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Just as well Bolty is back, because I’m out of here until mid-August.
(Not entirely; there’ll be occasional posts meantime, and the column never sleeps.)
(Admin note, July 31, 2007: sorry folks, forgot I had set comments to close after five days. Since you all (well, most of you all) seemed to be having such fun, I’ve extended the comment expiration to ten days. Andrea Harris, Administrator.)
#238 What the??? What are they doing with pictures of my wife? (Don’t answer that, I KNOW what they’re DOING with the pictures, I just want to know how they got them?) I had them safely stashed in an envelope under the matress, next to my money.
Hey! Where’s my MONEY!!!!!Still think it’s funny to pass out drunk round heah, bo’?
Posted by richard mcenroe on 2007 07 30 at 03:25 PM • permalinkI had a particularly long and boring meeting with our attorneys today, so I was finally able to knock off another Detective Paco story. But I have to cut and paste some stuff from a file on my home computer, so it won’t be out until tonight. In this exciting episode, Detective Paco (with an unexpected assist from Sheila’s mom)trails Islamic Rage Boy, with some peculiar results.
Orright, I have assignments I’d like to get done before the baby is born.
One is on the bush, and how life was back in the 1890s. It was tough, but they did it, somehow.
Problem is, a lot of Aussies don’t consider me Aussie because I came here when I was 11, about 10 years ago. Thus, finding out how it was is difficult, because they think I know.
I guess I just have to nurse Ember and guess.
Geez Louise, I thought I’d stop by to see what kind of hell everyone was raising since Tim left you to yourselves, but I sure as hell am not going to read six pages worth of drunken blather. No offense intended. I’m sure that it is very interesting drunken blather, as always. I’ll just wait quietly here in the corner, with my Brandy and cigar, and wait or Det. Paco to show up with his latest and greatest.
A Detective Paco story is coming? EXCELLENT!
Ash, that assignment sounds extremely interesting - not at all like the crud I’m slogging through at the moment. History is great, especially when you think about all the modern conveniences (the ones the Goracle and his ilk want to seize from the grubby paws of the unwashed masses) that folks a hundred years ago would cheerfully have given up a limb, or at least several digits, to have had.
I’m currently finishing up a pile of mind-numbing paperwork required of me now that I’ve completed my advanced community practice/diabetes education rotation (I’m in the final year of pharmacy school, studying to become a professional pill-pusher). I love the rotations, but am not so fond of the accompanying busywork. Bleah.
Posted by Blue State Sil on 2007 07 30 at 04:59 PM • permalinkI’ve been carrying around a digital camera wherever I go for the last week or so looking to photograph evidence of Paco Industries infilitration into the Fatherland, but he’s a cagey one that Paco. I know I’ll find something soon, I can feel it.
Once I do capture some photos, I would normally just email them to Tim. Since he’s abandoned us like redheaded step-children I’ll have to post them somewhere. Maybe that place that Kae uses, Photocomode or some such.#12 Yes salty, we’ve run the gamit. 7 pages of news flashes, personal triumphs, tragedies, fights, drunken yahoolery, painful honesty, songs out the wahzoo and the like.
There, I’ve just saved you the trouble of having to wade though all of it.
Now where’s Paco with that story??? It’s coming up on 12am and I’m starting to yawn. But I’m a disciplined soldier whose been trained on how to go without much sleep. Why, I can stay awake for days on en…......ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzz#15 Kae: Sounds a bit like Dick Smith’s idea of towing icebergs from Antarctica.
Maybe, the bladders will arrive at Tugun on 01/04/08.
Here is a better idea for them; hang the bladders from hot-air balloons and wait for a northerly. The winds are faster than the sea currents and the water might get here before we run out around September.Cruising Bolta’s, I found this spiked online link Measuring the Political Temperature. Bolt used it to kosh the terrifying scenario of GW outlined on ACA.
Given the ratings for everything to do with global warming, it’s understandable that tabloid TV has gone for the apocalyptic scenario.
They were never going to run a well measured scientific assessment.
Posted by Margos Maid on 2007 07 30 at 06:34 PM • permalinkI didn’t see the ACA story kae - but let’s keep fingers crossed that Australia never sees the scourge of bushfires, which pretty much never happened in this country before global warming.
