“That’s what she said” computer developed!

Even a fun joke is creepy by Mr. H.

Interesting…now back to indians and cow girls…milk-maids! The ak47 protection committee…

Alfred was very clever with language. During one movie, Shirley MacLaine was very nervous about correctly doing a scene. Hitch kept telling her: “Genuine chopper, my dear, genuine chopper”. She didn’t have the vaguest notion what he was talking about. Finally she asked him, “What on earth do you mean by ‘genuine chopper’?” He replied, “It means, ‘real axe’, you know, relax!” :-)

I just watched an episode of King of the Hill about this. Hank hired a guy to sell propane and accessories. The new hire started slow with a few of the comments. He then got all the other employees riled up. Even Buck laughing about it. Hank, of course, wasn’t with it all from day one. Well, Hank fires him and every one is relieved. They said things like “his jokes were uncomfortable” “he made me nervous” “they got boring fast”! Clip***Clap

Keeping the spirit and wishing everyone a good time! hAppy eaSTeR {INflaTION}…balloon/silicon/make-up…is th~disc~k ready for

..she said watch under while I climb your ladder..

…granny said; “OUT!…ps-for Kamp of SacreMento… Marina: here’s Easter gift—…I say, the clock is set at 2:22……<~~~~~~~~~~~~~~know your money link<~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ http://homepage.mac.com/aireck/miXscope/200701/hundred_2003_miscope140.png

Keeping the spirit and wishing everyone a good time! hAppy eaSTeR {INflaTION}…balloon/silicon/make-up…is th~disc~k ready for

..she said watch under while I climb your ladder..

…granny said; “OUT!…ps-for Kamp of SacreMento… Marina: here’s Easter gift—…I say, the clock is set at 2:22……<~~~~~~~~~~~~~~know your money link<~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ http://homepage.mac.com/aireck/miXscope/200701/hundred_2003_miscope140.png

She said: RIP: Last Typewriter Factory Closes

The first practical typewriter was invented in 1867, and Mark Twain was the first author to submit a typewritten manuscript to a publisher. But now, reports of the typewriter’s death are anything but greatly exaggerated.

The last factory manufacturing mechanical typewriters closed this past week, the venerable device driven into obsolescence by the computer and word processor.

The factory operated by Godrej and Boyce in Mumbai, India, stopped production in 2009, and its inventory has dwindled to just a few hundred machines, most of them Arabic-language models. No more will be made.

“Although typewriters became obsolete years ago in the West, they were still common in India, until recently,” according to the Daily Mail.

Milind Duckle, general manager of Godrej and Boyce, told the Mail: “From the early 2000s onwards, computers started dominating. All the manufacturers of office typewriters stopped production, except us. Until 2009, we used to produce 10,000 to 12,000 machines a year. But this might be the last chance for typewriter lovers.”

As recently as the 1990s, the company produced some 50,000 typewriters a year, according to India’s Business Standard.

Godrej and Boyce began manufacturing typewriters about 60 years ago. The company is part of the Godrej Group, which makes a wide range of products in India including appliances, furniture, and electronic equipment.

While the mechanical typewriter is history, several companies still make electronic versions, the Telegraph reports, including Swintec in New Jersey.

sourced: Newsmax.com “She Said She Said” is a song written by John Lennon and released the 1966 album Revolver. Lennon described it as “an ‘acidy’ song” with lyrics inspired by actor Peter Fonda’s comments during an LSD trip in 1965 with members of The Beatles.…i’m bustedhaha: she said

Dear Marina,
Since you asked for it, here’s some more ah, humor.
In the movies a “rush” is a filmstrip (or video) of a scene, before they add background music, sound effects, CGI, or other enhancements. So, who brings the “rushes” to the director? “Why, it must be the Russians.”

In the Army mess, the KP staff would stage races between weevils they collected. They discovered that the smaller weevils ran faster. “Aha!” said the Mess Sergeant, “we must choose the lesser of two weevils.”

What is a Local Area Network in Australia? “It’s a LAN down under.”

How did we know the clock was hungry? Because it went back four seconds.

How does an upside-down poet write? He or she writes inverse.

What did Atilla say to all the Russian girls? “Just call me Hun, Hon.”
SeesixCM6

Scientists see scientists do. If computers can now identify a double entendre, therefore a triple entendre or quadruple entendre should be used to diplomatically push a risqué message.

I wonder if they can see a double voir too?

Scientists see scientists do. If computers can now identify a double entendre, therefore a triple entendre or quadruple entendre should be used to diplomatically push a risqué message.

I wonder if they can see a double voir too?

Alfred Hitchcock great to see him among a lesson! I loved the double meaning stuff. And keep up the good job! How is everybody? What’s up lately?

The Wisdom of Canines

1) The reason a dog has so many friends is that he wags his tail instead of his tongue. -Anonymous

2) Don’t accept your dog’s admiration as conclusive evidence that you are wonderful. -Ann Landers

3) If there are no dogs in Heaven, then when I die I want to go where they went. -Will Rogers

4) There is no psychiatrist in the world like a puppy licking your face. -Ben Williams

5) A dog is the only thing on earth that loves you more than he loves himself. -Josh Billings

6) We give dogs time we can spare, space we can spare and love we can spare. And in return, dogs give us their all. It’s the best deal man has ever made. -M. Acklam

7) Dogs love their friends and bite their enemies, quite unlike people, who are incapable of pure love and always have to mix love and hate. -Sigmund Freud

8) I wonder if other dogs think poodles are members of a weird religious cult. -Rita Rudner

9) A dog teaches a boy fidelity, perseverance, and to turn around three times before lying down. -Robert Benchley

10) Dogs need to sniff the ground; it’s how they keep abreast of current events. The ground is a giant dog newspaper, containing all kinds of late-breaking dog news items, which, if they are especially urgent, are often continued in the next yard. -Dave Barry

11) Anybody who doesn’t know what soap tastes like never washed a dog. -Franklin P. Jones

12) If your dog is fat, you aren’t getting enough exercise. -Unknown

13) My dog is worried about the economy because Alpo is up to $3.00 a can. That’s almost $21.00 in dog money. -Joe Weinstein

14) Ever consider what our dogs must think of us? I mean, here we come back from a grocery store with the most amazing haul — chicken, pork, half a cow. They must think we’re the greatest hunters on earth! -Anne Tyler

15) Women and cats will do as they please, and men and dogs should relax and get used to the idea. -Robert A. Heinlein

16) Outside of a dog, a book is man’s best friend. Inside of a dog, it’s too dark to read. -Groucho Marx

17) Speak softly and own a big, mean Doberman. -Dave Miliman

18) If you pick up a starving dog and make him prosperous, he will not bite you; that is the principal difference between a dog and a man. -Mark Twain

19) Dogs are not our whole life, but they make our lives whole. -Roger Caras

20) If you think dogs can’t count, try putting three dog biscuits in your pocket and then giving Fido only two of them. -Phil Pastoret

21) My goal in life is to be as good a person as my dog already thinks I am. — an OleHoss

Close Call

A Truck ran a red light, almost side swiping our car. As my husband veered away, he threw his arm across me, protecting me from a possible collision. I was ready to plant a big kiss on my hero’s cheek when he apologized. In his haste, he admitted, he had forgotten it was me in the front seat and not our black Labrador, Checkers.

Computa-holic 12-Step Program

1) I will have a cup of coffee in the morning and read my newspaper like I used to, before the Web.

2) I will eat breakfast with a knife and fork and not with one hand typing.

3) I will get dressed before noon.

4) I will make an attempt to clean the house, wash clothes, and plan dinner before even thinking of the Web.

5) I will sit down and write a letter to those unfortunate few friends and family that are Web-deprived.

6) I will call someone on the phone who I cannot contact via the Web.

7) I will read a book…if I still remember how.

8) I will listen to those around me and their needs and stop telling them to turn the TV down so I can hear the music on the Web.

9) I will not be tempted during TV commercials to check for email.

10) I will try and get out of the house at least once a week, if it is necessary or not.

11) I will remember that my bank is not forgiving if I forget to balance my checkbook because I was too busy on the Web.

12) Last, but not least, I will remember that I must go to bed sometime … and the Web will always be there tomorrow!

Work Memo

Business must follow numerous rules and regulations laid down by government agencies. So maybe we shouldn’t have been surprised by the memo from the county Department of Health Services.

“The month of August has been designated as Breast-Feeding Awareness Month,” it read. “It is a good time for employers to review their policies relative to breast-feeding employees.”

The Joke of The Day
One Liners Jokes :: #20973
By Inge from Free State South Africa

A skeleton once wanted to go to a party but then he realised he had NO-BODY to go wit

Life’s mathematics
Add your friends

Subtract your enemies

Multiply your joys

Divide your sorrows

and draw a circle with God as center

and love as radius

ANON

Flight Museum

At the Boeing Museum of Flight in Seattle, there is a full size mockup of an F/A-18 fighter. A ramp allows visitors to climb into the cockpit and get a sense of what the pilot sees and feels.

A guide at the top of the ramp points out the various controls and gauges in the cockpit and gives information about the aircraft’s capabilities to each visitor who gets in.

When my two-year-old son sat down in the plane, he seemed fascinated by all he saw and heard. Then, he looked out at us and said, “Gramma, could I have a quarter?”

The Bachelor’s Diet

Monday

Breakfast – Who can eat Breakfast on a Monday? Swallow some toothpaste while brushing your teeth. Lunch – Send your secretary out for six “gutbombers” – those little hamburgers that used to cost a dime but now cost sixty five cents. Also order French fries, a bowl of chili, a soft drink and have her stop on the way back for a family size bottle of Maalox. Afternoon Snack – Drink the Maalox. Dinner – Six pack of beer and Kentucky fried chicken three-piece Dinner, don’t eat the coleslaw.

Tuesday

Breakfast – Eat the coleslaw. Lunch – Go to the office vending machine and put ninety five cents in and close your eyes, push a button and eat whatever comes out swallowing it whole to prevent nausea. Dinner – Four tacos and a pitcher of Sangria at El Flasho’s.

Wednesday

Breakfast – Stomach couldn’t handle breakfast after a night at El Flasho’s. Lunch – Rolaids and a coke. Dinner – Drop in at a married friends house and beg for scraps.

Thursday Breakfast – Order out for pizza. Lunch – Your secretary is out sick, check Mondays gutbomber sack for leftovers. Dinner – Go to a bar. Ask the bartender for extra olives.

Friday

Breakfast – Eggs, sausage and an English muffin at McDonalds. Eat the Styrofoam plate and leave the food. It tastes better and it’s better for you. Lunch – Skip Lunch, Fridays are murder. Dinner – Steak, medium-rare, baked potato and asparagus. Don’t eat the asparagus, nobody really likes asparagus.

Saturday

Breakfast – Sleep through it. Lunch – Ditto. Dinner – Steak, well done, baked potato, and brussel sprouts. Don’t eat the Brussel Sprouts. Take them home and plant them in a hanging basket.

Sunday

Breakfast – Three Bloody Mary’s and a Twinkie. Lunch – Eat Lunch? And waste a good buzz? Dinner – Chicken noodle soup. Call home and ask about renting your old room.

Business Class

I’d been working on my business degree for about a year when I finally got to take a popular finance course. I went to the bookstore to buy the text and was shocked to find out that it would cost me $96. I asked how much it was worth if I sold it back at the end of the semester.

“You’ll get $24,” said the clerk.

“This is insane,” I protested as I wrote out the check.

“I know,” replied the clerk sympathetically. “I’ve always thought that a person who buys a book for $96 and then sells it back for $24 should fail the course.”

A Woman’s Poem

He didn’t like the casserole
And he didn’t like my cake.
My biscuits were too hard,
Not like his mother used to make.

I didn’t perk the coffee right
He didn’t like the stew.
I didn’t mend his socks,
The way his mother used to do.

I pondered for an answer
I was looking for a clue.
Then I turned around and smacked him,
Like his Mother used to do.

New phone app.

You know there is a lot of money to be made by developing a useful phone app.

With the fitness craze and everyone being weight conscious I put my brain cells to work on the project.

I want to announce the Newest phone app available for tracking progress in your fitness program. It is called the Personal Scale App. This is how it works. You program your I-phone or Droid with my new app. Place it on a hard surface like a tile floor and then stand on it. The phone will record your current weight and display it on the screen. My only problem is it only seems to work once.

“Two manuals and an electric.” That’s what she said. Damn! One of Marky’s machines.

Perhaps if you lost a few pounds…

The bachelor’s food retention rule:

1. Keep green food until it turns grey.
2. Keep gray food until it turns green.

So what’s wrong with that? One episode of Penn & Teller’s Bullshit! about breasts brought up business’ phobia about breast feeding; a Toys R Us customer recounted how she was approached by employees asking her to go elsewhere to breast feed. I wonder where these businesses thing their new customers are coming from?

Daily Comment Wierdness Report:

Oh, now we have another fine mess! I can’t edit any more. I can post, but if I try editing—even
within five minutes of posting— the Save Edit button, from it’s appearance, looks like it is working, however the edit is never saved; instead everything just comes to a halt. During the halt, I can go to another IE tab and everything works fine, so communication is OK. If I then click Cancel, it instantly cancels the edit, so DISQUS is not hung in the normal sense. As I am mistake prone, this is a major calamity, especially if I blow some HTML that screws up a whole post. Marina, please cancel any hot dates and fix this damned thing. If you are in the shower, just hop out and get to work; I won’t peek, I promise (which shows you how badly I want this fixed).

