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Turf's playin' it cool, boy. Real cool.
Yes he is.
HAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Next time I'll know to be very careful. 10 more years and I might have wet myself!
So, okay "When you're a Jet, you're a Jet all the way from your first cigarette to your last dyin' day..." But when I was a kid I found the lyrics to GEE, OFFICER KRUPKE more provocative.
My father is a .......,
My ma's an S.O.B.
My grandpa's always plastered,
My grandma pushes tea.
My sister wears a mustache,
My brother wears a dress.
Goodness gracious, that's why I'm a mess!
There's something else in West Side Story I thought was weird, but I can't remember it now. In any case, as long as I'm ruminating on musicals, what about Seven Brides for Seven Brothers?
I’m a lonesome polecat
Lonesome sad and blue
‘Cause I ain’t got no feminine polecat
Vowing to be true.
Ooh ooh
Can’t shoot no breeze
To a bunch of trees.
Ooh ooh
A man can't sleep
When he sleeps with sheep.
And how can we forget Jail House Rock? Ummm... the guy's in freaking prison. Shudder.
Number forty-seven said to number three:
"You're the cutest jailbird I ever did see.
I sure would be delighted with your company,
come on and do the Jailhouse Rock with me."
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Please - don't stop now. I'm dying to see where else our travels might take us.
GAWD, I wish I didn't have to work today!
I'm getting a little too tired to write something new, but here is a repost from when I got my first Phidias. I had asked people to guess what they thought a Phidias was.... then, ummm, I sort of went off.
Close, but no cigar...(I wonder if/when that phrase will completely fade from common use?) "Close only counts with hand grenades" (or "snooker" if you're one of those) makes much more sense. If one got closer to what would they get a cigar? Would they be a cigar? Did a capital "C" get lost over the years, the initial intent being an effort to emulate a person named Cigar? Close, but you're no Lady Gaga sort of thing? "Cigar" is also a racehorse who retired in 1996 as the leading money earner in Thoroughbred racing history, but I'm pretty sure the idiom predates him and wasn't a snarky comment to the horse that came in second. The phrase makes me think of carnival games, but why offer a cigar as a prize, since I imagine the challengers were suitors trying to win cuddly toys for their lady friends or competitive young boys? Oh wait! That's it! I guess Big Tobacco was already on the historical scene, probably paying carnies to pass out cigars to 12-year-olds.
But I digress...well, actually, I don't. This is how my mind works. Someone must ponder, muse, expand upon and perhaps find interconnection between all the fleeting thoughts no one has time to contemplate anymore. I would practice Zen in this world if I could sit still long enough. My guppy attention span only applies to this dimension though. In the parallel worlds I am enlightened, a mad scientist, a scribe, and a seer with a Wendy House in a Bodhi tree. Sid makes a great writing desk, even without a raven.
So back to what some of you believe is real:
Phileas Fogg - Around the World in 80 Days Verne, Jules (1879) I never read the book, but loved the film. I hope to God I don't start singing the theme song again. It was stuck in my head for a month once. No Becky! I forbid your ear worms! I already know it by heart!
Phineas 'Finny': Incorrigible: A Separate Peace Knowles, John (1959). I remember reading it in high school and liking it, but I doubt I would now. A bit of sophomoric angst with an unreal resolution, don't you think? Which is easier, making teenagers depressed or shooting fish in a barrel? For boys' schools and accidents I prefer A Prayer for Owen Meany Irving, John (1989). Just as fantastical as Knowles's work, but presents itself more as an ironic morality play - the angst is exaggerated and humorous. There are no bears in it as I recall, or if so, not part of the main story arc.
No, the little yet to be christened (paganed?) box is named for:
Phidias, or The Great Pheidias (in Ancient Greek, Φειδίας; c. 480 – 430 BC), a Greek sculptor, painter and architect, who lived in the 5th century BC, and is commonly regarded as one of the greatest of all sculptors of Classical Greece.
As fono explained:
The golden mean - YouTube
The standard Phidias Feeder PV is my homage to Phidias and the Golden Mean...