Posted by Margos Maid on 2007 07 30 at 07:05 PM • permalinkFrom kae’s (broken) link:
Lynas describes his ‘visions of a sustainable Britain’, which includes a ‘quieter, slower life, where people take more time when travelling and travel less’. In Six Degrees, he says that in the low-carbon society we would finally realise that ‘our planet is a unique gift…which we are indescribably privileged to be born into’.
The low-carbon society is above all calm.
Ayn Rand summed it up back in the 1950’s, when she had one of her antagonists in Atlas Shrugged pleading/demanding all the successful people to slow down, let everyone catch their breaths.
I’ve always thought that was a particularly insightful observation. The fundamental difference between Lefties and Normals - the Lefties are slower. In every way.
Nice rant, Texas Bob.
I’m home today, so anyone can feel free to rant and I’ll be reading it.
And if I haven’t said it before (it’s been real hectic the last couple of weeks and no time for TimBlair and co), welcome back, RebeccaH, and good to see you still kicking.
Posted by Nilknarf Arbed on 2007 07 30 at 07:10 PM • permalink#29 Yes, it is the same old arguement. Everyone slow down. Stop consuming. Cut back. Stay home. Everyone do nothing.
Everyone except them, that is. Total, definative text-book hypocrisy.
I’m with Joss Stone. Keep the limo running and the heater cranked up. Al Gore can kiss my uber-consuming lilly white ass. If energy is abundant enough for him to waste, there’s enough for the rest of us too.Uh oh. Heh. I e:mailed the story from work to my home e:mail and it doesn’t seem to have arrived. Not sure what the problem is. I may need to e:mail the part I did at home to my work e:mail and THEN post it tomorrow (I wonder if J.K. Rowling ever has this problem?). In any event, you better go on to bed, T-Bob. It’s not like you’ll wake up tomorrow and be reading all over the internet how the story came out.
In California they are known as brushfires. We take the r out of arse and put it in bush.
Posted by dean martin on 2007 07 30 at 07:22 PM • permalinkIs it just me, or is Grimmy conspicuous in his absence?
Posted by Nilknarf Arbed on 2007 07 30 at 07:41 PM • permalinkI have to share this…
Kevin Rudd called Julia Gillard into his office one day and said, “Julia I
have a great idea! We are going to go
all out to win the country voters.”
“Good idea Opposition Leader, how will we go about it?” said Julia.
“Well,” said Rudd, “we’ll get ourselves one of those DrizaBone coats, some
RM Williams boots, a stick and an Akubra hat, oh and a Blue Cattle Dog.
Then we will really look the part. We’ll go to a typical old outback country
pub; we will show we really enjoy the bush.”
“Right,” said Julia. Days later, all kitted out and with the requisite blue
heeler, they set off from Canberra in a westerly direction.
Eventually they arrived at just the place they were looking for and found a
typical outback pub and walked in up to the bar with the dog.
“G’day mate,” said Rudd, to the bartender, “two middies of your best beer.”
“Good afternoon Opposition Leader,” said the bartender, “two middies of our
best coming up”.
Gillard and Rudd stood leaning on the bar drinking their beer, chatting, and
nodding now and again to those who came into the bar for a drink. The dog
lay quietly at their feet.
All of a sudden, the door from the adjacent bar opened and in came a
grizzled old stockman, complete with stock whip. He walked up to the cattle
dog, lifted its tail with the whip and looked underneath, shrugged his
shoulders and walked back to the other bar. A few moments later, in came
another old stockman with his whip. He walked up to the dog and lifted its
tail, looked underneath, scratched his head and went back to the other bar.
Over the course of the next hour or so another four or five stockmen came in
and, lifted the dogs tail and went away looking puzzled.
Eventually, Rudd and Gillard could stand it no longer and called the Barman
over.
“Tell me,” said Rudd, “why did all those old stockmen come in and look under
the dog’s tail like that? Is it an old outback custom?”
“Strewth no!” said the barman. “It’s just that someone went ‘n told ‘em
there was a cattle dog in this bar with two arseholes!”#15 Kae, why not just use obsolete oil carriers. They can be cleaned out and they can drift along in the current and then power in and unload and then steam back upstream.
But where is this fresh water coming from?
Posted by Wimpy Canadian on 2007 07 30 at 07:53 PM • permalink#58 Grimmy is out visiting places, and doing stuff. Some of it may be interesting to some folk, most if it boring, even to him.
