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Failure to Launch

The weird thing about these kids today isn't simply that they're lost and confused and shiftless and angst-ridden and "emo" and all that. It's that they're 34 years old. That's the premise of Monica Hesse's excellent essay in today's Style section on the arrested development of America's youth.

In my family, the "failure to launch" issue could pretty soon become a matter of concern. The rockets are on the pad and the countdown has begun. I don't want to stretch the metaphor too much, but suffice it to say that the liquid oxygen and liquid hydrogen have been pumped into the fuel tanks. The computers have assigned the trajectories to the guidance systems, the scaffolding has been pulled away. You follow me? The blast trench has been flooded with water. I could go on.

It's a poignant time for those of us at the Launch Command Center, wearing our little headsets. But no, I didn't cry at the high school graduation ceremony the other day -- because I spent the whole time cursing at the crapola sound system that made the speakers unintelligible. Once again, a $10 million gym and a $19.95 sound system.

Are kids and young adults different today than a generation ago? Of course they are. And in many ways they are fantastically more together, intellectually and emotionally, than the spaced-out ding-dongs of my cohort. They're smarter, cleaner, nicer, more conscientious.

My only concern is that, for all their charm and virtues, it is hard to imagine that they will someday have one of those things we refer to in our society as a "job."

Each of these kids has only a few years to master a skill that is plausibly remunerative. These kids have to be so good at one thing that the value of the behavior -- and by "behavior" I am referring to what is more generically known as "work" -- is not only equal to, but actually greater than the value of the money the employer has decided is an appropriate compensation.

This is the whole concept behind being paid to do something in a capitalist society. The capitalists, ideally, will observe what you, the worker, the laborer, the "prole" as we used to say, is doing, and will determine that the benefit of owning the results of your labor is greater than the benefit of retaining possession of his/her cash.

Which raises the question, for all parents of teenagers: How do we get them to that point (paid! for actual work!) from their current status in life (useless beyond imagination ..... can't so much as take out the trash ..... ).

Having a job (a talent, a passion, a skill) means surrendering a great deal of choice over one's daily life. You wind up at the same desk every day. Years pass. You come to see yourself as little more than a beast pulling a sled laden with cargo. Someone above you periodically shouts "Mush!" But there is honor in this act, because you are a productive member of society. You can hold your head high, bit firmly clenched in your teeth.

By Joel Achenbach  |  June 11, 2009; 8:52 AM ET
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Fantastic Kit, Joel. I wonder how we get them from here to there? My #1 is pretty much on her way, but also still in school at 23. How to move out of one phase and into the next?

Posted by: Yoki | June 11, 2009 9:57 AM | Report abuse

I think I see your problem, Joel. Liquid nitrogen will, indeed, react with liquid oxygen, but the reaction is not highly exothermic. Try putting some liquid hydrogen in that fuel tank in place of the nitrogen, and I think you'll see some improvement.

On the other hand, I have no clue on how to turn children into productive members of society. This is somewhat worrisome, as I am responsible for a brace of ScienceKids. I have set my sights on "non-detrimental".

Posted by: ScienceTim | June 11, 2009 10:06 AM | Report abuse

Unless you are lead dog, the scenery never changes.

My son has shown tremendous leadership and organization skills as the defacto Guild Leader in his World of Warcraft group. He spends hours every evening wearing headphones with a built-in mic shouting cryptic orders as people on the other side of the internet.

He chooses to do this from the arm chair in the living room where I am paying rapt attention to Scarlet Johansson's exquisite treatise on the psychological perils of being a live-in child care provider for emotionally detached wealthy people. His constant barking is so random and loud that I have to repeatedly pause and rewind the scene where ScarJo is caught in an elevator lobby with her pants pulled down around her thighs as a cute guy comes off the elevator. If I don't catch the witty dialog, the set-up for the rest of the romantic subplot of the film is lost.

But I digress. I suggested that if he is going to do nothing all day except sit on my furniture in my air-conditioned house using my broadband internet connection to play WoW, that he might as well 'goldfarm' and play the game for other people, for which he would be paid a pittance equal to a living wage in some third world countries.

His only reaction is "But dad, that wouldn't be fun." And this is where I realized we had irreconcilable life philosophies. Not that his doesn't have its allure.

Posted by: yellojkt | June 11, 2009 10:12 AM | Report abuse

With the pace of change in my own lifetime alone, I wonder if there will even be things like "jobs" by the time my daughter gets to the launch pad (she turns 5 June 18. Months, that is). As bizarre as I'm sure it is for JA to think of a teenager becoming a wage-earner, I'm astounded at the prospect of this little, squirmy screaming thing metamorphosing into something that walks and talks, and maybe even talks back!

Posted by: Southwester | June 11, 2009 10:24 AM | Report abuse

My good friend's son just graduated days ago from Escalon High Scool in California. David Brooks graduated 30 years ago from Radnor High School in Pennsylvania, as he wrote yesterday. This is the 40th year since my graduation from Bakersfield High School.

Yet, what comes to mind in terms of "launching" is a parable from Cherie Carter-Scott's Book, "If Life is a Game, These are the Rules," in the chapter "You Will be Presented with Lessons," the parable reprinted from Gwenyth Craven's "The Speed of Light." In short:

It's the story of a Morocan girl whose father is a spinner. They are on a ship to Egypt when they encounter a storm. The father is killed, the daughter cast upon the shore. She is discovered by a family of weavers, who take her in. She learns to weave and becomes content.

However, she is captured a few years later on the seashore by slavers, who sell her in the slave market in Istanbul. Through a strange series of events, the girl, who was to have been a server to the buyer's wife, is, because of destitute circumstances, forced to learn how to make ships' masts, the husband's profession. She works so conscientiously that she is made a partner in the firm.

She must then take a shipment of masts to China, but unfortunately, her vessel is struck by a typhoon. Again she washes up on a strange seashore, and after she cries out against fate, she begins to walk inland.

Let's say that the end of the parable is interesting, is some ways like Cinderella, in others ways clearly not.

The ending sentence: "And she had realized that though her adventures had seemed terrible when they were happening, they turned out to be essential for her ultimate happiness."

Life will indeed present everyone with lessons.

Posted by: laloomis | June 11, 2009 10:28 AM | Report abuse

Failure to launch? Remember the old Vanguard rockets? I've got two still on the launch pads, one 26 years old, one 23, fueled up, ready to go. Gantries removed. The launch button was pushed years ago. Water in the blast trench all evaporated, now filled with cobwebs and the occasional toad. Nuthin'.

*weeping many large crocodile tears at this kit*

Posted by: curmudgeon6 | June 11, 2009 10:29 AM | Report abuse

@Southwester: Oh, it will get around to talking back. Count on it.

In another vingette of life with a summer vacationing college student, he got up early this morning to prepare a dish representing his ethnic heritage for his sociology class. He chose to make lemongrass chicken since when we cleaned the refrigerator together about a month ago, he noticed a quart sized container of minced lemongrass in the freezer.

But it did require him running out to the grocery store at 6 am to buy chicken for the dish. Because none of this had occurred to him the night before while he was raiding.

Posted by: yellojkt | June 11, 2009 10:32 AM | Report abuse

As I found it, the trick was not to have extra cash to give them during their formative teenaged years, so that they had to get a job if they wanted to have money and the ability to buy what they needed and what they wanted. There are some advantages to not being fabulously wealthy.

Elderdottir called last night in a state of excitment. She will be called to return to the company she worked for last year, in a job higher than the part-time position she had when she was there. This job is full-time, yay, and will be the sixth position she has held since she graduated from college in 2004.

The Geekdottir, well, what can I say. I'm not sure my brother did her a favor when he signed her on as a contract programmer. She still has a contract but no work. OTOH, she still has about 75 cents of the first dollar she ever earned and most of the rest she's earned, too. She's spending this summer helping her boyfriend do the research for his thesis for his masters in archeology. As in digging through mud at a site in Mississippi. I just hope HE can get a job when he finishes his PhD.

But I still owe my thanks to my friend C, owner of the cake shop, who gave both of them their first job and their first taste of working with the public.

Posted by: slyness | June 11, 2009 10:35 AM | Report abuse

What we need is someone to stand on the porch, shake his fist, and yell/mutter, "Get a job, you darn kids!"

I'd do it, but the old people in glass houses thing would come back to bite me.

Posted by: byoolin1 | June 11, 2009 10:36 AM | Report abuse

//Having a job (a talent, a passion, a skill) means surrendering a great deal of choice over one's daily life.//
I think about this every day! However winning the lottery is like one of those work projects someone throws money at for years but which shows no discernible progress.

But it pays the (electrical) bills, replaces living-room ceiling fans and adds a new one in the downstairs bathroom. Or will. The line is still shut off at the breaker, but I have an appointment.

RDP, the Lowe's here had 3 flats of good-sized Mr. Stripeys yesterday. Can I mail you one?

I have about an hour of planting left, flowers in the back. I love that tomato leaf smell, and was surprised to find that the old-time Jersey tomato leaves smelled different than the other varieties--still like tomatoes, but spicier, more complex. The Rutgers plants have little tomatoes on them already, looking forward to comparing the 3 (Rutgers, Moreton, Ramapo).

Gotta set up for a phone meeting. So much for choices.

Posted by: -dbG- | June 11, 2009 10:42 AM | Report abuse

Life sometimes doesn’t go according to plan. There are misfires and unexpected developments, and when you are just starting out you typically don’t have the resources to really weather these downturns well. So it is nice to know that there is a home to return to.

For, example, I remember very clearly that sepia-tinted fall of 1986. I was 24, and living like a sixteen year old with my mother and my sister in my childhood home. And yet, just 12 months prior I had used my freshly minted Master’s Degree in Physics to land a shamefully lucrative job in my home town, was engaged to a feisty redhead, and was scoping out a little house to fix up. I had reached, or so I believed, a glorious peak of accomplishment which was the logical and inevitable endpoint of the upwards trajectory of my life to that date. I wanted to send a thank you note to everyone I had ever met..

I never got around to this.

For in less than a year both the company and the fiancé informed me that my services were no longer required. And although I did actually move into the little house, the loss of a job kinda damaged my ability to stay there.

This wasn’t failure to launch. This was indeed, much like Mudge points out, the equivalent of those early Vanguard explosions on the pad. But, eventually, I managed to recover enough to do the only logical thing. Move three thousand miles away and take a job as a government contractor.

It made sense at the time.

Posted by: RD_Padouk | June 11, 2009 10:46 AM | Report abuse

Glad to see you again Southwester.
There are gifts for you back in the old kit.

Perhaps one solution is to make school more like a job; get them used to the concept early on. They've getting paid for good grades already....

Posted by: DNA_Girl | June 11, 2009 10:50 AM | Report abuse

Morning all
I am still trying to find a job I like some 30+ years after starting my first full time job.What I am doing now,the late night shift is I think better suited for a younger man.Adjusting to sleep patterns is the problem,plus it is downright boring.So hence I am looking into finding something better suited for my "Gift of Gab" with semi normal hours.

dbG,I sure hope some composted earth is helping with those plants you are doing.I have decided even though I don't live in west by god,I still am going to plant green beans since they grow like weeds.

Well off to do some outdoor stuff before the next round of T-storms.

Posted by: greenwithenvy | June 11, 2009 10:55 AM | Report abuse

Ouch, RD.

And even if the kids do launch, often the parents do need to move in.

(Unless a nursing home is found and the parents encouraged to, you know, stay active and independent. Maybe even learn WoW to stay in touch with the grandkids too.)

That bungee cord pulls both ways, you know.

Posted by: Wilbrod_Gnome | June 11, 2009 11:03 AM | Report abuse

Morning al.

I'm in an advanced state of anticipation. We have 6 tomato plants with a gazillion green tomatoes. There is NOTHING like that first BLT with home grown 'maters. Soon, very soon.

We ascribe to the Slyness school of thought re: teenagers and jobs. At 16 we simply refuse to bankroll their social lives anymore. My daughter is 16 now and just started her first job (besides mowing lawns and babysitting) at a smoothie cafe and she hasn't really liked it. She says it's because some of the kids are mean, but I think it has more to do with missing the Varsity Soccer tournament last week.
However, she's been noticeably more chipper after her last 2 shifts. I think my "catch more flies with honey" and "kill them with kindness" talks are bearing fruit.

Southwester - I hate to sound trite, but it's going to go by so fast you'll get vertigo when your kid turns 18 and is getting ready to leave for college (or whatever the next big step is...) I catch myself peeking into my son's room in the mornings before he wakes up and wondering how on earth we got here.

yello - keep up the vignettes! funny.

Posted by: Kim1 | June 11, 2009 11:10 AM | Report abuse

@DNA_Girl: Thanks, and thanks to all for the warm welcomes.

Submitting to the daily grind of 8-10 hours has never been that difficult for me, since I can always compare it to my first job: warehouse lackey for a giant mailing service. It was the summer before my senior year of high school and my mother was a proposal manager for this huge company that processes junk mail for US companies to ship internationally. They hired me ostensibly to test and debug their new manifest software, but the guy I was supposed to work for was on vacation for two weeks so they thought I might benefit from learning hands on just what they do, so they stuck me in the warehouse where my job was stick international postage labels onto thousands of pieces of junk mail for eight hours in an warehouse with no air conditioning. In the summer. In Virginia. That's all I did for my first ten work days: take a label, stick on a random piece of junk mail, toss it into a bin by country. I have never experienced anything more mind numbingly dull in my life. The warehouse was so loud as to make conversation impossible, too, so no company for comfort.

After that experience, I was never daunted by the prospect of employment in a job I needed but hated. Plus, it made me more interested in trying to make a living doing something I truly loved, since I knew I had a skill I could fall back on. And I did try. I failed, but I did try.

Posted by: Southwester | June 11, 2009 11:24 AM | Report abuse

@Southwester... were you here a couple of years ago with a different handle? If you're who I'm thinking about, your old handle came true, then?

I remember looking at my newborn son more than 20 years ago and getting teary thinking that some day he'd leave me and move out on his own. Wow... it happened so much faster than I imagined. I did remember to enjoy every minute of it and I'm sure you're doing the same.

Of course, at this point "on his own" is relative.

Posted by: -TBG- | June 11, 2009 11:24 AM | Report abuse

My son is graduating from high school next week, and in the fall will be heading to this college where, evidently, they raise sheep. Anyway, the point is, one of the logical questions to be asked is the one of the major. For statistics (and who would question statistics?) show that your major is much, much more important than the actual school you attend.

My son is gravitating to the sciences but, to my intense personal pain, not physics. (But perhaps this is just as well. Those endless arguments about quantum determinism would doubtless make the holidays hellish. Yet I digress. )

And although I have a natural affinity towards science, the important thing, I believe, is that a young person develop a broad set of cognitive skills that can be applied to many things. As trite as it sounds, the important thing is to learn to think.

Given the rapidly changing job market, it seems a bit foolish to link education too tightly to any one job. A successful career, it seems to me, is based more on good logical skills and the ability to continually learn than the specifics of any one major. I am hopeful that my son will get a nice broad liberal arts-inspired education at this college.

Although the sheep bit does worry me.

Posted by: RD_Padouk | June 11, 2009 11:31 AM | Report abuse

SPOILER ALERT: Plot elements for 'The Nanny Diaries' currently airing on Showtime are discussed below.

I just realized that the movie I was watching last night is on-kit. In it, ScarJo is a recent graduate in anthropology that flubs a couple of corporate interviews. She then stumbles upon (in a movie world meet-cute way) the chance to become a nanny to a rich and snotty family. Hilarity ensues.

The emotional arc comes from ScarJo being too insecure to stand up to her domineering employers while trying to hide her real job from her working class mother who scrimped to pay her way through college. Her character, while not a failure to launch was definitely a sub-orbital fizzle.