With regards to the problem with LeoNard’s troublesome comment having some lines overwriting others, I am stumped for now. The HTML looks good; in fact it is wierder than good—:
1) I don’t see any font tags that would explain how he is creating different sizes of font! So LeoNard, what are you doing to specify the font size? Whatever it is, it isn’t showing up in View Source.
2) The one comment 192281219 consists of two parts that are internally numbered as DISQUS messages 196856 and 196857, each appearing to be in the format of a single comment. Note that the latter two numbers are six-digit, whereas the former is a nine-digit number. I suppose it could be that this is normal and I simply don’t understand their scheme. At any rate, the two parts are somehow glued together and appear as one corrupted comment. I have not yet investigated to see if other’s comments are also made up of multiple parts.

Daily Comment Wierdness Report:

Oh, now we have another fine mess! I can’t edit any more. I can post, but if I try editing—even
within five minutes of posting— the Save Edit button, from it’s appearance, looks like it is working, however the edit is never saved; instead everything just comes to a halt. During the halt, I can go to another IE tab and everything works fine, so communication is OK. If I then click Cancel, it instantly cancels the edit, so DISQUS is not hung in the normal sense. As I am mistake prone, this is a major calamity, especially if I blow some HTML that screws up a whole post. Marina, please cancel any hot dates and fix this damned thing. If you are in the shower, just hop out and get to work; I won’t peek, I promise (which shows you how badly I want this fixed).

With regards to the problem with LeoNard’s troublesome comment having some lines overwriting others, I am stumped for now. The HTML looks good; in fact it is wierder than good—:
1) I don’t see any font tags that would explain how he is creating different sizes of font! So LeoNard, what are you doing to specify the font size? Whatever it is, it isn’t showing up in View Source.
2) The one comment 192281219 consists of two parts that are internally numbered as DISQUS messages 196856 and 196857, each appearing to be in the format of a single comment. Note that the latter two numbers are six-digit, whereas the former is a nine-digit number. I suppose it could be that this is normal and I simply don’t understand their scheme. At any rate, the two parts are somehow glued together and appear as one corrupted comment. I have not yet investigated to see if other’s comments are also made up of multiple parts.

Daily Comment Weirdness Report II

Secure Logins

There is a new process going on when signing in. In the past, one would
enter the name and password in the DISQUS Login or Register dialog box
that first pops up. That has been replaced by a Sign In with
Disqus button (which is it login or sign-in?). The latter calls
a secure (https) login page, so what you input is encrypted, just like
they do on banking sites. I guess it doesn’t hurt, I suppose we really
need the extra protection in case Al Qaida is trying to steal our login
poop by reading the data stream somewhere on the ‘Net. Now is that
something DISQUS turned on, or did M do it?

The Hunt for LeoNardness

I have made a start at examining DISQUS’ HTML. I am by no means an
expert, but I can see what they are doing. The blog is made up of an
unordered list, with each item of the list constituting a comment. Each
comment is comprised of: a citation (within which lies a span
tag followed by the user name)a division (within which lies the
text)
There are, of course as many list items containing user-name/texts as
there are comments in the blog. Now there is undoubtedly a whole lot of
complicated stuff later on, but I just wanted to know what the comments
looked like. It surprised me as you will see.

The Font Anomaly

The first thing I did was copy LeoNard’s HTML where the comment screwed
up into a Notepad file, naming it .html. When I looked at with IE, the
text was normal. WTF? Looking at the HTML, there were no tags for font
size! So how is L getting all those different sizes? I don’t know.
LeoNard, what are you typing in to change the font sizes?

The Missing Link Anomaly

In the That’s what she said blog, the second comment is from
LeoNard. He has two links in the comment. One would expect to find two
A tags in the HTML. but no, there are none! The comment ends with the
words, “AK-47 protection committee…”; the link is not there, nor are
the words that follow the link, “fitted like a glove,” nor the second
link. If you look at the blog comment it is there, but if you look at
the HTML behind it, it is not. If you think that they are able to pull
off making links work without the A tags somehow, my answer is look at
the first comment (also LeoNard’s) from the That’s what she
said” blog. That comment has three links, and every one of them is
present in the HTML where it belongs, just like expected. So what is
one to think when the A tags are missing from one comment and present
in another and they both work? Is View Source lying? Is it
magic? Hell if I know!

The Missing Name Anomaly

The first comment of the That’s what she said blog is by
Wetsuit5. If you look at the HTML, the first part of the comment should
be the citation with the user name in it. But the name is “Anonymous,”
and not “Wetsuit5.” His message appears correctly, so I know that
comment is his and is indeed not anonymous. If you look at all the
other comments, the user names are in there just as expected. So why is
that name wrong in the HTML, but appears OK in the blog? FYI, the first
comment in another blog has the user name correctly shown in the HTML,
so that’s not it.

I am going to keep looking for strange things like this in the HTML.
Maybe I can learn something, but I suspect I will just find more
questions.

The CPU Cycle-Stealing Anomaly

My niece’s PC is connected wirelessly to cable. It’s OK on most sites,
but stupid-slow on HFW. So I looked at Windows’ Task Manager
([Ctrl-Alt-Del] | Task Mangager | Processes) to see what was going on.
If I pull up a blog and the page has finished loading, the CPU usage
for IE periodically goes up to 50% at times when I am doing nothing,
not even moving the mouse! If I open three instances of HFW, well you
can figure out what 3 X 50% is, can’t you?; things slow waaaay down. If
I close all instances of HFW, usage goes to zero. If I pull up a page
that does not have DISQUS, such as Help, Request a Word or the forum,
it goes to zero. So I have to conclude that DISQUS is running something
in the background that is eating up CPU cycles, maybe to do that
real-time updating stuff. What a drag!

The moral of the story is that if you need to do anything that requires
CPU muscle, close down HFW while you do it. Further, if you are on
dial-up and you are using an internal modem, the CPU cyles are needed
to run the modem (which is why they only cost $9; an external modem has
it’s own built in CPU and so uses no cycles). Put this on top of all
the stuff that has to load on the HFW page, and you can see why things
are so slow. (Add on Carbonite or some other backup/archiving service
and things can only get worse.) Marina, maybe you could disable
real-time updating for a while and see if the CPU usage goes to zero.

That hits the spot! My brain thought something… @patrick: thanks for the typewriter song!

…any blackboard stories? …I can’t swim, must use surf board while boarding the train…

Entwistle also developed what he called a “typewriter” approach to playing the bass. It involved positioning the right hand over the strings so all four fingers could be used to tap percussively on the strings, causing them to strike the fretboard with a distinctive twangy sound. This gives the player the ability to play three or four strings at once, or to use several fingers on a single string. It allowed him to create passages that were very percussive and melodic. He used this approach to mimic the fills used by his drummers in band situations, sometimes sending the fills back at the drummers faster than the drummers themselves could play them. ~~~> http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Entwistle John Entwistle – Heaven and Hell ……………In keeping with regional cuLTure…Freeze Dried Meets Jerry Lewis – Typewriter (Song) Polka

Hello! I think that too! http://docs.disqus.com/help/19/ I wish to help…the type of my blood bleeds… the blood boils….ok…..lets make-up….

Did you write that poem?…pretty cool! people are poems… ..Many women go under the knife seeking perfection…hard biscuitshaha

do you garden?

…

A Good Night’s Sleep

Hunters and anglers naturally prefer to carry their own sleeping accommodations right along with them in the form of sleeping bags and tents, campers, or trailers. Sometimes, however, it becomes necessary to seek out commercial lodging, a circumstance that almost always proves to be traumatic. My experience, though, has been that hotel and motel managers greatly exaggerate their traumas. I can accept the screaming and swearing, but the weering is a bit much.
I recall the time Retch Sweeney, Clifford Gritts, and I flipped our raft over while steelheading on the Tushwallop River.We made it to shore with most of our gear, but the raft floated off down the river and we had to pursue it for nearly an hour before we caught up with it. Laughing as we leaped logs and plowed through brush, we had a great time, even though Clifford did get a nasty gash over one eye when a branch hit him. He tied a grungy old bandanna around his head to sop up the blood and keep it from getting in hid eye. One of my pant legs hooked on a knot and tore so badly above the knee that I just ripped it the rest of the way off. Retch Sweeney did s nose dive into the middle of what appeared to be a hog wallow, altough there were no pigs about. The mosquitoes and gnats had probably carried them off. Our faces were smeared with the remains of various bloodsucking insects we had slapped to death. Obviosly shaken by the viciousness of our assault on their legions, some of the smater insects took cover in our beards and hair, from which they fought a guerrilla war. Finally, we caught up with the raft, hauled it to shore, and floated the rest of the way down to where we had parked the car.
“Whew!” Retch gasped as we tied the raft onto the top of the car.”I must be getting old. These little fishing trips are startin’ to wear me out.”
“Gee, ” Clifford said. Maybe you better see a doctor. A little fishin’ shouldn’t tire a man.”
” Yeah, “I put in. “If something out of the ordinary had happened and we’d had some strenuous excercise, why, I could understand your being a bit tired. But, my gosh Retch, a simple little float trip down the river! Clifford’s right. You’d better see a doctor. ”
“Maybe I will, ” Retch said. “Maybe I will. ”
“And another thing, ” I said, “we’re not gonna spend the night out in the rain, not eith you dying and all. We’ll get a room at that resort hotel down the road—what was it called?”

” The Cutie Pooh Resort, ” Clifford said, trying to squeeze some guerrilas out of his beard.
Retch didn’t object, so we got in the car and drove back to the highway without experiencing difficulty, except for getting stuck in the muddy creek bed. Retch barely had enough strength lefy to lift the rear end of the car while Clifford stuck some rocks and logs under the tires. The only mishap occurred when the bumper slipped out of Retch’s hands and somehow popped all the buttons of his shirt, exposing the rather vulgar tattoo that had mysteriously appeared on his chest during a delightful evening we had spent in a South American seaport with a group of local literati, discussing the cultural influences on the literary works of Gabriel Garcia Marquez. Luckily, the inscription on the tattoo was in Spanish and could be understood only by persons fluent in that language. The one explaination we ever came up with for the appearace of the tattoo was that it resulted from the curse of a man who may havebeen an Indian witch doctor disguised as a German yourist. Retch might unintenyionally have offended the witch doctor by using him as a shield while we fought our way to the exit,the locals having taken exception to some of our critical assessments. Retch’s wife said she had some trouble swallowing that theory, but then she’d had no experience with witch doctos.

“That does it, ” I said to Retch when we got to the highway. ” You’re going to get a physical checkup first thing after this fishing trip. I can understand your letting a car slip out of your hands and dropping it, but not a compact, for gosh sakes. ”
“I know, I know!” Retch moaned. “I feel weak as a baby.”
We headed down the road toward the resort, but before we had gone far, we passed the Old Country Village Antique Shop.
“Stop the car!” shouted Clifford. “Did you see what I just saw? That Antique store had a moose-head mount in the window. I’ve got to have it for my den wall. ” He rushed in and bought the ratty old thing and stuffed it into the backseat with the dying Retch and the rest of our gear.

As the three of us trooped into the lobby of the Cutie Pooh Resort, I was struck by the somber quiet and sterile atmosphere of the place,. It seemed more like a rest home than a resort hotel, as it proclaimed itself to be. I might have been mistaken, but my impresion was that the guests in the lobby looked upon with a good deal of interest, peering up from from their bridge games and dominoes. I guess that is what is meant by a resort hotel—you have to resort to inane activities to stave off the boredom.
The reception desk was unattened. Clifford pounded the bell a few times. When that effort failed to produce a clerck,I shouted, “Anybody home here?” Still no responce. At that moment noticed the shiny black tips of two shoespretuding from a dhallow inset in a side wall. the wearer of the shoes apparently having flattened himself into the depression in an unsuccesful unsuccessful effort to conceal himself, for what purpose I could not imagine.
“Hey, you with the shiny shoes, ” Retch yelled. “How about a little service here?”

The desk clerck then emerged and confronted us with a shaky grin that scarcely made an indent on his overall expression of disdain.

“Yessss?” he said, peering at us over top of his spectacles.
“We’d like a room, ” I said, wincing as I leaned down for dome frenzied scratching of a few hundred mosquito bites on the extremity from which half my pant leg had been torn.
“Sorry, we’re all filled up.”
“Don’t give us that!” Clifford said, tweaking him on his carnation. “We have a dying man here and …”
At that moment Clifford began to emit absolutely horrible sounds, finally communicating through wild gestures that one of the guerrillas in his mustache had charged up a nostril with bayonet fixed.
“Quick!” I ordered Retch. “Slap him on the back of the head!”

Retch immediately obeyed and gave Clifford a clout that buckled his knees and sent the guerrilla hurtling out into space toward the startled clerk.
“Not with the steelhead!” I shouted at Retch, who was holding the tweleve-pounder by the tail in preperation for giving Clifford’s head another whack. “You’ll bruise its flesh!”

“I’d bruise Retch’s flesh if he wasn’t already terminally ill!” roared Clifford. Thet got into a little shoving match.

By now the other guests in the lobby had clustered yogether and retreated to a far coener. They Seemed rather a pitiful lot, and I wondered vaguely if they hadn’t possibly come to the resort for treament of a nervous condition.
“Please! Please, gentleman!” pleaded the desk clerk, who seemed to have the same nervous affliction as his guests.
“We don’t allow rowdy behavior!”

“That’s good, ” I replied, “because we have a seriously ill man here and he needs a good night’s rest and some peace and quite. If you have any rowdies show up, just give us a call and we’ll deal with him in short order. Speaking of short order, we’d like a little grub sent up to our room.”
“I told you, there is no… Oh, all right, we do have a room.” He scribbled the room rate on a card for me to sign.
I stared at the rate card in amazement. Then I realized the rate was merely the clerk’s little joke, a bit of absursity to put us at ease.
“Hey, you’re not so bad after all, ” I told him. “Thats the funniest thing I’ve seen all day, you pretending that we want to but the whole establishment instead of just renting us a room for the night. ”

The clerk focused his attention on Retch, as though becoming aware of him for the first time. “What on earth is that?” he asked, wrinkling up his nose, an expression that caused me to mistake the intent of his question.
“We think it’s pig, ” I replied. “It might possibly have been a bear wallow he fell into, but my general impression after speding an hour with him in a warm car is that it’s pig. What’s your guess?”

