Monday, June 20, 2005

 

Y'all are insatiable

I'm gone for TWO measley days and readership goes to pot.

What's on YOUR mind? Mine is worn out.

"Open thread," I think the pros call it.

Maybe one of y'all have a topic to get the ER juices flowing again. I am still whipped-whapped-whupped!

--ER

Comments:
You'll have to come over to see how many an acre we got. Ok, I'll tell ya' -- 40. 40 for dryland. Can you believe it?
 
Welcome back, ER, i've missed your comments on my blog. here's a subject you can talk about-What do you think should be done about that DICK, Durbin?
 
Braingirl: That, truly is great agri-news from the Texas Panhandle. Nothing beats good rain.

Nick: I long ago noticed the same scant difference between "self deprecation" and "self defecation."

Mark: I think what Sen. Durbin said was stupid, but not treasonous. And what is done to him should be up to the good people of Illinois, who elected him. They should turn him out next time if they think he should go. They don't tell me what to do about Sen. Tom "I never met a legislative rule I ever thought should apply to me" Coburn. I don't tell them what to do with their idiot.

Ow, ow. That last one made my head hurt some. I am struggling to get back in the blog saddle, y'all. And I'll prolly hit my stride just in time to take this coming long weekend off again.

Dr. ER and taking off Friday to get as far as Amarillo, Texas, then Saturday to get on to Santa Fe, N.M. I have read a short shelf of books on the Santa Fe Trail and efforts to find the best route there from the east in the 1840s. Never been there, though.

Oh, and oh joy: We'll be there, I happened to notice, during some sort of Gay-Lesbian-Bisexual-Transgender Pride event. I've never had a "gaydar." But I'm starting to think may I have a gay magnet -- a, well, a gagnet.
 
Well, to change the subject drastically, here's a question I'll toss out on open topic night.

$3 a scoop ice cream: Worth it or not? Is Marble Slab superior to good ol' Braum's when it comes to a cold, tasty treat?

I tried out M.S. on my Bricktown excursion because so many friends raved about the Birthday Cake ice cream. It was good, I will say, but I ate more of it than I would have if it had the Braum's price tag. I didn't want to waste my money, so essentially I made myself sick eating every bite.
 
Oh, and yes, years ago I made a mistake referring to a friend's "self-defecating humor."
 
Trix,
Rednac the Magnificent says: YES, Marble Slab, on occasion, is a good alternative to Braum's. But I have a confession to make -- and here the cows at Tuttle will all feel a disturbance in the force: I actually like Barnes & Nobles, no, wait ... Baskin Robbins ice cream better than Braum's! I walk into one of them joints and I'm 8, taggin' along on Mama's skirts again, just 'cause of the state fair smell alone, from the fresh-made waffle cone aroma, I reckon. :-)

Nick,
Remember the unfortunately named city council member in Texas whose first name was "Angus." Man, did we have to watch for typos on that one.
 
As far as frozen desserts go, allow me to nominate Sheridan's frozen custard as the best ever. Frozen custard is denser than ice cream which makes it smoother and it isn't as cold as ice cream. And it just tastes better. Don't take my word for it. Go to www.sheridansfrozencustard.com, find the nearest location and try it. (I believe there's one in Oklahoma)
 
Oh! And I just had an after thought. (you'll please excuse me, I'm not thinking fast today. I just returned from Baltimore, having just dropped my son at the airport to send him to Kansas City for his obligatory 6 week visit with his mother) If Senator DICK can equate "Club Gitmo" with Nazi death camps et al, I can call his statements treasonous, and I would be more accurate.;)
 
"self-defecating humor" -- Hopefully it's not too corny.

OK, not sure if this qualifies as "self-defecating humor," but I exchanged e-mails recently with my 12-year-old niece. Asked her how her trip to Kansas City was. She responded: "We did a CRAPLOAD of shopping but not much buying."

Yep, that little girl's growin' up, and she's got my mother's genes. I'd walk alongside my mother the best I could, but we could be in JC Penney for more than an hour without buying a single thing. Thankfully as I got toward my teen years, the video-game craze came in and I could spend my hours there. Unfortunately, it was usually just watching others play, because 2 bucks didn't last as long as my mother shopping.
 
Baskin-Robbins .... Braums...
Baskin-Robbins .... Braums...
Baskin-Robbins .... Braums...

There's one of each about three blocks from my house, separated only by a defunct exotic pet shop, a Mexican restaurant and a carpet store.

Tough choices!!
 
Teditor, that was beneath "barnyard" humor. That was pure-dee feedlot funny! :-)
 
I guess I could keep stackin' it up in a pile for easy removal later.
 
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