Posted by: yellojkt | June 11, 2009 11:32 AM | Report abuse

The thing to remember, RD, is that college is not vocational school.

Posted by: -TBG- | June 11, 2009 11:33 AM | Report abuse

I'm with you, Kim: got 19 'maters on four plants, at this morning's count.

Otherwise, slim pickings this morning:

Today in Aviation Histroy

June 11, 1926: The maiden flight of the Ford 4-AT trimotor aircraft, America’s first successful passenger plane, which has a 10-passenger capacity.

Posted by: curmudgeon6 | June 11, 2009 11:34 AM | Report abuse

I found this op-ed right on point.

"Cancel the Ashley Project Before It's Too Late"
Charles Krauthammer

Over eighteen years after the Ashley project was initally conceived, we are advised that the Agency finally has a working prototype ready for production.

Now we learn that instead of this mission capable design being put into production, the director is coming cap in hand to the administration and asking for tens of thousands more in R&D expenses, all the while conceding that the new four year long costly delay may very well not make any difference in mission capability but in fact may lead to a further round of R&D, even more costly than the proposed boondoggle.

It's an outrage, and a scandal of the highest magnitude.

What's more, we also are now advised that the prototype's crew have started to issue their own demands, all of which all of which involve out of control costs and are likely to make the design unusable for years. Instead of highly regarded local sources of R&D, the crew have issued their own diktat, demanding that the adminstration fund the R&D at one of several remote sites, all of which are guaranteed to send the costs of the Ashley project ballooning into orbit long before the Ashley project ever gets there. Adding insult to injury, two of the proposed sites are offshore.

I'll call it for what it is: treason. And those responsible for this travesty should be held accountable.

Posted by: engelmann | June 11, 2009 11:39 AM | Report abuse

God loves us so much more than we can imagine through Him that died for all, Jesus Christ.

Afternoon, friends. It is sad about the shooting and death of the guard at the museum. A lot of angry people in America. They can only stifle that anger for so long, it has to come out. If we're not careful, the foreign terrorist won't have to do anything, we'll do the work for them.

As for kids leaving the nest, my son started working before he finished high school, and didn't seem to have a problem leaving home. Of course, he went to the city where his grandparents lived and that made it a little easier. My daughter didn't work during high school, but got a job after high school, and has somehow manage to keep a job, not the same one. My daughter is what one would call "tight", so she's going to have a job because she loves to keep her money. Both of my kids went to the local community college here. My son finished his courses, but the daughter did not; however, she recently went back. I miss both of my children. And, yes, the time does fly. Before you know it, they're grown and gone. We pretend we want them gone long before they leave, and we do want them to make that next step, but we also cry in our hearts that we no longer have that precious time.

Slyness, Yoki, Mudge, Scotty(thanks for the hug), Martooni, and all, have a good day,*waving*

We're getting ready to take the kids out for the pizza party Friday. I'm looking forward to it. I'm hoping they have a good time. Our kids passed their grade, so it's all good.

Welcome, Southwester. I enjoy your comments. And the thingie, @, is kind of cute in your posts.

Posted by: cmyth4u | June 11, 2009 11:51 AM | Report abuse

TBG, wish you'd expand your 12:33.

Some general comments from the last few days:
The @ symbol requires a shift key, the comma after TBG does not. Case closed.

UPI is owned by Moony News also. For that reason I hold them in suspicion almost always. One supposes a stopped clock is right twice a day; that sort of thing, but still...

I got a job at 12 throwing morning papers, then took a year off (recovering from 3rd degree burns over 18% of me), then started at a Hasty House restaurant washing dishes for $1 per hour. I learned Kentucky Fried Chicken was paying $1.35, so I rounded up a replacement dishwasher (which astounded the manager: I was the first to do this, ever, he said) and moved on to the wonderful world of chicken. Except for college and a tour of the West, I pretty much worked ever since.

Posted by: Jumper1 | June 11, 2009 11:53 AM | Report abuse

Kim, the difference between us... though I am sure that there are more striking ones is that today, you dream of that first tomato for the BLT and I am scheming to make my own canadian bacon. Maybe we should make our first BLT together and share!!!

Posted by: russianthistle | June 11, 2009 11:54 AM | Report abuse

@TBG: Before the ID change on I used a couple different handles, but I never did much boodling. What was the handle?

My older brother thinks of himself as a failure to launch. He has tremendous talent for writing, both words and music, but has never had the confidence to pursue either professionally. Instead, he teaches math. He's a very gifted teacher, popular among students (especially the really smart, but weird ones to whom he gives special attention out of empathy), parents, and faculty alike. He's even won awards. So even though he has had enviable success in a career everyone respects (or should), he sees himself as a failure because teaching was supposed to be a stopgap measure until he finally writes that great novel he keeps starting.

Sometimes launching is in the eye of the beholder.

Posted by: Southwester | June 11, 2009 11:55 AM | Report abuse

Thistle, you and I think alike re: the bacon. Some people even put ice in their smokers to keep it from overheating while the smoke does its magic. I thought I'd try this soon. I might go with a salt pork first and use it for beans, greens, etc. Ever read this site?:

Posted by: Jumper1 | June 11, 2009 12:03 PM | Report abuse

Oh Weed, you are singing my song. I've always wanted to make bacon. Couldn't source the necessary preservatives except in bulk. Since I wasn't planning an industrial-scale project, I abandoned the whole thing.

Bacon, one of the major food groups.

Posted by: Yoki | June 11, 2009 12:04 PM | Report abuse

engelmann: That is hilarious. The only problem is that most development projects take on a life of their own and are almost impossible to kill off. There are too many outside parties with a vested interest.

Posted by: yellojkt | June 11, 2009 12:05 PM | Report abuse

What is the Ashley Project? I Googled it, couldn't find anything that seemed like a space (?) program. No Krauthammer op-ed today here. Googled him and ashley, found no discernible link.

Posted by: curmudgeon6 | June 11, 2009 12:09 PM | Report abuse

My son is entering Tech in the fall, (I think there's lots and lots of sheep there) and he doesn't have one clue about what he wants to do with his life. Why should they at 18? He is definitely not the math/sciency type so we were surprised that he wanted to go to Tech, but he never wavered in his desire to go there. RD's right as usual. We tell him that he must look for opportunities, learn how to think and focus on his strengths and hopefully it will come together for him.

The thought of RD and his son arguing over quantum physics cracks me up! We argue over who is going to get that last chicken enchilada.

RT - count me in. Yum!

Posted by: Kim1 | June 11, 2009 12:10 PM | Report abuse

I feel like I just snatched the pebble from the hand.

Parody, Mudge.

Posted by: engelmann | June 11, 2009 12:11 PM | Report abuse

Just a guess here, but I think that the Krauthammer column-fragment posted by engelmann may be A Sign of the End Times. It signifies:

(a) Krauthammer wrote something subtle.
(b) Krauthammer wrote something genuinely funny.
(c) Krauthammer has reproduced.

Posted by: ScienceTim | June 11, 2009 12:14 PM | Report abuse

Or, oh, wait -- did Krauthammer actually write that? Or was it a parody of Krauthammer by engelmann? On the one hand, it would mean that The End Times Are Not Yet Quite Upon Us, if it were a parody by engelmann. On the other hand, it would mean I am gullible. Oh, the humiliation.

Posted by: ScienceTim | June 11, 2009 12:17 PM | Report abuse

Many teachers do write while they teach. How, I don't know. Teaching is a very draining job.

He should analyze his time in which he could use to write, and then cut that in half as his target-- or he could just set up a 800 word/day target for freewriting.

Raw words are revision fodder.

I only had the confidence to submit writing professionally when economics demanded I try and eke out my income somehow-- and it was a small magazine.

The good news is that freelancing is a lot more fun than full-time job hunting.

If he's serious, he'll plan something towards his goal.

If he's "all or nothing" when it comes to writing, he's going to drive himself further into depression under his perfectionistic streak.

Posted by: Wilbrod_Gnome | June 11, 2009 12:22 PM | Report abuse

@engelmann: +10 for the WIN!

I hope their legs didn't come off in your hand.

Posted by: yellojkt | June 11, 2009 12:27 PM | Report abuse

'If he's "all or nothing" when it comes to writing, he's going to drive himself further into depression under his perfectionistic streak.'

Nail on the head, WG. I love the guy, but he refuses to finish anything, I believe for fear it might not look like the work of a genius.

Posted by: Southwester | June 11, 2009 12:34 PM | Report abuse

I thought maybe you were DadWanneBe, Southwester. I think he told us he lived in SW, but worked out in the 'burbs somewhere.

Anyhoo... so glad to see you on board here. I'm getting ready to spend a week at the beach with all my sisters and all our families, which includes my 6-month-old great-niece. We can't wait to just plop her on the floor and watch how cute (and smart!) she is.

Posted by: -TBG- | June 11, 2009 12:46 PM | Report abuse

Yes that is a common malady, especially with fiction writing.

I'd suggest "Revising fiction: a handbook for writers" by David Madden.

Not only is it handy to think through the revision process, it also has real-life examples of first-draft work by "geniuses." some of which are quite bad.

Posted by: Wilbrod_Gnome | June 11, 2009 12:53 PM | Report abuse

I used to think I'd be writing science fiction, because I have always loved reading it, and also know the good stuff when I see it. I finally started learning to write a few years ago, and no SF is forthcoming. This surprised me but what the heck. Maybe that's the issue with Sothwestbro: mistaken about mission.

I think engelmann's parodying the '60s moon mission and Khammer's likely reaction to it. Am I right?

Posted by: Jumper1 | June 11, 2009 12:55 PM | Report abuse

Message to Mudge:




Posted by: firsttimeblogger | June 11, 2009 12:56 PM | Report abuse

Having only been a "worksite supervisor" for teens in the stimulus funded "Summer Youth Employment" program for a few weeks, I will not claim to be an expert on how most teens look to their bosses, but if I were hiring for my own business I'd want teen moms-no boys period, or girls trying to punch tickets for their college apps. Teen moms are hungry, smarter than anyone gives them credit for, and hitting a few scheduling snags when daycare is unreliable is a small price to pay for their resourcefulness and teen angst-free attitudes. I guess this is just a long way of saying, they aren't all Bristol Palin.

Posted by: frostbitten1 | June 11, 2009 12:57 PM | Report abuse

The Chinese manufacturing boom was fed by cargo containers and cheap shipping. It was easy to send items to China for even the most trivial processing, then back for final assembly or sale.

I suspect that some surprisingly old-fashioned manufacturing and food processing jobs will return to the US (or at least to northern Mexico) should oil prices get into the neighborhood of $120 or so/barrel.

Posted by: DaveoftheCoonties | June 11, 2009 12:59 PM | Report abuse

Jumper, you're right. I wrote SF back in college, but I haven't been writing any lately.

I wanted to be a science writer when I was 14. Done that, but I don't know if that's going to be my mainstay.

I'm finding new stuff comes out strong and clear that I wouldn't have really thought about writing decades ago.

It is easiest to write what you really want to write about right now, and then worry about revising it into what you think you should be writing-- later.

Genre is only a form; it's not the content.

Posted by: Wilbrod_Gnome | June 11, 2009 1:01 PM | Report abuse

So this is how it goes. One’s sense of humor becomes subtler, and subtler, with a dwindling, dwindling, dwindling number of people that can appreciate my efforts at the triple entendre with a twist.

Ultimately, I will be funny only unto myself.

The K-man had no part in the article above. I was in the humor section of the ideas department and his name was there, unused, with a thick layer of dust so I borrowed it. “Ashley” in the piece is a fictional high school graduate, and the name of a fictional space program.

Posted by: engelmann | June 11, 2009 1:04 PM | Report abuse

It was great, engelmann. Keep us on our toes... we like that.

Posted by: -TBG- | June 11, 2009 1:07 PM | Report abuse

@TBG: Nope, not me, though it was a planned pregnancy.

@Wilbrod_Gnome: I'll recommend the book to him, but I've given up on trying to make him follow up on all the good advice he gets. We're all just happy he stopped threatening to complete give up and go to law school. So many of my old artist friends gave up and went to law school that I could probably beat any charge in the book just by calling in a few favors. I gave up too, but at least I didn't go to law school!

Posted by: Southwester | June 11, 2009 1:11 PM | Report abuse

I worked for a guy who had a tech company built around the mom model. He paid them too much to leave (by about 10 - 20%)... they knew it and stayed.

Of course, that made payroll expensive, but he had them. No re-training and getting folks into his model.

On the flip side, the company was very inflexible, but it worked for his task at hand.

Posted by: russianthistle | June 11, 2009 1:22 PM | Report abuse

Kim, all we need is a baker... and some nice broad leaf lettuce. (can we whip up our own Mayo?)

Posted by: russianthistle | June 11, 2009 1:23 PM | Report abuse

I can bake bread and make mayonnaise.

Posted by: Yoki | June 11, 2009 1:27 PM | Report abuse

Hydrogen. Is what I meant. Obviously. So I've changed it.

Posted by: joelache | June 11, 2009 1:30 PM | Report abuse

Also, great kit. The end fits with my theory on the encore career. For many, their next stage in their working lives is heralded not so much by "encore" as by "mush!", or perhaps "ramming speed!".

Posted by: engelmann | June 11, 2009 1:35 PM | Report abuse

I have leaf lettuce in the garden ready to pick. Also snow peas, maybe those can be for dinner?

Posted by: seasea1 | June 11, 2009 1:41 PM | Report abuse

Good afternoon, all.

I'll admit, I misted over a bit at my eldest's HS grad last week, and not just because of the impending tuition bills, either.

Having said that, she's actually doing part-time office work this summer in order to earn some money for college expenses. Sure, she networked the gig, but there's that "it *does* matter who you know, so make sure you're nice to everybody" lesson there, I suppose.

Not so much a flaming NASA-spec full-payload Wide Open Throttle launch that lights up the entire Eastern Seaboard, but maybe a nice roll down the runway for SpaceShip One, and an airplane ride up into the atmosphere, and a short rocket burst up to the edge of Space.

She's learning about the Life Ahead, and hopefully from that height hopefully she can not ony see what she wants to do, but also see some of what *not* to do (presumably she can see *me* from there).


Posted by: -bc- | June 11, 2009 1:57 PM | Report abuse

My graduating HS daughter is exploring the university campus she will be attending next fall as I type. Although she had the opportunity to attend a college a few hundred miles away and live on campus, she decided to stay at home and commute. Her reason - She would miss her little brothers and sisters way too much.

I interpret this as she has a very satisfactory family life, or most probably, she is afraid of living independently for the time being.

Failure to launch? I'm not concerned. I've grown dependent on my kids as a matter of overcoming the challenge of being blind. the thought of an empty nest actually scares me. Who else will I be able to get to read me the comics, match my socks, tell me how much money I have in my wallet, read me bedtime stories and drive me on a beer run?

Posted by: WhackyWeasel | June 11, 2009 2:01 PM | Report abuse

She may be afraid of living independently, WhackyWeasel, but if she also didn't have a very satisfactory family life, she'd get as far away as she could. You done good.

Posted by: -TBG- | June 11, 2009 2:06 PM | Report abuse

I think a little "failure" in this area isn't necessarily a bad thing. It's better in my mind than launching too early, which was my approach. I so wanted to be on my own that I quit college (was a commuter living at home) and got a job. Eight years, a bunch of crappy jobs, and one premature marriage (and divorce) later, I was back in college. I missed out on the time to explore subjects and try new things, and the opportunity to form lifelong bonds with classmates. 'Cuz I was too busy working my tail off! So I'm glad to see that many are taking that time.

Posted by: Raysmom | June 11, 2009 2:16 PM | Report abuse

*holding mirror under boodle's nose*

Posted by: Raysmom | June 11, 2009 2:52 PM | Report abuse


Posted by: curmudgeon6 | June 11, 2009 2:57 PM | Report abuse


OK, Evangeline that's enough, now...