#63 that made some letters come out.
Posted by Margos Maid on 2007 07 30 at 07:57 PM • permalink#68
It’s not MY harebrained scheme!The water’ll come from Tully. Tully gets the most rain in Australia. Here’s some info on Tully, home of the Big Gumboot.
Hey 1.6. I hear that Tim’s column never sleeps. Can you confirm?
Posted by Margos Maid on 2007 07 30 at 07:59 PM • permalink#57 Hey, the Canadian version can fry baby seals at 50 paces.
Posted by Wimpy Canadian on 2007 07 30 at 08:02 PM • permalinkThanks 1.6, I thought there had to be something going for him.
Posted by Margos Maid on 2007 07 30 at 08:03 PM • permalink#59 I think the report really meant a million times more intense than the Sun. Even then, it’s not specified whether that is at the Sun’s surface or the Earth’s .. or Pluto’s.
The SUn is immensely brighter than we perceive as we only get a little bit of its radiation output.
Posted by Wimpy Canadian on 2007 07 30 at 08:05 PM • permalinkBusy this morning 1.6 - I’ll have to take a raincheck on that. Perhaps one of your other many friends can go for a ride today.
Posted by Margos Maid on 2007 07 30 at 08:06 PM • permalink#60 and Mentalfloss hasn’t been around foraw while.
Posted by Wimpy Canadian on 2007 07 30 at 08:08 PM • permalinkNice going 1.6. That should keep you in chopper fuel for a while. We’ll definitely celebrate tomorrow.
Posted by Margos Maid on 2007 07 30 at 08:11 PM • permalinkBest birthday present I ever got?
A birdbath for my garden from my friendly neighbours across the street.
There was something else, I thought of it the other day, it wasn’t expensive it was simple, but I can’t remember it right now.
I loved the mother’s day card I got from my ex-housemate. (The daugher I never had.)
#110 Never heard that beofre, I’d like to check it out. Got a link?
#111 Oh yes. It was one that I had been eyeing for a long time, but didn’t think I could justify laying down that much money on myself. She saved up and suprised me with it. I take it with me everywhere I go. (except Iraq. Too dry. I bought a cheapy to take there)
The present that touched me most was made by my youngest brother when he was about 9 years old. It was a drawing of my property, including not just the house but the outbuildings, well cover and vegetable garden down to the stalks of corn, peas and runner beans. Oh, and the wild berry patch over in the far corner. Besides the people, he included the dog and cats, too.
#127, glad you got to see them together again. That doesn’t always happen as I know from experience.
Pardon my french, but it appears that the coral of the Great Barrier Reef is buggered no matter what, look!
You know, I just can’t understand how the coral has survived for so long under these dreadful conditions.
Old site, however it’s in the news now. Cold causes coral bleaching, too.
We’re all gonna die!
#131
Another special gift. My friend’s son chose a piece of wood which they sanded and polished and made into a key rack. It’s lovely. It’s another special gift.
However, it’s never been used as my ex-husband wouldn’t put it up for me. He said it was tacky.
That’s why he’s my ex. Well, one of the reasons.
Night, Texas.
I will fess up to liking Marty Robbins. You can blame my mum for that. And for Ray Charles.
Posted by Nilknarf Arbed on 2007 07 30 at 09:18 PM • permalink#133, tacky gifts are often best. My mother was given a pair of (tacky) earrings by another brother for Christmas the year he was seven, picked out, he said because the pearls were so big! She wore them now and then until he was a grown man, probably still has them.
In your place, I’d have put up that key rack as soon as the ex was out the door!
Just dropped by to wish 1.618 a happy birthday
(MASSIVE SMOOCHIES!!!)
and steal that joke about Kruddy and the Gillmonster.Have fun, people!
Posted by SwinishCapitalist on 2007 07 30 at 09:38 PM • permalinkA Martin D-15 is a beautiful guitar, you are a lucky man, Texas Bob.
I once saw a pristine 70’s model Martin D-28 for sale in a country music store for $2000 and near as dammit sold my car to buy it, but changed my mind, being a responsible young man back in those days.
I have been kicking myself ever since. Cars come and go, but a Martin is forever.
Posted by Pedro the Ignorant on 2007 07 30 at 09:40 PM • permalinkComment 1622? Whose keeping score?