The clerk shuddered visibly. “I was refering not to the odor but to that rather ghastly tattoo on his chest.”
“Oh, ” I said, “That’s a real dilly of a tattoo, isn’t it? My sick friend here is the onlt person I know withan X-rated chest. You don’t read Spanish, I take it.”
“No.”

“Good.”
After handing the steelhead to the clerk and giving him instructions for it’s proper care as well as a few tips on how to remove fish scales from a dark suit, we hauled some of our dear in from the car and packed it into the elevator One of the other passengers in the elevator seemed a bit crabby and expressed his dissatisfaction with having to share an elevator with us and our gear. I apologized for the slight inconvenience and discomfort we might be causing him.
“The problem is, ” I explained, that if we all the air out of it for tonight, we waste a lot of good fishing time pumping the raft back up again in the morning. ”
“Bamf Phoof!” the man replied, apparemtly not satisfied with my explaination.
“Be careful with that moose head, ” I warned Clifford. “The horns are messing up the ladies hairdo.”
“Sorry , ma’am, ” Clifford said. “this is the first moose I ever shot, and I like to take it with me wherever I go. Guess I’m just sentimental. ”
We’d have left the raft and moose head in the car, but we didn’t want them to get stolen, ” I explained. “You can’t tell what kind of people you’ll find in one of these hotels.”
The man squeezed his head outout from behind the raft. “I can’t didisagree with that,” he snapped. From his tone, I judged that he himself had suffered at the hands of some disreputable types in hotels, but as he seemed on the verge of rupturing an important artery, I chose not pursue the subject with him.
The rest of the evening passed without incident, I’m happy to report. Oh, there was that business with the sheriff and his deputy, but it didn’t amount to much.

First of all, Clifford headed back to the car to bring in the rest of our gear. As I’ve often told him, he should pay more to where he is going. Clutching an armful of gear on his return, he glanced over his shoulder as he walked down the hall behing a lady guest. He later said he thought he had heard a noise behind him and expected Retch to be sneaking up to pull some stunt on him with the moose head, because that’s the sort of thing Retch thinks is amusing. As far as I know, the lady in the tight evening gown never gave a satisfactory rxplaination as the why she suddenly stopped and bent over, nut I gathered from later testimony that it had something to do with smoothing a wrinkle in her nylons. Now, I have been prodded with the butt end of a fishing rod on occasion and don’t think it is anything to raise a great fuss over. The lady, however, apparently found the experience new and exhilarating, because she emitted a shrill yelp and bounded into the air as though from a trampoline. Clifford, looking back over his shoulder at the time, had no idea he was even involved in the incident, much lessthe culprit. His first impression was that that he was being set upon by a crazy woman intent on flailing him to death with her purse. It is quite understandable, then , that he should attempt to hold her at bay, fencing style, with a section of fly rod.
Later that evening, Clifford and I were returning from reviving ourselves in the hotel bar when another minor incident occurred. We had just stepped out of the elevator when Clifford suddenly got the punchline of a joke I’d told him an hour before and burst out in a loud and unexpected guffaw. The couple ahead of us, dressed to the hilt in evening attire, didn’t even look back, but picked up their pace considerably. Just as they were passing a linen closet, a moose stuck it’s head out and said, “Pardon me, but can direct me to the nearest restroom?”

“dee, I thought it was you guys, ” Retch explained. “I heard Clifford laugh. ”

“It was a dumb stunt, ” I scolded. “That scream almost deafened me.”

“the lady took it pretty well, though, ” Retch said. “She probably has a sense of humor, which is more than I can say for her hubby.”

Naturally, both of these incidents were reported to the hotel manager. The clerk came and told us that we would have to leave the premises immediatly, but we refused on the grounds that we couldn’t possibly take a dying man out into the rain.

Retch was comtemplating whether he needed a shower, having had one the previous week, when the sheriff and his deputy arrived. They turned out to be good fellows, readily accepted our explainations of the two unfortunate incidents, and then joined us in our room to finish off a fifth of Old Thumbsucker and exchanged a few fishing yarns, both of them now being off duty. The Sheriff had a laugh like a bull, and I expexted the clerk to come pounding on the door at any instant to hush the lawman up, but not a peep was heard from that strange fellow the rest of the night. An Ensuing poker game lasted until three in the morning, at which point the sheriff and his deputy had cleaned us out. Every time the sheriff won a hand, which was on the rare occasions his deputy didn’t, he let go with a roar that must have caused the other hotel guests to levitate a foot out of their beds. We tried to get the deputy to wrestle Retch for his share of the winnings against our raft, but the deputy said he didn’t even want to touch, let alone wrestle, a manwho had a tattoo like Retch’s on his chest. The sheriff said he didn’t blame the deputy one bit, and furthermore, if Retch didn’t get some buttons on his shirt he’d arrest him for indecent exposure.
“What is that, anyway?” the sheriff asked, wrinkling up his face.

“Just a little Spanish epigram, ” I said.
“Huh, ” the sheriff said. “I coulda swore it was pig.”

When we awoke at six, Retch Sweeney seemed like his old self again, and demostrated his fitness for us by doing a hundred pushups. “You wanta see me do a hundred with my other arm?” he asked, but Clifford and I were convinced that our friend had recovered from his infirmity, both of us remarking with some amazement upon the healing effects of a night of undisturbed sleep in tranquil surroundings.

The manager and the clerk were at the checkout desk as we prepared to depart the premises. They were unshaven and rumled and appeared to have put in a misweable, although neither of them volunteered to inform us about the harrowing experience that has reduced them to this pitiful state. Both of them wore terrible smiles, made all the awful by their uncontrolled quivering of their lips.

“It’s none of our business, ” I told them, “But if you fellows are in any sort of trouble we might be able to help you out. If somebody’s giving you a rough time…”
No! No! squeaked the manager. “Everything is fine. Just check out and be on your way. Very nice having you gentleman as guests.”
“Well, I’ll tell you, z” I said, “We’ve a bit of a problem.

You see we got in a poker game with the sheriff and his deputy and they won all our money. About all we can do is give you our raft here and this fine moose head to boot.
They’re worth a few hundred bucks.”

I couldn’t think of taking your raft, ” the manager said, “nor your moose head either. We will just forget the bill. Your visit is on the house, what’s left of it.”

“That’s mighty decent of you, ” Clifford said. “But we still got a problem. We’re gonna be down here fishin’ for a couple more days. We got a tent to sleep in, but do you suppose you could us a twenty for eating money?”
“Gentlemen, ” said the manager, we’d be delighted to loan you a twenty for eating money, if it will hasten you on your way.”
Well, as I like to say, you can’t judge a book by it’s cover and the same goes for hotels. That manager and his clerk revealed themselves to be real folks after all. And I told them so. I said if any three of us was ever in the area on vacation we’d make a point of staying at their hotel. The manager was so taken aback by this sincere expression of appreciation and sentiment that he appeared on the verge of dropping into a dead faint.

Ad we were walking to our car, a busload of new duests arrived. Retch dave the passengers a friendly wave, causing his buttonless shirt to flare open. It created such an uproar on the bus, many of the passengers shouting vehemently at the driver. The bus screeched out of the parking lot and hesded back down the highway, leaving us standing in a cloud of diesel fumes. While I was scratching my head and trying to guess the reason for such peculiar conduct, II happened to notice a banner strung across the portal of the hotrl. It said: Cutie Pooh Resort Welcomes the State’s High School Spanish Teachers.

Do you like the new block-quotes?
I don’t know if they are as much fun as the old ones.
Although this…
http://www.hotforwords.com/2007/06/15/abracadabra-magic-trick/#comment-102990141
is pretty interesting… it looks like you are looking down at a pyramid from the sky?

the hunt 4 LeOnaRDness… http://status.disqus.com/

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A Quick Respite (a good nights sleep)

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The link is interesting, but I still don’t know what you are doing to alter font size; I can’t see anything in the HTML.

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The big and super script tags are evidently stripped out of the HTML by DISQUS as it appears in View Source, yet somehow they still do the job. I’ve got no explanation of why that would be. At any rate, IE can’t handle it sometimes.

That pix of Doolittle and LeMay was one they used in the TV show, Secrets of World War II, The Amazing Colonel Doolittle.” It appeared at the very end. BTW, they identified LeMay as Curtis B. instead of Curtis E., for which I sent an E-mail to the new owners of the company that produced it. Fat lot of good that will do.

Chalkboard: A good Philologist always keeps abreast of new words. That’s what he said. Nice thing about Polka is, you can do it anywhere you want. That’s what they said. Wow, John E. had good training trying to keep with Kieth Moon. John also seems to be the most behaved. Here little pussy. That’s what Pat said.

When people in Washington start creating fancy new phrases, instead of using plain English, you know they are doing something they don’t want us to understand.

It was an act of war when we started bombing Libya. But the administration chose to call it “kinetic military action.” When the Federal Reserve System started

creating hundreds of billions of dollars out of thin air, they called it “quantitative easing” of the money supply.
Origin of the word Gobbledygook

When that didn’t work, they created more money and called it “quantitative easing 2″ or “QE2,” instead of saying: “We are going to print more dollars– and hope it works this time.” But there is already plenty of money sitting around idle in banks and businesses.

by
Fed Up with the Fed?

by Thomas Sowell

05/03/2011….

the teacher day is hot like…that’s what she said!!!

…the cream in the jeans…

Wow! what happened there? A little musical chair, I seen the poem A Good Night sleep, very cool, very nicely done Ace! I got lost there in that little bit of a mixup for me, here I thought I was still on the new lessons, here I went back in time, thinking I was still on the new lessons, I thought Cha Cha was back, and Venom Rock had put away the stick and puck for a little bit, and made some time to come back! I hope all is well my friend Venom! Don’t quit or lose faith no matter what, please don’t leave me my friend, so good hearing from you gravityboy, or uh James Sharp, don’t remain such a stranger, like to many have seemed to very much as of late.

Here to you James, and especially VenomRock stay, or if not don’t leave a good friend behind, and few poems for you and all.

DON’T QUIT

When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
When the road you’re trudging seems all uphill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high,
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit;
Rest if you must, but don’t you quit.

Life is queer with its twists and turns,
As every one of us sometimes learns,
And many a failure turns about
When he might have won had he stuck it out.
Don’t give up though the pace seems slow;
You may succeed with another blow.

Often the goal is nearer than
It seems to a faint and faltering man;
Often the struggler has given up
When he might have captured the victor’s cup;
And he learned too late when the night slipped down,
How close he was to the golden crown.

Success is failure turned inside out,
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems afar;
So stick to the fight when you’re hardest hit,
Its when things seem worst that you mustn’t quit.

GOOD TIMBER

The tree that never had to fight
For sun and sky and air and light,
That stood out in the open plain,
And always got its share of rain,
Never became a forest king,
But lived and died a scrubby thing.
The man who never had to toil,
Who never had to win his share,
Of sun and sky and light and air,
Never became a Manly man,
But lived and died as he began.
Good timber does not grow in ease;
The stronger wind, the tougher trees.
The farther sky, the greater length;
The more the storm, the more the strength;
By sun and cold, by rain and snows,
In tree or man good timber grows.
Where thickest stands the forest growth,
We find the patriarchs of both,
And they hold converse with the stars
Whose broken branches show the scar
Of many winds and much of strife;
This is the common law of life.

Well how you all doing, what’s up, I hope you like and enjoy, and treasure me a part of your life in some way, and to this strongest never see the end of day!

This is Neo Out! Peace!

What? most-wanted-terrorist-osama-bin-laden dies.

Hulk In Real Life?
2008/january/tiger-didnt-go-crazy-tiger-went-tiger?
the-20-worst-car-fails
the-20-awesomest-drunk-animals
the-20-funniest-fortune-cookie-fortunes
unusual-and-incredible-surreal-artworks
north-america/thors-well-a-gate-to-the-undersea
images-that-will-blow-your-mind
8-controversial-album-covers
10-most-amazing-buildings-in-the-world
Funniest Animal Pics

Temperature

A CEO-type was in the hospital, being treated for a minor deal. For a week he’d made a complete nuisance of himself, irritating all the staff, shouting orders and demanding attention, complaining about the food, the bed, the temperature, the weather. Typical big shot.

One morning a nurse’s helper entered the room, saying, “Time to take your temperature, sir.”

After growling that she was disturbing his nap, the guy finally opened his mouth for the thermometer.

“Sorry, sir,” said the nurse, “but for this test we need your temperature from the other end.”

After bitching about the embarrassment and inconvenience, the guy finally rolled over and bared his butt. After the nurse finished, she said, “Stay exactly like that and don’t move. I’ll be back in five minutes to check up on you.”

The nurse left, leaving the door ajar. The guy’s back is to the door, and for over an hour, he hears people wandering up and down the hall, laughing. At length the guy’s doctor entered the room, saw the guy with his bare butt in the air and gawked. Finally, he asks, “What’s going on here?”

The guy barks, “Haven’t you ever seen someone having their temperature taken?”

“Not with a daffodil.”

Banking Error…

A true story out of San Francisco…

A man, wanting to rob a downtown Bank of America, walked into the branch & wrote “this iz a stikkup. Put all your muny in this bag.”