No, Natalie, not again...Oh, all right......


Cleao, put down the snake, please... Cleo...Cleo...


Posted by: curmudgeon6 | June 11, 2009 3:00 PM | Report abuse

It's all probably related to the unintended consequences of moving from some multi-generational households to very few of them. Combined with changing vocations. One hears of the awful feelings farm parents had when the kids move away. Oh no, who will milk the cows? Not to mention the Youth of Today won't work in concrete, that is, if they were born here. Not even to pay their dues on the way to better work.

Posted by: Jumper1 | June 11, 2009 3:05 PM | Report abuse

*growing agitated*

No, General, I think there's too many Inidans down in that village...


...cripes, look at all them British, marching through the swamp and the bayou...


...say, there, pretty senorita, they tell me there's a big Spanish mission in this town...


....come on, Lailani, it's Sunday morning, come back to bed. I don't have to back aboard ship until after breakfast...


.......Romeo and the Pirate's Daughter? Good title, Bill.......


....Hey, I got an idea, your majesty! Why don't we make the table round...


Posted by: curmudgeon6 | June 11, 2009 3:07 PM | Report abuse

*waking up with a snort!*

I didn't have any caffeine this morning and I'm paying for it now. Addiction is a terrible thing. Just made a big cup of iced coffee... let's see if I perk up a bit (har har) or sleep tonight.

Posted by: -TBG- | June 11, 2009 3:09 PM | Report abuse

He's so cute when he's napping like that...

Posted by: Scottynuke | June 11, 2009 3:17 PM | Report abuse

Hmmmm, I hear there's another "writer of parodies" 'roun here. A good one. Engelmann's the name.

Well, I dunno if thar's enuf room for two parodists 'roun here (spits tobacco on the ground). Best be warned. Watch yer back.


Posted by: jp1954 | June 11, 2009 3:19 PM | Report abuse

*mumble, mumble*

Hey, Bugsy, hold this box of candy I bought for my girlfriend while I run into this garage and pick up my car...


oh, Evangeline...again?...

zzzzzzzzzz, thanks, Joey, I don't like clams. You go ahead in and have dinner with your family while I catch a nap in the car...


......c'mon, Roxane, make up your mind. Me or the guy with the schnozola...


.....I got two pair, Marshal, kings over sixes. Whadda you got?...


.....Colonel, sir, I think we're making a big mistake marching in ranks like this. How far is it to where those three rivers meet?...


.....Evie, Evie...


...Sure, Mr. Borden, I promise I'll have Lizzie home by midnight...


Posted by: curmudgeon6 | June 11, 2009 3:24 PM | Report abuse

Put down that cup of warm water, bc...

You're a real Sharpie artist, though.

Posted by: Scottynuke | June 11, 2009 3:27 PM | Report abuse

I want to know how the story with the senorita turned out.

Posted by: yellojkt | June 11, 2009 3:30 PM | Report abuse

Don't worry, jp... Engelmann's a keeper--just like you. (We used to know him as Son of Carl).

Besides... he's Canadian! There one of you for each side of the border.

Posted by: -TBG- | June 11, 2009 3:30 PM | Report abuse

Ok, who wants to tickle his nose?

Posted by: Southwester | June 11, 2009 3:30 PM | Report abuse


...whaddaya mean, "Vamoose, Jose's on his way"???


Posted by: curmudgeon6 | June 11, 2009 3:31 PM | Report abuse

Wow... FDA to regulate tobacco!

Posted by: Scottynuke | June 11, 2009 3:36 PM | Report abuse


...Gee, Wyatt, I'd love to come along with you and Doc, but I'm allergic to horses...

zzzzzzzzzz, That whale don't look white to me. Bone, maybe. Or taupe, it's hard to tell...


...Evie, if I didn't know better I'd swear this was a polar bear paw print...


Posted by: curmudgeon6 | June 11, 2009 3:39 PM | Report abuse

And this is just another example of the coolest Prez ever...

Hope we don't see it on eBay.

Posted by: Scottynuke | June 11, 2009 3:41 PM | Report abuse

I'll make mayonnaise! I know Yoki can too, but Yoki can also bake bread (which I can do, in theory only) and I want to contribute to the Boodle-grown BLT.

Brilliant, engelmann. I got the joke first time around. Should I worry?

We've told the Boy since infancy that he would go to college and graduate school before getting a job (wife, motorcycle, tattoo), and since toddlerhood that people leave home at 18 to go to college. That said, I think Whackyweasel's daughter's choice is sweet - and very levelheaded too.

Posted by: Ivansmom | June 11, 2009 3:44 PM | Report abuse

@Scottynuke: That is so cool! My mother worked for a president and I never got anything like that. Not that I would like a note from Reagan, anyway.

Posted by: Southwester | June 11, 2009 3:46 PM | Report abuse

@Ivansmom: I don't see how grad school is a prerequisite for a tattoo.

Posted by: Southwester | June 11, 2009 3:48 PM | Report abuse

You're not allowed to have a Dirac equation tattoo until you can explain second quantization and quantum field theory.

For the classicists, the same goes for Maxwell's Equations tattoos, but few young physicists can afford such a thing until they are several years past grad school. That's a lot of ink. And punctures. Plus, you need a fellow physicist to proof-read each character as it is applied.

Posted by: ScienceTim | June 11, 2009 4:05 PM | Report abuse

I could probably think of some good reasons, Southwester, but really the idea is that by the time he's old enough to have completed college and grad school he'll either be (a) mature enough to eschew the tattoo, or (b) out of my house.

Posted by: Ivansmom | June 11, 2009 4:06 PM | Report abuse

Which one of us gets to pop the balloon?

Posted by: Raysmom | June 11, 2009 4:07 PM | Report abuse

You don't want to eschew during the tattoo. It could make the guy slip.

Posted by: ScienceTim | June 11, 2009 4:07 PM | Report abuse

If you eschew during the tattoo, "Gesundheit" might not be good enough...

Posted by: Scottynuke | June 11, 2009 4:13 PM | Report abuse

We have already reached the point where a young person wanting to be different walks around with no tattoos. Too bad for those already inked.

Posted by: frostbitten1 | June 11, 2009 4:13 PM | Report abuse

I've said it here before, I think, but Son of G says if he ever thinks about getting a tattoo, he pictures being in the pool someday with his grandkids.

Posted by: -TBG- | June 11, 2009 4:18 PM | Report abuse

Mine made it to 19 ink free and his natural hair color. Beyond this we are just living on bonus points.

If the choice were between a tattoo and a grandkid, I'd drive him down to the parlour.

Posted by: yellojkt | June 11, 2009 4:20 PM | Report abuse

Now now...

Posted by: Yoki | June 11, 2009 4:21 PM | Report abuse

Some comedian whose name I can't remember (the guy with the piano, maybeA?) talks about getting a henna tattoo that says 'forever.'

Posted by: LostInThought | June 11, 2009 4:21 PM | Report abuse

Wise boy, Son of G. But we knew that.

Elderdottir came home from the beach with an eyebrow stud, once upon a college time. Fine, I said. Not one more penny in tuition money till it's gone. She enjoyed it for several months. The day before fall tuition was due, it came out. Fortunately, her stepmother is an MD and was willing to take it out for her.

Posted by: slyness | June 11, 2009 4:21 PM | Report abuse

Daughter had the hot pink hair at age 12 or 13. I figured that was the perfect time for it. That's always a battle I'm willing to not have... hair grows back. No biggy.

But I do see that a tattoo done to extremely youthful skin tends to lose its, er... beauty.. after several years, no?

Posted by: -TBG- | June 11, 2009 4:27 PM | Report abuse

we are under a severe T-storm watch,but just had a rain storm,not severe at all.

Frost,I have been wanting to ask.What is going on with your Senate situation?

Posted by: greenwithenvy | June 11, 2009 4:29 PM | Report abuse

Actually I think we're safely past the Boy's fascination with tattoos, at least on a personal level. A colleague of mine got one (sober!) and assured all the Boys many times that it Hurt. With Sharp Needles. and made him Bleed. This all dulled the romance quite a bit. The Boy knows someone else who has had several complicated tattoos, and the tales of sitting for hours being jabbed by an inky needle didn't sound to him like fun.

Posted by: Ivansmom | June 11, 2009 4:33 PM | Report abuse

As the proud canvas of three tattoos, I'm happy to describe my own thinking when I got the first one: I think this is really cool and will look great. In fact, I think it's so cool that my opinion of this tattoo must be deeply connected to my personality. I would have to change so much as I age in order to regret this tattoo that me now would hate me then and would be happy to stick that jerk with a tattoo.

Posted by: Southwester | June 11, 2009 4:33 PM | Report abuse

Ah.. but you ARE really cool, Southwester. And I think your 4:33 should go in the Boodle Hall of Fame (is there such a thing?) for its humor and structural beauty.

Posted by: -TBG- | June 11, 2009 4:36 PM | Report abuse

Ahem. Let us mind our manners. There are tattooed persons amongst us.

Posted by: curmudgeon6 | June 11, 2009 4:38 PM | Report abuse

My son did tell me a couple of weeks ago that he's getting cranky about people asking him what he's going to major in. He knows that they're just trying to be nice but he says it's starting to make him feel as if he's deficient in some way because he doesn't know.

Then he said that he's thinking since he doesn't know what he wants to do he thinks he'll go to law school. The hubby laughed at that and told him that he was sure that 75% of his law school classmates were there because they didn't know what they wanted to do. Fortunately it's worked out for the hubby (lots of hard work and diligence helped) as he loves his job, but he doesn't recommend law school as a default career...too many dead ends.

I now feel that I haven't LIVED! I've never had homemade mayo. The boodle BLT is sounding better and better! If Yoki's mayo is as good as some of the dishes she's described, I'm gonna be in heaven.

Posted by: Kim1 | June 11, 2009 4:39 PM | Report abuse

ok, now I'm dying to know but I'm afraid it is rude to ask.

Posted by: Kim1 | June 11, 2009 4:41 PM | Report abuse

@TBG: Thank you. Of course, the argument has to be honest to work. I might add that I was sufficiently aware of the prejudices of others to keep all my tattoos in places I can cover with a shirt (since I was pretty sure if the job interview consisted of stripping, tattoos would probably be a plus).

Posted by: Southwester | June 11, 2009 4:44 PM | Report abuse

I feel the same way about my tats, southwester. Only I could not have said it as magnificently as you did.

Posted by: Yoki | June 11, 2009 4:44 PM | Report abuse

And piercings!

Posted by: Yoki | June 11, 2009 4:45 PM | Report abuse

Me, too, Yoki (and Southwester)... about your tattoos.


Posted by: -TBG- | June 11, 2009 4:48 PM | Report abuse

And piercings!

Posted by: -TBG- | June 11, 2009 4:48 PM | Report abuse

All this talk about failure to lunch is making me hungry.

Oh wait. Never mind.

Posted by: -TBG- | June 11, 2009 4:49 PM | Report abuse

Southwester (welcome, by the way), your 4:33 was great. But maybe your future self just doesn't want to create a time travel paradox by coming back and warning you.

Posted by: engelmann | June 11, 2009 4:50 PM | Report abuse

Kim, homemade mayo is a cinch. My mom used to make it in the blender, but the texture is better, I understand, if you beat it with a fork.

Break an egg into the blender (make sure it doesn't have samonella). Pour a dollop of oil in over it. (Mom used corn oil, but take your pick.) Turn the blender on and add an acidic liquid slowly. Any kind of vinegar is fine, my fav was dill pickle juice. Salt to taste. Refrigerate promptly. Voila!

Don't try to make it on stormy days, it might separate.

Posted by: slyness | June 11, 2009 4:50 PM | Report abuse

Just don't tell me anything about pierced toe parts. Or eyelids. Or tattooing near eyeballs. I can think of nothing more horrible than sharp pointy things piercing my flesh near my eyeballs, except for dull unpointy things doing it. Or piercing toes.

Horrible, horrible, horrible.

Posted by: ScienceTim | June 11, 2009 4:52 PM | Report abuse

@Kim1: Your son should major in Comparative Literature. There's lots of papers to write, lots of books to read, and you need to be fluent in at a couple languages, and, as a bonus, your degree is ideal entry into the fields of data entry and sanitation.

Posted by: Southwester | June 11, 2009 4:58 PM | Report abuse

Women with tattoos can be extremely enticing.
I mean, have you seen NCIS?

Heck darn I wanna hire that woman.

Posted by: RD_Padouk | June 11, 2009 4:59 PM | Report abuse

I'm too squeamish to get my ears pierced, even. Maybe my kid inherited that from me - no piercings or tattoos, that I know of. He did wear black fingernail polish for awhile.

Posted by: seasea1 | June 11, 2009 5:00 PM | Report abuse

slyness, my tendency is to take it a bit more cajun... I will enjoy fresh mayo with the thrill of questionable sushi.

The Black's people harassed me on the way home. You guys want to visit for oysters?

Posted by: russianthistle | June 11, 2009 5:02 PM | Report abuse

Tim, I'm with you, actually, on the whole eyeball thing. I don't even like having to remove an eyelash from my own eye, much less the thought of anything sharp nearby.

Posted by: Yoki | June 11, 2009 5:04 PM | Report abuse

Well, Yoki, how are you on the dull pain thing?

Posted by: russianthistle | June 11, 2009 5:05 PM | Report abuse

@ScienceTim: Do you get the willies thinking about eyeball paper cuts, too? It's phobia of mine.

Posted by: Southwester | June 11, 2009 5:05 PM | Report abuse

mayo with sushi? Sounds like a crime against food.

What means "The Black's people..."?

Posted by: ScienceTim | June 11, 2009 5:05 PM | Report abuse

I'm with you, seasea. I'm such a wuss I didn't get my ears pierced until I was well into my thirties. And just *looking* at a belly button piercing makes me a little queasy.

Posted by: Raysmom | June 11, 2009 5:06 PM | Report abuse

Depends whence the dull pain emanates, russianthistle. Sometimes it hurts so good.

Posted by: Yoki | June 11, 2009 5:08 PM | Report abuse

Snuke -- was it you who posted the link to that note from Obama? He really, really *is* the coolest prez we've ever had, and could ever hope to have. His daughters are tremendously lucky to have him as their father. If they don't realize it yet, they will as adults.

I'm still mulling over yesterday's attack at the Holocaust Museum, and still wondering why we haven't heard a word from Newt Gingrich, Mitt Romney, Sarah Palin and/or Michael Steele, for goodness sakes. Are they that afraid to annoy their base (emphasis on "base"), who probably would support the actions of that nutzy guy who did the deed? I'm completely verklempt about it, really.

Other than that, I'm fighting a headache (minor and almost gone). I tried to take a nap earlier, but kept snoring myself awake -- Mudge, I wish you'd use more discretion. . . . (*indeed*).

Posted by: firsttimeblogger | June 11, 2009 5:09 PM | Report abuse

No, no, no offense intended here! I love to look at tattoos. I admire tattoos on other people. I just want to ensure that, if the Boy gets a tattoo, he's old enough to take responsibility for what he's doing.

Okay, that didn't come out right.

I want to ensure that if the Boy gets a tattoo he's old enough not to blame anyone else and to enjoy it with pride. That's probably more accurate, and certainly more plausible, than my first statement.

Kim, homemade mayonnaise is really easy. You just keep pouring and stirring, pouring and stirring. During an extended in-law visit I was looking so hard for things to occupy my time that I made mayonnaise, since nobody else wanted to stand in the kitchen with me that long. The only problem is that, since you know what you're putting in there, you know just how much fat there is.

