: “American 751, make a hard right turn at the end
of the runway, if you are able. If you are not able, take the Guadeloupe
exit off Highway 101, make a right at the lights and return to the airport.”
A Pan Am 727 flight, waiting for start clearance in Munich, overheard
the following: Lufthansa (in German): “Ground, what is our start clearance time?”
Ground (in English): “If you want an answer you must speak in English.”
Lufthansa (in English): “I am a German, flying a German airplane, in
Germany. Why must I speak English?”
Unknown voice from another plane (in a beautiful British accent):
“Because you lost the bloody war!”
Tower: “Eastern 702, cleared for takeoff, contact Departure on frequency 124.7”
Eastern 702: “Tower, Eastern 702 switching to Departure. By the
way, after we lifted off we saw some kind of dead animal on the far end of the runway.”
Tower: “Continental 635, cleared for takeoff behind Eastern 702, contact
Departure on frequency 124.7. Did you copy that report from Eastern 702?”
BR Continental 635: “Continental 635, cleared for takeoff, roger; and
yes, we copied Eastern … we’ve already notified our caterers.”
One day the pilot of a Cherokee 180 was told by the tower to hold short
of the active runway while a DC-8 landed. The DC-8 landed, rolled out,
turned around, and taxied back past the Cherokee. Some quick-witted
comedian in the DC-8 crew got on the radio and said, “What a cute little plane.
Did you make it all by yourself?”
The Cherokee pilot, not about to let the insult go by, came back with a
real zinger: “I made it out of DC-8 parts. Another landing like yours and
I’ll have enough parts for another one.”
The German air controllers at Frankfurt Airport are renowned as a
short-tempered lot. They not only expect one to know one’s gate parking
location, but how to get there without any assistance from them. So it
was with some amusement that we (a Pan Am 747) listened to the following
exchange between Frankfurt ground control and a British Airways 747.
Speedbird 206: “Frankfurt, Speedbird 206 clear of active runway.”
Ground: “Speedbird 206. Taxi to gate Alpha One-Seven.”
The BA 747 pulled onto the main taxiway and slowed to a stop.
Ground: “Speedbird, do you not know where you are going?”
Speedbird 206: “Stand by, Ground, I’m looking up our gate location now.”
Ground (with quite arrogant impatience): “Speedbird 206, have you not
been to Frankfurt before?”
Speedbird 206 (coolly): “Yes, twice in 1944, but it was dark, — And I didn’t land.”
While taxiing at London’s Gatwick Airport, the crew of a US Air flight
departing for Ft. Lauderdale made a wrong turn and came nose to nose
with a United 727. An irate female ground controller lashed out at the US Air
crew, screaming: “US Air 2771, where the hell are you going?! I told you to
turn right onto Charlie taxiway! You turned right on Delta! Stop right there.
I know it’s difficult for you to tell the difference between C and D, but get it right!”
Continuing her rage to the embarrassed crew, she was now shouting
hysterically: “God! Now you’ve screwed everything up! It’ll take
forever to sort this out! You stay right there and don’t move till I tell you to!
You can expect progressive taxi instructions in about half an hour, and I
want you to go exactly where I tell you, when I tell you, and how I tell you!
You got that, US Air 2771?”
“Yes, ma’am,” the humbled crew responded.
Naturally, the ground control communications frequency fell terribly
silent after the verbal bashing of US Air 2771. Nobody wanted to chance
engaging the irate ground controller in her current state of mind. Tension
in every cockpit out around Gatwick was definitely running high. Just then an
unknown pilot broke the silence and keyed his microphone, asking: “Wasn’t I
married to you once?”
Thanks, Brenda.. Between Alito & Medicare Part D, that’s the first laugh I’ve had in days.
If he hasn’t seen it he’ll be rolling on the floor. Once in Korea during another boring training maneuver he was getting on the radio and giving one of the helicopters coordinates for North Korea and telling them, “Wand newr wed fwag. Vewy fweidwy.” He kept doing it until the Commander was yelling over the radio.
OH Tracy, my Girl, I have worked around pilots long enough to know they have a sense of humor about themselves that is remarkable! As a flight nurse, I grew to want more of this sense of humor than one could ever know…;o) They do make sense at times, don’t they???!!! It was likening to work around Hawkeye and the gang, at times…..I would laugh till my ribs hurt. I miss that…a whole lot…..hope your hubby gets a laugh or two, as I did…:o)
LOL! Thanks Brenda, I really needed a smile this AM. :{)
Peace
Thanks, Susan.
You’ve made my day.
…me either. It probably would make as much sense as what reality is, in todays world!..;o)
McCain is the Chairman of the nefarious International Republican Institute which secretly supported the Feb. 2004 coup in Haiti.
The US Ambassador to Haiti, Curran, who fought to maintain some order at the time, was appointed by Clinton. Yes, I miss the Wonk-in-Chief very much.
I was relieved to see that both of my Senators – Stabenow & Levin – voted NO on ending the filibuster. At least my numerous phone calls & emails weren’t completely in vain. Last night on another thread there was mention of Jim Marcinkowski who wants to run against Mike Rogers in Michigan’s 8th District. How many of us here at Boo’s place live in the 8th? It sounded like more than one or two.
Denim, see my update below in Jim’s story. He didn’t know until late last night that Larry and I had posted his story … he will sign up and log on tonight to talk with us!
Stay tuned!
I will alert you as he becomes available!
The Insurgents
Surging in like sea waves do
Not a revolution not belligerency
But an uprising rising up
Of focused nameless opposition
Keeps you very busy
Farewll I must leave, bye-bye
“The insurgency is sophisticated
and stronger than anticipated…”
“My name is Isis” says a small child
“and that means Egyptian Goddess”
“No it means stupid dirty little girl”
says the California Secretary of Education
Constantly create the enemy
Constantly create the war
“I’m a war president, I’m a war president”
Belligerent naked lady stalks
Completely without leaves
On a cliff above the high tide surging
In a huge gathering flow
Can you beat THIS into submission?
July 2004
–Joanne Kyger, fr Night Palace (Backwoods Broadsides, 2006)
I promise this is the last of the emails…but this one is for Susan…:o) Just had to send it to ya all too…
How To Clean Your Toilet
Sincerely,
The Dog
Oh great!
Just after I’ve hung up with the veterinarian and made an appt. to get Bear some kitty Prozac!
He’s already so agitated all the time, poor honey … i tried everything this morning…. the special tidbits of deli turkey … the lots of love and stroking and holding and cooing … even holding him while I peed on the toilet (he likes that)….
but he’s just so stressed out.
two months ago, we took him in for blood work because it’s been a long time and we were a little worried because he’s drinking so much water … and the poor veterinarian had to sedate him because he went stark raving wild in the exam room. That cost a fortune, of course! (Thank god for Darcy pitching in with that.)
Susan, is the cat a diabetic? I thought you would get a kick out of this one…:o) especially since the dog recommended it…:o)