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Patchoulia
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Without Mark Tonin's shit-eating grin and flailing arms, is there really any point to going?
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Nice (list editted AGAIN!)
Yeah, cuz you're SOOOOO busy, right Schwa? What a hardship...all that "editting"...
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Alright, Kev! Woohoo!
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Hmm. My image wouldn't post. Bummer.
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Happy belated birthday, Dave!
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Am I the only one who reads Post Secret, religiously, every Monday morning?
http://postsecret.blogspot.com/
For those of you unfamiliar with it, people send in their confessions on postcards and they are posted every Sunday...I usually find a secret to which I can relate or ones that make me wonder if someone I knew posted it.
I think was my favourite today....
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No problem Kev--glad you had fun!
Internally, there are no illusions about this game and the outcome...organizers on every level were viewing this as a "learning" experience for next time. We know what worked and what didn't and will be adjusting accordingly. As should be expected.
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God love POG/ForbinHood. I remember it like it was yesterday when Bob told me at a Mule show many years ago that he liked Round Room way more than Billy Breathes and Farmhouse.
Would you let it go already Dave
I was probably just trying to relay MarcO's true love for the album...
I'm sure if Dave had his druthers, he'd let it go...my suspicion is that he still hasn't recovered from the shock of this conversation...
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Booche loves the meatstick, buries the meatstick, swallows the meatstick time...whoa-oh!
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My mom died when I was 8 and my dad didn't censor anything I read...hence, my knowledge of whores...however, I don't know HOW he knew I'd know what a whore was.
Besides which, my dad was a proper, subdued, church-going gentleman...this was not a typical conversation by any means..which makes it all the more interesting to me.
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I cant believe ANYONE likes the idea of that segue.
You've met Bob, right?
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I think I still mentally use that one, bouche.
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I told Walfredo I was feelin' lost...
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You know, like "30 days has September" etc.
When I was young, maybe 11 or 12, I said to my dad, "Dad, I can never remember which way is horizontal and which way is vertical..."
He said, "Well, you know what a whore is, right?"
Me, "Um...yeah.."
Dad: Well, what position are they generally in when they're working? WHORE-izontal.
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It was a semi-uncomfortable conversation, but I never again forgot which was vertical and horizontal.
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I've heard other rumblings of a similar nature..mostly from my colon, but some from more reliable sources.
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The prices are absolutely appalling.
Sure, the top price tickets give you some food and pop--$575 worth? Um, no.
Then again, Raptors courtside seats are over a grand each (face) and you don't get any snacks at all.
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Ew.
I'm not opening this thread anymore.
If anyone has any constructive suggestions about the dog, please PM me.
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What wasn't immediately revealed was that the fight was over the red squeaky ball...
Basher was unavailable for comment, as he was busy getting fitted for some adult diapers so as to enjoy the pre-season Bills game/96 Cokes without having to leave his seat at the Rogers Centre during the game.
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I think Julia is just blaming the dog.
Please...give me some credit...I almost always remember to put down a tarp or protective liner of some kind when I'm administering golden showers.
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I'm pretty sure she did this once before, no?
Many months ago, maybe. I don't even remember when or the circumstances...but I thought it was overnight or when she might have been inside a long time or something...it didn't seem as alarming to me then, anyway. Disturbing, but not so seemingly random.
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Yeah, she's only 3 or 4, so I wouldn't think it would be "accident" time yet.
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Your daily Best of Craigslist post...
Let us frolic in my totally dope blanket fort
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Date: 2007-03-09, 10:31AM CST
Yes, I know what you’re saying, “dude, that blanket fort sucks.†That would not be the first time I’ve heard such short-sighted criticism. Its structural integrity is dubious at best and there isn’t a whole lot of headroom. But c’mon, it’s not like I’m a freakin’ architect or anything. Besides, this little baby is just a prototype. I have vast resources of cushions for anchoring and blankets in order to maximize square footage. My living room is just waiting to be turned into a totally sweet labyrinth of love.
I am very open to suggestions in respect to design and construction, as I’d like this fort to be a shared vision. Much like the Taj Mahal, its intended that this little beauty will be inspired by a very special lady. Once our shelter is erected, we can move in and work on some of our higher order needs. Or we could just order a pizza and tell ghost stories. Please email me with a picture if you want to be invited to this living room party. It will be sweet.
PS: I’m allowed to have sleepovers.
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So, contrary to Sharon's assertion that their dog is the best dog in the world, I'm pretty sure our dog deserves that title. She is the smartest, most obedient, well-trained, loving, hilarious dog in the world!
Except....
Last night she was lying on the bed. She hopped off the bed, and it became apparent immediately that she had PEED on it!! Just lying there and took a whiz!
This is completely out of character!!
She knew she had done something wrong and slunk away and didn't come back for 40 minutes.
Any ideas why this would happen? She had been outside plenty, so it wasn't as though she had to go and didn't get an opportunity. Additionally, when she does have to go, she always lets us know.
I'm worried.
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To all those who requested additional tix: Sorry, all gone.
Cully: Let me know what you want me to do with these 2 tickets for you.
Dave: Tix are in the mailroom @ One Mount Pleasant for you to pick up anytime.
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I guess it is worth the trip. Schwa promised to throw me in the lake--yay!