Like at
http://www.baseball-almanac.com/humor4.shtml
Costello: That’s who’s name? Abbott: Yes.
Or again at http://www.arlo.net/resources/lyrics/new-orleans.shtml
The City of New Orleans by Steve Goodman
“Dealin’ card games with the old men in the club car. Penny a point ain’t no one keepin’ score.”Posted by stackja1945 on 2007 07 30 at 10:04 PM • permalinkSteve Bracks quit politics cause his son is causing him major problems, no doubt about that.
So why won’t Al Gore quit global warming already?
Posted by Jamie-Reardon on 2007 07 30 at 10:11 PM • permalinkAl Gore’s son is high right now, he doesn’t understand you Retread, he’s chasing space shuttles driven by intoxicated astronauts.
Posted by Jamie-Reardon on 2007 07 30 at 10:18 PM • permalinkBack many moons ago, when I lived in Florida, I had a boyfriend who worked in a county park. One day, he climbed a fence, picked a perfect magnolia blossom, brought it to my house, and presented it to me in a water-filled glass 7-Up bottle. It was the nicest flower I’ve ever received.
Posted by Blue State Sil on 2007 07 30 at 10:29 PM • permalinkFor those who can’t wait, here’s a rerun of the very first Detective Paco story.
#154 kae
I haven’t made them yet, but I plan to this week. Hooray for vacations!
The best part is that The Husband hates coconut, so they’ll be mine! All mine! *cackles gleefully*
Posted by Blue State Sil on 2007 07 30 at 10:53 PM • permalinkPlease be careful, Blue, when I made them some fell in my mouth and that fortnight I put on 1.2kg. And I shared mine around.
All up since 16/4 I have lost 8.9kg, but put on 1.3.
Better luck Thursday when I get weighed again. (They are truly excellent bikkies, I like the lighter version, spooned onto paper on the baking tray.)Dutchess has calved again. No milk yield records will be broken this time due to the cold weather.
#157, Well if he’s a good-looking son of a bitch then sure. Ayn Rand was thinking of me but didn’t want to state it so blatantly.
But hey, if it’s not that Hank and he looks like Ted Kennedy then no, he is related to Shrek.
Posted by Jamie-Reardon on 2007 07 30 at 11:15 PM • permalinkPost 1666 by my figuring - a number to conjure with.
If only I could be sure some other bugger wasn’t going to snaffle it.Posted by SwinishCapitalist on 2007 07 31 at 01:24 AM • permalinkSee what I mean?
I’ll just go back to the heater. Maintaining a higher body temperature than frozen is a major challenge today.Posted by SwinishCapitalist on 2007 07 31 at 01:27 AM • permalinkHappy B-day, 1,618! And many happy returns.
I just had my ahem0th b-day the 12th of this month. The most wonderful gift I’ve ever received was a surprise visit from my nephew, the son-of-my-heart, Michael(younger brother to Charlie-O, for those of you who might remember him). Mike is the contrarian in our family of sailors and marines; he joined the Air Force. We warned him about being an Air Force puke, but he wouldn’t listen. He’s about ready to change services because the Air Force only let him into Iraq for one tour. He wants back. On the anniversary of my birth, I looked up and saw this tall, handsome young man strolling down the dock. The whole scene was like those “miracle” bits in the movies. I’m an invalid, but I by god got up and walked as fast as my mostly useless legs could carry me to meet him. This boy lived with me for the first 6 years of his life. He’s 25 now. I hadn’t seen him for 10 years. Oh, Joy!
I finally got my husband the present he’s wanted for the 20-some years I’ve known him: a working cannon. Not a full-sized one, of course, which requires too many permissions to use (and wouldn’t on our boat anyway), but a miniature one that makes a respectable booming noise. Damn near brought him to tears. Aren’t we the romantic couple?
I, too, would like to know where MentalFloss is. I wonder if he made it to Kurdistan.
saltydog—whadja get him, a signal cannon or a nice swivel gun? Load the latter with four-0 buck over a nice charge of ffG powder and jetskiers ain’t no problem no more…
Posted by richard mcenroe on 2007 07 31 at 01:33 AM • permalinkI would also like to register a where-the hell-are-ya to Stop Continental Drift, not just a noble cause but also a fine contributor.
Perhaps if Blairy spent a bit less time with his insomniacal column, and a bit more time with HR, we wouldn’t be in this fine mess.