While standing in line, waiting to give his note to the teller, he began to worry that someone had seen him write the note and might call the police before he reached the teller’s window. So he left the Bank of America and crossed the street to Wells Fargo.

After waiting a few minutes in line, he handed his note to the Wells Fargo teller. She read it and surmising from his spelling errors that he wasn’t the brightest light in the harbor, told him that she could not accept his stickup note because it was written on a Bank of America deposit slip and that he would either have to fill out a Wells Fargo deposit slip or go back to Bank of America.

Looking somewhat defeated, the man said, “OK” and left. He was arrested a few minutes later, as he was waiting in line back at Bank of America.

What Men Call their Women

What’s in a name? Apparently, a lot more than you (or I) ever thought there was. Here’s what his pet name for you really means…..

Darling — Depends on how he says it. If he stresses the first syllable, then he’s probably done something wrong or wants money.

Dear — Probably a leftover from his parents. Expect him to wear woolly cardigans, smoke a pipe and prefer a mug of Ovaltine to lager.

Sweetheart — If it’s said patronizingly, it’s not so sweet. But when uttered in earnest, it may send your own sweet heart aflutter.

Babe — Not to be confused with the film of the same name. Check for flares or signs that he’s a 70s throwback. He’s a bit of a medallion man. Chances are he’s got his initials on his chunky ring. Leave immediately if he tries to sell you a second-hand car.

Baby doll — This type of man will probably require you to wear transparent frilly nighties even in the dead of winter. He doesn’t want you to grow up, and obviously can’t deal with real women.

Princess — Never trust a man who calls you princess. You may think you’re being treated like royalty, but beware of Prince Charmings – they may be secretly plotting your over- throw.

Sexy — Fine if you’re sexy. If you’re not, who cares? He probably thinks you are anyway!!

My girlfriend — He’s honest, open and probably glad to have you around. The next thing you know he’ll be using your name!

The wife — If you’re married then he probably thinks he owns you. If you’re not, he probably thinks you act like his wife, in which case, he thinks he owns you.

My other half — You complete the set – he’s only half a man without you. But it may make you feel as though you are losing your identity somewhere.

The missus — See The Wife.

My partner — He’s right on. Probably likes eating tofu and hugging trees.

My significant other — He’s even more right on. Probably thinks it’s cruel to eat tofu and that trees need their own space.

She who must be obeyed — He thinks you’re a nag, but probably doesn’t lift a finger around the house.

Hearing Problems?

A man told his doctor, “I don’t think my wife’s hearing is as good as it used to be. What should I do?”

The doctor replied, “Try this test first. When your wife is at the sink doing dishes, stand fifteen feet behind her and ask her a question. If she doesn’t respond, keep moving closer, asking the same question until she hears you.”

He went home and saw his wife preparing dinner. Standing fifteen feet behind her, he said, “What’s for dinner, honey?”

Hearing no reply, he moved up to ten feet behind her and repeated the question.

Still no reply, so he moved to five feet. Still no answer.

Finally he stood directly behind her and said, “Honey, what’s for dinner tonight?”

“FOR THE FOURTH TIME, I SAID CHICKEN, You’d better get your hearing checked!”

At school one morning the teacher asked little Johnny what he had for breakfast. Little Johnny said, well, on my way to school I come cross this Apple tree, so I climbed up there and started eating apples. I guess I eat about six, said little Johnny. No, said the teacher, it’s ate! Little Johnny said well it could’ve been eight I don’t remember.

DO NOT BE A TALEBEARER
MY MOTHER ALWAYS TOLD ME NOT TO GOSSIP OR LISTEN TO IT. SHE USED AN OLD SAYING THAT, “A DOG WHO WILL TAKE A BONE, WILL CARRY A BONE.”

Hello LeoNaRD, how it being? Very good seeing and getting a very cool and one of a kind LeoNaRd style post, which means the most to me! Funeral March of a Marionette very cool, how about a Graveyard Symphony
The dead man is walking and he is or is it “It’s Alive!”
Did that seem to fit Like A Glove
Do you like Slinkies?
AHHH NO ONE WANTS TO PLAY WITH ME!!!
Well I say Come Out And Play
( Some body stop meee )
But I Don’t Wanna Stop
Breasts and Milk will do a body good!
People are poems, very well stated indeed! I create, and have you, my best friends first, then everyone else, you can be with me or against me, or in the middle, sway back and forth, but has beauty really become the beast?
Stay Hungry my friend!
Watch out for The Beast
But What You Don’t Know (Sure Can Hurt You)
You know that you You Can’t Stop Rock & Roll
Are we just a Sign Of The Times
And The Garden
Garden of Eden
But being real now, I do a little bit of gardening, I mostly plant flowers, and started a strawberry patch, but the damn birds ate most of them anyway, I used a fake owl, rattle snake, nothing seemed to work to preserve my fruits of labor!, I used to plant tomatoes, onions, peppers, but I don’t get to much into it that much. I enjoy a little bit here and there. Grow, multiply, and be plentiful, that I think can pertain to anything in life, not just human births, which I have nothing against, I’m just saying look to everything to have some kind of life and growth, within reason of course. A Horse Of Course
how about a Rubber Biscuits
See you later, Neo out! Peace!

Hello LeoNaRD, how it being? Very good seeing and getting a very cool and one of a kind LeoNaRd style post, which means the most to me! Funeral March of a Marionette very cool, how about a Graveyard Symphony
The dead man is walking and he is or is it “It’s Alive!”
Did that seem to fit Like A Glove
Do you like Slinkies?
AHHH NO ONE WANTS TO PLAY WITH ME!!!
Well I say Come Out And Play
( Some body stop meee )
But I Don’t Wanna Stop
Breasts and Milk will do a body good!
People are poems, very well stated indeed! I create, and have you, my best friends first, then everyone else, you can be with me or against me, or in the middle, sway back and forth, but has beauty really become the beast?
Stay Hungry my friend!
Watch out for The Beast
But What You Don’t Know (Sure Can Hurt You)
You know that you You Can’t Stop Rock & Roll
Are we just a Sign Of The Times
And The Garden
Garden of Eden
But being real now, I do a little bit of gardening, I mostly plant flowers, and started a strawberry patch, but the damn birds ate most of them anyway, I used a fake owl, rattle snake, nothing seemed to work to preserve my fruits of labor!, I used to plant tomatoes, onions, peppers, but I don’t get to much into it that much. I enjoy a little bit here and there. Grow, multiply, and be plentiful, that I think can pertain to anything in life, not just human births, which I have nothing against, I’m just saying look to everything to have some kind of life and growth, within reason of course. A Horse Of Course
how about a Rubber Biscuits
See you later, Neo out! Peace!

Hello good to hear from you Camp. I at least started a spark, that I hope catches on. Trying to keep the joke and many things alive, never want to see them fade and just die! To this I never will allow, for myself be true, and true to all of you! Peace!

That Ozzy guy is bold!~~~ Lost in the garden of the grave yard…raising rabbits?

Awesome!

The thought of that movie from 1931 …Frankenstein (1910) – Full Movie ….I was going for that talking mule Francis, but this a cooler…Strictly Personal (1/2): U.S. Women’s Army Corps Training Film – Hygiene, Grooming, Health (1963) …stay young and learn to roll with the hot4words…haHA….this’ll fitdraft the……

Pero ¡no nos ha dicho lo que dijo el tat­ú !

¿Vulnerant omnes, ultima necat tal vez?

Oh boy, do I need the Big Book and a meeting. Maybe then I can get rid of the Kleenex boxes I’ve been wearing as slippers and open the shades.

DS cblack lol**

2rsh

Eµ

That’s what she cried..

Cow On The Tracks

A passenger train is creeping along, slowly. Finally it creaks to a halt. A passenger sees a conductor walking by outside.

“What’s going on?” she yells out the window.

“Cow on the track!” replies the conductor.

Ten minutes later, the train resumes its slow pace.

Within five minutes, however, it stops again.

The woman sees the same conductor walk again.

She leans out the window and yells, “What happened? Did we catch up with the cow again?”

Cow On The Tracks

A passenger train is creeping along, slowly. Finally it creaks to a halt. A passenger sees a conductor walking by outside.

“What’s going on?” she yells out the window.

“Cow on the track!” replies the conductor.

Ten minutes later, the train resumes its slow pace.

Within five minutes, however, it stops again.

The woman sees the same conductor walk again.

She leans out the window and yells, “What happened? Did we catch up with the cow again?”

Drunk Man Ordering Beer

A man walks into the front door of a bar. He is obviously drunk. he staggers up to the bar, seats himself on a stool, and with a belch, asks the bartender for a drink.

The bartender politely informs the man that it appears that he has already had plenty to drink–he could not be served additional liquor at this bar but could get a cab called for him.

The drunk is briefly surprised then softly scoffs, grumbles, climbs down off the bar stool, and staggers out the front door.

A few minutes later, the same drunk stumbles in the side door of the bar. He wobbles up to the bar and hollers for a drink. The bartender comes over, and still politely–but more firmly refuses service to the man due to his inebriation. Again, the bartender offers to call a cab for him.

The drunk looks at the bartender for a moment angrily, curses, and shows himself out the side door, all the while grumbling and shaking his head.

A few minutes later, the same drunk bursts in through the back door of the bar. He plops himself up on a bar stool, gathers his wits, and belligerently orders a drink.

The bartender comes over and emphatically reminds the man that he is clearly drunk, will be served no drinks, and either a cab or the police will be called immediately.

The surprised drunk looks at the bartender and in hopeless anguish, cries “Man! How many bars do you work at?”

Drunk Man Ordering Beer

A man walks into the front door of a bar. He is obviously drunk. he staggers up to the bar, seats himself on a stool, and with a belch, asks the bartender for a drink.

The bartender politely informs the man that it appears that he has already had plenty to drink–he could not be served additional liquor at this bar but could get a cab called for him.

The drunk is briefly surprised then softly scoffs, grumbles, climbs down off the bar stool, and staggers out the front door.

A few minutes later, the same drunk stumbles in the side door of the bar. He wobbles up to the bar and hollers for a drink. The bartender comes over, and still politely–but more firmly refuses service to the man due to his inebriation. Again, the bartender offers to call a cab for him.

The drunk looks at the bartender for a moment angrily, curses, and shows himself out the side door, all the while grumbling and shaking his head.

A few minutes later, the same drunk bursts in through the back door of the bar. He plops himself up on a bar stool, gathers his wits, and belligerently orders a drink.

The bartender comes over and emphatically reminds the man that he is clearly drunk, will be served no drinks, and either a cab or the police will be called immediately.

The surprised drunk looks at the bartender and in hopeless anguish, cries “Man! How many bars do you work at?”

A Pleased Psychic

I am not a believer in seances, but I went to one just to see what they are like. The psychic was doing his thing and grinning from ear to ear. I assumed his merriment was due to the fact that he was fooling a gullible public and gave him a poke in the nose. You can probably guess the rest.

I was arrested for striking a happy medium.

A Pleased Psychic

I am not a believer in seances, but I went to one just to see what they are like. The psychic was doing his thing and grinning from ear to ear. I assumed his merriment was due to the fact that he was fooling a gullible public and gave him a poke in the nose. You can probably guess the rest.

I was arrested for striking a happy medium.

Tech-Support Logic

One of the company’s finest technicans was drafted and sent to boot camp. At the rifle range, he was given some instruction, a rifle, and bullets. He fired several shots at the target. The report came from the target area that all attempts had completely missed the target.

The technician looked at his rifle, and then at the target. He looked at the rifle again, and then at the target again. He put his finger over the end of the rifle barrel and squeezed the trigger with his other hand. The end of his finger was blown off, whereupon he yelled toward the target area, “It’s leaving here just fine, the trouble must be at your end!”

Work Joke

Mr. Trent always scheduled the weekly staff meeting for four thirty on Friday afternoons. When one of the employees finally got up the nerve to ask why, he explained. “I will tell you why … I’ve leaned that’s the only time of the week when none of you seem to want to argue with me.”

Be Happy always!
In Life……….

Shortcomings, Loss & Setbacks are INEVITABLE….

Some cool stuff, I always loved Frankenstein , and many different, horror/ sci-fi stuff, action and adventure a must, comedy, is a great thing for what ales ya! Light stunning bright through the dark, yes! Very cool stuff LeoN! A very good Marina lesson.Talking animals, some of the most beautiful picture of flowers I have ever seen!, that was cool and weird, the old fingers coming out of the eye trick! Here is a rock anthem, and rock’n'roll, and metal as a chaser!
Rock & Roll All Nite
And yeah I Love It Loud
Metal Is Forever!
The Book Of Heavy Metal
And I will be Last Man Standing
Any Means Necessary
Bye Bye Beautiful
Wish I Had An Angel
Die For Metal
Kings Of Metal
Brothers of Metal
The Gods Made Heavy Metal???
Are You Metal???
Heavt Metal!!!
And before I go I will hail to the proud and true, and call and give tribute to the Metal Gods
Let’s all Raise Some Hell!!!
This place needs a major kick in the ass, with a Resurrection
Bruce Dickinson Amazing Screams
And most of all you LeoNaRD, VenomRock, Camp, and all hear at Hot For Words, I wish you all the luck, love, peace, and friendship to all be yours, all the very best for ya!! Neo Out! Peace!

