There is several little "join in the fun" things that I want to start.. this being the first one...
I will start..
Hopefully..everyone will add something. You can add more than one thing, but wait until someone else posts before you add more.
In other words.. take turns.. :) But let's see how many "Wonder Why's " we can come up with.
Ok... here goes....
Did You Ever Wonder Why...
Why is it that when you're driving and looking for an address, you turn
down the volume on the radio?
Why do they put Braille dots on the keypad of the drive-up ATM?
???
When you meet a Highway patrolman you automatically SLAM on your brakes and then look down at the speedometer even though you have it set on cruise.
Did you ever wonder.....
Why is the time of day with the slowest traffic called rush hour? 8)
Why does the telephone ring when it is most inconvenient to answer it?
The checkout line you chose is the one that moves the slowest.
When you change lanes on a four-lane road because the first lane was too slow, the lane you change to slows down and/or stops.
You put on your glasses to answer (or talk) on the telephone.
Did you ever wonder why you park in the driveway, but drive on the parkway.
If a cow laughed, would milk come out her nose?
If nothing ever sticks to TEFLON, how do they make TEFLON stick to
the pan?
Why is it that we women can't put on mascara with our mouths closed?
Charles E. Clark's Corollary to Murphy's Law
The probability of everything turning to $#!+
is inversely proportional to the desirability of having it happen.
If you fed a cow cocoa, would you get chocolate milk?
Why do they sterilize the needle for lethal injections? ???
Why isn't there mouse-flavored cat food?
do we call it a HOT WATER Heater, if the water were hot already we wouldn't need to heat it.
Why is it that when you want to eat at this certain place but when you get there it is a waiting line a mile long with 45 minutes waiting time, so you decide to NOT eat there because of that ..even though you really really really wanted to ..so you get in the truck and drive someplace else thinking you will eat someplace faster but after getting there, you find it is another waiting line but not as long, so you just say to hell with it and sit and wait, but after all is said and done, you would have saved time if you had just stayed at the first place that you really really wanted to eat at, but you didn't.
((can you tell that this hit REALLY close to home))?? :-\
LOL LOL ;D ;D
We call articles of clothing that are not one piece pairs: socks, shoes, stockings, etc.; but then also call articles that are one piece pairs: pants, shorts, jeans, etc.
If the Quick Trip 7-11's are open 24 hours a day, 365 days a year,
Why are there locks on the doors?
Do you wonder WHY...
When you are at the drive though ordering food at McDonalds...
you are ask if you would like an apple pie to go with your meal!
( If I wanted an apple pie, don't you think you would have ordered it? ::) )
Did you ever wonder why the phone doesn't ring at all , until you go in to take a nap?
Then it rings nonstop. :(
Quote from: Kjell H. on May 24, 2007, 05:29:49 PM
If the Quick Trip 7-11's are open 24 hours a day, 365 days a year,
Why are there locks on the doors?
Ha! My brainiac son says that when they started, they chose their name because they were open from 7 am to 11 pm. Only later did they change to 'open 24 hours'.
And he's not really a brainiac, just a font of useless yet interesting information... Ha! I love having him home for the summer!
Quote from: Kjell H. on May 25, 2007, 04:08:49 PM
Did you ever wonder why the phone doesn't ring at all , until you go in to take a nap?
Then it rings nonstop. :(
Or why no one in the family wants to visit with you ...until you are talking on the phone, THEN they all want to talk. :P
The volume on TV shows is much softer than the commercials which blare at an uncomfortable volume.
your children always need to use the bathroom just as soon as you step into the shower?
The roll of TP always runs out in the middle of the night?
When you get a $70 speeding ticket, you still tell the officer 'thank you'.
The telephone and door bell ring at the same time?
Quote from: ddurbin on May 26, 2007, 07:43:05 AM
When you get a $70 speeding ticket, you still tell the officer 'thank you'.
This one I know, there is a quiet conversation in my head that goes something like this, "Thank you officer for not dragging me out of my vehicle, cuffing me, doing a cavity search, or taking me to jail. Have a nice day. :)
No one else will change the toilet paper roll.
You always climb to the top of the ladder before you check if you need a phillips or flat screwdriver?
ever wonder why the plastic bag always opens from the OTHER end?
Trash bags are so hard to make fit on a trash can.
When you drop your buttered bread it always lands buttered side down?
Why do they call it "dusting the furniture" when everyone knows you're undusting the furniture?
Why do we "take" showers when we don't bring them anywhere?
Do you ever wonder why , no matter what a man says to a woman, it is wrong? ;D
NO, I never wondered why..
Always just knew it.
;D
Did you ever wonder why:
A cop stops you for speeding and ask you "Do you know how fast you were going"
Answer is
If I would have known I would have slowed down.
Army Mom
Did you ever wonder why ...
you only see one shoe or one sock lying on the side of the road? How does that happen anyway, and where's the mate to it?
Quote from: Kjell H. on June 12, 2007, 09:43:42 AM
Do you ever wonder why , no matter what a man says to a woman, it is wrong? ;D
I'm with T. I've never wonder why. I have always known that whatever a man says to a woman is wrong.