Posted by Margos Maid on 2007 07 31 at 01:52 AM • permalinkBeen busy lately and stopped in to see what’s up.
1,650 comments? Is this thread a test to see how big one can get before the server says “f*ck it!” and quits?
Posted by Spiny Norman on 2007 07 31 at 02:24 AM • permalinkI’d like to register my disgust. Can someone please tell me how long this will take, what the cost is and how many forms are involved?
#175 - Happy 1st Birthday Margos. Spooky how close your b’day is to 1.6’s.
I second your motion on SCD. When tectonic plates take precedence over amusing me, then surely your priorities are askew.
Now about that disgust - Blair states, and I quote “and the column never sleeps”. What a load of rot. I’ve been clicking on that thing since Friday and it’s still the same yawnfest from start to finish. You’d have more chance staying awake listening to question time in parliament whilst on a gin an Mogadon bender.
While I’m still registering, I am now of the opinion that Kevi Rudd may be more dangerous than Gough Whitlam on crack. What’s his next policy announcement? If elected no one will die? Every child to receive a pony? I hate that moonfaced hall monitor more than Kochie.
Posted by Infidel Tiger on 2007 07 31 at 02:37 AM • permalinkFloss had that back problem, had surgery I believe/ Posted here say a month or two ago, commenting and laughing at one of Dect. Paco’s mystery stories.
Haven’t seen him since. Also emailed him a few (as Floss was the interpreter of my Ahmadinejad reply) so we had been in touch. BUT no replies to my latest efforts to contact. (AND I can understand that, with my magnetic, electrifying personality)...lol.
But do hope the man is well.
Agree with Margos Maid concerning SCD.
#180 - Take it, Ash. I’ve got a million more, but you can’t use ‘em in mixed company or until the kids are in bed.
Posted by Infidel Tiger on 2007 07 31 at 02:47 AM • permalinkI’d still love to know what happened to Stoop Davy Dave/Huck Foley. Wronwright’s explanation is most puzzling.
That man brought the funny.
Posted by Infidel Tiger on 2007 07 31 at 02:49 AM • permalink#181 I’d reply, but I keep getting a bounce back. Probably Outlook trying to p*** me off, and working.
#182 Tiger, I love it, and I’d love the million more. I don’t have kids… quite yet. And at work, they’re used to me colouring the air a bright shade of blue. In fact, my boss thought it was hilarious.
I once walked into a meeting with the then-Premier, saying something along the lines of “For F*** Sake, can’t you ****ing do a single ****ing thing for your ****ing self, you have to drag me in here at ****ing 8 o’****ingclock on a ****ing Monday to tell me ****ing s*** I could have guessed at home, laying in my warm ****ing bed, comfortable as all ***k, daydreaming about ****ing sleeping, you ***king a*******?!”
Unfortunately, I had intended on finishing the sentence before I walked into the room. I failed.
#190
ABC Radio PM:
Not applying for hospital leave til last minute; departure when SIM card disclosed in chat room conversation with brother in Bangalore (how dumb, as if it isn’t traceable) along the lines of ‘nothing’s been found out about your daughter born; or about Kafeek(?) used it (SIM card) and is involved in a project over there’.#194 - Have you tried looking for anything in this thread Kae? I lost my pants 3 pages back and have a sneaking suspicion they were used to filter home brewed mead.
And have you ever tried to navigate around the Daily telegraph site looking for Tim’s column? Easier to find an Australian artist not living off the taxpayer’s kick.
Posted by Infidel Tiger on 2007 07 31 at 03:52 AM • permalink1.618 - it’s your birthday?
Hurray!
Here’s your party hat full of jelly beans, cupcakes, and of course…
FAIRY BREAD!!happy 1.618day!
Posted by carpefraise on 2007 07 31 at 04:02 AM • permalink#130 Andrea, thank you!
*grabs the flare gun and starts hunting*
Posted by carpefraise on 2007 07 31 at 04:11 AM • permalinkIs there a break in the space time continuum? It’s Margos birthday today and the poor scrubber hasn’t received so much as a lint ball from any of us and yet 1.6’s birthday is in August and we’ve showered her like a sewer worker after a hard day? Where’s the justice, eh? Howard’s Australia - The worker takes it in the keyster
Posted by Infidel Tiger on 2007 07 31 at 04:19 AM • permalink#16 Texas Bob regarding the Paco infiltration…
did you know he has managed to wangle - yes sir, WANGLE! - his name into an episode of Sex and the City? Said by the Mr Big character no less!