Posted by: Ivansmom | June 11, 2009 5:09 PM | Report abuse

I am unsqueamish about most things -- except for a select few that give me the total freaking, squealing, gotta say "ewwwwwww!" willies:

(1) eyeball damage or surgery
(2) anything between my toes (keep your dang rubba slippas away from me, please)
(3) large spiders. Also small ones. Also medium-size ones.
(4) the unexpected discovery of insects, arachnids, or other arthropoda going for a stroll anywhere on my person.

Surely that's a relatively short list, right? And don't even get me started on parasites. Ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!

Posted by: ScienceTim | June 11, 2009 5:10 PM | Report abuse

Southwester, my BFF from high school got a paper cut on her eye from a paper grocery bag. I have nearly done this myself - probably has something to do with being short, so the top of a grocery bag on the counter is at our eye level. Anyway, her story about the pain and the treatment she got at a military facility is horrific. Be very, very careful. (I also close my eyes when I get a haircut, and the scissors are anywhere near my face.)

Posted by: seasea1 | June 11, 2009 5:10 PM | Report abuse

How to tell if a raw egg has salmonella: eat some of it. If you don't get sick, use the rest. Of course you may have to sample two or three to get the equivalent of one egg for your recipe, but safety is important.

Posted by: Ivansmom | June 11, 2009 5:13 PM | Report abuse

Interesting, ftb! Wouldn't you think the Repubs would condemn the attack just as much as anybody else?

I'm thinking Obama is the coolest person on the planet. The note - it would never leave my possession. I MIGHT let the teacher look at it, but I wouldn't let her hold it.

Posted by: slyness | June 11, 2009 5:15 PM | Report abuse

I am sure many of us have been driven to culinary heights by house guests...

Posted by: Yoki | June 11, 2009 5:16 PM | Report abuse

"... who probably would support the actions of that nutzy guy who did the deed?"

I think this is unfair. Let's judge people by what they actually say and do, not what we cynically imagine they would say or do.

That said, I think the reason we haven't heard yet from those politicians is that they have not been able to come up with a statement about the incident that doesn't immediately call into question their party's platform regarding access to firearms.

Then again, von Blumm was convicted on previous felony charges involving firearms. I think I would have to assume that he obtained the firearm that he used yesterday by extra-legal means. So one could readily argue that what was needed was strict enforcement of existing firearms legislation.

Given the risk of it turning into a shrill debate about who has the right stance on firearms, it's probably a net positive thing that the right-wing loudmouths have kept their mouths shut.

Posted by: ScienceTim | June 11, 2009 5:21 PM | Report abuse

ScienceTim, I guess you don't want to hear about Ivansdad's preparation for a recent surgery. To check out the initial problem, they did an ultrasound.

On his eyeball.

Posted by: Ivansmom | June 11, 2009 5:24 PM | Report abuse

@SciTim: Eyeball damage remains just about my only real phobia. I used to jump when anything came close to my eye, but I got over it by watching the eye surgery shows they used to have on cable. I had to force myself to watch it, but after a few I got better.

@seasea1: That is very disquieting. I've come close too, but only because I work sometimes with industrial printers.

Posted by: Southwester | June 11, 2009 5:26 PM | Report abuse

But, Yoki, that wouldn't include us visiting last year, right? I mean, you certainly hit the heights, but . . .

Would handcut, baked sweet potato fries go with those BLTs?

Posted by: -dbG- | June 11, 2009 5:38 PM | Report abuse

I am too much of a wuss to get a tattoo. And this would probably be the only way I ever get one.

I dont know the reason
I stayed here all season
Nothin to show but this brand new tattoo
But its a real beauty
A mexican cutie
How it got here I havent a clue

Posted by: greenwithenvy | June 11, 2009 5:40 PM | Report abuse

Stephen Johns. Matthew Shepard. James Byrd. Luis Ramirez. These hate crimes grip us, do they not? Is it the hate or the visciousness of the crime? Then there are the instances when ones and two turn into hundreds and thousands and millions--state- or militia-sponsored genocides.

As of today, there are 27 people dead from swine flu since it erupted in the United States and many will succumb today from gun and street violence, auto accidents, heart disease, diabetes brought on by overeating, AIDS, lung cancer caused by smoking tobacco--pretty much the same list that George Will listed in his column this morning. Verklempt for these folks?

Posted by: laloomis | June 11, 2009 6:01 PM | Report abuse

No no no no, TBG! We were having too much fun to spend so much time in the kitchen. I just think if I'd tried a *little* harder, I might have been able to draw you back again.

Posted by: Yoki | June 11, 2009 6:17 PM | Report abuse

Just got caught up on the amusing afternoon on the boodle, tattoos I am too wimpy for.

At this point we are just too far from launching the kids to give it much serious thought, I would settle for kids that can learn to put the dishes in the dishwasher that is four just below the counter, heck taking them to the counter rather than leaving them around the house would be an improvement.

Thinking back my parents always hoped one of their kids would delay launch but we left early, 3 or 4 went away to University, the one who stayed home got their own place, I barely returned once I started school, a few weeks here and there, choosing to work during the summers away from home or where I went to school.

Eldest is look forward to a few months from now when she is old enough to look for a part-time job - she is coveting a job a the local large book store.

Off now to pick up the grad dress from the tailors.

Posted by: dmd2 | June 11, 2009 6:17 PM | Report abuse

dmd, how exciting! Once you pick up the grad dress, you know grad is right there.

Posted by: Yoki | June 11, 2009 6:44 PM | Report abuse

My home town newspaper doesn't even have the story of the shooting that took place at the museum. I guess someone is waiting for a press release or perhaps I've overlooked it. The story was not on the front page. The paper on line has an AP video.

We like to think the best of folks, but sometimes that's just not the case. And we put different names on it. It's the gun issue, it's the government issue, it's the economy issue, it's the job issue, yet sometimes it's just plain old hate. And for some, the security guard that lost his life, will never have value, so there's no remorse. If the shooter dies, then some will feel that a life has been given, and that life had value. Why else would my life and those of my people take on fractional terminology in our national call for freedom?

Posted by: cmyth4u | June 11, 2009 6:46 PM | Report abuse

Cassandra, the shooter is scum (calling him scum insults microorganisms everywhere) and the guard was a man.

I have a friend who is a cop, and in his world, they call criminals of this sort "maggots." I have some sympathy with this, when it comes to hate-criminals. I also think they are raving paranoid madmen with a reliable chip on their shoulder, and probably a very small body part.

You know the part I mean, the one that makes people generous-spirited and open and kind.

Posted by: Yoki | June 11, 2009 7:04 PM | Report abuse

I'm in the unfortunate position of having to go all Weingarten and announce, that without a doubt, all tattoos belong in the same category of "eeewww" as fruity bits and scones. No problem with others partaking, but they are simply wrong headed.

The only movement on the Franken/Coleman front is that the three judge panel that declared Franken the winner ordered Coleman to pay $95,000 of Franken's court costs in the election challenge. Coleman's team initially objected saying the decision should wait for the MN SC ruling, but then they let the deadline to request a court hearing pass. He'll owe interest if it's not paid promptly.

Posted by: frostbitten1 | June 11, 2009 7:29 PM | Report abuse

frosti is gone "all Weingarten." I love it.

Posted by: Yoki | June 11, 2009 7:33 PM | Report abuse

Yes, ftb, 'twas me who spilled the beans on the coolest excuse note ever.

And this might not have been said in quite this way previously, but...

Welcome home, Southwester. We've missed you. :-)

Posted by: Scottynuke | June 11, 2009 7:43 PM | Report abuse

Yes indeed.

Posted by: Yoki | June 11, 2009 7:45 PM | Report abuse

And I would add, welcome back WhackyWeasel.

Posted by: Yoki | June 11, 2009 7:47 PM | Report abuse

'night all. On the tattoo issue, let's say that I bcause I worked many years for the Navy I've seen enough 40-years old tattoos to discourage me for even considering it. That fuzzy but still legible 'Brenda', the first of his three wives, on a Capt(N) forearm was a word of caution.

I won't consider the Fungi a failure to launch yet; but that's a slow wobbly ascent for sure.

Engelmann, I loved your Ashley story.

In the mean time, a firebug torches our little city's only nice looking church. It's not that I am down there every Sunday but I've been inside maybe three times for concerts. It was a nice feature of our fair city. The same church was rebuilt after a fire in 1904, during the peak of the Catholic Church power in Quebec. I'm not sure it will happen this time.

That old rat isn't dead yet?

Posted by: shrieking_denizen | June 11, 2009 7:49 PM | Report abuse

Yoki -- the "other" body part, too. Very tiny, leading to great insecurities. Apart from an physiological brain-wiring issues which may spawn such despicable people, the lack of nurturing and the narcissistic "blame it all on others" mentality drives these people off the edge.

So, Yokes, when you coming back down? And, do you play bridge by any chance? Any other local boodlers play bridge? I generally play once a year, which is really not nearly enough to know any more than it's a game played with cards. Ah, well, it's a good game.

Enjoy the rest of your evening. I'll give my final shout-out for the season to my beloved Red Wings on the morrow.

Posted by: firsttimeblogger | June 11, 2009 7:53 PM | Report abuse

I saw a brief piece on the news with the guard’s mother. He was her only child. I teared up. I sure hope von Brunn lives so he can be tried and sent away to rot. What makes people so full of hate? What a terrible way to live with that poison rotting your mind.

I guess I have all the normal fears, spiders, ticks, other weird looking insects. Surgery doesn’t scare me, nor do piercings, altho’ I draw the line at ears. Luckily the daughters never were into colored hair or piercing body parts. #2 has three tattoos, they are small (only two of them are visible to the general public) and I’m used to them but I don’t like them. She was all grown up when she got them, so it doesn’t matter what I think anyway.

Welcome Southwester. Englemann, you have a seriously twisted mind, I like that in a person.

Posted by: badsneakers | June 11, 2009 7:55 PM | Report abuse

Newsflash for Scotty, Ortiz just hit a homer!!

Posted by: badsneakers | June 11, 2009 7:57 PM | Report abuse

I'm sure there will be lots of dissection of the Holocaust Museum shooter-scum and his beliefs, but I just read an AP update and part of it struck me. Apparently he drove to the museum in his "2002 red Hyundai." Guess I never imagined a white supremacist wouldn't drive American.

Posted by: frostbitten1 | June 11, 2009 7:59 PM | Report abuse

I'll be there in early September, ftb. Maybe, roughly, could frolic on the evening of September 8. Don't play bridge, nope. But I can play Snap! or Go Fish. For hours, reely.

Don't play tennis nor golf neither. But I do ski and ride horses and swim and hike. So I'm not a total write-off. Just, anything that involves real *intelligence* and counting cards is beyond me.

Well, counting beyond ten, anyway. I've always wished I had a vestigial thumb on each hand, so that I could calculate the unit-price of a case of Kraft Dinner. Or, really, know whether I was being shortchanged.

Posted by: Yoki | June 11, 2009 8:01 PM | Report abuse

Maybe he is getting getting soft in the head frosti.
The meek .22 and the small cheap import may also mean he was a killer on a budget, like our old friend Harvey Oswald who bought the cheapest scoped rifled he could find.

Posted by: shrieking_denizen | June 11, 2009 8:14 PM | Report abuse

I read this morning that the man who died opened the door for the shooter. He didn't see the gun... he just saw an elderly man coming and jumped up to help him.

Posted by: TBG- | June 11, 2009 8:14 PM | Report abuse

TBG, that is the worst thing I've learned, ever.

Posted by: Yoki | June 11, 2009 8:16 PM | Report abuse

Alas, Yoki, I am very sad to report that wasn't the worst thing you've ever learned; this is: Today, Rush Limbaugh said the shooter, von Brunn, was NOT, repeat, NOT, a right-wing zealot, but was in fact, a left-winger, a flaming liberal. Why? Because von Brunn hated both Bushes, NeoCons (many of whom are Jewish, alas). Olbermann has been going berserk over this, claiming (quite rightly, in my view) that Rush is flipping insane. It's somewhere south of apalling.

ftb, I played bridge about 25 years ago. Pretty rusty now.

Posted by: Curmudgeon- | June 11, 2009 8:50 PM | Report abuse

Cassandra, things may be different where you are, but on CNN and locally there's lots of news about the Holocaust Museum guard that lost his life. Having said that, I believe his friends and family have some right to privacy at this time, and I think many are respecting it.

*Tim, I've had lots of discussion with folks about the suspect in that shooting, and I agree that it would take a heck of an effort for someone to constuct a plausible scenario where a felon convicted on a gun-related charge should legally or even rightfully be in possession of a firearm.

And you do not even want to know the eyeball stories I have, and some of the things I've witnessed. I will say that having a chunk of rusty, grease-covered metal in your eye does not hurt your eyeball as much as your eyelid as it's scratching the lid every time you blink, voluntarily or not. Which can be a lot, when you have a chunk of rusty, grease-covered metal in your eye.


Posted by: -bc- | June 11, 2009 8:54 PM | Report abuse

Oh, meant to add that my Mom's been after me for the past 30 years to pierce my ear, but she's been pretty quiet about it since I turned 40.

Ink - I ain't sayin'.

Scottynuke you did make me giggle with the Sharpie comment.


Posted by: -bc- | June 11, 2009 9:06 PM | Report abuse

TBG, that is so awful. Mudge, Rush and his folks are apparently using too many drugs. Their commentaries and big voices keep these folks hot and feed that hate. And they make millions for doing that, all while wearing soft clothes.

I feel for that mother.

Posted by: cmyth4u | June 11, 2009 9:11 PM | Report abuse

Scratched corneas heal rather nicely, usually.
(says the chain saw, weed wacker, angle grinder and brusher user says)

Posted by: shrieking_denizen | June 11, 2009 9:13 PM | Report abuse

I've had both ears pierced twice, but have just one hole in each. Baby Frostis used two '70s style hoop earrings as gymnastics rings and just about pulled my earlobes off. Let those holes grow shut to be pierced again a few years later.

Posted by: frostbitten1 | June 11, 2009 9:14 PM | Report abuse

Premature launch:

"this pandemic came too early. If we had had two more years, we would have been better prepared."

Nature is providing free access to "Avian influenza aided readiness for swine flu: Despite gains from threat of bird flu, pandemic preparedness is patchy".

Posted by: DaveoftheCoonties | June 11, 2009 9:37 PM | Report abuse

Senate passes landmark bill to regulate tobacco

Gomer's area may be in some trouble. Big storm complex northwest of Austin and people on ground report seeing a tornado, which may be moving toward the Round Rock area.

Posted by: laloomis | June 11, 2009 9:52 PM | Report abuse

I have two tattoos. I had closed eyelids tattooed on my eyeballs. Then I had eyeballs tattooed on my eyelids. You know, for corporate meetings.(Well, four tattoos, actually.)

Posted by: Jumper1 | June 11, 2009 9:56 PM | Report abuse

Parrothead references always make me smile. Now where is that lost shaker of salt?

Posted by: yellojkt | June 11, 2009 10:31 PM | Report abuse

all while wearing soft clothes...

So true, Cassandra.

As for eyeball fears-- eyes wide open and quick reflexes help. And wearing glasses.

The paper bag story sounds vaguely familiar-- think I got poked in the eye by the top rim once when carrying one as a kid, but if I remember, a screwed blink and a little watering, and all fine.

But that might be why I tend to prefer plastic, not paper.

Posted by: Wilbrod_Gnome | June 11, 2009 11:35 PM | Report abuse

Jumper, very clever. Now I'm fully appalled at my own self. But, I still love the ink.

Posted by: Yoki | June 11, 2009 11:47 PM | Report abuse

I once walked into the lit end of my grandfather's cigarette, eyeball first. Remember, folks, if you must smoke, hold those cancer-sticks above eyeball height for toddlers. Those puppies hurt.

