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GM, my Mother has asked me several times over the years if I had any pot. Thoughts?
Smoke her out, my brother. :thumbup:
That's what I'm thinking. I owe her several nights at the casino. My thought was to have her get a room and get her high. It would be really good for her. The last time she asked was down at the lake, in front of my Dad. You know, before I broke my neck. Pretty awkward because he is like Hank Hill.
:unsure:
 
True story- When I was bout 2-3 years old our family dog bit me and then died.Dad knew the dog had to be tested for rabies, so he called a buddy who owned a grocery store to see if he could use his walk-in refrigerator to keep the dog corpse in overnight..Dad - Our dog just bit my son and he died. Can I keep him in your refrigerator tonight?Supermarket owner - :jawdrop: - Chester, shouldn't the boy go to the funeral home?THese were teh olden days and it took 10 days to get the dog to Austin to be tested and I had to undergo the rabies stomach shots until we got the all clear.
:lol:Though maybe they should have had you tested. Did they ever find out what's in your blood that it kills animals?
 
Would smash, heroically.
So my crazy semi-hippie wife made homemade toothpaste. Truly, the most vile concoction I've ever had in my mouth.
Dude, Mrs. Frosty has taken this Wife Health Cult craze to 11. Start hiding steaks and toothpaste.
I wrote a final exam on Beloved for a Contemporary American Lit class while stoned out of my gourd. I think I was the only one who chose Beloved out of all the books we wrote that semester but I felt like in my current state of mind I totally grokked it. Turns out I did because I got an A :bowtie:
Grokked?
Thorn does not grok spock.
Just playing, tough guy ;) Grok this
:( Sorry about your nephew and dog GM. I understand your mixed feelings in taking him to the pound, but at two years old he probably has a good chance of being adopted quickly. I assume he's a nice little white child, which should be in demand. :thumbup:
:lmao: "What a waste of a perfectly good white boy."
:lmao: "Now that's a damn shame when people be throwing away a perfectly good white boy like that."

 
Anyone here visited Santa Fa and/or Taos? I think wikkidpissah lived in NM, but can't recall where. Got no desire to see AB.Anyway, those towns are on my bucket list. Worth it? Suggestions?

 
Maybe GM can explain how, but I think my Mom has her FB account set to auto-like everything one of us kids or our wives posts something. Yesterday, one of my SIL's friends got ahold of her account and posted "Love eating #######s" (a, crooked letter, crooked letter, holes). Sure enough, within about ten seconds, "Mom Likes this."

 
Maybe GM can explain how, but I think my Mom has her FB account set to auto-like everything one of us kids or our wives posts something. Yesterday, one of my SIL's friends got ahold of her account and posted "Love eating #######s" (a, crooked letter, crooked letter, holes). Sure enough, within about ten seconds, "Mom Likes this."
Maybe she really like eating a-holes. :shrug:
 
Anyone here visited Santa Fa and/or Taos? I think wikkidpissah lived in NM, but can't recall where. Got no desire to see AB.

Anyway, those towns are on my bucket list. Worth it? Suggestions?
Meh.
Crap. Sucks, huh? I like funky towns and thought these would fit the bill. I always imagined SF/Taos as similar to Asheville with different weather.
I was a kid when I was there. They both have a reputation as pricey artist enclaves. They were certainly bucolic enough back in the Seventies. :unsure:

 
There's nothing wrong with Taos or Santa Fe. Just sort of too touristy at this point. Most of the authentic artists are hard to find and there are a lot of people taking Mexican Rugs and Chinese jewelry, slapping turquoise on it, and calling it art. However, there are still some good places to eat in both towns. It you can avoid the crowds and get a local to refer you to the more genuine galleries and shops then you should be okay. If you want to see authentic "southwest" I'm not sure what to suggest anymore. We go to ruidoso because its smaller and closer but I'm not sure I'd call it any less touristy.

 
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Georgia O'Keefe museum is also interesting. I had a nice couple days at a workshop in Santa Fe a couple years ago. Flew into ABQ, shot dice at the Sandia casino for a few hours and then went to Santa Fe. We staywd at some historic hotel downtown called La Fonda that was prett nice.

 
I'll say it again: wow.
She's also weirdly obsessed with the Twilight movies. Not the books, mind you, but the movies. She thinks they are the most romantic thing of all time and doesn't understand how anyone could disagree. How obsessed? For summer vacation the year after the first movie came out, she loaded the husband and adopted kids in to the car and drove from Houston to Washington to see "where the movie was made."
This woman needs to die.
 
