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When you say "without tacos," you really mean it on multiple levels. I get the pun, but maybe expected the tacos to work in somewhere further as a conceit--the idea that unofficial lesbian night is also the only night there are no tacos at the Dandy? I guess my food obsession would lead me to add even a playful description of tacos as they usually appear at the Dandy, and tie in with fleeting pleasures, but perhaps you don't want to go in that direction. What a beautiful line, and excellent use of semicolon: "I closed the laptop; I was trapped in my own shining heart." One unclear sentence: "If it was something she had done all of her life: should read "as if she had..." "a forever kiss that was familiar distantly" I would reverse to read: "distantly familiar." Sorry, the English teacher/critic in me can't resist, but you are a writer, and it's all about the craft :) I wish you had won this month, with a simple and heartfelt piece such as this. Do you think you will ever do a piece using food as extended metaphor? You're the man to do it. Thanks, Gringo!— May 7, 2009 2:15 p.m.
Neighborhood Blog Contest
refriedgringo, as I believe magicsfive once said, "You're alright!" :) Guys, maybe we should follow up on the ellipsis at the end of that winning entry and make a Mad lib out of "Part II." "thestoryteller," forgive me if I am mistaken, but your writing and comments seem very close to those of "Mindy1114" or "C." or whoever may have lojacked her computer and/or blogs. If you are not any of the above, and have some insight into the Reader's criteria, I'm sure we'd all appreciate you "telling some tales" :)— May 7, 2009 1:38 p.m.
Define Music
If this is still going on, I'm there.— May 7, 2009 12:38 a.m.
The San Diego Pot and Coke Connection at work
I would like to see monaghan's arguments for sophistry clearly laid out, and as patiently and logically as paul has set out his points--sans ad hominem attacks. They might be fun, but they don't get the job done. Everyone has unacknowledged and complex layers of resistance to certain topics, and several typical layers have certainly emerged in this thread. Perhaps attempting to demonstrate paul's "sophistry" could provide inspiration for monaghan to prove his case with solid facts, and shed further light on why all the resistance to the legalization of a plant?— May 7, 2009 12:25 a.m.
What's your least favorite commercial?
How about the Snuggy! Giant red or blue Druid or Klanner-style blankets with sleeves! Or the "Tweezy!" Agggh.— May 6, 2009 11:20 p.m.
What's your least favorite commercial?
I'll join you on that roll, andrea! I thought the freecreditreport.com guys were kind of funny each time the new one came out. However, the problem is that anytime you turn on the tube, they seem to be on every other commercial. It is relentless! What about local commercials with those bad, hazy soundtracks? Mossey Nissan, Mossey Nissan, Mossey Nissan MOVES YOU....Whoo! Or, some might remember, if you grew up in OC: "It's Cal Worthington and his dog Spot!" When you need a car or truck Go see Cal... When your credit's out of luck Go see Cal... When you need a car or truck and your credit's out of luck, Go see Cal, Go see Cal, Go see CAL! SCARY.— May 6, 2009 11:14 p.m.
What's your least favorite commercial?
You caught my drift, beatriceYK! I too have pondered how "Billy Mays" could possibly have a personal life, and if so, does his family jump for the remote, too, heh heh. I have also wondered whether or not he's ever had a hit out on him. We went over the Viva Viagra guys in another thread--forget which one. I kinda like the Sham-Wow! guy, magics. Especially when he sells the "Slap Chop" and starts babbling about "tetrazzini, bikini, martini,..." Then he starts pitching the "Graty" with a straight face. He is unabashedly sleazy. "Ya followin' me camera guy?" There used to be a late night infomercial for a product called "Slam Man." A big person-shaped thing with red targets to indicate eyes, nose, etc. Testimonials from all of these meek looking souls, who say how satisfying it is to pummel the "Slam Man."— May 6, 2009 11:04 p.m.
Neighborhood Blog Contest
Wow, Mindy! Thanks for the "information." It's great to know you are the self-appointed ambassador of this thread as well as two-time award winner! Be sure to stand post and only let certain folk past the velvet rope! Clearly you are still foaming at the mouth from some altercation with someone above, with which I have nothing to do. Enjoy your "talents," doll.— May 6, 2009 8:48 p.m.
Neighborhood Blog Contest
Eeee. I can see what you are saying, Mindy; some awful clunkers have won. You sound like you have some "inside" information. Is this the case?— May 6, 2009 8:08 p.m.
What's your least favorite commercial?
It's late at night, and you're juuuusst now feeling those good sleepy chemicals seeping gently through your brain, when... suddenly the frequency changes on your television, and a high-pitched, grating, reedy, obnoxious voice bellows: "HI, BILLY MAYS HERE..."— May 6, 2009 6:11 p.m.