Posted by: ScienceTim | June 12, 2009 12:15 AM | Report abuse

Daddy's Jerk Rule - A Conversation with tweenage Daughter

Her: Dad, why can't I have my ears pierced for my birthday?
Me: Because I said so.
Her: That's not fair!
Me: Life's not fair.
Her: Well, when CAN I get my ears pierced then?
Me: When you make it to the 8th grade.
Her: The 8th grade? Why do I have to wait until the 8th grade?
Me: Because I want to impress upon you that I'm not here to be a "cool" father and give you everything that you want when you want it just because everybody else is doing it. It's what I call my jerk rule.
Her: But Dad, you ARE cool.
Me: No, I'm not.
Her: Yes you are!
Me: I *CAN* be a jerk if I want to be!
Her: No you can't!
Me: Yes, I can!
Her: No, you can't!
Me: OK, no ear piercings till the 9th grade. How do you like dem apples?
Her: OK Dad, now you ARE being a big, fat, jerk!
Me: Thank you!
Her: (under her breath) What a Pushover!

Resolution: I stuck to my guns on this one. Today, she has 7 holes in her ears, the cartledge she did by herself with a safety pin.

Posted by: WhackyWeasel | June 12, 2009 5:53 AM | Report abuse

You forgot the all important 'two holes per body part addendum."

We once hired a girl right out of high school and she was only seventeen. She came back from Senior Week with a belly button piercing. She showed it off to everybody. When asked why that instead of a tattoo, she said because body jewelry is easier to hide from her parents.

Posted by: yellojkt | June 12, 2009 6:16 AM | Report abuse

Morning, all, and happy Friday.

Today I go to sit in Elderdottir's hot condo while her HVAC system is replaced. Not looking forward to it, but I'm the only person available so I'm going to do it. Yes, I'd much rather go fabic shopping with the craft class, but being a mother takes precedent.

Hot ham biscuits on the ready room breakfast table. Enjoy, folks.

Posted by: slyness | June 12, 2009 6:50 AM | Report abuse

Good morning!

slyness.. you should remember that you have a "son" down there who can help with those kinds of jobs. You know... the kinds we don't want to do ourselves.

I hope Jack is doing OK after his surgery yesterday. Anyone heard from him yet?

Posted by: TBG- | June 12, 2009 7:09 AM | Report abuse

Could this be.... The. Best. Website. Ever?

Posted by: TBG- | June 12, 2009 7:26 AM | Report abuse

Yes Sneaks, I saw dat!!! *happy dances*

Hey, I think I figured out what the Nats need to do -- trade Teddy for Milwaukee's chorizo. That sausage is taking out visiting catchers left and right!!!

And I have a feeling 'Mudge is late 'cuz he's recovering from the horror of the laziest (and perhaps stupidest) headline ever on the front page today:

"Was He Capable of This? Yes."

I'm sure it has nothing to do with scrubbing Sharpie off, too.

*TGIF-and-fingers-crossed-for-jack Grover waves* :-)

Posted by: Scottynuke | June 12, 2009 7:41 AM | Report abuse

God loves us so much more than we can imagine through Him that died for all, Jesus Christ.

Good morning, friends. It has been awhile since I've been here in the morning, but I'm on my way to take my neighbor to the doctor, so I thought I would drop in and get a ham biscuit. Thanks, Slyness.

Today is the day for the pizza party, and I'm praying it all goes well. And it's also graduation night for our seniors, and parties, I suspect, galore.

Yoki, Slyness, Mudge, Scotty, Martooni, and everyone here, have a great Friday, and stay cool. *waving*

The g-girl and I are out of here.

Posted by: cmyth4u | June 12, 2009 8:11 AM | Report abuse


DATE: JUNE 12, 2009





cc: Boodle HR Dept.;
Office of Legal Counsel;
Boodle Board of Directors;
Mailroom/Office of Procurement and Supplies

Posted by: curmudgeon6 | June 12, 2009 8:18 AM | Report abuse

Wishing the best for Jack. Scotty, the Sox swept the Yanks again, how cool is that? I love the Papelbon stare.

Mini weather rant: It is raining. It has been raining/cloudy/raw/gloomy for what seems like the entire month of June so far. The temp has been four degrees below normal for the month. The weekends have been sunny but coolish but this doesn’t help when all the days in between are miserable. Last year in June we had a four-day heat wave, which the weather people keep reminding us of so we can feel even more depressed about the current situation. My weather website (NOAA) shows nothing but dark clouds for the foreseeable future and my attitude is getting worse by the day.

Good news, bad news - I had my review yesterday and they love me however, no raises this year as the company tries to stay afloat and ride out the economic downturn. I am grateful tho’ to still have a job.

Posted by: badsneakers | June 12, 2009 8:21 AM | Report abuse

They will take away my special 'letter to the editor' crayons when they pry them from my cold dead fingers.

Posted by: yellojkt | June 12, 2009 8:26 AM | Report abuse

'Morning, Boodle.

The muttonchop sideburns were a b1tch to get off. Also the five-inch scar with the crude stitch marks on my cheek. My eyebrows do NOT meet each other in one continuous line, nor do they really look like Amazonian caterpillers trying to mate with each other.

On the otherhand, my wife kinda likes the Snidely Whiplash mustache, so I'm keeping it.

Also the beauty mark.

Well, byegones, I suppose.

Moving right along:

Today in Nautical and Aviation History

June 12, 1918: Army Maj. Harry Brown leads a flight of eight Breguet bombers of the 96th Aero Squadron on a mission over France’s Dommary-Baroncourt railroad yards, American aviation’s first aerial bombing mission. Exactly 24 years later, Army Air Corps Col. H.A. Halvorson leads 12 Egypt-based B-24 Liberator bombers on America’s first bombing mission over a European target in World War II, in this case the first (and also an unsuccessful) raid on a “strategic” target, the famous oil fields at Ploesti, Romania.
1979: Bryan Allen pedals famous aviation designer Dr. Paul McCready’s 70-pound aircraft Gossamer Albatross 22.26 miles across the English Channel, winning the $200,000 Kramer Prize for human-powered flight (2 hours 49 minutes).

As you were, me proud beauties.

Posted by: curmudgeon6 | June 12, 2009 8:29 AM | Report abuse

Now I know why they were laughing at me when I got on the bus last night.

Posted by: curmudgeon6 | June 12, 2009 8:33 AM | Report abuse

Good morning boodle! Finally a weekday off to get some stuff done, if all goes well tomorrow will be a real day off. Mr. F and I may even go to our annual movie tomorrow. Up, Star Trek...?

Posted by: frostbitten1 | June 12, 2009 8:34 AM | Report abuse

Just be glad they didn't go all 'Superbad' on you, if you know what I mean, and you probably don't.

Posted by: yellojkt | June 12, 2009 8:47 AM | Report abuse

All of the above, frosti... :-)

Posted by: Scottynuke | June 12, 2009 8:55 AM | Report abuse

And just what, exactly, is wrong with a continuous-line eyebrow??? *tapping foot*

Posted by: Scottynuke | June 12, 2009 9:07 AM | Report abuse

Posted by: curmudgeon6 | June 12, 2009 9:09 AM | Report abuse

Oooh, sorry about the Sharpie use, Mudge. I told them not to, but would they listen to me? Noooo...

So far so good at the condo. The HVAC people were early and are already working. The temp isn't too bad, yet. The only snag is that I'm having to work on the Elderdottir's computer because I can't pick up their wireless network. Of course the Geekdottir left for other endeavors when I showed up and isn't available to assist.

Thanks for the thought, TBG, but I would't even pay somebody for this duty. It's something only a mother can do.

Posted by: tutyoung | June 12, 2009 9:41 AM | Report abuse

Another huge mass of ice melting now, which I had not heard of until today:

Posted by: Jumper1 | June 12, 2009 9:46 AM | Report abuse

I wonder how many water cannon you'd need to move that baby away from shipping? Too big to tow, I think.

Posted by: Yoki | June 12, 2009 10:01 AM | Report abuse

Nothing at all, S'nuke. However, they are not for amateurs. They require expert control and focus to make them behave.

Otherwise, these eyebrows dance the seasick hornpipe while the guy's trying to shave.

That can shiver even the stoutest timbers when a guy's not used to all that action above the eyelid line.

Posted by: Wilbrod_Gnome | June 12, 2009 10:04 AM | Report abuse

Quite frankly, I don't understand why you Canuckistanis have a unit of measurement called a tonne. (Pronounced, one assumes, as "Tony.") No, a nice, simple three-letter word like "ton" wasn't good enough for you. You hadda go and make it all "Hot Shoppe" and upscale and snootified and, well...tony..., didn't you?

And unlike virtually every other nation on earth, which keeps their islands both under control and anchored in basically the same place (the island in "Lost" notwithstanding), you have to let your islands go wandering about the ocean willy-nilly, like a bunch of bratty pre-schoolers running around the mall, and/or calving and spinning off offspring like Sarah Palin's children.

Really, you have gone too far this time. First Tim Horton's, and now this.

Posted by: curmudgeon6 | June 12, 2009 10:13 AM | Report abuse

Aw, come on 'mudge. You just have to love a people who, by and large, know the difference between a growler and a bergy-bit.

Don't you?

Posted by: Yoki | June 12, 2009 10:17 AM | Report abuse


Posted by: curmudgeon6 | June 12, 2009 10:22 AM | Report abuse

It is French. The "ton" is silent. It is pronounced "metric ξs"

Apparently the Wilkins has much more hugosity. Here is the world's worst time-lapse view:

Posted by: Jumper1 | June 12, 2009 10:34 AM | Report abuse

French? You sure? Hell, that's even worse, now, ain't it? And where did you get that Arabic squiggle thing from, Jumper? I've looked all over my keyboard twice now and can't kind the durn thing. Closest I came was some wiggly continuous-eyebrow thing up to the left (of course!) of the exclamation mark.

Posted by: curmudgeon6 | June 12, 2009 10:50 AM | Report abuse

Well, you all know what day this is (and the answer is *not* Friday, Snuke). No, my dear friends, it is (standing back so that I may shout) Game 7 of the Stanley Cup Finals. Yes, indeedy. And even the WaPo, fer cryin' out loud, has it on the front page, over the fold, of the sports section, basically touting the fact that Detroit will win it tonight. Let us hope and pray (for those what do) that it will not play as a jinx. I shall wear my Red Wings jersey proudly and somewhat nervously this evening and hope for the best, commiserate over the worst, and then drop back and start rooting for the Detroit Tigers in earnest until the next hockey season starts.

*pacing already and the day is still relatively young*

I'll check in with you all throughout the day, if only to keep my veritables in balance.

*pace* *pace* *pace*


Posted by: firsttimeblogger | June 12, 2009 10:52 AM | Report abuse

It's a metric ton which is like a real ton only heavier or lighter depending on which side of the 54-40 line you are one. And the real pronunciation is 'ЂỗĦώζق'.

Posted by: yellojkt | June 12, 2009 10:57 AM | Report abuse

FYI: Official swine flu update from Fairfax County public school superintendent Dr. Dale on 6/12/09:

Dear Parents and Guardians:

It is our goal to promote good health for students in our school system and to manage communicable diseases. We have been working with the Fairfax County Health Department (FCHD) to monitor student absences using the Health Department-School Illness Monitoring System (HD-SIMS). Through the use of this system, the FCHD has identified a recent rise in the number of schools with increased student absences. Upon further investigation, the FCHD has found that a number of these absences are due to influenza-like symptoms. During this time of year, it is unlikely that these symptoms are caused by the seasonal influenza that we see at other times of the year. Instead, these symptoms likely reflect the spread of the new H1N1 virus (swine flu) within our community. Although illness from this new virus is mild in most people, school staff and students should continue to take steps to limit disease spread.

Posted by: WhackyWeasel | June 12, 2009 10:57 AM | Report abuse


Posted by: Jumper1 | June 12, 2009 11:01 AM | Report abuse

Conveniently, a tonne has almost the same mass as a long ton.

Someone should send a stern e-mail to the Danes, demanding that they stop this ice island calving from Greenland's glaciers.

Posted by: shrieking_denizen | June 12, 2009 11:03 AM | Report abuse

This late into June we usually referred to that strain of flu as 'early onset senioritis'. We used to treat it with rum and cokes at Clearwater Beach.

The comments to that story are even funnier than the headline (which is pretty frickin' messed up in its own right).

Posted by: yellojkt | June 12, 2009 11:09 AM | Report abuse

You know what today is...

Actually, I didn't until I read this morning's paper: it's be Anne Frank's 80th birthday. Her diaries--more than one--will now go on permanent display in the museum where they are housed, rather than remaining in the archives.

I am so tempted to give the passage from Arax's latest book "West of the West" about how his grandfather lived, like Frank, in a tiny attic room like Frank, yet survived, during the Turkish genocide of Armenians, but I'm running this morning. I didn't realize that I had assumed correctly about his family's connection to the Turkish genocide until I read the last chapter of his latest book, the last chapter about his father's murder in Fresno.

Lead Metro story here this morning about how our new, young Hispanic mayor followed through on a campaign promise to be the grand marshal in the upcoming Gay Pride Parade, stirring some local controversy.

Posted by: laloomis | June 12, 2009 11:13 AM | Report abuse

SCC: like Frank, like Frank AAARGGH!

Off to attend to some business at hand...

Posted by: laloomis | June 12, 2009 11:14 AM | Report abuse

Good idea, SD. I'll get right on it.

Dear Claire:

I'm a big fan of many of your movies, especially the Romeo and Juliet thing you did with Leonardo Whatshisname and that Hsipanic guy, you know who I mean. Keep up the good work.

In the meantime, however, would you please get better control of your Glaciers, especially Hulio E. Glacier, who seems to have calved off something called N. Ricky E. Glacier. There is enough potsdam and jetsdom floating around the oceans as it is without adding more E. Glaciers to the mix. Pretty soon they'll be washing up on the New Jersey beachs, aqlong with the hypothermic needles and scaring the jellyfish.

Thank you.

Rush Limbaugh.

Posted by: curmudgeon6 | June 12, 2009 11:16 AM | Report abuse

TO; Shop Steward
FROM: Legal Dept.

Sir, it has come to our attention that a memorandum, limiting the use of certain writing implements and prohibiting the use of others, has been circulated in your name. While the office of Shop Steward may, of course, promulgate regulations regarding the scope and use of office supplies as it sees fit, the Legal Dept. has identified a significant oversight in the language of the memorandum. We note that permitted implements, as detailed in the memorandum, include only lead pencils and ballpoint pens. Certain members of the Legal Dept. are concerned that this list fails to include the common or standard fountain pen. As the fountain pen is a writing instrument often used by certain members of the Legal Dept. in conducting Boodle legal business, the Legal Dept. was concerned at its omission from the enumerated permissible writing instruments. We are sure that this was merely an oversight on the part of the Shop Steward. We respectfully but strongly suggest a slight amendment to Clause 1 of the Memorandum, including a subsection (3), fountain pens; with a further amendment to Clause 1, replacing word 11, "two", with the word "three", to reflect the addition of a third subsection to the clause.

Yrs. etc.

The Legal Department

Posted by: Ivansmom | June 12, 2009 11:17 AM | Report abuse


Posted by: Jumper1 | June 12, 2009 11:21 AM | Report abuse

Personally, I've always been partial to fingerpaints.

Posted by: RD_Padouk | June 12, 2009 11:28 AM | Report abuse

Heard an interesting idea on the radio this morning as for why Phillip Morris backed the FDA control of tobacco: regulation to lower the amount of nicotine in cigarettes would mean smokers who are used to lots of nicotine would need to smoke more cigarettes to get their fix, so Big Tobacco would get more sales from its most committed customers.

Posted by: Southwester | June 12, 2009 11:30 AM | Report abuse

Funny Yello, a few weeks ago I called my daughter out of school for a day of father/daughter fishing. The school insists that we be specific about the reason for absense.

So I told them that she had worms...

Posted by: WhackyWeasel | June 12, 2009 11:32 AM | Report abuse

The bunker won't be the same without sidewalk chalk.