Hence the name...and that you'll find
your Phidias' Feeder's width will be 1.618 its thickness, and its height to be 1.618 its width.
The power button and inlays follow this proportion as well---the proof of the divine proportion will be found in just the holding of it.
I love the mysteriousness and coolness of it all....
Sorry for the long intro...That's my story and I'm sticking to it.
He had me at Fibonacci. Now I'm thinking of balloons.
Close, but no cigar...(I wonder if/when that phrase will completely fade from common use?) "Close only counts with hand grenades" (or "snooker" if you're one of those) makes much more sense. If one got closer to what would they get a cigar? Would they be a cigar? Did a capital "C" get lost over the years, the initial intent being an effort to emulate a person named Cigar? Close, but you're no Lady Gaga sort of thing? "Cigar" is also a racehorse who retired in 1996 as the leading money earner in Thoroughbred racing history, but I'm pretty sure the idiom predates him and wasn't a snarky comment to the horse that came in second. The phrase makes me think of carnival games, but why offer a cigar as a prize, since I imagine the challengers were suitors trying to win cuddly toys for their lady friends or competitive young boys? Oh wait! That's it! I guess Big Tobacco was already on the historical scene, probably paying carnies to pass out cigars to 12-year-olds.
But I digress...well, actually, I don't. This is how my mind works. Someone must ponder, muse, expand upon and perhaps find interconnection between all the fleeting thoughts no one has time to contemplate anymore. I would practice Zen in this world if I could sit still long enough. My guppy attention span only applies to this dimension though. In the parallel worlds I am enlightened, a mad scientist, a scribe, and a seer with a Wendy House in a Bodhi tree. Sid makes a great writing desk, even without a raven.
So back to what some of you believe is real:
Phileas Fogg - Around the World in 80 Days Verne, Jules (1879) I never read the book, but loved the film. I hope to God I don't start singing the theme song again. It was stuck in my head for a month once. No Becky! I forbid your ear worms! I already know it by heart!
Phineas 'Finny': Incorrigible: A Separate Peace Knowles, John (1959). I remember reading it in high school and liking it, but I doubt I would now. A bit of sophomoric angst with an unreal resolution, don't you think? Which is easier, making teenagers depressed or shooting fish in a barrel? For boys' schools and accidents I prefer A Prayer for Owen Meany Irving, John (1989). Just as fantastical as Knowles's work, but presents itself more as an ironic morality play - the angst is exaggerated and humorous. There are no bears in it as I recall, or if so, not part of the main story arc.
No, the little yet to be christened (paganed?) box is named for:
Phidias, or The Great Pheidias (in Ancient Greek, Φειδίας; c. 480 – 430 BC), a Greek sculptor, painter and architect, who lived in the 5th century BC, and is commonly regarded as one of the greatest of all sculptors of Classical Greece.
As fono explained:
The golden mean - YouTube
The standard Phidias Feeder PV is my homage to Phidias and the Golden Mean...
Hence the name...and that you'll find
your Phidias' Feeder's width will be 1.618 its thickness, and its height to be 1.618 its width.
The power button and inlays follow this proportion as well---the proof of the divine proportion will be found in just the holding of it.
I love the mysteriousness and coolness of it all....
Sorry for the long intro...That's my story and I'm sticking to it.
He had me at Fibonacci. Now I'm thinking of balloons.
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I'm getting a little too tired to write something new, but here is a repost from when I got my first Phidias. I had asked people to guess what it was.... then, ummm, I sort of went off.
Close, but no cigar...(I wonder if/when that phrase will completely fade from common use?) "Close only counts with hand grenades" (or "snooker" if you're one of those) makes much more sense. If one got closer to what would they get a cigar? Would they be a cigar? Did a capital "C" get lost over the years, the initial intent being an effort to emulate a person named Cigar? Close, but you're no Lady Gaga sort of thing? "Cigar" is also a racehorse who retired in 1996 as the leading money earner in Thoroughbred racing history, but I'm pretty sure the idiom predates him and wasn't a snarky comment to the horse that came in second. The phrase makes me think of carnival games, but why offer a cigar as a prize, since I imagine the challengers were suitors trying to win cuddly toys for their lady friends or competitive young boys? Oh wait! That's it! I guess BT was already on the historical scene, probably paying carnies to pass out cigars to 12-year-olds.