Yo! Yo! Yo! There Camp, thank you so very much for stopping by, such a sight for sore eyes, and very great treasure or prize! Hope to see and catch you soon and that goes for everyone that belongs to this website/classroom, Hotwords, in any way, shape or form, Now look out there is a Heavy Metal Storm Coming! Let get this site, abright, alight, anew, give it all you got, join with me, and scream your lungs out, and bang your head till you can’t no longer! And express, and communicate, and find some time to show and express your gratitude, and love and caring that we all have, or should have! Shout! Shout! Let It All Out! I the best way possible. Lets get this Pit a real fast and furious skull spliting feast, and beast without measure, and friendship without treasure, join with me! Together we stand tall, devided we fall. WE CAN’T ALLOW THIS TO HAPPEN, OR FAIL, TO ALL OF YOU DON’T LET ME DOWN, IF WE JUST TRY A LITTLE HARDER WE CAN REACH THE HIGHEST OF HEAVENS, AND GET THAT GLORIOUS AND SO RIGHTFULLY DESERVED GOLDEN CROWN!!!
Rock You To Hell
Black Metal!!!
Raise The Dead
Back from the grave
Crowned In Terror
Under The Whip
“Come to the Sabbath
Eye Of The Witch
“Give Me Your Soul”

Well I hope everything is cool and well! This is a call to arms, for all of us to reunited, and be like we once was! May the good times reign, Neo! Out! Peace! This is a Revolution Calling!!!
Speak
Operation: Mindcrime
The Hands
Empire
Best I Can
Silent Lucidity Just to leave on a mellow tone, and to everlasting life and love!!!

Hello Evan it has been way to long my friend, but glad to see and hear from you anyway, is that Spanish, It doesn’t seem to want to translate into something that I can make any sense of, you must have brought it up I’m guessing about the Spanish tattoo, if I’m not mistaken! Stay cool, and hope to hear from you again soon! Neo! Gone! Peace!

Well Neuroway you as well much to long hearing from ya! The last time was long ago, and I hope we can join, and make this more of a group, communicating, and speaking amongst ourselves, and always remain friends. That is my goal, and most important goal, And I mean it, with all my mind, heart, spirit, and soul!!! Cool and never fool or misunderstand my real and true intentions, what I’m all about, the real, true me, if only you and others would take the time to see! So long for now from the real me! You better believe it! It is the ultimate fact, and that ain’t no flak, Jack! Later, on the other side, I hope you and others will stay, and come along for the ride, let light and truthfulness be our only guide! I don’t just say this , to hear myself, or to lie, no way! Myself and my friends, and everyone I will in reality never betray, within reason of course! Let peace and love reign forever! I tried to translate your comment, by the way Evan and Neuroway thank you for taking the time to reply to me! Very much appreciated. I tried translating what your statement meant or said, but the only thing it claim you were using Italian, that is what the translator said, others would even try to translate it at all. I tried many different kinds, and done a lot of searching believe me, and that is all that it said, nothing more. Is it into or leaning towards aduult content, or are these translaters just not good enough, or advanced enough to translate, I thought at the very first time I seen these posts, and because there was a on going thing about a Spanish tattoo, that I was thinking both were Spanish, and didn’t have a clue to as what they mean, That is why I search under Spanish first, and the only translator that had a single bit of info, it translated what the term was only in origin, according to them any way. And it was Italian, nothing more, well I better end this before I get to carried away, but I’m here to stay!. And it is complete yours, and everyone else’s if they want to do it alone, or together! I prefer together. Okay enough for now Neo! Out! Peace!

Is anyone else having a hard time editing?

I wonder where M is? I hope she brings her tool kit.

Yeaaaaay! My sound works! The niece had the nephew re-image her PC, and evidently the sound driver got wiped. After trying several which didn’t work, I got the one from Dell that did. Now I can clearly hear the deafening silence of M’s reply to my plea to fix the edit function.

Rats! I clicked on those pix of M wearing a bikini and tried DISQUS’ rotate funtion. Most rotate functions allow continuous rotation, but this one is left or right 90° only. I was hoping I could get her (insert your favorite body part here) to fall out, but no such luck!

Here’s one for you, Neo:

A couple was getting undressed on their wedding night. The bride looks at the bridegroom, see that his toes are curled up and asks, “What’s wrong with your toes? He answers, “When I was a kid, I had tolio.” “You mean polio?” “No, tolio; it just affects the toes.” She looks up farther and sees that his knees are gnarled. “What’s wrong with your knees?” “Oh, when I was a kid, I had kneezles.” “You mean measles?” “No, kneezles; it only affects the knees?” She looks up farther and says, “Don’t tell me! When you were a kid, you had smallcox.”

Well I tried again, and I think you are saying from the best I can see is they didn’t say what was written on the tattoo? That is all I can find! Now for Neuroway it just says it’s Italian, and the mean, or the English translation, yields no readable or understandable , any thing to even give me a clue as to what he said! Other than that,why are the darn Language translator not work any better than that, I has really translated with much success at all! Well thank you Evan! Peace!

Daily Comment Weirdness Report
A new feature has risen out of hell for us—now we can trash people’s lives just by typing in a comment an at sign followed by a user name. You will note the instruction on a yellow background now is superimposed over the comment dialog box. This makes the dialog box practically unusable, because the input quickly goes behind the yellow and becomes invisible. I believe this is due to or is aided by the fact that the bar containing the Post button also does about the same thing. When the two work in concert, only about two lines of type can be entered and seen normally. If your comment exceeds that, then you are better off typing it in Notepad (or some other word processor) and then cutting and pasting the finished text into the dialog box. That is what I am doing now to enter this. Otherwise it would be hopeless unless one is able to retain in the mind every keystroke made as one type’s in the blind.
It also causes the character echo of one’s typing to be delayed by a quarter to a whole second, depending on conditions; one must type very slowly in order for the keying to not overrun the display. (This is exactly what used to happen with Teletype machines due to the latency of the mechanical mechanism. After a while one learned to type one character behind in order that the sound of the printer be in synch with one’s fingers, else it was very disturbing.)
Couldn’t they simply have placed the instruction just outside the box? Is this feature something you opted for, Marina, or did DISQUS do it on their own? I would vote to eliminate this feature to keep things from going from semi-bad to completely FUBAR. Is it possible to get this feature disabled, at least until it can be fixed so it doesn’t ruin the dialog box? Meanwhile Notepad is going to get a workout.
I have seen another anomaly that may be related. After much frustration trying to type directly into the dialog box, I proceeded with the cut and paste method. The when I clicked Post and signed in, instead of posting the comment, the comment evaporated as though I had never entered it. I got the “Please wait” msg and never saw “Type your comment here”; refressing did not fix it, so I had to reload HFW to get to the point where I could paste this. Is this a repeatable problem or was it a fluke? I will have to report back on this later. (I can’t edit in the report, because I suspect the edit problem still exists.

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Daily Comment Weirdness Report
A new feature has risen out of hell for us—now we can trash people’s lives just by typing in a comment an at sign followed by a user name. You will note the instruction on a yellow background now is superimposed over the comment dialog box. This makes the dialog box practically unusable, because the input quickly goes behind the yellow and becomes invisible. I believe this is due to or is aided by the fact that the bar containing the Post button also does about the same thing. When the two work in concert, only about two lines of type can be entered and seen normally. If your comment exceeds that, then you are better off typing it in Notepad (or some other word processor) and then cutting and pasting the finished text into the dialog box. That is what I am doing now to enter this. Otherwise it would be hopeless unless one is able to retain in the mind every keystroke made as one type’s in the blind.
It also causes the character echo of one’s typing to be delayed by a quarter to a whole second, depending on conditions; one must type very slowly in order for the keying to not overrun the display. (This is exactly what used to happen with Teletype machines due to the latency of the mechanical mechanism. After a while one learned to type one character behind in order that the sound of the printer be in synch with one’s fingers, else it was very disturbing.)
Couldn’t they simply have placed the instruction just outside the box? Is this feature something you opted for, Marina, or did DISQUS do it on their own? I would vote to eliminate this feature to keep things from going from semi-bad to completely FUBAR. Is it possible to get this feature disabled, at least until it can be fixed so it doesn’t ruin the dialog box? Meanwhile Notepad is going to get a workout.
I have seen another anomaly that may be related. After much frustration trying to type directly into the dialog box, I proceeded with the cut and paste method. The when I clicked Post and signed in, instead of posting the comment, the comment evaporated as though I had never entered it. I got the “Please wait” msg and never saw “Type your comment here”; refressing did not fix it, so I had to reload HFW to get to the point where I could paste this. Is this a repeatable problem or was it a fluke? I will have to report back on this later. (I can’t edit in the report, because I suspect the edit problem still exists.

Dude I can’t find any kind of readable or understandable translation of what you are saying, I looked for hours on many different language translator, and nothing of value, or for me to make any kind of sense of, I think I might have figured out some what of what he was trying to say in Spanish I think, the reason this doesn’t say what the obscene tattoo is, because it is catering more to younger, and a very wide range of readers, So the PG, or concealment of reveling it, just would good well at all, with the type of fan base, this is geared to, So most anyone can read and enjoy, and walk the very thin line, trying not to offend, or piss off your majority of your support, the people to make it a success, I was wondering what it meant or said myself, but it had to block that due to the Pg, Family, toned and censored down a bit, to keep, and make there fan base grow and prosper! All well I guess those are just the brakes. Did you , or Evan, or anyone else like this story at all, did you find it humourious, or funny at all! I’m asking and curious, because here sometime I got many more I could share with you all, if not , then I would rather not slave over my keyboard, until my fingers go all numb, and worn down to stubs, for nothing, or nobody, cares, likes, values, or entertains in any type of way. This I really do need to know, help a brother out. Can we please come back to English, I know you can speak, and type it. It would make my life so much easier and simpler if people come out and say yes or no, to this, or any other postings, if I get the thumbs down, no one likes, or cares at all, then why even try or bother, I see most of my posts, have gone unheeded, or nothing to bare, with very few exspectations. I got jokes, weird, bizarre, many different kinds of stories articles, photos, videos and the like.And like I said, if these or any of my stuff, or what I have to say, or are valued, my worth, as a friend, or classmate, do you want to hear it, or should I kill the noise, and just move on, if people are not liking, or caring for anything from me anymore, then i see no reason, or purpose to keep doing so, if this is anywhere near truth!. I need to get some more of you into this, or give me the bad, and very hurtful news, I not wanted, cared for, or loved, or respected by anyone, in some form of good light! Well whatever I tried my best for you all. Now it’s time for the Piped Piper to see if he can get the people to follow him through the streets. We can all be friends and get along? No/ Yes? Maybe! At least like something I do or post, it would very much be appreciated to know how I and everyone stands one this. And let me try Hey there @LeoNaRD and @impaler112 or @ venomrock please come on back, I at least would like to know what is up, and if your happy, or it is things you choose to do rather than this, then I’m really glad your happy, and are enjoying your lives, but please don’t cut me out and leave me behind without a trace, a way to always stay connected, and be friends, and communicating, ans share all the gifts of friendship, which we should give, and receive, and honor, and cherish this above all else. Open up, and give a brother or sister, there just comments, and rightful way to talk, and stay in contact with friends, I see nothing wrong, harmful, or anything to hold back, It is me for cryin’ out loud, and faithful follower , student, and friend here at Hot For Words, So won’t you please show me some slack, and yakity yak talk on back, It looks and appears I’m not getting my replies like I should be again, my other accounts I very rarely use, and very rarely if ever log in, most of them I can’t get access because I can no longer remember the user name password, through Disqus, and the email sites themselves I can’t get into most of them. I keep trying and ask for the info, or to be able to change them, but no luck so far, I just get lucky sometimes and it automatically every once in awhile to my other accounts, If it doesn’t remember or automatically log me in, I most luckly would never be able to get logged in myself I just like make different characters, but it is a pain, and hard to keep track of, and makes it more complicated. But I do get joy at having different alternatives. Well I hope to see or hear from you, and anyone who cares, or dares to respond! I’m with holding anymore posts, until I get somethings straight and known, I honestly, love and enjoy doing so, but how do you and others think, that is the main, and the most important question. Is anything I offer, say, post, reply, worth it to any of you anymore, or has it at all ever. I could find other things that I enjoy, and satisfying, even though I love and enjoy being here, and as far as I know, or Am led to believe, some of you care, and take time to show it from time to time! Well to you all is it a go, or is it a stop! I will always keep going on, but If I’m not etertaining, and being productive, or entertaining people in any way shape or form. If not, that to me is nothing more than a big waste of time, and not helping, or showing some sort of like, then I no longer will go on, if there are no followers, friends, then the whole thing just collapses, and means absolutely nothing as to what it should, and was always the main reason, and intent, Is this time well spent, or just endless pile of nothingness, and meaningless to many if not all. Then the whole purpose or reason, is destroyed, and ruined completely for what I really and truly intend to do, I do it, I do it all for you all. If this is end end, then so be it, if I continue, and have some type of friends to help support me and my many efforts, I work so hard, and very time consuming, and put my head to the grind stone, but yet, if I get responces, and any followers whom, agree, or like, anything, in any way, then that makes it all worth it, and fufills and completes the whole, and sole purpose of it all, Is this the end of ending all, or the begging without no end, to infinity and beyond, eternal, and everlasting, sounds, good and more like it, the right and proper choice to carry on, no matter what! But only time, and if any of you respond, or reply in some sort, of helpful, or meaningful replies, In stead of just ignoring, or cutting it all down, and making it all nothing more, and me nothing more than a big joke! Some helpful, and kind, and encouraging, etc. would be very much loved, wanted, and needed at times! I got feelings, and need, you my fellow men and women to come forth, and speak up, and allow me to get a replenishment, and nourishment, I’m so much seeking. I can’t help it, if it’s right or wrong. That is just me plain and simple! Bye for now????