Posted by: LostInThought | June 12, 2009 11:32 AM | Report abuse



Okay, okay. Fountain pens. But no inkwells. I'm not letting somebody go dunkin' my pigtails in the inkwell.

And no quills. It's gotta be a for-real fountain pen, not some feather plucked from a duck's @ss.

That's as far as I go.

Posted by: curmudgeon6 | June 12, 2009 11:33 AM | Report abuse

Oh Ivansmom, I do love a fountain pen. A lovely hand always looks lovelier when the implement is up to the task. Thank you for noting the oversight.

Posted by: frostbitten1 | June 12, 2009 11:35 AM | Report abuse

When the 'berg goes, I say let's make use of it! I favor the attachment of submerged electric motors powered by photovoltaic supplies and the emplacement of specially-fabricated "upscale" modular housing units. A large plastic or metal sheet, light-absorbent black with perforations to permit the flow of water will create a swimming pool area as it melts down into the ice. Drive that puppy to some Atlantic coastal area that could use an enhanced supply of fresh water. The drive may take a considerable time, permitting the facility to serve as the most exclusive of resort destinations -- so exclusive that by the time it's 'common' enough for the hoi polloi to visit, it won't even exist any longer.

Posted by: ScienceTim | June 12, 2009 11:40 AM | Report abuse

We don't have many Sharpies in the house; we mostly use the dollar-store version called Shapelies.

Posted by: TBG- | June 12, 2009 11:40 AM | Report abuse

Note to Wilbrod, Wilbrodog, and DNA_girl: No. Before you even ask, the answer is no. No calligraphy brushes for writing your haikus (haikum? haikae?). I so much as doze off for a minute and I'd wake up looking like Queequeg, with the ideograph for "For a good time call 555-1984..." written across my forehead in Szechuan. Not gonna happen.

So: No. Don't even think about it.

Posted by: curmudgeon6 | June 12, 2009 11:47 AM | Report abuse

Supposedly even more torture stuff coming out soon, even worse than the sex stuff?!?
And the Atlantic slams the NYT:

Posted by: Jumper1 | June 12, 2009 11:52 AM | Report abuse

Going against the flow of conversation yet again to dredge up an old topic? schala must be here!

On the topic of Failures to Launch and so on--
I wanted to give a gentle reminder to the many parental units around here, since the following is not a viewpoint which gets expressed much. Failure to Launch is widely regarded as frustrating and embarrassing, but there's a much worse and darker opposite: the child who launches out of desperation, who lives on their own as soon as possible because home is not safe or welcoming, who refuses to borrow money from the parents because parents aren't to be trusted, who has to start working early just to take care of themselves.

In a Failure to Launch situation, lots of people seem to imply a failure on the parent's part, too. I've never believed that. I'd much rather see parents erring on that side of launching than the other.

Posted by: schala1 | June 12, 2009 11:55 AM | Report abuse

Pucker up. Time to kiss analog goodbye.

Posted by: WhackyWeasel | June 12, 2009 11:59 AM | Report abuse

I'm pretty sure Mianus still has analog.

Posted by: Scottynuke | June 12, 2009 12:09 PM | Report abuse

schala, I was boot-launched and I still have resentments. I don't dwell on it, but I will never use the same action or threat on my own kids.

Posted by: WhackyWeasel | June 12, 2009 12:09 PM | Report abuse

I do believe that the switch to digital is a terrorist plot to drive us crazy.Has anyone tried to setup one of the convertor boxes?

Posted by: greenwithenvy | June 12, 2009 12:10 PM | Report abuse

schala1... I couldn't agree with you more. My goal as a parent is for my kids to settle neither as far from me--or close to me--as possible.

The key word there is "settle." I've already welcomed one college dropout back into the home and watched with pleasure as he matured amazingly over one year. But now he's gone back to school and knows he's welcome back any time.

I grew up in and raised my kids in a multi-generational environment, and I hope they do the same. We weren't in the same house as my parents but they were certainly close by and a part of our everyday lives. I wouldn't trade that for the world and I know my kids feel the same way. When my parents died, I had no regrets; they had raised me well and taught me how to do the same (and had helped me raise 'em too!).

Anyway... thanks for reminding us.

Posted by: TBG- | June 12, 2009 12:18 PM | Report abuse

Good point, schala1. I didn't have my first place till I was 23 - I had a job but didn't make enough to leave my parents till 15 months after I graduated from college. Bless them, they were very tolerant of me.

OTOH, my mother moved in with me after my first husband and I separated and she was ready to leave the house in the country. The arrangement didn't work. The dottirs and I were pretty fragile as we adjusted to the new situation, and Mom was oblivious to our needs. Thank heavens she decided to buy a condo before Mr. T and I married.

Mudge, not to quibble, but I hope rollerballs fall under the category of ballpoints. I just prefer a water-based ink.

Posted by: tutyoung | June 12, 2009 12:18 PM | Report abuse

Scottynuke, I won't allow Mianus to go digital unless it's done by a doctor.


Posted by: -bc- | June 12, 2009 12:25 PM | Report abuse

slyness, you may want to adjust your registration sign-on name.

Good point, shala, but I think the Boodle is already pretty sensitive to that issue, and we tend not to discuss it very much. We generally prefer to treat F-t-L as mildly frustrating and humorous, and leave it that, because for a fair number of people here, going much further becomes painful, for one reason or another. Some here were self-launched or boot-launched for whatever good or bad reason, and we're aware of that about each other. And some of us have done the boot-launching, such as the step-father who boot-launched his 16-year stepson by throwing the poor child out onto the sidewalk for the sin of punching his mother, giving her a black eye, and knocking her down the steps.

So yes, we are well aware of the dark side of launching. Which is probably why we like to keep it on the lighter side.

Posted by: curmudgeon6 | June 12, 2009 12:31 PM | Report abuse

Rollerballs are OK. I much prefer rollerballs myself, as it happens.

Posted by: curmudgeon6 | June 12, 2009 12:33 PM | Report abuse

Mudge, thanks for not specifying what to use for ink in them thar fountain pens.

On another note, I'll let *you* explain to the Man in Joel's Basement why he can't use the quills anymore (I'll let you two old-timers grump it out 'tween ya). Or why we're going to have to rework the annual staging of the Boodle Production, "Signing of the Declaration of Independence" to include a Bic Round Stic or a Venus #2 pencil.

He's gonna *hate* it, just like he hated going to Windows Vista and we had to back him down to XP.


Posted by: -bc- | June 12, 2009 12:36 PM | Report abuse

I always thought James Caan was channeling you in that role, 'Mudge...

Posted by: Scottynuke | June 12, 2009 12:36 PM | Report abuse

And strike one blow for sanity...


Posted by: Scottynuke | June 12, 2009 12:40 PM | Report abuse

But only the James Caan version. The remake sucks.

Posted by: yellojkt | June 12, 2009 12:42 PM | Report abuse

From my perspective, a rollerball is essentially a bigger ball point pen.

Not only am I going to miss the sidewalk chalk and the crayons, I'm going to miss the charcoal I use for all those etchings I keep in my room.

Still, I am the Jackson Pollock of the English Language, and I'll continue to use watercolors, acrylics, oils, enamels, inks, graphites, waxes, teas, greases, etc.

Don't ask about latex.



Posted by: -bc- | June 12, 2009 12:43 PM | Report abuse

Sniped by Scotty again.

Posted by: yellojkt | June 12, 2009 12:43 PM | Report abuse

schala and WW- pushing kids out of the nest too early would be inconceivable to me if I hadn't had students with their identities stolen and credit ruined before they entered 6th grade. Others would leave anything they remotely cared about in the classroom to safeguard against theft or destruction by a parent. I think the hardest to fathom were the parents who would deliberately take the kid's completed homework and keep it so that it could not be turned in on time. (I'd think this was one off mental illness if I hadn't seen it happen in several different schools in different cities.)

Posted by: frostbitten1 | June 12, 2009 12:45 PM | Report abuse

In my own launch history, I was very eager to achieve altitude as soon as possible, but on my first orbit, the mission control center had a base closing and the new emergency landing strip was now out of range. I still blame the site facility manager for letting this happen even though I never needed it.

If anyone understands what I just said, please explain it to me.

Posted by: yellojkt | June 12, 2009 12:47 PM | Report abuse

Ivansmom, thank you. That was elegant. The check is in the mail, but if you prefer I won't say "Really? Nobody else has complained" if you come to me with a computer problem.

Counterintuitively, many IT people use fountain pens, as I do. Inkwells and all; my favorite colors are peacock blue and lavender, requiring 2 pens for most occasions. Second choice? Jelly pens or the ultra-thin architect's pens. Don't get me started on paper.

I've had a really tough week, touched by grace yesterday and today with regard to some of those issues, getting off scot-free even though I was totally upfront that they were my fault. schala1 makes me remember that no matter how bad it gets, I never have to go shopping with my mother again. And I wonder, once again, what it would have been like to experience grace by growing up in a house with parents as good as my Boodler friends.

TBG, your daughter has world-class hair. I'll bet it looked wonderful when it was pink, too!

Posted by: -dbG- | June 12, 2009 12:48 PM | Report abuse

I believe today is Cassandra's birthday.

Happy birthday!

In other news, my large wheeled trash dumpster was just knocked over for the second week in a row by my 16 year old backing out of the driveway. The first time I shrugged and thought nothing of it. Now, after watching her pick up all the trash again, I'm stumped. Is she blind? Should I not let her drive?


Posted by: Wheezy1 | June 12, 2009 12:50 PM | Report abuse

TBG, my wife and I often comment that one of the greatest losses in present-day society is/was the loss of the multi-generational household. It used to be much, much more common -- although the downside is that it was usually the result of economic necessity, and seldom if ever a matter of choice. And there were all the seemingly inevitable wife-versus-mother-in-law conflicts. Still, what was lost most was the contact between first and third generations (and sometimes between first and fourth).

Four of my grandkids just lost their great-grandfather two days ago. This was "Doc," my wife's first father-in-law, the Korean War-era Navy medic we all liked. He died at home, under hospice care. He was fully estranged from one of his two daughters, and partly estranged from his son (the total &^%$#&^%$, my wife's ex), who behaved like a total jerk right to the very end.

The good part was that although Doc drifted in and out of coma for the last few days, the four great-grandkids got to say goodbye to him over the phone, during one of the times he was coherent. Almost...well..."strange," to be grateful for something like that.

Posted by: curmudgeon6 | June 12, 2009 12:54 PM | Report abuse

Aww Mudge!
And I was just about to make this for you:
or this:

Sure you won't reconsider?

Posted by: DNA_Girl | June 12, 2009 12:57 PM | Report abuse

Frosti, your comment about the kids with toxic parents rang a bell. We had a neighbor on our street with three young kids and the dad in prison. When my children and hers ran a lemonade stand one day and, amazingly, made $50, she took her kids' share for cigarette money. I ended up taking all the kids to the dollar store for a little shopping. Her kids had never been to a dollar store and were in heaven. It was pretty much across the street from us. She was on the 3 year old's ssn at that point - having trashed the credit of the 6 and 8 y.o. already. Their next move was to a homeless shelter.

Posted by: Wheezy1 | June 12, 2009 12:57 PM | Report abuse

Is that true, Cassandra????

*faxing hugs, candles (not the joke won't-blow-out kind), and a big birthday cake*

Posted by: curmudgeon6 | June 12, 2009 1:02 PM | Report abuse

Don't worry, Cassandra, 'Mudge isn't going to jump out of the cake.

I make no guarantees about bc, however.

Posted by: Scottynuke | June 12, 2009 1:08 PM | Report abuse

Those were brilliant, DNA_Girl, as were the two or three that followed.

You have won your appeal.

(My probable new look:

Posted by: curmudgeon6 | June 12, 2009 1:14 PM | Report abuse

Cassandra mentioned her birthday 6/10 at 12:30 (the Encore Careers kit). And I, who remember almost nothing, remembered it!

Posted by: Wheezy1 | June 12, 2009 1:15 PM | Report abuse

Yes, nothing says "go to hell" as much as the Maori Face Tattoo, if we ignore Horrible Golf Pants. Which will be more regretted at age 80?

Posted by: Jumper1 | June 12, 2009 1:21 PM | Report abuse

Southwester - That theory for Philip Morris' support of FDA regulation is inventive, I'll give it that! The more generally accepted explanation is more prosaic: Since they're one of the biggest players in the market, anything which raises entry barriers and limits the ability of other players to increase market share through heavy advertising should probably benefit Philip Morris.

Posted by: bobsewell | June 12, 2009 1:33 PM | Report abuse

Oh my! Okay, Cassandra -- stand back and let me warble!

Happy Birthday to You
Happy Birthday to You
Happy Birthday to You

And many, many, many (thru infinity) more!

Posted by: firsttimeblogger | June 12, 2009 1:42 PM | Report abuse

Cassandra, have a wonderful day!


Posted by: -dbG- | June 12, 2009 2:20 PM | Report abuse

I wasn't thinking about the exquisite Ms. Danes Curmudgeon but that e-mail shall do.

Even better than a maori face tatoo there is local criminal and murderer René Michaud's face tatoo. "Has the suspect any distinctive features that could help us identify him? Yes officer, he has two pistols tatooed on his forehead."

Posted by: shrieking_denizen | June 12, 2009 2:43 PM | Report abuse

Scottynuke, I'd be proud to jump out of Cassandra's birthday cake.

Please keep the Ronco Pocket Defibrillators handy, folks.

I've been thinking about this whole Launch thing, and I don't know if I so much launched as rolled on a bunch of logs off of the drydock and into the harbor. I was going to either head out to sea under my own steam or sink without a trace.


Posted by: -bc- | June 12, 2009 2:56 PM | Report abuse

Just a little rant: we're taking a trip this weekend through the middle of next week. I've got a 12 hour drive tomorrow that I'd like to start early, so I was planning on leaving work early to get to bed early. Then right after lunch they drop a rush project on me that no one else is qualified to complete that will take me two hours, on top of all the stuff I'm trying to wrap up so I'm not missed next week. Needless to say, this is one of those days I regret quitting cigarettes.

Posted by: Southwester | June 12, 2009 2:58 PM | Report abuse

By the way, Happy Birthday Cassandra!


Posted by: -bc- | June 12, 2009 3:02 PM | Report abuse

@Southwester: In the immortal words of Steve McCroskey, you picked the wrong week to quit sniffing glue.

And quit call me Shirley.

Posted by: yellojkt | June 12, 2009 3:03 PM | Report abuse

Happy B-day, Cassandra!

Posted by: yellojkt | June 12, 2009 3:04 PM | Report abuse

Happy Birthday, Cassandra! It's my brother's birthday too, and yes, Anne Frank's (which I was not aware of till the shooting, and the mention of the play about her and Emmitt Till).

Posted by: seasea1 | June 12, 2009 3:16 PM | Report abuse

And apparently it's George HW Bush's birthday too:

Posted by: seasea1 | June 12, 2009 3:19 PM | Report abuse

Happy Birthday Cassandra!

@Southwester... get to work! Oh... and where are you going? Someplace fun? We'll miss you. Make sure you come back when you come back.

Posted by: TBG- | June 12, 2009 3:24 PM | Report abuse

@yellojkt: At least I haven't quit sniffing glue.

Posted by: Southwester | June 12, 2009 3:25 PM | Report abuse

And of course, Happy Birthday Cassandra!!! :-) *HUGSSSSS*

Posted by: Scottynuke | June 12, 2009 3:28 PM | Report abuse

Southwester, sorry about the work deadline. That is something that I came to expect on a regular basis (and why I would take the day off before the start and end of a trip). I certainly don't miss that in my present unemployed state. Although I have curtailed the trips, accordingly.