I'll say it again: wow.
She's also weirdly obsessed with the Twilight movies. Not the books, mind you, but the movies. She thinks they are the most romantic thing of all time and doesn't understand how anyone could disagree. How obsessed? For summer vacation the year after the first movie came out, she loaded the husband and adopted kids in to the car and drove from Houston to Washington to see "where the movie was made."
This woman needs to die.
Two years ago she got in to tattoos. First was one on her neck. Then the small of her back. Then she got the word "Valerie" tattooed on her wrist web though that isn't the name of anyone we know of in her life. My wife thought to ask her about it but I convinced her not to saying "the whole point of the tattoo is to get people to ask about it so she can tell some stupid story about a friend who died or her alter ego." Then, at our Christmas party she spent the evening showing pictures of her new tattoo: a cherry blossom that starts by her pubis, winds up and around her rib cage, and ends by her boobs. It is fully colored, filled in and no doubt cost a ton of money. And it's hideous.
 
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Sorry about your dog, GM.Hope everything is OK with your friend, Homer.Sorry your Scout troop is run by fat Nazis, SLB.I don't like fish, whoever it is that keeps talking about how to make fish.I think I'm caught up now.

 
I'll say it again: wow.
She's also weirdly obsessed with the Twilight movies. Not the books, mind you, but the movies. She thinks they are the most romantic thing of all time and doesn't understand how anyone could disagree. How obsessed? For summer vacation the year after the first movie came out, she loaded the husband and adopted kids in to the car and drove from Houston to Washington to see "where the movie was made."
This woman needs to die.
Two years ago she got in to tattoos. First was one on her neck. Then the small of her back. Then she got the word "Valerie" tattooed on her wrist web though that isn't the name of anyone we know of in her life. My wife thought to ask her about it but I convinced her not to saying "the whole point of the tattoo is to get people to ask about it so she can tell some stupid story about a friend who died or her alter ego." Then, at our Christmas party she spent the evening showing pictures of her new tattoo: a cherry blossom that starts by her pubis, winds up and around her rib cage, and ends by her boobs. It is fully colored, filled in and no doubt cost a ton of money. And it's hideous.
That's it, I have to meet this woman. Characters like this are too crazy for fiction. I want to get drunk with her and get her to talk about her life all night (this shouldn't be hard) and then write a novel or screenplay with every character based on her. No doubt she'd love this idea, and if it brings me untold millions, I won't complain. At the very least, we could film an indie documentary on her called "Life of a Twilight Fan." It's gold, Jerry, gold!
 
Anyone here visited Santa Fa and/or Taos? I think wikkidpissah lived in NM, but can't recall where. Got no desire to see AB.

Anyway, those towns are on my bucket list. Worth it? Suggestions?
Meh.
Crap. Sucks, huh? I like funky towns and thought these would fit the bill. I always imagined SF/Taos as similar to Asheville with different weather.
I was a kid when I was there. They both have a reputation as pricey artist enclaves. They were certainly bucolic enough back in the Seventies. :unsure:
Ditto for me, only it was the 80's. My mom was an art nut and loved Georgia O'Keefe, so we included those stops on our drives through the regions.The NM natives look down on these as tourist traps and gentrified yuppie enclaves. There are certainly some things worth seeing, but I wouldn't make this the focal point of the trip.

I always enjoyed visiting the prehistoric civilzation sites in the American SW, like Canyon de Chelly, Mesa Verde, etc. Those are really cool.

 
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Currently drinking and preventing a friend from committing suicide. No ####. Freaked out.
One (well, another) of my psycho ex's pulled this #### with me multiple times while in college. She suffered majorly from depression, only I really didn't know what that was at the time. I fairly quickly took the position with her that, "If you kill yourself, it will make me sad, but I'm not going to stop you from doing it." I felt like it was manipulative and also that I wasn't going to be used as the proverbial "last line of defense" - she needed to take responsibility for her actions.
 
