LOL; if you meant the Bush House, it is 1500 Penn. Ave; phone # is usually listed as St. Elizabeth's Psychiatric Hospital in SE Wash.DC, I've not used the number in many years...given to Georgia State trooper for a traffic violation called "Hitch-hiking" and other things back in the 60's...
There has been a world shortage of "Afghani Black", top grade hash for the last few years. It comes from the northern areas of Afghanistan, under control of the Yanks special o0perations forces directed by the CIA; it is just now starting to flood markets around the world....It is not the same as the Taliban control; theirs is rather the inferior grade. The north, is , of course, closed off from any and all news coverage since the American invasion. It is their version of the "Golden Triangle" they had during the Vietnam War; same as their coca plantations in Columbia. GOD= Gold, Drugs, Oil %)
Be CREATIVE Smoky! Take a small flag of SA, some veggies, add some doll eyes, body parts perhaps and put something together...It can be hilarious, I do it with all sorts of fruits and veggies; make creatures out of them; just finished 2 tomato hippos; used a banana , eyes and a marker and presto! A giraff! An eggplant makes a great penguin...cauliflower, turns into sheep, etc. etc. it's a form of "conceptual art"; no, not consentual art; conceptual, as in Yoko Ono style for instance...%D U vant c pikchurs, lady? %D
Well said. We all seem to leave our children behind at some point. When I left mine, he was hopefully left in a parallel world in a well lit and happy dimension, while I entered one of the many hearts of darkness and my lights went out, as it were. I often think of the child and hope he has enjoyed himself; sometimes, but not often enough, I write to him and wish him well and that one day, I'll return home; it is slow going with only the occasional flash of light far off in some distance; the paths home are littered and I stumble on.
those are usually the ones who are booed off the stage of life as they do not give the audiences what they crave: "bread and circus" and "the beat goes on..." Very very seldom are their performances appreciated or their messages heeded..."the sounds of silence"
I have the perfect meal to serve in a dungeon, as Sunday suppers are usually eaten leisurely here. I just throw some chops or chicken on the grill and make a large salad with lettuces and other favourites picked by each of us from the ethnic markets I shop at. But once in a while I serve something a bit, a tad different. Is it be mouse kabobs, for instance, everyone can scoop up as many mice as they like to eat, while lounging around the "stretching table/ rack". The mice are skewered with whatever other vegetables we have around. A charcoal fire augmented with trimmings from the herbs in the pantry permeates the kabobs with a heady earthy flavour. If not up to nibbling on mice kabobs, an easy and simple entree is tadpole soup. My most frequent way of serving tadpoles is in a light vegetable consomme with vermicelli. The soup is seasoned with flat-leaf parsley, chives and a hit of lemon grass. I like to present it in our gold-banded soup dished. Torch light is de rigeur, with sound-effects of coffin-lids opening and closing.... %)
Sentimental diabetes...now that is a stroke of genius! I love it! Good as "salacious elegance" or post-traumatic love affair, which many women suffer from. Do we both have a malignant growth of comical infestation pulsating in the vacuum meant for more cerebral delusions? %D
My daughter stayed up for 2 days reding it....for me, right now, most words are like micro-dots... welcome back Oslo, hope that you had a great time! back down to the wine cellar.... %)
LOL!! And you are completely correct in your first impression; weir, different and usually out of order, in one fashion or another; I'm a modern man for this here so called new millennium; A diversified, multi-cultured, post modern deconstructionist; totally politically, socially and ecologically incorrect. I've been uplinked and downloaded, I've been inputted and outsourced. I know the upside of downsizing, and I know the downside of upgrading. I'm a high tech low life, cutting-edge, state of the art, trans-coastal multi-tasker and I can give you a gigabyte in a nanosecond. I'm new-wave, but old school; and my inner child is outward bound, restraint free. I'm a hot-wired, heat seeking, warm hearted cool customer; voice activated and bio-degradable. I Interface with my database; my database is in my cyberspace; so I'm interactive and even hyperactive!And from time to time , probably radio-active... Behind the proverbial eight-ball, ahead of the curve, ridin' the wave, dodgin' the bullets and pushin' the envelops. I'm on point, on