Sneaks, sorry about your weather. Sounds like you have ours. We're creeping up on a record for dry days in's been in the mid-70s and dry for about 3 weeks now. Fabulous. I'm trying to enjoy every second of it, and not worry too much about what this means for July and August (when it usually gets hot and dry here).

Posted by: seasea1 | June 12, 2009 3:35 PM | Report abuse

@TBG: We're off to visit my in laws (I actually like them, go figure) in Hyde Park, Chicago, the best neighborhood in the world. And yes, I would have said that before it was known as the Home of Obama. Hopefully the baby and the gigantic dog will both sleep through most the trip.

Posted by: Southwester | June 12, 2009 3:40 PM | Report abuse

The Baby and the Gigantic Dog...

Southwestern is a Roald Dahl character???

Posted by: Scottynuke | June 12, 2009 3:59 PM | Report abuse

happy birthday, cassandra!! and many more!

Posted by: LALurker | June 12, 2009 4:22 PM | Report abuse

Happy Birthday, Cassandra and many happy returns!

This was my sainted mother's birthday. She would have been 76 today.

Safe travels Southwester.

I just logged onto the WaPo site for the first time and saw that Krauthammer's piece from this morning is the Most Viewed. Now, that makes me CRANKY! I think the guy is literally unhinged.

Good luck FTB - we're rooting for the Red Wings!

Posted by: Kim1 | June 12, 2009 4:39 PM | Report abuse

Just got in from a busy day and started to back boodle, when I remembered this- Happy Birthday Cassandra - blessing for you on this day - hope you get some time to enjoy your day.

Posted by: dmd2 | June 12, 2009 4:41 PM | Report abuse

It's my mother's birthday also today. Happy Birthday y'all!

Posted by: Jumper1 | June 12, 2009 4:52 PM | Report abuse

Happy Birthday Cassandra!!!
I planted some green beans today and when we have our 2nd annual MBPH I will bring you some more.May as well make a tradition out of it.

Back to the city soon.

Have a Great weekend everyone!!!

Posted by: greenwithenvy | June 12, 2009 4:56 PM | Report abuse

Aw, thanks Kim. I am somewhat nervously looking forward to the game.

Have a good trip SWer. I do like Chicago -- maybe because I like Art Deco and the city is very much that. I think I've only been there two or three times, though. Very enjoyable, although when I went to a restaurant I noted that there was nothing but beef on the menu and when I asked if there might possibly be some fish I got looked at funny.

Posted by: firsttimeblogger | June 12, 2009 4:56 PM | Report abuse

@Scottynuke: they look very cute together, but she'll need to start really toddling at least before they can start having adventures.

Thanks for the sympathy all and Happy Birthday Cassandra! Though I only recently switched from lurking to boodling, you're as old/young as you feel except when you get carded.

Posted by: Southwester | June 12, 2009 5:04 PM | Report abuse

I get carded only when I ask for a senior citizen's discount.

Posted by: shrieking_denizen | June 12, 2009 5:08 PM | Report abuse

@FTB: Chicago is my favorite city for architecture and food. While there are some fine dining establishments, Chicago has the best selection in the country for greasy meat. Also the best pizza and trying to argue that point is like trying to argue what's the best religion.

Posted by: Southwester | June 12, 2009 5:08 PM | Report abuse

shriek... I don't get carded; I dont even get asked... I just get the discount.. and I'm not usually old enough.

Posted by: -TBG- | June 12, 2009 5:25 PM | Report abuse

Happy birthday Cassandra!!! Sending much aloha your way!

Posted by: MiddleofthePacific | June 12, 2009 5:33 PM | Report abuse

A Happy Birthday Howdy to Cassandra, I hope the pizza party went well.

Thanks to dbG - an offer of kindness from an IT expert is more precious than a check. I like fountain pens too.

Southwester, they knew you were leaving, right? But they gave you a rush on Friday afternoon? It better really be a rush, not something that's been sitting on someone's desk. Enjoy the trip.

I think the Boodle could have some fun with Road Trip: the Baby and the Gigantic Dog.

Posted by: Ivansmom | June 12, 2009 5:49 PM | Report abuse

Birthday wishes to Cassandra.

I've been painting the front side of the house. A colorful snake turned out to be hiding under a dropcloth. Checked the Florida Museum of Natural History's snake guide. Not a King. A Coral. Scary, but if I've gone nine years without seeing one, how long will it take for the next? Mostly the yard has black racers and occasional glass lizards.

Posted by: DaveoftheCoonties | June 12, 2009 5:52 PM | Report abuse

Hap-py birth-day deeeeaaar Cas-san-dra! Happy birthday to you.

Have a great trip Southwester.

Posted by: frostbitten1 | June 12, 2009 5:59 PM | Report abuse

@Ivansmom: it was real rush. The client had messed up a previous order and needed this stuff by Tuesday morning and the post processing from my work couldn't be done until Monday and I wasn't going to let anyone blame me for taking a day off. I would have at least considered saying tough luck, wait until I get back, but I'm culpable for not finding time to train anyone else in how to run this particular job, so I had to take this one for the team.

Posted by: Southwester | June 12, 2009 5:59 PM | Report abuse

Howdy. As sharp implements were not banned by the shop steward, I guess we can carve them haiku-trains as we please.

Mudge'll be delighted to see his new blue bottoms personalized with see-through calliography.

Posted by: Wilbrod_Gnome | June 12, 2009 6:00 PM | Report abuse

Smell-o-rama words
All arranged in a haiku--
Guess whose idea 'twas?


Posted by: Wilbrod_Gnome | June 12, 2009 6:02 PM | Report abuse

Southwester, when I go to Chicago, and it's never often enough, I go to Al's Italian Beef on Taylor St., in Little Italy, not too far from Hyde Park. It's the best!

Posted by: rickoshea0 | June 12, 2009 6:09 PM | Report abuse

I got carded last week when I purchased a bottle of wine. I think it so inspiring the way that wine store hires the legally blind.

Posted by: RD_Padouk | June 12, 2009 6:22 PM | Report abuse

Cassandra, I hope you are having a wonderful Birthday. If, for some reason you aren't, you are allowed a do-over tomorrow!!

Southwester, have a great and safe trip.

Posted by: badsneakers | June 12, 2009 6:33 PM | Report abuse

RD, at this point whenever I get carded I smile charmingly and thank the cashier (or bartender) for asking. Really, it is flattering.

Posted by: Ivansmom | June 12, 2009 6:36 PM | Report abuse

Almost forgot, good luck Red Wings!

Posted by: badsneakers | June 12, 2009 7:12 PM | Report abuse

Southwester, I think I've seen those B&tGD adventures already, courtesy of I Has a Hotdog...


Posted by: Scottynuke | June 12, 2009 7:20 PM | Report abuse

Dog posts on A-blog;
Overlooked, no "good boys!" or "hi"s.
Slumps back on floor. Gloom.


Posted by: Wilbrod_Gnome | June 12, 2009 7:29 PM | Report abuse

Hi, Wilbrodog. *pat, pat, followed by ear sratch*

Posted by: Curmudgeon- | June 12, 2009 7:31 PM | Report abuse

Happy Birthday, Cassandra!

Congratulations, RD_Padouk.

Go Red Wings!!!!

Dinner and the theatre tonight. Fun!

Have a great Friday evening, Al.

Posted by: Yoki | June 12, 2009 7:33 PM | Report abuse

Oh, Sneaks, you *are* a dear!

I put on my jersey, so I'm all set to go.

*still nervous, but confident (mostly)*

Posted by: firsttimeblogger | June 12, 2009 7:33 PM | Report abuse

To be or not to be;
whether 'tis suicide by steak
Or stakes with hope licked...

-Wilbrodog Shakesfur--

Posted by: Wilbrod_Gnome | June 12, 2009 7:33 PM | Report abuse

You're a dear, too Yokes -- but you knew that.

Posted by: firsttimeblogger | June 12, 2009 7:34 PM | Report abuse

Oh! It is a pat,
And Mudge is the sunny pal--
In my heart, light breaks!


Posted by: Wilbrod_Gnome | June 12, 2009 7:35 PM | Report abuse

Arrived back home a while ago. Everything is well. No malignancy, still have 1/2 of the thyroid, no need for hormone supplements. Just a sore neck, and left over grumpiness form not being discharged when they said I would. Again, thank you all for your kind words and thoughts over such a long period of time. You're collectively the best. cheers, jack

*hockey night*

Posted by: -jack- | June 12, 2009 7:38 PM | Report abuse

That is wonderful news, Jack!

So glad to hear it!

Posted by: Moose13 | June 12, 2009 7:41 PM | Report abuse

Hope your thyroid grows back soon, Jack. In the meanwhile, have fun devising a dramatic story of a torrid bar fight in your youth to explain away the scar.

Posted by: Wilbrod_Gnome | June 12, 2009 7:45 PM | Report abuse

'dog post fails to launch;
lack of reaction reveals
a pearl fully formed

Posted by: DNA_Girl | June 12, 2009 7:46 PM | Report abuse

Great news jack! (Not the sore neck.) Now I go out with my mind at ease.

Posted by: Yoki | June 12, 2009 7:46 PM | Report abuse

Yeah, Wilbrod. Lemme tell you , it was *quite* a fight.

Posted by: -jack- | June 12, 2009 7:47 PM | Report abuse

Great, jack. Thanks for checking in. We wondered.

By the way, TBG, the Boy confirms that Japanese Bug Fights is the Most. Awesome. Site. Ever. I emailed the address to my work friends with kids (or who are kids at heart) and am about to go through my address book.

Of course, if you don't like the idea of even bugs battling, with Japanese announcers, it probably isn't your cup of tea.

Posted by: Ivansmom | June 12, 2009 7:52 PM | Report abuse

Puzzles on kinship
between pups and pearls, and wags
with joy anyhow.


Posted by: Wilbrod_Gnome | June 12, 2009 7:59 PM | Report abuse

Five masked dudes, right?
Gave you the old one-two with knives,
After trying to gas you...


Posted by: Wilbrod_Gnome | June 12, 2009 8:04 PM | Report abuse

Some of the battles were really cool, Ivansmom, but I saw a constant theme of scorpions-- not my favorite polypod.

I read "Sandkings" as a teenager, and it scarred me for life.

Posted by: Wilbrod_Gnome | June 12, 2009 8:07 PM | Report abuse

Great news, Jack! Thanks for checking in and letting us know.

Cassandra, happy birthday!

I survived a day of condo-sitting in the heat and made it up the mountain, where the temp on the porch is 67. The rain gauge was essentially full. Everything looks lovely and green.

Posted by: slyness | June 12, 2009 8:38 PM | Report abuse

Yay Jack, so glad it's over and turned out well.

Gosh thanks, ftb. I know the feeling of nerves when watching an important game!! Pacing around and yelling at the TV may help a bit.

Posted by: badsneakers | June 12, 2009 8:40 PM | Report abuse

Ivansmom... I can't tell whether it's funnier to be hearing the Bug Fight announcer in Japanese or to actually know what he's saying.

Posted by: -TBG- | June 12, 2009 9:19 PM | Report abuse

Probably both are much funnier than watching without sound, TBG.

Posted by: Wilbrod_Gnome | June 12, 2009 9:33 PM | Report abuse

I don't have the second option, TBG, since I don't understand Japanese. I'm sending the address to a friend who lived over there; I'm sure he'll catch the feel if not the actual words.

Between manga, weird cartoons and odd movies, there is already a fair amount of Japanese pop culture in our house. Often something will bring me up short. Our latest foray are the live-action "Death Notes" movies, taken from the manga and not (apparently) to be confused with the animated version. The live-action ones aren't bad.

Posted by: Ivansmom | June 12, 2009 9:36 PM | Report abuse

Talbot 2 Wings 0

We're not all Wings fan you know. As one of the original 6 and home of the devil (a.k.a. Gordie Howe) it's one of the hereditary enemy.

Posted by: shrieking_denizen | June 12, 2009 9:41 PM | Report abuse


Posted by: firsttimeblogger | June 12, 2009 9:52 PM | Report abuse

Jack, I'm glad you're discharged and recovering. Wish you a speedy healing process.

Posted by: kbertocci | June 12, 2009 9:54 PM | Report abuse

Nah, Wilbrod & Wilbrodog. fought off a badger. with one hand. that's one dead badger.

Posted by: -jack- | June 12, 2009 9:57 PM | Report abuse

Has PETA been notified about bugfights? It's not just the cute mammals that have rights you know.

Posted by: yellojkt | June 12, 2009 9:57 PM | Report abuse

Ivansmom, I will take this to heart and find something nicer to say. :-) Re: the fountain pens, one of mine is clear (a demonstrator) and watching the ink slosh while I write is like looking at an ocean machine.

Big work crisis last night, I spent the afternoon taking a long nap to catch up. I guess I would have preferred no crisis and no nap. All's well that ends, right?

I have 6 green tomatoes and many buds on the cucumbers. None of the flowers I planted in the front last week have died yet. For me, this is unqualified success.

Have a good evening, all!

Posted by: -dbG- | June 12, 2009 10:00 PM | Report abuse

First octopus on the ice.

Posted by: shrieking_denizen | June 12, 2009 10:04 PM | Report abuse

'dog teases, tickles
a boodle responds with love
layered over years;
are oysters always aware
of beauty that lies within?

Posted by: DNA_Girl | June 12, 2009 10:13 PM | Report abuse

Good news Jack!

Garden update-My peonies are just about ready to burst into bloom! Jacobs Ladder and Columbine are going strong. Harvested a couple radishes for salads this evening and the peas and beans are finally up. Moon flower seedlings almost ready to be transplanted and the morning glories I sowed directly are up. Lamium is flowering, a nice partner for the Virginia Water Leaf-a wildflower I've long loved but didn't know the name of. Glad I can recognize poppy seedlings (finally) as they always pop up just a little bit askew from last year's crop, this year they'll be growing to hide the empty spot left when the bleeding heart dies back-sweet. The bearded irises that have been growing here for 3 generations finally look healthy and should be open by Monday. They had been in the ground so long without division when I returned to Our Fair City that I almost gave up on them. It took radical action and three years of soil amendments to bring them back to their full glory. Next summer I'll be cursing their overcrowding and creeping into the phlox and day lilies.

Time to go help Mr. F plan tomorrow's storm door installation. It's turning out to be a bit more complex than the one we did at our NoVA house, but there are some helpful videos on Youtube.

Posted by: frostbitten1 | June 12, 2009 10:17 PM | Report abuse

Oyster's indigestion
equals gems to humankind--
But when dogs spill guts--


Posted by: Wilbrod_Gnome | June 12, 2009 10:22 PM | Report abuse

FTB: I'm watching the Stanley Cup Final. I hope that doesn't mean that they must lose. The announcer said that the visitors are up 2 - 0. I assume that's bad news for you. Let me know if I should turn it off!

Posted by: rickoshea0 | June 12, 2009 10:22 PM | Report abuse

2-1. This is going to get interesting.

Posted by: -jack- | June 12, 2009 10:26 PM | Report abuse

Jack, wonderful to hear that all went well and the news is the best possible. Hope your neck feels better soon, take a deep breath relax and enjoy.

ftb, much as I would love to be cheering with you, I can't but if it is any consolations I really really wish I could just for you. But you know that as I am certain you would not be waving the leafs or habs banners around were they in the cup final - like that will happen ;-).

Just came back from a rib off at friends, the husbands were in competition - I love how men can make such sport of cooking - the trashing talking emails have been flying all week. My husband lost but 2 points, sold down the river by our younger child - despite the repeated bribe offers she was given. Much fun had by all - but I am stuffed.

Have a great night all.

Posted by: dmd2 | June 12, 2009 10:28 PM | Report abuse

Glad you aren't headed for the boneyard yet, Jack. Speedy recovery wishes here.

Ditto on the Sandkings. Scary as can be.
Wonder what Wilbrodog makes of this fellow?