Daily Comment Weirdness Report II
After posting Report I, after the new version of the blog incorporating the report appeared, it had a clear dialog box expanded to the size of the rather long report, e.i. the extraneous matter (E.M>) of the yellow instruction and Post button bar was still positioned way below the box—gthe box. The box has not been seen clear of E.M. since DISQUS was first implemented. Oh, joy! Will it work? And even if it does, will this not be available unless one has immediately previously posted a comment long enough to move the E.M. down below?
I started entering this comment by typing directly into the clear box and not by pasting. This went well (except for the echo delay) until the instance of HFW closed unexpectedly and I lost what I had typed! I was a sucker for not using Notepad and pasting it!
Note: If a long dialog box is visible, but the E.M. is in its normal position, starting at Line 4, everything below the E.M. is on a layer above the text. In other words, even if the box is long, any typed text will slide behind the clear area below and will not be visible.
Oh, no! Another anomaly! When I pasted this into a blank 2nd-level comment box containing only the “Type your comment here” wording and then posted, the comment that resulted was not this text, but that of the previous 1st-level post. Possibly it was due to the fact that it was a long box. I did a [Ctrl-A], which reduced the box to the normal size, but there is no Post button. I had to refresh the page to get it back and I’ll try posting this again.

Ha Ha very good joke, I thought if was halarios very funny damn grammar and spelling , curse it all! Sorry for that, but I think it is more important to talk and get the message, and communicate, and allow this to interfer, or being anything of concern, or worry, toward the main and ultimate goal!, So long, hope to see you, and all later??? , the smallcox LOL! Very good indeed. Thank you for sharing, I’m back to not get most of my notifications in my email again, when someone does reply, I just decided to look and see, and I’m glad I did, other wise I would have found this, and a few others, without a manual search, I would have never known about any recent replies! So what is causing that, Am I on a blacklist, or some other kind of list, well regardless, I still got a few faithful and true! Now don’t I???

Daily Comment Weirdness Report III
I notice (in the last few minutes it seems) that the “Real-time updating is enabled” message above the number of comments has changed. It now has a Pause/Resume button to allow the user to control updating. I turned it off, but Task Manager still reports regular bursts of CPU activity every 5-6 seconds. So my guess that the activity was related to updating was wrong. There is something else DISQUS does periodically.
Meanwhile a comment was posted and the Show button appeared. When I clicked it, the comment immediately appeared at the top of the blog as a 1st-level comment. Because it was a reply, I wondered why it was at Level 1. When I refreshed the page, the reply dropped down into it’s correct level and position. This is probably not misbehavior, but just the way DISQUS designed it. Now you know what to expect when you click Show.
After posting Report II, the comment dialog box contained a “Please wait” msg that would not turn to “Type your comment here” no matter how long I waited. This remained even after refreshing the page. I had to close and reopen HFW to be clear to post. I hope this is not a new problem.
Marina, is DISQUS going to get any better? I have been reading blogs from other sites who have installed DISQUS and many have removed it. Is it really worth all these problems?
PS: I’m still in the dark about the “spam list” you mentioned and I would like to learn about it.
PPS: If you use Notepad to paste comments, begin each new paragraph with a tag, because any blank lines you insert will disappear, leaving you with one long paragraph. This is a Notepad thing I think.

I don’t use E-mail notification. (For some reason I don’t even get the greeting cards M sends out.) Once you get used to doing it, it is easy to simply scroll down the blog and look for your avatar and look for replies. Another way to do it would be to always include a unique character string at the end of each comment, say “NTCO”, such that it will never appear in any other part of your commments. Then do a [Cntl-F] search for that string and click Next to find succeeding comments, looking for replies. See if that works out for you.

I’m back, to spread fear, and dread, it is my work, my purpose, my choosing me the mightiest of all kings and Gods, and power, or beings. There are many Cults that claim to follow and believe, and worship me as there only real and true good! We shall see, just make it known, where you stand, before it is to late, and you may just wait to long, and seal your fate. I got my http://i925.photobucket.com/albums/ad100/orion75/cthulhu_120.gif eye on you forever, all the time. I rule in space, and know the secret of the stars, and people who dream of me, or call me forth, From the deepest oceans depths, to the never ending galaxy I Am forever present, I will invade the oh so puny brain, and so easily confused, and and failing organ that it is, only makes it more than to easy to make people have nightmares, and many things of me and my kind, and more times than not, it works, people are driven insane, and can’t dare to face or witness the truth, and the highest ruler, and the greatest power of them all, for those apposed shall fall, either in worship or in death! The choose is clear, so choose and dream carefully, here is just some of the madness, and insanity, that I do, willingly or not, drive people to… but I don’t agree of taking ones life as the only and last resort, or a very desperate, and man on the very brink of insanity, and nothing can stop them, they are so far gone, they fear what they don’t know or understand. Just remember Cthulhu, is the choose, and together we rule apart I’. very said to say and relate this short account of what is and has been happening for centuries, and way beyond that even… A little gaze at just a small fragment of madness that is abound Believe it or not! The Great Cthulhu has spoken, so it is and shall be done, a short and limited future of the elder Gods, and how do we relate if at all, I don’t want you to know all and see all, because I need to rule, and remain so! Either prepare or come what may! Is it everlasting life, or is it The End Is Nigh!. Calling VenomRock, are you there or aware of me? Neo has been trying to reach you, I tried the @ again, it claims to try and use it, so it must be working, Let me try it one more time, Before I ascend from the stars, they a just coming into the right alignment! @impaler112 Beware, and enter if you dare! LeoNaRD, I know your about, so come back with a shout! @leonard. Will I see you again in dreams or….!

So what is “NTCO” got to do with anything what does it mean, or what does it do?. This is Neo just in case you didn’t know, I have found and summoned the Great Cthulhu from out of the Matrix, I can bring and summon or call upon any and all, I have found a way to call forth, and anybody be reborn into reality, it’s a long story, and not sure any want to hear, or care to anyway, Well thanks dude for everything, Neo! Out! Peace!

I’m have trouble editing, most of the time, for a little while now, for the most part the buttons are not visible to me, or if they show up, most don’t work, Is this and other issues being looked into, in the proccess of fixing, or maybe somethings fixed. I seem to be getting these few things to work for the moment!

The God test is an act …Try this! Mention other people by typing @ then his or her name. Tab to autocomplete. Mentioned people will be notified via email or Twitter. @neuro_way:disqus @DeeHenFrenchyToucho:disqus Four ,the boss of top 40… just another hot hello of Words…. lost weekend/sexy hot…google teaches about boobs

Oh, I am soooooo quaking in my boots (or rather my $12 Wal-Mart walking shoes)! Just to show you how skeeered I am, I will tell you that your following LeoNard should be you’re. Take that!

My head’s inside. That’s what she said.

I wasn’t notified of anything? I don’t think the mentions thing works but I notice there’s a yellow box inside the comment box now. You might want to follow the instructions that are there. Or maybe just reply directly to one of my comments. Anyway howya doin’ Neo or Cthulu. Luke might dig on this rock from the twilight zone. ;)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=86DEKFissl4

It would be nice if they released them photos to confirm the kill.
Maybe it might put some of them conspiracy theories to rest?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3Fx2lRSArIY

I don’t think I specifically said I was going to just upright and totally bail from this site. But I did mention to you with the lessons from Marina becoming farther apart it just seems like things here have slowed down quite a bit
probably because she’s got other things going on. You probably missed my reply with things not working right on here but I can see you’re still into it and I noticed you’re posting links again. You’re the only one I really talk to here nowadays. Thanks for the poem. :)

http://www.hotforwords.com/forum/topic/poetry-forum

http://www.hotforwords.com/forum/topic/the-poetry-thread

http://www.hotforwords.com/forum/topic/a-poem-dinner-by-preter-dexterity#post-9757

I’ve noticed you’ve gotten into the spirit of rhyming once in awhile. Maybe you might put something down in these forums just to try something different on here. You don’t have too of course. just thought I’d mention it.

Later

Hitchcock is so young.

@Neo,
@NeoTheChoosenOne:disqus
Sure, we can switch back to English. Wow. You sure know how to work a keyboard, man.

I don’t speak for the people. I speak all by myself. Some of your jokes I read, some not. Some I like, some not. I can explain what it means. It’s a mix of Latin and Spanish. “tal vez” is Spanish and means “maybe”. And “Vulnerant omnes, ultima necat” is Latin and means “All wound, the last kills”. It was written about the hours, on the clocks all over Europe during the Middle Ages. It is a memento mori.

You seem a bit disturbed by something, but I don’t know you, so I can’t quite put my finger on what’s really troubling you. Happy trails, dude. And take it easy, all right?

The google #1 Hitchcock has been dead since 30+ years, which is more or less half the world’s average human life expectancy, so I would assume you’re not talking about this one, who is already quite old indeed.

Yeah my man Venom has returned, I’m so happy and pleased. Well I see the head theme running rampant, Ed, to a VR forum near you, I kind of got caught up, and just started to talk and entertain more on the main pages, and others things I have to do, or has just came about. Well I never forgotten you my best friend Venom, and I have every intention of sending a Eddie The Head, Vic RattleHead In Progress coming sometime! Darn I got to fixing things and typing right in that area, instead of down here, I hope it makes enough sense the way it is. Do you or any one know or understand how I can get access and use many more Eddie and Maiden I’m trying to unlock, along with others. I copy image, that doesn’t work, then I click one nearly all of these I saved as, but for some reason Adobe Photo opens them up, but I can’t seem to do anything with them, to get them here or in the forum, wherever! I got a lot of cool and neat stuff, some new and different, which I would like to share, but can’t figure out how, I tried the regular steps through photobucket, but it would save it would only keep coming up error instead, so that’s why the save as was the only other thing I knew to do, I want to save as I find them, because sometimes I can’t find them again, or have to do a lot more searching if I don’t I started a Megadeth tribute, but then lost it, and that got me a little upset . So that kind of made me a little less willing to go to much into that, if anyone would notice or care anyway, Does it matter, or make any different one way or the other I wonder, maybe more than I should, but I don’t like to even think that all I do is all for knot. I hope you enjoy my cos-playing, acting, and different characters, I try to give a good go at it, but try to keep people to know it is only me, fooling around, having fun, and trying to entertain, and appeal, and bring in at least somebody, you seem to be mostly it, Except Camp, He is a very big contributor, and appreciate that, and LeoNaRD, he seems a little less talkative with me as of just recent, I wonder what’s up with him, made he did answer and I didn’t see or notice it yet, I know your out there and care LeoNaRD my man, And for those of you whom drop by every now and then, I appreciate that as well, It’s always cool, and makes it all seem worth while when at least some come through for me. And Venom you must have been reading and following, and paying attention I see, the many of me’s, or how ever you or others wish to see it, it is a never ending work in progress, I hope I entertain you, and others in some way. Buckethead very cool and ever so talented man, a little weird, funny bizarre, strange, he doesn’t sing, is this to add to the mystery, or what, I love instrumentals, but can only take in so much a dose at a time, that puppet he had, I had a very hard time understand what he was saying, and is that what BucketHead or some strange being, I could catch Robot, Elders something about them, Luke was thrilled over the May The Force Be With You Song, at least that is what Luke calls it There where other themes that I could remember or seemed very familiar but for some reason, just couldn’t quite remember or place what it was, its like right there in my mind, or the tip of my tongue, but it just hasn’t quite come to me yet, Is Bin Laden still alive or dead, or what, they say he is alive a ready for a even worse attack than 9/11. Another said he died, another said he was murdered, and others claim he was dead ever since 2002??? What is going on here? Well I’m going down in order using Neo, so that if it does some how or why get a reply, and the notifications, it would be a lot easier for me to find or see. I can and do look manually from time to time, and if your there and able I always know I can count on you brother. Are you still following the Hockey playoffs, I think the Pens where in it at the start, but was knocked out right away, that was a big letdown, I always route, or was taught or raised to go with the home team, or the closest one to it, I didn’t hear or remember anything about the Flyers. I hate to do this pal, it hurts, but I ‘m very concerned, of you, family, friends, on what the current status is. I ask and feel as deep as a person could I think so anyway, and feel I need to know, and support, and believe me brother I hoping and praying everything will work out for the best! Well, Marching On! See you soon I hope, Neo! Out! Peace! Damn again sorry for the grammar and spelling. I always forget to use paragraphs, I always had that problem, and never seems to get any better, I guess just one of those weird things of me! Later!

What happened I seems like you ran into a beast, or some unknown creature. How you doing Camp, glad you are still with me brother, like I said it is very much appreciated. Well what’s up with you? Walking shoes, you better get turbo boost baby! LOL! Peace Neo! Gone!

Hey @hfw-3b5750171f62fd9c3cd91a41ddb1ac45:disqus , so great to hear from you man! Is that what you mean and are talking about, easy to do with your instructions right here. I’ll most likely forget before to long, but thanks for the help and tips! Hello Darling or is that Darlings? who is that at my window, but who is that

Hey @hfw-3b5750171f62fd9c3cd91a41ddb1ac45:disqus , so great to hear from you man! Is that what you mean and are talking about, easy to do with your instructions right here. I’ll most likely forget before to long, but thanks for the help and tips! Hello Darling or is that Darlings? who is that at my window, but who is that

Hey @hfw-3b5750171f62fd9c3cd91a41ddb1ac45:disqus , so great to hear from you man! Is that what you mean and are talking about, easy to do with your instructions right here. I’ll most likely forget before to long, but thanks for the help and tips! Hello Darling or is that Darlings? who is that at my window, but who is that

Hey @hfw-3b5750171f62fd9c3cd91a41ddb1ac45:disqus , so great to hear from you man! Is that what you mean and are talking about, easy to do with your instructions right here. I’ll most likely forget before to long, but thanks for the help and tips! Hello Darling or is that Darlings? who is that at my window, but who is that

I watched this and I think I talked and mentioned in the first email notice, or post I got, it worked for a few and no others. Well will we ever get to the absolute truth, does anyone want that, if not most likely not. It looks and seems to me they’re using Bin Laden as an excuse for war.It seems that way with everything anymore, there are those who are or are for, or against, no matter what is said or done, even with proof, how could anybody be 100% sure? So many people saying so many different things. No wonder nothing seems to get resolved or taken care of. Damn that made me think of this song,I know I posted many times, but it is so true, and some humour ???