But I digress...well, actually, I don't. This is how my mind works. Someone must ponder, muse, expand upon and perhaps find interconnection between all the fleeting thoughts no one has time to contemplate anymore. I would practice Zen in this world if I could sit still long enough. My guppy attention span only applies to this dimension. In the parallels I am enlightened, a mad scientist, a scribe, and a seer with a Wendy House in a Bodhi tree. Sid makes a great writing desk, even without a raven.
So back to what some of you believe is real:
Phileas Fogg - Around the World in 80 Days Verne, Jules (1879) I never read the book, but loved the film. I hope to God I don't start singing the theme song again. It was stuck in my head for a month once. No Becky! I forbid your ear worms! I already know it by heart!
Phineas 'Finny': Incorrigible: A Separate Peace Knowles, John (1959). I remember reading it in high school and liking it, but I doubt I would now. A bit of sophomoric angst with an unreal resolution, don't you think? Which is easier, making teenagers depressed or shooting fish in a barrel? For boys' schools and accidents I prefer A Prayer for Owen Meany Irving, John (1989). Just as fantastical as Knowles's work, but presents itself more as an ironic morality play - the angst is exaggerated and humorous. There are no bears in it as I recall, or if so, not part of a story arc.
No, the little yet to be christened (paganed?) box is named for:
Phidias, or The Great Pheidias (in Ancient Greek, Φειδίας; c. 480 – 430 BC), a Greek sculptor, painter and architect, who lived in the 5th century BC, and is commonly regarded as one of the greatest of all sculptors of Classical Greece.
As fono explained:
The golden mean - YouTube
The standard Phidias Feeder PV is my homage to Phidias and the Golden Mean...
Hence the name...and that you'll find
your Phidias' Feeder's width will be 1.618 its thickness, and its height to be 1.618 its width.
The power button and inlays follow this proportion as well---the proof of the divine proportion will be found in just the holding of it.
I love the mysteriousness and coolness of it all....
Sorry for the long intro...That's my story and I'm sticking to it.
He had me at Fibonacci. Now I'm thinking of balloons.
I did ask for that, didn't I?
I did ask for that, didn't I?
Yeah, well, you did. i iz your fwiend and you knowz me. But i livez far away, so you don't have to worry.
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CRACKING UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Thanks, TO. I appreciate ya.
All by myself...
EARWORM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Have a great day, all. See ya's around the bend.
I'm here. but running around like crazy. Had to take the day off. My wife was gone for a week for a business trip. So now I'm cleaning the house, and cutting the grass before she gets home tonight.
For the Cat in all of us..........
From the man who turned my life upside down.
And a little West Side Story.
I have liked AC since I was a little kid (my dad's Goes to Hell album) but didn't see him live until a few years back when I was in my 40's.
I friggin loved it. His daughter was part of the show which was cool. Front row floors helped too!
This is usually a result of over tightening the tank, compressing the coil and deforming it creating a different electrical path with a different resistance. The 2.5 has a fixed positive pin so going more than 1/4 turn past contact can change things in a drop in coil.I received my Blem Gunmetal 2.5 mini yesterday and the sadness has ensued. I threw my GMZ Kabuki on it and it is reading my 1.2 Triton Mini coil as .8 ohm and won't fire as a result. I threw it back on my Radius and it's reading 1.2 ohm spot on as it should. I also tried another one of my tanks in 510 mode with a regular Triton 1.8 ohm coil and it is reading that one as 2.1 ohm. I love my Provari products and their excellent customer service but this is the 3rd purchase in a row I'm going to have to send back due to it not functioning properly
I could never get the hang of snapping my fingers...
But, I was pretty good with armpit farts!!!
LOLz
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