Ballard Street by Jerry Van Amerongen for October 04, 2012

Thank God , she’s silently dispirited !

I can so relate to Connie

I’ve heard of throwing down the gauntlet, but never the spoon.

The ribs last night were great. Perfectly seasoned, falling off the bone tender, I’m still wiping sauce out of my whiskers.

@briatollahThe ribs last night were great. Perfectly seasoned, falling off the bone tender, I’m still wiping sauce out of my whiskers.<><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><>O.K. This is deju vu , all over again. My local Sweet Bay supermarket had Boston Butt Roast on sale for a $1.19 a pound. I love “pulled pork” barbecue. So here’s an easy recipe: The Rub1 tbsp, Black Pepper1 tbsp. Paprika2 tsp. Chili Powder2 tsp. Tony Chachere’s Cajun Seasoning1 tsp. Cayenne pepper1/2 tsp Celery Salt1/2 tsp Garlic Powder1/4 tsp Mustard Powder MIX AND RUB ON MEATPlace in crock pot or slow cooker. Add 1/2 cup of water and cook on low for 8 to 10 hours. ( You can add carrots, small potatoes { quartered } an onion{coarse cut}, celery and 3 garlic cloves if you want to double your entree )After cooking, shred pork with a fork and place on a flat baking sheet in oven. Cover with your favorite barbecue sauce ( mix into meat, well ) and bake at 350 for 10 min.Voila !!Reply

Ah, a deliberate Spoonerism.

I knew exactly how she felt. I knew it right away

I did that just the other day Connie. Don’t try it with raw eggs,

I want one of those bouncy spoons made out of Superball material.

itz sad…. she finalee threw in teh towel spoon an jus sed…“fork it…!!!”

notice she aimed at the rug?its just a cry for attention.

The words " Take this job and shove it ! " come to mind.

In a fit of anger, I threw a stick of butter one time (and one time only!). The target’s head moved just in time, so the butter “splatted” into the cupboard instead. I suppose I made my point, but I also learned my lesson: the thrower (and not the target!) gets to clean up the mess….and, believe me, butter DOES make a mess! …never did that again…..

She thinks…“So there…take that damned spoon!”HE better be worried. HE better get his butt in there and do the dishes.Sit her down with a hot tottie, slippers, lap dog, warm comfy wrap or there will be HELL to pay.VOLCANO WARNING for the Tiki bar patrons.Connie is dispirited.

You have been warned.

dont pay no ’tenshun to teh newzpaper atycal Connie…!!!thet rednek wuz jus tryin ta make a point…!!!

In an email I received today:

“Apology letter

Hi Sweetheart,

I am sorry about getting into an argument about putting up the Christmas lights. I guess that sometimes I feel like you are pushing me too hard when you want something. I realize that I was wrong and I am apologizing for being such a hard-headed guy. All I want is for you to be happy and be able to enjoy the holiday season.

Nothing brightens the Christmas spirit like Christmas lights!

I took the time to hang the lights for you today and now I will be off to the hockey rink. Again, I am very sorry for the way I acted yesterday.

I’ll be home later.

Love you;

Her response

Hi Honey,

Thank you for that heart-felt apology. I don’t often get an apology from you, and I truly appreciate it.

I, too, felt bad about the argument and wanted to apologize. I realize that I can sometimes be a little pushy. I will try to respect your feelings from now on.

Thank you for taking the time to hang the Christmas lights for me. It really means a lot.

In the spirit of giving, I washed your truck for you and now I am off to the mall.

I love you too! "

Help!!!

I’m having an anxiety attack!!! It seems like Bing has changed its format so that one cannot “grab” a picture from an image search…the URL is totally different now, ending in a lot of numbers — no jpeg,gif, png etc… Anybody else having this problem, or did they only target the worst offenders, like me???

Thanks StelBel

Jeez,I guess that leaves out me and Sheriff Monkeyblues. Us ones being the law and all. Those darned firemen get all the wemen. Maybe da sherif can pull it off. Sherifs can do that. I howeva work for higher levels and dey dont preciate us uns going to to Tiki bars. C I can tpe bad 2.Laughing all the way homeBeer, pizza, football and my woman tonight.LIFE IS GOOD.

To Redkaycie RepocSOMEONE ELSE REMEMBERS!!!!!!!Firesign TheaterRemember “Gulag”Cruching snow, wind blowing two figures appear from the cold.Suddenly stopsBoris “Whats dat?”Ivan “Dont know”Boris "Looks like dog poop (Word change)Ivan “Da looks like dog poop to me too”Boris “Pick up”Ivan “What?”Boris sterner “Pick up!”Ivan “Okay!”Boris “Feels like dog poop?”Ivan “Da Feels like dog poop”Boris “Taste”Ivan “What?”Boris sterner “Taste!”Ivan choking, spitting, yuk soundsBoris “Taste like dog poop?”Ivan “Da tastes like dog poop”Boris “Good thing we no step in it!”Ivan “Da good thing”Shadows walk away crunching in the snow wind still blowing.End of scene. Did it with friend of mine in college who was Fine arts learning theater skills. Brought the house down. Owed it all to Firesign.

And remember“Dont crush that dwarf, hand me the pliers”

May have left off smell but it was a long time ago I heard that album.

(good night, everyone! Behave! lol)

Weak.

I’ll be toddling on over for a Dewar’s in a little bit.It’s 21:52 MDT Thursday.

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