How do you know a man is lying? When you see his lips move. ha ha
Do you ever notice:
That when someone one used to know from back in the day approaches, and of course their name completely leaves your brain; that the minute you ask them who they are, and they tell you, you respond with, "Right! Oh, yes!" (as if the person telling you who he is, could possibly be wrong!)
Did you ever wonder why.
The price of STAMPS keep going up, but the service never gets any better?
Did you ever wonder why??? People get in the 10 items or less checkout lane with a shopping cart full of items that total at least 30 + items? Can't they read???????
Quote from: emptynest on June 12, 2007, 10:01:13 PM
Do you ever notice:
That when someone one used to know from back in the day approaches, and of course their name completely leaves your brain; that the minute you ask them who they are, and they tell you, you respond with, "Right! Oh, yes!" (as if the person telling you who he is, could possibly be wrong!)
I love that one, emptynest, because I do it all the time.
Jo, that has got to be my pet peeve. yesterday at Wall Mart, 3 express lanes open and 2 regular lanes open. Was very tempted to do that very thing, but didn't. Thats 2 regular check-outs out of about 15 - so where's the rest of the checkers?--- and I never wondered why everything a man says to a woman is wrong, just figured everybody already knew that :laugh: :laugh: :laugh: :angel:
Quote from: indygal on June 12, 2007, 05:57:20 PM
Did you ever wonder why ...
you only see one shoe or one sock lying on the side of the road? How does that happen anyway, and where's the mate to it?
I always have to wonder if someone lost one, or maybe someone just found that exact one they needed and left the other one where it was.
;D
It never fails.. I can make a pie to take somewhere and the crust breaks apart and I have to piece it together and it is ugly..
But let me make one for home, and it is the prettiest pie ever!
???
And yes, I know that it is the taste that counts, but still, it would be nice to have pretty pies to take places.. :)
Pretty --- Ugly ??? Who cares .....JUST BRING IT ON !!!!
The people that build cars put turn signals in that no one ever uses.
don't know how he was with pies, but my Grandpa Johnson wouldn't eat a cake that hadn't fallen. Said otherwise they were too dry. And I agree with Jo, who cares what they look like, sometimes the best tasting pies are the ones that the crust falls apart and the juice runs over the edges. Oh Oh, this reminds me of something. Years ago daughter Kelly (then a teenager) asked her dad to throw her a piece of pie from the cabinet. He threw (yes literally) her the whole pie. Cherry,... she ducked, and guess who cleaned cherry pie off the walls, the table, the chairs, the floor - UGH :'( - My sister in law said it should have been one of her pies, then the crust would have held together ) ;D ;D
Maybe you would have been better off with a pie made by my first wife.
It would have then bounced all over the kitchen like a super-ball but absolutely none of the filling would have come out.
;D
;D ;D ;D ;D ;D was your first wife my sister in law???? ;D ;D ;D
I doubt it, but anything is possible with somebody who can make a pie-crust that is pretty mich only good for tire-patches. Was your sister-in-law named Linda?
Did you ever wonder why for 5 days straight, day and night, fireworks, fireworks, fireworks, then come July 4th and not one popping sound. :-\ ::) ???
could it be because their parents have the day off from work so the kids aren't running wild today?
or maybe they all stayed up late for last nights fireworks and are still sleeping, or they all used them up and ran out to soon and now they cannot buy anymore until next year
I hope they are used up. I know I am old because I jump every time a loud one pops. Sometimes they seem to be just outside my door.
I shouldn't complain because I shot off my share when I was growing up, but we had to buy them with the money we earned throwing papers so we were more careful with them.
I didn't get to grow up with fireworks......parents didn't have enough money for them times 7 and we were lucky if we even got sparklers. So I became somewhat in-experienced and very fearful of them. My own children were shielded from them for awhile, then we bought some, but would not let them light them or do anything with without our supervision. As they got a little older that changed a little, but we didn't dole out $$$ for them. But I still don't enjoy the big booms, but only the beautiful ones that someone does. And my big black lab is terrified of them---to the point that she almost needs medicated........
Sorry Wilma, they probably are almost outside your door this year. Clay has lots of stuff to shoot off that he's been making dents in. He spent the last several years SELLING fireworks in Lousiana and then storing what he got for "next year". This year he stayed home to help with the farm and it's rained so much he didn't get any work yet at all ~ so he's shooting fireworks instead. He has a lot that will go off tonight, but I'm hoping that most are in the "Ohh ... Ahh ... " category instead of the "BOOM BOOM BOOM" kind.
Emptynest, I feel sorry for your dog ~ ours has always been like that too, but for some reason this year she's decided those things are trying to get her "boy" and so she tries to go out and bite them. We have to keep her locked in the house for fear she'll get hurt trying to protect us. Sure would be helpful if you could "explain" things to animals sometimes.
Joanna ~ I forgot to log Marty out and sign me in... again...
I must be the ODD DUCK IN THE PUDDLE I absolutely LOVE FIREWORKS and (hiding my face) the louder they are the better.