I want the name of Paco’s distributor, s/he’s doing some serious coverage and deserves a medal for far-flung and unusual coverage.
Posted by carpefraise on 2007 07 31 at 04:21 AM • permalink#189 & 190, egg_ & ash_:
Brief grabs from Andrews’s speech on Ch 9 news.
Considerably more on the matter from Laurie Oakes.
Another ‘he says’ report by Auntie at their ABC.
How fortunate we are to have all these clever journos translating everything for us dumbos.
Does anyone have a link to a transcript of what Andrews actually said?There was a movie about Julius Caesar made in the 50’s (dunno, maybe called Julius Caesar?) and this line spoken by one the senators has stuck with me since I was a kid. He was in a discussion about Republican corruption and he said: I’m willing to accept a little Republican corruption, along with a lot of Republican freedom. Whenever I become jaded by the politics of the day, I remember that line.
So channel 9 appears to have paid a large sum of money to somebody who may yet prove to be a terrorist sympathiser.
I wonder how much fertiliser you can get with $150,000?
Posted by Margos Maid on 2007 07 31 at 05:02 AM • permalinkSpeaking of Media Watch, kae, how much time do you think they will spend talking about media organisations giving money to terrorist suspects?
Posted by Margos Maid on 2007 07 31 at 05:09 AM • permalinkI don’t think anyone, including the Usual Suspects, really believed that Haneef doesn’t have some knowledge of the UK branch of his tribe’s activities.
Running for cover on a one way ticket the day after your cousins are caught in a mass murder attempt, is not a good look. He would still be rattling the bars if it was up to me.
I don’t take kindly to invited guests stealing the silver or breaking the furniture.But to the lefties, anything is an excuse to carp at HoWARd.
Posted by Pedro the Ignorant on 2007 07 31 at 05:21 AM • permalinkOkay, after being up all night with a crook kiddy, and sleeping away the afternoon with said rugrat, happy birthday to those who’ve had one.
That means you, Salty, and Margos and 1.618 and anyone else who’s got one.
Of course, when I have my birthday in september, I expect to be showered with flowers and pressies and praise.
Posted by Nilknarf Arbed on 2007 07 31 at 06:13 AM • permalinkI reckon its all as I have always said: he knew that is cousins were up to no good, most of his family knew they were up to no good, but I doubt he had a clue about anything specific. When it all blew up (heh heh) he decided to do a runner before anyone could haul hi in for questions.
Plenty of grounds for canceling his visa (hanging out with bad characters). Not so much to charge him. I suspect the AFP got a little bit too excited, coupled with some bad info from scotland yard.
#214 p6, splice,
Perfect! Not single, long past being a girl and only in a hurry when I’m first at the lights, BUT the kids have all moved out, more or less, so it’s all good, except for this thing I have about not wasting money on fripperies.
Further, it may be 1.618’s birthday today (Happy birthday 1.618!) but mine actually was on 1/4, in the am, and though I doubt that anyone will care I don’t want to hear anything about it. OK? !!! Been putting up with jokes people think are original about April fools for all my long(ish) life.
My best birthday present was a horn from a deer that my eldest son found while camping at Royal National Park, south of Sydney. Some other kid was with him and there was a dispute re whose it was. The camp counsellor, taking on a Solomonic role, said it should be cut in half but my boy (now 36) said, Nooooo! Let the other kid have it! Whereupon it was given to my boy. And I have it still, mounted by my dear crazy brother on a block of highly polished wood. I hang my nice pink golf hat from it.
#44 Texas Bob
I tried that low-carbon diet once. It didn’t work for me. Gave me gas and a peculiar hankering for patchouli oil and tie-die t-shirts.
Hmm. Me too. Went on a low-carbon (well, low-IQ due to hippy infestation) camping trip once. Found if you’re gonna get gas then Hot Cowboy Beans out of the All-Texas Cookbook is a much better way to go AND they cook just fine in a camp oven.
For some reason this pissed off the vegan hippies.
Dunno why.I found that patchouli oil makes a g*dawful substitute for gun oil when cleaning the .303 next to the fire where the cowboy beans were cooking. But it burns just fine when you chuck it in the fire.