task, on message and not on drugs. I've got no need for coke and speed; I've got no urge to binge and purge. I'm in the now, on the edge, over the top, but under the radar and sometimes, under the table. A high- concept, low profile, medium-range ballistic missionary. A street-wise smart bomb, a top-gun bottom feeder. I wear power ties, tell power lies, I take power naps and sometimes I run victory laps... I'm a totally on going, slam-dunk rainmaker with a pro-active outreach. A raging workaholic, a working regeaholic; out of rehab and in total denial....You can't shut me up; you can't dumb me down, cause I'm not only tireless but also wireless. Like an alpha-male on beta blockers. I'm a non-believer, an over achiever; laid-back and fashion forward; up-front, down-home; low rent, high maintenance, super sized, long lasting, high definition, fast acting, oven ready and maybe, built to last...I'm hangin-in, there's no doubt; and I'm hangin' tough...I can dig the song "Help!" %D
Restaurants and the act of "eating out" is primarily a social function; it also why the class of eating establishments are mostly open, meaning no partitions or booths. This is also reflected in the architectural nature of the simple diner versus the typical restaurant. Many social studies have found that single, lone diners will eat at one with partitions rather than one with an open floor concept. They also take much less time to eat than those who are not alone; one of the main reasons is that they "felt being stared at" by others not alone; social behavior studies using closed circuit cameras have generally shown this to be true, and also that single diners hunched more over their meals.... Eating out alone to many is indicative of not being "socially active",ie. you have no, or little social life. This, unfortunately is one of the general conclusions reached by several of these studies; some of this material , I think appears in the book Manwatching or in another by Desmond Morris, first published in 1977. This is a rather unnerving stigma to contend with for many. I hate "dining out" alone, especially as I am not fond of eating in some 2 bit diner that reeks of stale beer and greasy foods, but at times there was no alternative. I much prefer a nice refined establishment , however this is rather awkward when alone and you pick the most remote single table you find. There are ways around this predicament; find a place you like, get to know one of the waiters or the head-waiter; slip him 20 to 50 dollars to send you over any nice looking single female to join you for dinner; works great near closing times. For males, one easy way is simply to ask one of the "ladies of the evening" to join you simply for a good dinner...they do not often get a chance to eat in a nice restaurant, and will take the break. While in some military services, several of us usually did this as most of the white native females would not go out with us( all the ludicrous horror stories they had heard), so that left the girls of the street for the only female company available. While some also went afterwards for further entertainments, others did not...usually for "health reasons". It is one option that I have found better than dining alone, in silence amidst couples; it is horribly depressing.
Came across a few tribes in the Andes that stored mothers milk in jars...just in case any nursing mother "ran short" or could not lactate; may were having problems in either sufficiency and/ or even taste as judged by elder mothers. They were blaming these problems on the changing effects of their foods and water due to chemicals, including processed foods that some brought back from markets in towns; some was being saved to be picked up by doctors to take to labs for tests. Tried a bit from different jars...some good, some very bitter; tried some from a Llama...not bad; made nice sauce though...%)
The easy way to make Black Forrest cake, ala Monty Python, is to go to Bavaria, buy what you need and want to put in your cake, pick up a cheap kid's bake oven then find what is left of the Black Forest, go in, find a nice quiet spot by a stream(for washing out the utensils), make a cake put in your ingredients and there you have "a Black Forest" cake...and you can distribute some to wandering peasants strolling about trying to find their way out of the forrest. %D (bring along someone who can docudrama this effort with a camcorder...) %)
LOL!!! Beautiful! I can dig it! Sadly. however, I include myself in the category of both; I have astounded myself at all the missed chances of not understanding, seeing or knowing the doors or invitations left open for me until long afterwards and way too late; nothing like a blind moron...%) Oh well, glad it's all over.