Would you possibly like or want to see this if not no big dealThor

What is Real?

and are we Dancing All Alone? And to finish this now lets get a few words from Angela, or I mean…. ???

???

Two different ones the same… 1

2

Angela Gossow says hello…

Peace!!!!

Well @neuro_way:disqus way I tried it, like this right here, and LeoNaRD’s name keeps popping up with the use of the tab button, and this does seem like a link or workable, what is your username, we used to have to have it exactly, as some had different names, than there username, does it still work that way, I don’t know for 100% sure, but usually when a red line appears, it usually doesn’t work, or mean anything good when that pops up, I willn’t know for sure until I try and post this, Remember to die, we just are, and we just do in one form at least, don’t need reminding our day of death, it will come. no matter what! On this plain of existance, is this it? Or do we live for a much longer time, or forever? Just some thoughts I had rolling through mt brain just now! I try to be true to myself, and others. Neo Out! Peace!

Shredded Similes, Mutilated Metaphors

For your entertainment, actual similes and metaphors found by high
school English teachers from across the country in their student’s
essays.

- Her face was a perfect oval, like a circle that had its two sides
gently compressed by a Thigh Master.

- His thoughts tumbled in his head, making and breaking alliances,
like underpants in a dryer without Cling Free.

- He spoke with the wisdom that can only come from experience, like a
guy who went blind because he looked at a solar eclipse without one
of those boxes with a pinhole in it and now goes around the country
speaking at high schools about the dangers of looking at a solar
eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it.

- She grew on him like she was a colony of e-coli and he was
room-temperature Canadian beef.

- She had a deep, throaty, genuine laugh, like that sound a dog makes
just before it throws up.

- Her vocabulary was as bad as, like, whatever.

More Shredded Similes, Mutilated Metaphors

For your entertainment, more actual similes and metaphors found by
high school English teachers from across the country in their
student’s essays.

- He was as tall as a six-foot, three-inch tree.

- The revelation that his marriage of 30 years had disintegrated
because of his wife’s infidelity came as a rude shock, like a
surcharge at a formerly surcharge-free ATM machine.

- The little boat gently drifted across the pond exactly the way a
bowling ball wouldn’t.

- McBride fell 12 stories, hitting the pavement like a Hefty bag
filled with vegetable soup.

- From the attic came an unearthly howl. The whole scene had an eerie,
surreal quality, like when you’re on vacation in another city and
Jeopardy comes on at 7:00 p.m. instead of 7:30.

- Her hair glistened in the rain like a nose hair after a sneeze.

Even More Shredded Similes, Mutilated Metaphors

For your entertainment, even more actual similes and metaphors found
by high school English teachers from across the country in their
student’s essays.

- The hailstones leaped from the pavement, just like maggots when you
fry them in hot grease.

- Long separated by cruel fate, the star-crossed lovers raced across
the grassy field toward each other like two freight trains, one
having left Cleveland at 6:36 p.m. traveling at 55 mph, the other
from Topeka at 4:19 p.m. at a speed of 35 mph.

- They lived in a typical suburban neighborhood with picket fences
that resembled Nancy Kerrigan’s teeth.

- John and Mary had never met. They were like two hummingbirds who
had also never met.

- He fell for her like his heart was a mob informant, and she was the
East River.

- Even in his last years, Granddad had a mind like a steel trap, only
one that had been left out so long, it had rusted shut.

- Shots rang out, as shots are wont to do.

Still More Shredded Similes, Mutilated Metaphors

For your entertainment, still more actual similes and metaphors found
by high school English teachers from across the country in their
student’s essays.

- The plan was simple, like my brother-in-law Phil. But unlike Phil,
this plan just might work.

- The young fighter had a hungry look, the kind you get from not
eating for a while.

- He was as lame as a duck. Not the metaphorical lame duck either, but
a real duck that was actually lame, maybe from stepping on a land mine
or something.

- The ballerina rose gracefully en pointe and extended one slender
leg behind her, like a dog at a fire hydrant.

- It was an American tradition, like fathers chasing kids around with
power tools.

- He was deeply in love. When she spoke, he thought he heard bells,
as if she were a garbage truck backing up.

Actual Answers Given on Family Feud

Name something a blind person might use – A sword

Name a song with moon in the title – Blue Suede Moon

Name a bird with a long neck – Naomi Campbell

Name an occupation where you need a torch – A burglar

Name a famous brother & sister – Bonnie & Clyde

Name a dangerous race – The Arabs

Name an item of clothing worn by the 3 musketeers – A horse

A kind of ache – Fillet ‘O’ Fish

Something you open other than a door – Your bowels

More Actual Answers Given on Family Feud

A food that can be brown or white – Potato

A jacket potato topping – Jam

A famous Scotsman – Jock

Another famous Scotsman – Vinnie Jones

Something with a hole in it – Window

A non living object with legs – Plant

A domestic animal – Leopard

A part of the body beginning with ‘N’ – Knee

A way of cooking fish – Cod

Even More Actual Answers Given on Family Feud

Something that flies that doesn’t have an engine – A bicycle with
wings

Something you might be allergic to – Skiing

Name a famous bridge – The bridge over troubled waters

Something a cat does – Goes to the toilet

Something you do in the bathroom – Decorate

Name an animal you might see at the zoo – A dog

Something associated with the police – Pigs

A sign of the zodiac – April

Something slippery – A conman

I heard this story
in the late seventies. Just prior to a manned launch an insect was heard
in the superstructure of the rocket. The risk analysis and decision had
to be made to launch or to delay the launch and purge the insect. The
risk was negligible so the rocket launch. The insect was dubbed the
Gemini Cricket.

shark-attack-stories

Anti-Gravity

Japanese Invent

New Laser

A Visual History Of The Mouse

The 25 Most Incredible Survival Stories of All Time

Will Humans Make it to Mars IN The Next Ten Years?

Do you know where the word

Budweis BUD-vis (noun) – The German name of the Czech city of Ceske Budejovice.The city of Cesky Budejovice is called “Budweis” in German so that
Budweiser Beer means “beer from Budweis” in that language. The American
brewery Anheuser-Busch began using the name in 1876. The problem is that
the Czechs have been brewing beerwhich they called the Beer of Kingsin
their town since thirsty King Premysl II Otakar (son of good King
Wenceslas I) founded the city in 1245. Unfortunately for the Czechs,
they only began calling their beer Budweiser Budvar in 1895 and ever
since that time the two breweries have been locked in a legal battle for
rights to use the name.The new problem brewing for the US brewer now is that, according to
the laws of the new European Union (EU), of which the Czech Republic is
now a member, manufacturers may use the name of a location only if their
plant is situated in that location. So far, however, after a century of
legal squabbles, both sides are still brewing beer under the name
“Budweiser.”

antarctica-alien-invasion

Exotic extreme microbes played a role in Earth’s early atmosphere
black-hole-super-civilization

chimps-are-self-aware

neanderthal-human-right-handed

Decisions…einy meiny mieny moe..
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eeny,_meeny,_miny,_moe
..

…
91 Branding Vodkavations …Hows Neo?

…
Anheuser-Busch has a market share in the United States of 50.9% for all beers
sold.
This is primarily
composed of
Budweiser
brands. In 2008 Anheuser-Busch sold the majority of
their stock to Belgian-Brazilian beer giant
InBev
, to create the largest brewing company in the
world.

Scientists give computers schizophrenia to better understand the human brain

Shorties: 4.5 billion meteorite shows new mineral

Biggest white shark caught so far – released back in wild [PHOTO]

Viagra to be used for children with lung condition

Hello LeoNaRD, good to hear from ya my friend! a kids nursery
rhymes, starting from counting? Here is a bit more on that.
Nursery Rhymes – Lyrics, Origins & History!
A lot of Naughty and nice stuff, Cool and funny, if your into that type of stuff.

Well that was a good lesson on the handling and ownership of the companies.

One of the largest breweries in the world, is that offically in the Guinness world records? Or Ripley’s Believe It Or Not My My Tis’ the season to be jolly I never seen Santa, and Chistmas look so hot, and I got so lost in all those curves, is that in, I think you got it! Well Hope to see you soon LeoNaRD, so glad you got back to me, Stay cool, and remain true, like you always seem to do!! Well Neo Here, there, and everywhere, Back Back Back Gone

he-could-go-all-the-way

Maybe
@impaler112:disqus
could possibly like or at least remember or relate maybe, if not no big deal with hockey season coming near an end, and in my opinion one of the best or my favorite Hockey commintaters sayings! Maybe like or remember these, if not no big! I just thought of you know, and before I forgot it,I better post them now, I hope LeoNaRd likes, but again nothing wrong with not liking these.
Well to each there own, I’m alright, thanks for asking! Later!

Ten Dollar Flight

Sue and Bob, a pair of tight wads, lived in the mid west, and had been
married years. Bob had always want to go flying. The desire deepen
each time a barn stormer flew into town to offer rides. Bob would ask,
and Sue would say, “No way, ten dollars is ten dollars.”

The years went pay, and Bob figured he didn’t have much longer, so he
got Sue out to the show, explaining, it’s free to watch, let’s at
least watch. And once he got there the feeling become real strong. Sue
and Bob started an argument.

The Pilot, between flights, overheard, listened to they problem, and
said, “I’ll tell you what, I’ll take you up flying, and if you don’t
say a word the ride is on me, but if you back one sound, you pay ten
dollars.

So off they flew. The Pilot doing as many rolls, and dives as he
could–heading to the ground as fast as the plane could go, and
pulling out of the dive at just the very last second. Not a word.
Finally he admited defeat and went back the airport.

“I’m surprised, why didn’t you say anything?”

“Well I almost said something when Sue fell out, but ten dollars is
ten dollars.”

Ten Dollar Flight

Sue and Bob, a pair of tight wads, lived in the mid west, and had been
married years. Bob had always want to go flying. The desire deepen
each time a barn stormer flew into town to offer rides. Bob would ask,
and Sue would say, “No way, ten dollars is ten dollars.”

The years went pay, and Bob figured he didn’t have much longer, so he
got Sue out to the show, explaining, it’s free to watch, let’s at
least watch. And once he got there the feeling become real strong. Sue
and Bob started an argument.

The Pilot, between flights, overheard, listened to they problem, and
said, “I’ll tell you what, I’ll take you up flying, and if you don’t
say a word the ride is on me, but if you back one sound, you pay ten
dollars.

So off they flew. The Pilot doing as many rolls, and dives as he
could–heading to the ground as fast as the plane could go, and
pulling out of the dive at just the very last second. Not a word.
Finally he admited defeat and went back the airport.

“I’m surprised, why didn’t you say anything?”

“Well I almost said something when Sue fell out, but ten dollars is
ten dollars.”

My Business

A father walks into the market followed by his ten-year-old son. The
kid is spinning a 25-cent piece in the air and catching it between his
teeth. As they walk through the market someone bumps into the boy at
just the wrong moment and the coin goes straight into his mouth and
lodges in his throat. He immediately starts choking and going blue in
the face and Dad starts panicking, shouting and screaming for help.

A middle-aged, fairly unremarkable man in a gray suit is sitting at a
coffee bar in the market reading his newspaper and sipping a cup of
coffee. At the sound of the commotion he looks up, puts his coffee cup
down on the saucer, neatly folds his newspaper and places it on the
counter. He gets up from his seat and makes his unhurried way across
the market. Reaching the boy (who is still standing, but only just)
the man takes hold of the kid and squeezes gently but firmly. After a
few seconds the boy coughs up the quarter, which the man catches in
his free hand.

The man then walks back to his seat in the coffee bar without saying a
word. As soon as he is sure that his son was fine, the father rushes
over to the man and starts effusively thanking him. The man looks
embarrassed and brushes off the thanks. As he’s about to leave, the
father asks one last question. “I’ve never seen anybody do anything
like that before – it was fantastic – what are you, a surgeon or
something like that?”

“No” the man replies, “I work for the IRS, getting people to cough it
up is my business.”

My Business

A father walks into the market followed by his ten-year-old son. The
kid is spinning a 25-cent piece in the air and catching it between his
teeth. As they walk through the market someone bumps into the boy at
just the wrong moment and the coin goes straight into his mouth and
lodges in his throat. He immediately starts choking and going blue in
the face and Dad starts panicking, shouting and screaming for help.

A middle-aged, fairly unremarkable man in a gray suit is sitting at a
coffee bar in the market reading his newspaper and sipping a cup of
coffee. At the sound of the commotion he looks up, puts his coffee cup
down on the saucer, neatly folds his newspaper and places it on the
counter. He gets up from his seat and makes his unhurried way across
the market. Reaching the boy (who is still standing, but only just)
the man takes hold of the kid and squeezes gently but firmly. After a
few seconds the boy coughs up the quarter, which the man catches in
his free hand.

The man then walks back to his seat in the coffee bar without saying a
word. As soon as he is sure that his son was fine, the father rushes
over to the man and starts effusively thanking him. The man looks
embarrassed and brushes off the thanks. As he’s about to leave, the
father asks one last question. “I’ve never seen anybody do anything
like that before – it was fantastic – what are you, a surgeon or
something like that?”

“No” the man replies, “I work for the IRS, getting people to cough it
up is my business.”

Math Test

Little Joe walked into his dad’s study while his dad was working on
the computer.

“Dad,” said Joe, “Remember when you told me you’d give me twenty
dollars if I passed my math test?”

Dad nodded.

