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Board continued to blather: "I'm glad when we met for lunch when you were in town (my treat, as always)..." Okaayyyy...Obviously you don't remember that when I had that gig reviewing bars restaurants, you & I chowed down multiple times on my dime (reimbursed by my company), but whatever... "...that I didn't punch out the waiter at 'Canes who told me on the phone it was okay to have a dog on their patio..." Uhhhh, Excuse Me? You not only think and write like a cranky old man, you're apparently senile as well. You were supposedly unable to raise Canes on the phone. According to YOU, you let their phone ring off the hook, and they didn't answer. YOU complained about this to the waiter. That was your excuse for bringing the pooch -- because you said you didn't know if it would be okay or not. (And since it was a freakin' RESTAURANT, of course it wasn't.) "...Instead, I scolded him loudly, moved my car into the shade and rolled down the windows. And made sure we ate quickly, so I could retrieve him and walk him." Um, who or what did you scold? There was no reason to scold the dog, as it was the dog owner who was the dummy. You certainly didn't "scold" the waiter, who was most cordial and apologetic about having to ask you to remove the dog. You 'did' complain to him about the fact (if it really 'was' a fact) that nobody answered the phone (if you really did call them at all. I'm thinking now that maybe you didn't). Come to think of it, I don't think your car was in the shade, either. 'I' was concerned about the dog in the car, and made comments to that effect. As for making sure we ate quickly, I don't really recall you attempting anything like that, either. In fact, I'm pretty sure I remember you saying just the opposite, and telling me to take my time. I was more concerned about the dog than you were! Jesus. Do you EVER tell the truth about ANYTHING? To continue wasting several minutes of life with this excruciating, inconsequential minutiae: "Oh, when he pooped, I recall you asking me why I was picking it up, since it was underneath a bush off the boardwalk and nobody would notice. Sorry. I don't roll that way. Maybe I'm a d***. NO, scratch that, I'm a big d***. But I don't leave my messes for others to clean up." WTF? I remember asking if you had a bag to pick it up with, and being glad that you did. I also remember you talking about sometimes having only one bag, and the dog pooping twice. "I'm sure your cats do that to the neighbors yards up north where your ate. Most cat owners are like that." My cat is, of course, an exclusively indoor cat. But then, you knew that already. How appropriate that this exchange has ended with a conversation about that which you are so completely full of...— October 29, 2009 9:54 p.m.
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Like a bad penny, Board turned up yet again. Some excerpts: "You say I try to bait you. But long ago, you said you stopped reading my blogs. So baiting you would be pointless, no? You wouldn't see it. And really, don't flatter yourself. I talk about whatever topic, news story, song, movie...floats my boat at that moment." You've mentioned my handle (usually as "anti") several times after my departure, both in the blog and in the comments. Usually, someone else has to point it out to me. Sometimes, I catch it on the latest comments page. Anybody who's interested can search that, and find out that you mention me when I'm not even participating. And as for flattering myself, you know perfectly well that you've deliberately and REPEATEDLY mentioned categories of people to which I personally belong. "Speaking of emails about cats and dogs, well...let's talk about the time I helped you move. You spent 2 hours looking for your cat, as you left the door open. And I loaded the truck with boxes. And you wonder why I make fun of women and their cats? (cue Amy Poehler voice: Really?)" The cat disappeared early on, as multiple people were around, carrying away furniture and the like. It was pretty disorganized, and she slipped out. Right on Mission Blvd, where a cat that had gotten out a couple weeks previously had gotten run over within 15 minutes. I was pretty upset, and feared that if I saw her again, it would be dead in the street. I spent maybe 20 minutes running around looking for her, my only "child." You were a COMPLETE DICK ABOUT IT, and totally insensitive. No empathy whatsoever, which is par for the course. (See my diagnosis of your obvious personality disorder.) Yes, we 'were' friends and you helped me move. You also somehow managed to be a jerk while doing it. It went a long way with me that you did help me with that, however. That's why I put up with your crap for so long. I also understood that you'd never had a pet, and still think that's PART of what's wrong with you. (Also explains why you're so overboard now about your very first one, and don't have any boundaries where it's concerned.) "And yes, SDaniels has 10 times, heck 20 times, the vocabulary I have. She rarely wins debates with me, though." She wins every time. You're just too big an idiot to recognize it.— October 29, 2009 9:29 p.m.
Friends Are Like Jewels
Re #83: "BUT, as you said Mr. Board, the part of him dying in a few weeks had to be the worst of all. Sending that negative thought out in the universe, especially by publishing it was the most thoughtless and not cool things you could have done. Robert needs all the positive energy, thoughts and prayers he can get. Can you imagine how unsettling that was for Robert to read in a newspaper that he has been given a death sentence by a complete stranger publicly?!!!!!!" I agree. Josh Board (along with the people who defend and/or ignore his constant bad behavior) is not psychologically sophisticated enough or empathetic enough to understand concepts such as this. I'm glad that the two of you, Scott and Sundi, have gone to the trouble to make this information public. I wish you luck in obtaining the outcome you desire, and send best wishes to Robert for a speedy recovery and a long life.— October 29, 2009 9:02 p.m.
Who Killed Richard Swink?
Fred lamented: "...machine gun toting stormtroopers are swarming in to bust up medical marijuana collectives." I think that should be over as of about a week ago, Fred. http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/arti…— October 29, 2009 8:34 p.m.
Halloween, Harvest Festival, Samhain...Call It What You Will!
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Samhain It's only Wikipedia, but it's good enough for now. I think we covered this recently, Cuddle. Samhain is the pagan high holiday of the fall, opposite Beltane (spring fertility festival) on the calendar. It's the original holiday upon which Halloween is LOOSELY based. I posted some really nice-looking pages then, I think. Check it out. Back to studies.— October 29, 2009 2:54 p.m.
Halloween, Harvest Festival, Samhain...Call It What You Will!
Robbie, if you're going to put the word "Samhain" in the title along with "Halloween," the blog should be 50/50, in my opinion. Halloween has very little in common with the pagan high holiday, which isn't represented here at all. I GET TETCHY ABOUT THAT!!! (Big Ole Samhain Cauldron of Warm Fire & Seasonal Love to Ya.) ;)— October 29, 2009 2:47 p.m.
The Removal
AG couldn't stand it. I'll go back to studying in a minute. :) Wonderful first entry, cre0. We want to help with your situation. We'll come up with something. I'm no longer in San Diego, or you'd be sharing the sofa with my cat already. You're young and female, and you need a safe place. And a WARM one. It's starting to get cold. An attempt at media attention is a good idea. Why don't you hit up the local TV news websites? How about a search of all the management companies in San Diego, to see if one of them might donate a unit to you for a couple of months? Churches? ALL of them. Surely you would have some luck there. It's hard for me to imagine that any of these organizations would allow a bright young female student to be out on the streets, and that no one will come to your aid. It's gotta happen. And yes, I'm a buttinsky. :)— October 29, 2009 11:42 a.m.
Pursuit!
Something Pike may like: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w0DUdpmgmz4 Mmmmm....Peetha. :)— October 28, 2009 11:27 p.m.
Pursuit!
Heehee. David Thedarith. Wittithithmth. <snort>— October 28, 2009 11:24 p.m.
Just Move On Already
Re #25: Here he is! http://img15.nnm.ru/f/3/f/9/a/8cb6aa40227e3a322ed… So he's Ninja Jesus AND Jerry Lee Lewis? That's going to be one complicated costume. :)— October 28, 2009 11:14 p.m.