and I have some bottles of Holy Grail Ale, with this on the label: "Tempered over burning witches" from Monty Python; limited production , ummmm yumm, burned witches taste good! %D
Being honest and teasing a bit; it is just that in reading your posts on the "Int. Forums", one sees a different you and I wondered why you hadn't posted the same on here. Some are absolutely hilarious! Sometimes these forums are in desperate need for some good laughs; share some here..%D Sincerely, all the best in your quest!! %)
After your post about men are like dogs!? LOL!! Why did you not post it here...it is good, but you may get teased about just how serious you are...but I do wish you all the best luck in the world ...and that you don't end up in a dog house! %D
OH, I almost forgot , to adequately wash down your epicurian delights of bats, frogs, rats, hummingbirds whale steaks etc. have some of Monty Python's Holy Grail, "Tempered over burning witches". 4.7 alc/ vol. 500ml. Holy Grail Ale The Black Sheep Brewery Pic Masham,Yorkshire HG4 4EN England,
"Good Healthy Nourishing Tasty Food...nothing fancy or frilly." Well, hows about Stir Fried Bat?? 6 to 8 bats 2 medium onions, sliced 2 turnips or similar vegetable, cut into small pieces 1 red chili pepper, de-seeded and finely chopped Salt and pepper to taste cooking oil( olive or canola) Singe hair over open heat, remove wings and heads, and cut bat meat into bite sized chunks. Fry meat in a wok with a minimum amount of oil over a medium flame or heat until tender. Vegetables and other ingredients are added only for the final two or three minutes. A nice chilled white wine is recommended. After eating, you will want to just hang around ...and savour the fragrance...%)
Ummmm, narcissism has too much to do with self admiration, ego centrism, being self centered, etc. it is sort of dealing with a case of mistaken non-entity; the one nice thing about egotists is that they don't talk about other people; they are usually me-deep in most conversations; an anaesthetic that dulls the pain of stupidity...%)
Would it not be politically correct if a certain percentage of CS members be designated as Andorrians? Are there ANY members from Andorra in fact? Andorrians....didn't they appear on the last Star Trek series....blue with little horns...What about Monaco; anyone seen a Monaconian? %)
The world of physics is a quirky, fickle field where large ideas about the nature of Time and space and our human place in it seem to be under constant reconsideration. But there was always one thing the harried physicist could depend on: the speed of light. Einstein's theory of relativity declares that when light travels through a vacuum, it's speed never changes. At 186,000 miles per second, to be precise, light holds the top speed record for anything in the universe...until recently. Recent experiments have however given the case that that is longer true.. The speed of light is no longer sacred. In 1999, an American team of physicists SLOWED light to a comparatively snail's pace speed of 38 miles per second...38 miles PER SECOND. Then on July 10, 2000 issue of NATURE, other scientists reported having urged their light speed FORWARD, speeding it up to exceed the cosmic limit. They accomplished this feat by encouraging pulses to travel in a bunch. This gave them a "group" velocity, making the whole greater than the sum of its parts. Together, the group of bunched up light pulses could easily go over the speed limit set by Einstein, even if none of the individual waves did so. The major news implied in this finding is that when the speed of light is exceeded even by a factor of 1/300, the light appears to travel backwards in time. Though Einstein's pickled brain may be twitching, the basic foundations of physics are not quaking: the experiments do not violate any of the established laws of nature, but they do show that it is possible to manipulate light and very likely TIME in ways that have astonished scientists across the board. And then, we have the quantum experiments in different labs, such as subatomic changes in gases such as rubidium that have been rendered transparent and catches light and holds it until the scientists "say so"...again Time held in a gaseous bubble as it were. We have quantum entanglement...teleportation of molecules and atoms, transfering their properties instantly from one place to another; it allows two particles to act as one, no matter how far apart they are. Changes that occur to one particle instantly alter the other; Time is again losing it's cohesion. It will be possible for an object larger than one at sub-atomic levels to travel virtually instantaneously. If you are really seriously interested in the current experiments see book called Sight Unseen, by Bud Hopkins and Carol Rainey. Or on a much lighter vein(no pun intended) read a collection of essays etc. if the myths of Time paradoxes and Time travelling in general and all the what ifs...time travel in physics, Metaphysics, and all the themes of Sci-fi. The title is Time Machines by Paul J. Nahin 1999. I can't pick a Time; I want to go virtually everywhen...%)
The next US President will just be another hemorrhoid for the peoples of the Middle Ease; continuing to meddle, dictate, blackmail, threaten military intervention, etc. etc. as is the American way in dealing with any third world country that dares to defy their divine right of planetary leadership and dictatorship. Just another hemorrhoid; hopefully someone will develop the Preparation-H Bomb to deal with it.
How naive; the American Govt. dictates to their puppet regime there how problems will be "solved". If not, then the only viable end for the region, by the peoples of the region and for the peoples of that region, is for both Syria and Iran to move their military in and quieten the various militias down. Both countries have many vital interests in having the war stopped in Iraq; both humanitarian reasons as well as political/ religious reasons. No one profits from war in the Middle East except the US and Israel; 2 alien cultures that do not belong there. The Zionists are not semitic in origin, get rid of those vipers and their US protectors and over 90% of the reasons for war there will vanish.
And what comes after the "Oil Wars"...what will the US run short on? Vegetables...no, maple syrup...naahh, booze..never! Water! Another excuse to bomb, attack and invade more third world nations to try and take their water from their rivers; lots to choose from... no wonder the Pentagon is again talking about keeping US troops in the Middle East for at least another ten years...if any can survive. Where are they going to be based...Israel...Egypt...Saudi Arabia...maybe in Iran, if they can take it, after all, it's america's "divine right" to only attack third world countries...makes them proud...
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