“Well, the good news is that I just saved you twenty bucks.”

The human body is an amazing and oftentimes bizarre machine. Take
foreign accent syndrome, for example. Damage to the brain affects the
rhythm and melody of speech which can make the effected person adopt
what sounds like a foreign accent.

It is a very rare, but real
condition. In most recorded cases it is brought on by a stroke, which
directly effects the brain, but in extremely rare cases, other types of
trauma can bring it on, such as a sharp blow to the skull or, in this
case, dental implant surgery.

A lifelong resident of Oregon,
56-year-old Karen Butler, went to the dentist for surgery and awakened
from sedation speaking in a British accent.

“I had just had
surgery, so at first we assumed it was because of all of the swelling,”
Butler said. “But within a week the swelling went down and the accent
stayed.”

Dr. Ted Lowenkopf, a neurologist at Providence Stroke
Center in Portland, said Butler has foreign accent syndrome, which is so
rare only 60 confirmed cases have been documented around the world.

“Although
we think it sounds like a British accent, if you had a language expert
listening to her, they would say that’s not an English accent,”
Lowenkopf said.

Butler said she takes the teasing from her
friends and family in stride and the condition has actually been a boon
to her social skills. “I used to be painfully shy, and now there’s
always something to talk about.”

+————– More Bizarre May Holidays —————+

May 11 is Eat What You Want Day and Twilight Zone Day May 12 is Limerick Day May 13 is Leprechaun Day May 14 is National Dance Like A Chicken Day May 15 is National Chocolate Chip Day May 16 is Wear Purple For Peace Day May 17 is Pack Rat Day May 18 is International Museum Day and Visit Your Relatives Day May 19 is Frog Jumping Jubilee Day May 20 is Eliza Doolittle Day

———- City amends law for disabled kangaroo ———-

BROKEN
ARROW, Okla. – An Oklahoma city passed an amendment to its exotic
animal ordinance to allow a local women to keep her disabled kangaroo if
she meets a set of conditions. The Broken Arrow City Council amended
the ordinance, which previously did not allow exotic animals in the
city, to allow resident Christie Carr to keep Irwin the kangaroo if she
meets conditions to be overseen by a review committee made up of
veterinarians, exotic animal experts and wildlife sanctuary operators,
the Tulsa World reported Thursday. The conditions include obtaining
liability insurance, which Carr said has been taken care of by an
anonymous donor, and ensuring the animal has a proper enclosure and
veterinary care. Carr, a former volunteer at Safari’s Interactive Animal
Sanctuary in Broken Arrow, said Irwin came home with her after
suffering injuries including a broken neck and a brain injury when he
ran into a fence post. She said Irwin was initially paralyzed by the
injury but can now make a few hops before falling down. Carr welcomed
the amendment. “It won’t be as easy as it sounds,” Carr said of meeting
the conditions. “But it’s not ‘no.’”

——- Man with no warrant flees, jumps in river ——-

RENSSELAER,
N.Y. – Police in New York state said a man who wrongly believed there
was a warrant for his arrest jumped from a car, ran across train tracks
and jumped into a river. Rensselaer police said a vehicle was pulled
over on East Street for a possible traffic violation and a 21-year-old
passenger, whose name was not released, ran from the car, ran across
tracks near an Amtrak station and jumped into the Hudson River, the
Albany (N.Y.) Times-Union reported Thursday. Police said the man, who
was pulled from the water about 250 feet downstream, erroneously
believed there was a warrant for his arrest. “He just took a swim for no
reason at all,” Deputy Police Chief James Frankoski said. The man, who
was taken to Albany Medical Center Hospital for examination, may face
charges of trespassing and resisting arrest, police said.

Caution never do any of these, don’t do it, I don’t agree with such things, just for laughs, or pass a little bit of timeLink

More Demotivational Posters

McDonald’s In Mexico

Pack Rat Day May 18 …{bizarre} might make an interesting word analysis! ….hello Neo the choosey… The notorious Midwest bank robber John “Jackrabbit” Dillinger was shot by
federal agents in Chicago, Illinois on July 22, 1934…B4 my time!

Hey LeoNaRD, good to see you! I sure wish something I ever said or did make it into a word analysis! Never happened yet, but maybe one day, all well, I for some reason liked to hear, and follow these type of one man gang, or outlaws thing, it has been awhile, but that was cool and a breath of fresh air. Have you ever heard of The Mad Trapper Happy Mothers Day to all the moms out there! Pierce Arrow? Is that Cupid or what? The Gambler

Blaze of Glory
Billy The Kid

Wanted Dead Or Alive

Wanted Man
You Think You’re Tough

Lack Of Communication
Is them arrows meant to go

Straight Through The Heart

Caught in the Middle

One more for the road

Time to Burn
And Metal Will Never Die m/ R.I. P. Ronnie and to you LeoNard, VenomRock, and all those who been with me through it all. I’m the most grateful for this, Love and Peace, and any kind of, or parts that make up true relationships! May they reign supreme and above and way, way, way, beyond anything else forever, and ever! Neo! Out! Peace!

Just ran across this now. Getting back to some I hope to find or run across ! How you doing Venom, Thank you for all that you do for me, I see your there and care, and when given the time, you clearly show it to me! Hail to you Venom, Your one of the coolest and greatest, best friend ever!

Well whatever the deal. I hope you come on back, when you can! Well that is my hope and plan anyhow! Thanks for the recommendations, I may give that a go one of these days! May the rays of ever lasting and the strong force, Love, Peace, Friendship, may stand tall over all else in the end, or forever! Neo Out! Hope to see you soon Venom! Later!

There was a good chance the Penguins could’ve advanced in the playoffs if Sydney Crosby and Evgeni Malkin weren’t injured at the same time. But things like that can happen in the NHL as with other sports. Sometimes it’s the teams that can survive the battles that make it to the big dance. Like the team I want to see win the Stanley Cup, The Boston Bruins happen to dispose of the Flyers 4-0. I was kind of worried about the Bruins having to play the Flyers after what the Flyers did to them last year.

But hey Neo, My family is doing fine. Thanks for asking. My friend is looking to stay here in our country but the family members on my Mom’s side who made it over here are eventually going to have to go back to Japan. It’s funny, I don’t know a lot of Japanese and they don’t know a lot of English so it was hard to communicate with them unless if my Mom was there just like when I visited Japan a couple times in the last fifteen years. Sometimes I wonder why my Mom never taught me the Japanese language. I guess she figured the United States is where I’ll live my life so I wouldn’t really have any use for the Japanese language. Maybe it was the sign of the times when my Mom came to the States with my Dad back in the late 60′s.

I’m sure over there in Japan, the aftermath from the earthquake and tsunami will get cleaned up and people there will get back to some normalcy, but that radiation shit that’s now present from the Fukushima nuclear crisis sure gives the possibility of not knowing the fullest extent of the damage that’s been done until five to ten years from now.

I do see the problems you’re having with photos but I’m gonna have to get back to you on that. I’m not sure if I can help you out with that ’till I fully understand the situation. But I do have a suggestion, try breaking your comments down along with when you post out in the forum down into smaller ones. I’m not putting you down bro, it’s just that I’m not used to writing long replies on here. It can be a lot of work for me. I don’t know how you do it and keep going. And again NO APOLOGY needed for grammar, spelling, paragrahs, I can decipher what you’re saying.

Anyway Stay Cool bro. ‘Till next time B-)

~Peace~

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Hey there Venom so good to hear from ya! Yeah the pens, and Flyers, both biting the dust, just doesn’t set to well with me, but those are the brakes, things happen sometimes, when we least want or exsepect them to.

Yes that would have probably been cool to learn another language, but that is just the way it worked out, and is a person choice, of your family, to decide what’s best.

You say your friend is going to stay in the states, was that up to him or others, the family going back to Japan, would, and should be a sad, and hurtful thing, but there are other ways to look at things I guess, that sounds like a tough, and very delicate situtation, that damn radiation, some of the issues may be fixed or over it in a way, that was way more than bad enough alone.

Nuclear has it’s benefits, but do they matter or could ever be over the many dangers and side effects, and all the harm it brings.

You understand my issues, great, I hope you can

help me! You understand, and accept me, that is way cool of you my man! i will try and make things easier if I at all can. It has been a long and bad habit, and isn’t easy to break. Well to you and yours, may all the love and peace, and friendship be yours! Neo! Gone!

I think he is referring to his appearance in the video, which is young indeed. When I saw his TV drama as a kid, he already looked extinguished distinguished.

I guess I’m not getting replies………. Interesting…
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I don’t think I can help you out with those issues you’re having with your photos because I don’t fully understand what’s going on. There was two other people that probably could’ve helped you out with this but they’re no longer here on this site.
You’re going to have to figure it out for yourself. Sorry about that Neo.

About my friend…it was up to her to stay here and yeah, it’s a very, very delicate situation over there in Japan.
Here’s some news you won’t here on the major networks here:

I thought this was sort of funny {juvenile}

….and I went and checked out Thor. It was pretty cool.

Stay cool Neo

{Rubberneckin’} Stop, look and listen….

The biased lamestream news media: It’s all about entertainment to distract.
Squirrels;)

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Hello Venom, good to hear from ya! Sorry that you couldn’t help me,all well, at least you tried to take a look at the matter at least! Uh really your friends choice, I was just wondering about how they decide and do that go or stay. Yes there is much more, and way beyond the original boundries, and I don’t know for sure how much the people that are responcible in fixing, or turning this nuclear exposure into something a little more positive, and actually do something, anything to do something to this all. Why keep telling people about it, and leave it there at that, and do nothing, that burns me up, pisses me off to the max, that they would just let it go, I have the up most feeling, love, and want there’s and yours to get this mess straightened out some how, someway. Ha! Funny video on the universe! LOL!, glad you liked Thor, it sounds like it would be a cool movie! All the love, peace, and friendship to you! Neo! Out!

Yeah Rock on, and blast the metal all over the land! Man O War yeah awesome choice! Yes it looks like I’m not getting any replies, it is good to fins the few, true friends, are always there. Much Appreciated!

Metal!!!

Hello Patrick , so good to hear from ya! How are you> What’s up? Funny comeback! That you for the wit! Stick with it! Neo! Out! Peace!

Hello Venom, just ran across this right now, I loved the stuff, Rubberneckin’, Mary Tyler Moore, what more could you ask for, with the king in swing, and the Revolution Begins!!!

Loved the interview, and the guitar lesson, I may just be me, but does that last video, on the Harmony section, on Arch Enemy guitar solos etc, It reminded me a lot of Medadeth, in their prime, and glory days, are they or will they ever make it back, their last album was as close as they came, in a few albums, previous. I was thinking of going on and finish, Megadeth the main albums, and then later add the extra songs and art, same with Maiden, but I can’t get any further with my problems and issues, if I could only delete the whole album and start new, or creating a new album didn’t seem to take care of it either, I’m for now, at or so near the max, that I need to research, and find, delete, just to make a little progress, and the other artwork, saved to my downloads, I got a ton of stuff there, but can’t figure out how or why I can’t get them to post, or be moved, it always opens up the art with Adobe Photoshop, and there seems nothing even remotely to do, I clicked the heck out of it, tried all the links, help, suggestions, and possibly no one understands or knows how to fix these ,or Quite what I’m talking about, apparently, but with communication, getting lower and much, much thinner, and some that remain, either can’t help, or understand, or maybe some just doesn’t care, only trying to look at different possibilities here! I know you and the few loyal would help if they could! Yeah that song they broke down from Tyranny Rises the first song

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Look what I found a brand spankin’ new album by Arch Enemy lets take a look shall we!

It is called Arch Enemy-
Khaos Legions
Yesterday Is Dead And Gone
I found one official song so far, I’m not quite sure if or when it will be released, I will let you know in this If I find it before I send this post, just thought you might like to know, I’m digging for that info, and more songs, so far no luck, I was thinking of covering Arch Enemy in the forum, this new album would be sweet to add, but with my artwork, and their usage seems not likely , any time soon, I guess I could just skim, and throw a few songs and pictures, and call it a rap, but that is how I work, or operate, why, and for what reason, I have no clue, it just is. Maybe I might have to change, or find some way, but it just doesn’t seem any way, or possible at all for now to fix it. All well, I will do a little bit more searching, then if I don’t find something that I can fins of interest, then I will just end this then!

Arch Enemy Khaos Legions New 2011 Album Cover And 2011 European Dates!

Arch Enemy new album ‘KHAOS LEGIONS’ update

Arch Enemy Studio Report 1

Arch Enemy ‘Khaos Legions’ Studio Report 2

Arch Enemy ‘Khaos Legions’ Studio Report 3

Release date:May 30th, 2011 There is some stuff I hope you enjoy! Peace My Friend, Neo going down further into that rabbit whole, and trying to get that splinter in the mind! A prison for the mind and I need the key!
“The perfect is the enemy of the good”
Album 2003

Spinner Dunn!!!

Burnt By The Sun – Spinner Dunn

What made you think that we know?

If truth is a virus we’re healthier than we know.

Shaken. Taken. Hardly mistaken. Withheld. Purpose.

No clue of this life. Cultured and nutured with selection.

We are students of fictional history.

Fed an incomplete formula. Perfect for ignorant mass efficiency.

(Making less of you and me) Fed diets lacking truth.

Truth lacking relevance. All context put on hold. Fed diets lacking truth.

But I want it back with no looking back. So tell the truth and run.

I’ll take it in, like a shot of gas burned into my brain like the sun.

No compromise.

Not even at this stage in the game.

What you perceive to be locks and chains I call the only way.

This is our humble testament to all that we don’t know.

We may not know where we are but we know where not to go.

… The tragedy of human perception …

To see what it means, look at who I was replying to. 

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