I'll say it again: wow.
She's also weirdly obsessed with the Twilight movies. Not the books, mind you, but the movies. She thinks they are the most romantic thing of all time and doesn't understand how anyone could disagree. How obsessed? For summer vacation the year after the first movie came out, she loaded the husband and adopted kids in to the car and drove from Houston to Washington to see "where the movie was made."
This woman needs to die.
Two years ago she got in to tattoos. First was one on her neck. Then the small of her back. Then she got the word "Valerie" tattooed on her wrist web though that isn't the name of anyone we know of in her life. My wife thought to ask her about it but I convinced her not to saying "the whole point of the tattoo is to get people to ask about it so she can tell some stupid story about a friend who died or her alter ego." Then, at our Christmas party she spent the evening showing pictures of her new tattoo: a cherry blossom that starts by her pubis, winds up and around her rib cage, and ends by her boobs. It is fully colored, filled in and no doubt cost a ton of money. And it's hideous.
That's it, I have to meet this woman. Characters like this are too crazy for fiction. I want to get drunk with her and get her to talk about her life all night (this shouldn't be hard) and then write a novel or screenplay with every character based on her. No doubt she'd love this idea, and if it brings me untold millions, I won't complain. At the very least, we could film an indie documentary on her called "Life of a Twilight Fan." It's gold, Jerry, gold!
At some point crazy is just too crazy to hang out with. I don't think that would be a fun evening at all. I think it would veer between tedious and annoying, with a touch of scary here and there. Maybe you could get a good story out of it, but I doubt it. It's just going to be a list of short stories consisting of :tfp: .
 
I'll say it again: wow.
She's also weirdly obsessed with the Twilight movies. Not the books, mind you, but the movies. She thinks they are the most romantic thing of all time and doesn't understand how anyone could disagree. How obsessed? For summer vacation the year after the first movie came out, she loaded the husband and adopted kids in to the car and drove from Houston to Washington to see "where the movie was made."
This woman needs to die.
Two years ago she got in to tattoos. First was one on her neck. Then the small of her back. Then she got the word "Valerie" tattooed on her wrist web though that isn't the name of anyone we know of in her life. My wife thought to ask her about it but I convinced her not to saying "the whole point of the tattoo is to get people to ask about it so she can tell some stupid story about a friend who died or her alter ego." Then, at our Christmas party she spent the evening showing pictures of her new tattoo: a cherry blossom that starts by her pubis, winds up and around her rib cage, and ends by her boobs. It is fully colored, filled in and no doubt cost a ton of money. And it's hideous.
That's it, I have to meet this woman. Characters like this are too crazy for fiction. I want to get drunk with her and get her to talk about her life all night (this shouldn't be hard) and then write a novel or screenplay with every character based on her. No doubt she'd love this idea, and if it brings me untold millions, I won't complain. At the very least, we could film an indie documentary on her called "Life of a Twilight Fan." It's gold, Jerry, gold!
At some point crazy is just too crazy to hang out with. I don't think that would be a fun evening at all. I think it would veer between tedious and annoying, with a touch of scary here and there. Maybe you could get a good story out of it, but I doubt it. It's just going to be a list of short stories consisting of :tfp: .
Stop ruining it for me with your reality and seriousness.
 
I'll say it again: wow.
She's also weirdly obsessed with the Twilight movies. Not the books, mind you, but the movies. She thinks they are the most romantic thing of all time and doesn't understand how anyone could disagree. How obsessed? For summer vacation the year after the first movie came out, she loaded the husband and adopted kids in to the car and drove from Houston to Washington to see "where the movie was made."
This woman needs to die.
Two years ago she got in to tattoos. First was one on her neck. Then the small of her back. Then she got the word "Valerie" tattooed on her wrist web though that isn't the name of anyone we know of in her life. My wife thought to ask her about it but I convinced her not to saying "the whole point of the tattoo is to get people to ask about it so she can tell some stupid story about a friend who died or her alter ego." Then, at our Christmas party she spent the evening showing pictures of her new tattoo: a cherry blossom that starts by her pubis, winds up and around her rib cage, and ends by her boobs. It is fully colored, filled in and no doubt cost a ton of money. And it's hideous.
That's it, I have to meet this woman. Characters like this are too crazy for fiction. I want to get drunk with her and get her to talk about her life all night (this shouldn't be hard) and then write a novel or screenplay with every character based on her. No doubt she'd love this idea, and if it brings me untold millions, I won't complain. At the very least, we could film an indie documentary on her called "Life of a Twilight Fan." It's gold, Jerry, gold!
At some point crazy is just too crazy to hang out with. I don't think that would be a fun evening at all. I think it would veer between tedious and annoying, with a touch of scary here and there. Maybe you could get a good story out of it, but I doubt it. It's just going to be a list of short stories consisting of :tfp: .
Stop ruining it for me with your reality and seriousness.
My apologies. I will leave you to your psycho muse.
 