Posted by: Jumper1 | June 12, 2009 10:29 PM | Report abuse

And now having perused today's comments more thoroughly, I find that birthday greetings are in order for Ms. Cassandra, and are accordingly offered, with enthusiasm: Happy Birthday!!

= == =

As for Failure to Launch, I find myself unable to formulate a general theory about the generations and I believe it is because I'm so much in the midst of transition in every part of my life: my parents, at ages 76 & 81, are looking at major lifestyle changes. My husband, age 66, is trying to live his self-defined "golden years" with grace. My daughter, 21, is fresh out of college and trying to define a feasible career path. I am in limbo myself, out of a job and with no clear objective to work towards. I don't feel old but can't claim to be young. I'm not ready to retire but on the other hand I'm not at all ambitious or career-oriented.

I did come up with a good plot for a novel the other day.

On that note, I believe I shall retire for the evening. Here's wishing everybody a happy weekend.


Posted by: kbertocci | June 12, 2009 10:29 PM | Report abuse

This is a thight spot. 2-1 and a couple minutes to go.

Posted by: shrieking_denizen | June 12, 2009 10:30 PM | Report abuse

Happy birthday, Cassandra!

Posted by: Moose13 | June 12, 2009 10:33 PM | Report abuse

I had forgotten how exciting this game can be. So fast moving and emotional. I went to college in Boston and the Bean Pot tournament was the high point of the school year. I went to a lot of games and have many, many good memories of the old Boston Garden and cute college boys.

Jack, happy to hear you're among the healthy!

Cassandra, happy b-day and best wishes many more healthy ones ahead.

Posted by: rickoshea0 | June 12, 2009 10:34 PM | Report abuse

The Flightless Birds takes it. Sorry firtstimeblogger.

Posted by: shrieking_denizen | June 12, 2009 10:37 PM | Report abuse

Many happy returns on your birthday, Cassandra. I'm off to rest.

Posted by: -jack- | June 12, 2009 10:37 PM | Report abuse

Oh No!
I promise I'll never watch a final game ever, ever again!!!!

FTB, I owe you.

Posted by: rickoshea0 | June 12, 2009 10:38 PM | Report abuse

SCC a tight spot

Posted by: shrieking_denizen | June 12, 2009 10:38 PM | Report abuse

Condolences, ftb.

Posted by: Curmudgeon- | June 12, 2009 10:39 PM | Report abuse

And the Penguins win the Stanley Cup in Detroit, with Crosby on the bench.

I'll be darned.

All you Wings fans, my sympathies.

Penguins fans -- who says those mid-season coaching changes don't work? Congrats, folks.

Now, for an evening's worth of Backboodling...


Posted by: -bc- | June 12, 2009 10:39 PM | Report abuse

Evidently a prereq for playing hockey. Facial hair.

Posted by: rickoshea0 | June 12, 2009 10:44 PM | Report abuse

Oh ftb, I am sorry.

Posted by: badsneakers | June 12, 2009 10:47 PM | Report abuse

Malkin get the Connie Smythe. Good.

Posted by: shrieking_denizen | June 12, 2009 10:47 PM | Report abuse

I find it ironic that the presentation of the Stanley Cup is accompanied by "Fanfare to the Common Man."

Surely not.

Posted by: rickoshea0 | June 12, 2009 10:47 PM | Report abuse

dreaded badger slain,
odyssey at end, we pray,
a hero returns

Posted by: DNA_Girl | June 12, 2009 10:50 PM | Report abuse

Dear Jack, you look so debonair with that dueling scar.

KB's comments on lauching, failure makes me think that we are not to launch at all. Rather, we might be nomads between plateaus of life phases.

Cassandra, dear, many happy returns of the day and sweetest dreams.

A coral snake! Glad you are telling us, Dave.

Hockey, why my goodness. Tis swimming season. Midsummer will soon be upon us.

Poem with lilac (syringa) and peony in it (Sw-er's baby will soon fit this scene):

Baby Running Barefoot

When the white feet of the baby beat across the grass
The little white feet nod like white flowers in a wind,
They poise and run like puffs of wind that pass
Over water where the weeds are thinned.

And the sight of their white playing in the grass
Is winsome as a robin's song, so fluttering;
Or like two butterflies that settle on a glass
Cup for a moment, soft little wing-beats uttering.

And I wish that the baby would tack across here to me
Like a wind-shadow running on a pond, so she could stand
With two little bare white feet upon my knee
And I could feel her feet in either hand

Cool as syringa buds in morning hours,
Or firm and silken as young peony flowers.

By D.H. Lawrence

Posted by: CollegequaParkian | June 12, 2009 10:54 PM | Report abuse

I had a notion that tree peonies or single peonies might be better garden plants than those double or triple peonies whose heavy balls of petals did faceplants in the dirt, if not carefully supported. I never stayed in a peony-compatible climate long enough to see if that was really the case.

Happy thyroid, jack!

In our climate, storm doors are merely more stuff for the wind to smash. On the logic that having a decent patio doesn't count if you can't see it from indoors, I've ordered an impact-glass replacement for the patio door. It's whoppingly expensive.

Posted by: DaveoftheCoonties | June 12, 2009 10:56 PM | Report abuse

Jack, glad to see you in here, and very happy you're recovering and doing well.

And Wilbrod, I'm looking at my copy of Martin's "Sandkings" collection on my bookshelf as I write this, and I'm sure that somewhere in my boxes of "Save" periodicals, there's my copy of the Omni magazine where it first appeared IIRC. A darn good story - almost Poe-etic, I'd say.

Never did see the TV adaptation done for the revived Outer Limits series some time back.

Posted by: -bc- | June 12, 2009 10:57 PM | Report abuse

News flash: 'dog spills guts,
knows what you did last summer;
bring small unmarked treats

Posted by: DNA_Girl | June 12, 2009 11:06 PM | Report abuse

CqP! Our lilacs are lasting and lasting this year.

DotC-the storm door here, with window that slides down and retractable screen, is really just a way to have the front door open to let in light or fresh air, depending on the season. The windowless front door was great when this was only a summer house and securing it while unoccupied was an issue. Now I want to have another view of the shade garden.

Posted by: frostbitten1 | June 12, 2009 11:22 PM | Report abuse

Identity theft
Strikes dogs too-- no blackmail here
Just a black male...


Posted by: Wilbrod_Gnome | June 12, 2009 11:44 PM | Report abuse

Just forty-two teeth
A grin, and tail wag against
stick, stones, toxins, worse--
Professional coward's me;
Sole way to make a LIVING.


Posted by: Wilbrod_Gnome | June 12, 2009 11:50 PM | Report abuse

Hey, everyone. jack, glad you're back home and recovering. ftb, commiserations to you (Maggie!). CP, thanks for the pome. DotC, eek! Tree peony flowers get so big that they flop and break branches too - I have to stake mine. My mom had peonies that seemed to stand up just fine...maybe the flowers were smaller than varieties now.

Rachel Maddow had a "clouds are hard" segment with Bill Nye on her show tonight. Here's the link - sorry, no transcript:
Basically, someone in Cedar Rapids took a picture of what she thinks is a totally new cloud formation type...the Cloud Appreciation Society and meteorologists are looking into it.

Posted by: seasea1 | June 13, 2009 12:19 AM | Report abuse

Ack! Just got home and checked the hockey scores. Let us draw this series out to its inevitable, if delayed, conclusion.

Posted by: Yoki | June 13, 2009 3:03 AM | Report abuse

Hi, Yoki.

Happy Birthday, Cassandra!

Great news, Jack! Rest well and don’t scream at anyone.

Southwester, have a safe trip.

We have been having fry-your-eggs-on-the-pavement weather for the past couple of weeks. The crab grass and Bermuda grass in my front yard are still not dying. Well, they look like they are dying, but they’re just bluffing.

I’m battling red ants, now. They are almost everywhere except inside the house. I have a couple of tecoma stans near the tree where the ants built their nests. Every evening, I walk up to the tecoma stans, dump some water on them and quickly retreat to avoid having red ants racing up my pants. They can do it without me realizing it until I got bitten.

Posted by: rainforest1 | June 13, 2009 3:26 AM | Report abuse

Rainforest! So happy to see you, dear friend.

What, please, are tacoma stans? Plants? Seattle-based lawyers? Not anything like Stanley Kowalski?

Posted by: Yoki | June 13, 2009 4:02 AM | Report abuse

My own post reminded me of Blossom Dearie singing "My Attorney Bernie." (!)

Don't look at the video (which is just stupid). Listen to the track. The song is enough in itself, as is Blossom, though both of them are of their time.

Posted by: Yoki | June 13, 2009 4:12 AM | Report abuse

Yoki, Tecoma stans are flowers. Probably first grown in Tacoma, Washington.

Posted by: rainforest1 | June 13, 2009 4:18 AM | Report abuse

Rainforest, beautiful!

As are most things originally nurtured in the Pacific Northwest; hardy, sweet, and long-lasting. These are really lovely, aren't they?

Posted by: Yoki | June 13, 2009 4:25 AM | Report abuse

An Englishman committed suicide a couple of days ago because Bernie Madoff swindled his life savings. So sad...

Posted by: rainforest1 | June 13, 2009 4:30 AM | Report abuse

sorry, I've gone to bed, and to sleep, perchance to dream.

Posted by: Yoki | June 13, 2009 4:37 AM | Report abuse

Attended a seminar called “Breaking the Millionaire Code” this morning. The guy spoke fast. Don’t know how many people caught him contradicting himself.

I know what the millionaire code is, now, but I’m not telling you. I’m going to go double my net worth, now.

Posted by: rainforest1 | June 13, 2009 4:38 AM | Report abuse

Good night, Yoki. Sweet dreams.

Posted by: rainforest1 | June 13, 2009 4:40 AM | Report abuse

I started out with nothing, and I still have most of it left.

Good night!

Posted by: Yoki | June 13, 2009 4:43 AM | Report abuse

Happy Thyroid indeed, jack!!! *taking the Synthroid outta da fax* :-)

My condolences, ftb, but you DID win last year, yanno. ;-)

And YAY for the Sawx!! *Snoopy dances*

*off-to-the-supermarket-and-yet-another-visit-from-the-electrician Grover waves* :-)

Posted by: Scottynuke | June 13, 2009 6:34 AM | Report abuse

Morning all! Busy time overnight.

We're going to the farmers market so I have to fix breakfast pronto.


Posted by: slyness | June 13, 2009 7:01 AM | Report abuse

If I told you I saw a peacock on my morning jog, I'm sure you'd believe me. So maybe I should stop there and not say it was actually an entire flock of peafowl, about 16 in all, wandering in the street and across lawns. I have no explanation, no theory.

Thanks for the poem, CqP.

Posted by: kbertocci | June 13, 2009 7:08 AM | Report abuse

I hereby nominate 'Sandkings' as the official novelette of the boodle.

Alas, my August 1979 issue of Omni is long gone as are all the other magazines of the era. My friends and I were always amazed at how many graphical design cues Omni took from that other Guccione magazine. These were our two favorite magazines. Both have dramatically impacted my life in different ways.

Posted by: yellojkt | June 13, 2009 7:11 AM | Report abuse

Perhaps somewhere there is a farm where anthropomorphic peafowl (ala Chicken Run) have made a daring escape.

Or it's just a gang of hooligan peafowl terrorizing the neighborhood.

Or maybe they are just late returning home from the peafowl prom.

Posted by: yellojkt | June 13, 2009 7:15 AM | Report abuse

The odd places YouTube-hopping takes you. From Blossom Dearest to Dusty Springfield

Posted by: yellojkt | June 13, 2009 7:20 AM | Report abuse

'Morning, Boodle.

I believe the problem I now have with my leg is "water on the knee." Hurts like blazes. Anybody ever have this? I'm heading out in a minute to see if I can get a walk-in appt. with a sports med. clinic. Internet says I'll need an x-ray and MRI to diagnose. Probably spend the day in waiting rooms.

June 13, 1942: Germany’s Operation Pastorius begins as submarine U-202 lands four German saboteurs on a deserted beach at Amagansett, Long Island, N.Y.; four days later submarine U-584 lands four more near Jacksonville, Florida; all are assigned to destroy American industries. One saboteur turns himself (and his comrades) in to the FBI and receives death sentence commuted to life imprisonment, as does one other; the other six are executed Aug. 8, 1942, in the electric chair at the D.C. jail, and are buried in a potter's field near what is now the Blue Plains sewage treatment plant across the Anacostia, near present-day Bolling Air Force Base.
1944: Germany test flies its first V-1 “flying buzz bomb” missile at Peenemunde, which crashes. Undaunted, the Germans build another 32,000 of the “secret weapon,” mostly at the Volkswagen works at Fallersleben.
1983: Eleven years after launching, Pioneer 10 becomes the first man-made object to depart this solar system as it crosses the path of Neptune’s orbit (don’t get all upset; Pluto was inside Neptune’s orbit at the time, notwithstanding that papier-mâché golf ball you made in fourth grade, and notwithstanding Pluto’s subsequent demotion from planet status).

Have a good weekend, Boodle.

Posted by: Curmudgeon- | June 13, 2009 7:43 AM | Report abuse

Sorry to hear that, mudge. Don't let them talk you into a peg leg. They look cool and all but they are very high maintenance with all the constant varnishing and termite treatments and all.

Posted by: yellojkt | June 13, 2009 7:48 AM | Report abuse

Mudge, I've been suffering from water on the garage floor.

Posted by: russianthistle | June 13, 2009 7:51 AM | Report abuse

Did Chester have water on the knee?

Posted by: russianthistle | June 13, 2009 7:52 AM | Report abuse

yellojkt, I'm going to have to disagree with you on the peg-leg idea.

I think Mudge would look great with an ash Louisville Slugger there. And think of all the jokes we can make about a 900 year-old man having wood morning, noon, and night, and if he should see a doctor.

Speaking of failure to launch, I see that this morning's Shuttle flight to the ISS was scrubbed due to a hyrdrogen fuel leak. I'm sure the fact that this launch will result in two Canadians in orbit at the same time has nothing to do with it.


Posted by: -bc- | June 13, 2009 8:07 AM | Report abuse

'morning all. Wild peacocks eh? I was scared witless once by a peacock that landed on the back of a park bench I was sitting on, reading. Peafowl runs wild in some parks in Victoria, BC.

Posted by: shrieking_denizen | June 13, 2009 8:10 AM | Report abuse

Ahem -- *trying to maintain some semblance of dignity while stifling sobs*

First off -- thank you to you all for your very, very sweet condolences. And to you, dmd, *of course* I would root for your teams up there, so long as they're not playing my team. I mean, I do this all the time in DC. I'd love to see the Habs win -- the team of Rocket Richard? Of course! Besides, I have several friends and colleagues up in Montreal whom I adore and I'd love to see them get back some hockey glory. Same for the Maple Leafs. Don't write me off.

I wonder what's going through the mind of Marian Hossa right now. He certainly didn't step up during the playoffs. Nor, more surprisingly, did Tomas Holmström. I don't think he got a single point, at least in the finals.

Well, it was what it was. We'll see what next season brings.

Thanks again for the kind thoughts.

*sniff* *sob* *sniff*

Posted by: firsttimeblogger | June 13, 2009 8:58 AM | Report abuse

New kit, compadres.

Posted by: Kim1 | June 13, 2009 9:06 AM | Report abuse

Happy Birthday a little late Cassandra, So glad to hear everything is ok, Jack, and I'm sorry gwe, but mrdr was walking around last night with a silly smile that then Penguins took the cup.

In other notable news...oh wait, I don't have any. And no I am not going to talk about failure to launch(though they have and the locks are changed). Been there done that. (stickin fingers in ears)I can't hear you...lalalalala

Posted by: --dr-- | June 13, 2009 9:28 AM | Report abuse

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