I still have no idea why the hippies were wetting themselves about this. Maybe that oil is used for something else??
But what?Found that tie-die T-shirts made a decent target to zero the .303 on at 100 yards. The hippies, being hippies, did not notice the holes, but seemed to get even more alienated, angry and negative. So many negative waves! Thet did not seem to buy this argument.
So much for using their own lingo.
Even if it did come from Kelly’s Heroes.No idea why they were so upset!
I already knew that freshly-shot and skinned young goat rubbed with pepper, salt and bacon lard and roasted over a slow fire while being basted with more bacon lard goes brilliantly with cowboy beans.
I still have absolutely no idea why full-grown “male” hippies would actually cry when one skins a young goat one has just shot, or go all quiet-like when one is eating it.
With cowboy beans and fresh-cooked damper.
And rum.
Neat.Hey, they had their mung-bean salad and tofu. Did I get upset about that?
No.
I offered them roast goat, cowboy beans and rum.
Did they accept?
No.
I offered them musketry tuition using my .303 and EVERYTHING.
Did they display interest?
No.There is just no understanding vegan hippies.
MarkL
canberraNo, no, let go of your beachfront properties.
Posted by Margos Maid on 2007 07 31 at 07:11 AM • permalinkPoor little goaty.
You are nothing but a savage, MarkL. (#238 this page, God/Andrea only knows the total number)It should have been slow cooked in a camp oven, with spuds and onions.
And .303 is soooo WW2, man.
Posted by Pedro the Ignorant on 2007 07 31 at 07:22 AM • permalink#241 Pedro
What can I say? It was a nice young tender goat. And the camp oven already had hot Texas cowboy beans in it. What was I to do?
I like the .303 a lot, it kinda just fits me well. You know how that goes with a rifle.
However, I am keeping my eye out for an Imperial Japanese Army Type 38 6.5mm Arisaka. Good round, and one of the better infantryman’s bolt-action rifles made, although many people don’t understand why. See Frank de Haas (pp.59-75 and especially p.66 where he describes a maniac who rechambered it and fired .308” rounds through the .264” barrel!). Massively strong action, impossible to blow up and many infantryman’s wrinkles to the design.
But it is late, and there is work tomorrow….
MarkL
CanberraWow, everyone piking early.
Not that I’ve been carrying my share of the load. For that I offer my (not very) humble apologies.
I do believe that I should at least hang around until the page turns.
Posted by Nilknarf Arbed on 2007 07 31 at 07:44 AM • permalinkHmmm. Sounds like a new soap… As The Page Turns… or is that Days of our Blog?
Either way, we’ve more than enough characters to take on Home and Away and beat it in the ratings.
I’d just like to be Token Bimbo in the credits, that’s the only role I ever want to play on screen.
Posted by Nilknarf Arbed on 2007 07 31 at 07:49 AM • permalinkNilk, that’s what happens when you spend the week horizontal and sick.
Life just goes on.
But its’ OK, a bit like Bold and the Beautiful (or Timid and Ugly as someone I used to be married to would say). You’ll pick it up.I’ll be off soon, too. I think I’m getting the lurgie, almost everyone has had something in the last week or two, and I think it’s my turn. Great. My boss will have a cow.
Moo.
Hahahah Timid and Ugly. I like that one.
I used to live with someone who religiously watched Days of Our Drearies as he called it. He taped it if he couldn’t be home to watch it.
I always found that a bit weird.
Posted by Nilknarf Arbed on 2007 07 31 at 08:00 AM • permalinkAsh,they aren’t all skanks. They can also be the sweet little thing who has been scandalously used by a Total Cad.
You can be the Dishevelled Angel.
Posted by Nilknarf Arbed on 2007 07 31 at 08:05 AM • permalinkJanice, re my comment #147, p6, I only do that if I’m late for work, lol, not as a general rule, far too dangerous.
My perfect birthday present was from my daughter, aged around 4, it was a box of seashells she had collected at the beach (with me) the day before, I still have them 13 years later.
Happy Birthday for today 1.618.
Happy Birthday for earlier this month Saltydog.
Oh and happy birthday to everyone for the next 365 days.
Phew, that should cover us all.
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That said, I was almost sure that I was bigger than some of the houses we went into today.