Homemade toothpaste? WTF??
I feel I must repost this:
Weird continuing story on my Facebooks. Guy I went to HS with lives in Idaho now. About a week ago his wife suffered a pretty bad concussion that has led to some, hopefully temporary, side effects like short-term memory loss, general confusion, and speech difficulties.

How did this happen?

A 2-liter bottle of homemade ginger ale exploded on their kitchen counter-top. Apparently it wasn't done fermenting(?) when she took it out of the fridge and put it on the counter. According to my friend the change in temperature caused it to explode.

Obviously I hope his wife is OK but I keep feeling the need to post "you know you can buy ginger ale in the store, right?". Yeah, I'm pretty much a jerk.
 
I feel I must repost this:

Weird continuing story on my Facebooks. Guy I went to HS with lives in Idaho now. About a week ago his wife suffered a pretty bad concussion that has led to some, hopefully temporary, side effects like short-term memory loss, general confusion, and speech difficulties.

How did this happen?

A 2-liter bottle of homemade ginger ale exploded on their kitchen counter-top. Apparently it wasn't done fermenting(?) when she took it out of the fridge and put it on the counter. According to my friend the change in temperature caused it to explode.

Obviously I hope his wife is OK but I keep feeling the need to post "you know you can buy ginger ale in the store, right?". Yeah, I'm pretty much a jerk.
Please stop spamming the board with your pedestrian tales of ginger ale combustion.
 
Homemade toothpaste? WTF??
I feel I must repost this:
Weird continuing story on my Facebooks. Guy I went to HS with lives in Idaho now. About a week ago his wife suffered a pretty bad concussion that has led to some, hopefully temporary, side effects like short-term memory loss, general confusion, and speech difficulties.

How did this happen?

A 2-liter bottle of homemade ginger ale exploded on their kitchen counter-top. Apparently it wasn't done fermenting(?) when she took it out of the fridge and put it on the counter. According to my friend the change in temperature caused it to explode.

Obviously I hope his wife is OK but I keep feeling the need to post "you know you can buy ginger ale in the store, right?". Yeah, I'm pretty much a jerk.
These women must be stopped. Thank god when I told my wife the homemade toothpaste story she looked at me like this - > :eek: Then she said, "can't you just use baking soda? It tastes kinda bad, but it works well."

"I think Mrs. Frosty was trying to make a tasty paste."

"Oh. Did it work?"

"It was the worst thing he ever put in his mouth."

"I'd be really concern if you said that."

:bag:

(she's right)

 
Store-brand toothpaste is actually pretty bad for you. Particularly sodium lauryl sulfate, which leads to canker sores and possibly ulcers.Completely off-topic, I don't get why everyone gives Chris Brown so much grief, but nobody has a problem with Eric Clapton. Right?

 
Homemade toothpaste? WTF??
It's supposed to be healthier or something.
Of course. I mean my Crest Whitening works great but I'm a little worried about the asbestos and lead paint chips they put in it.
Let me ask you something - have YOU ever had an erection when brushing with it? That toothpaste causes impotence, man!
I always have an erection when I brush my teeth. I am looking in the mirror at myself after all.
 
My mom thinks we should keep him, FWIW.
I agree with your mother.
We got a picture of my nephew's ear this morning. It's bruised and it was a true bite to the head. I have a 7 month old daughter. How do I know he won't take out her eye? Or worse? I can't keep him locked up or muzzled up every day of his life to keep him from attacking her. That peace of mind is gone forever and it sucks. He did okay last night with my ex-wife and older son. She won't have near the amount of foot traffic in and out of her house that we have over here. He could bite one of my boys I suppose, but he's never gone after them and they are all over him all the time. But the ex won't have little babies over there, nor does she have a lot of visitors. I'll take this over the pound or keeping him muzzled up. Still, it sucks. Why, Apollo? WHY?
 
A few years ago, our Hero called and insisted we drive to Houston to see her new dog. She had found it at a breeder and sent husband to Baton Rouge to pick it up. That's a long way for a dog but whatever. When we get there she starts on about how she is the worlds biggest Charlie Brown fan. I say, "oh, I didn't know you liked 'peanuts.' She reples, "no...I said Charlie Brown."Me: :mellow:So she brings out the dog, whom she has named 'snoopy'. How cute. Problem is that snoopy is a long-hair dachshund. I start laughing and say "snoopy is a beagle!" To which she replies, "whatever, this is the dog I wanted" and storms off. All the while her hisband is looking horrified that he will have to drive across the country to get yet another dog.

 

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