I was so eager to see the ones at Howard Lake this year that our Grandsons help display -- but ALAS Mother Nature had other plans for our 4th of July celebrations. Hopefully Teresa will get a video for me to enjoy.
I do like the big pretty displays that someone else is responsible for if something goes wrong. But I worry about fires with the smaller ones. Don't think we have to worry about that this year.
I'm not really into fireworks either. Not even when I was younger. In most places around here (Western WA) they are banned. My neighbor and I are taking our kids to the "Freedom Fair" in Tacoma. They are going to have rides and face painting and music down on the waterfront. It should be lots of fun.
I remember going to the rodeo with Grandma and Granddad one year on the 4th, and on our way home there was lightning just all over the place. Those were our fireworks that year. That must have been 1992.
Could someone tell me what town the rodeo was in. I'm thinking Sedan, but I could be wrong. It was a long time ago.
~Amber
Would imagine Molline on the 4th. I heard it had been cancelled this year.
Thanks. I would imagine that it would be cancelled this year, looks like you guys have had a TON of rain.
It's absolutly goregous today for us. We are expecting a high of 85, and even at 11 in the morning, it's already warm enough for shorts. Around here, on a typical summer day, you put your jeans and sneakers on in the morning and then change into the lightest thing you can find for the afternoon. It stays warm until about 2 in the morning and then dramatically cools off during the rest of the night, and then you do it all over again.
*thinks* I miss lightning bugs.
~Amber
when we were growing up we had a small amount of mostly firecrackers, sparklers and maybe a couple roman candles, but they weren't set off until the 4th of July, not all preceeding week. I love the public displays of night works. The other ones the kids enjoy don't bother me, it just seems like you should hear some celebration firecrackers on the 4th as well.
I really don't like fireworks. We always got to have sparklers and Daddy did the marjority of shooting the fireworks off. We used to hold Roman Candles in our hands until one time my oldest sister had one and it shot out the back. I can't remember if it burned her or not. Scared the dickens out of everyone.
I used to shoot firecrackers until the summer that we were at Grandma's farm and Jean and I were standing out at the road shooting firecrackers. I thought I was pretty big stuff. I don't remember how old I was, but Jean was holding the firecracker, lighting the firecracker and then would throw it. I decided I would do that. That worked out okay until I lit the firecracker and then turned my head to say something to Jean and forgot to throw the firecracker. It blew up in my hand. I'm lucky it didn't blow my fingers off. We ran to the house. Grandma got some ice and put it in some water in a glass and I immersed my fingers in the ice water. All I got out of the scare was a couple of blistered fingers. Since then I don't give a rats behind for fireworks.
I can watch them when someone else does them, but I get tired of it pretty fast. We did not go watch the fireworks this year.
My dog isn't scared of anything, so when he hears fireworks he wants to go outside and see what is going on. He will bark and bark if you don't let him outside.
When we were gowing up there was very little money for fireworks --- just firecrackers and sparklers -- BUT the 4th meant - a picnic-cold watermelon-fried chicken-fresh tomatoes and most important of all
Seems that the 4th of July gremlins jumped in and ate the rest of my post------------- Oh Well~~~~~~```` maybe it tasted better than it looked hahahahahahaha
ROFLMAO- ;D ;D ;D
While remembering the good old days (I can't spell the other word) it seems to me that my little brother and I didn't just burn up firecrackers. We experimented with them like they were dynamite and tried to see how much of a hole we could make with one. The popular thing to do then was blow up a tin can to see how high it would go. We learned that the edge of the can had to set on the firecracker with the fuse out, 1. so it could be lit easily and 2. because if you set the can down over it, it would burn up the oxygen and go out before it went off. Besides it was our money we were burning.
I LOVE LOVE LOVE THEM!!!
The bigger ...the brighter.. the LOUDER!!!!
Throw a stick of dynamite in the air and I would clap til my hands hurt!
LOL
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Now you know why I like Machine guns.. ;)
yeah mama.. I DO have lots of footage to go through and I will try to do that tonight..
after I go get some rocks to do my fountain on my porch..
I have been cleaning all day long.
I had a dratted mouse in my pantry and the nasty little cuss chewed a hole in every pkg of everything I had. what a mess!.. 3 hrs later.. I have a clean house and a very clean pantry.
Well I am off to see how many snakes I can scare out from under the rocks.. and you know that the ones I want will have the varmints under them.. UGH. :P
That hateful little mouse in your pantry, got in from under the door that Flo allowed for your wish lol lol lol lol lol lol ohhhhhhhhhhh and how this girl of ours HATES MICE !!!!!
I set a trap .... but you know when I catch it, either Kjell will have to get it..or I will take the long needle nose pliers and get the trap and throw it all out in the back yard, until someone comes to un-trap it.. lol
I'm not afraoid of them.. I just can't stand that long tail and that dead body hooked so tight..
Ugh.. creeps me out.
And this comes from a girl who can smack a spider with her hand , grab up anything else that crawls or slithers.. and who raised hamsters for awhile!
Go figure ... ::) It has to be that slick hairless tail... makes me shudder.. and a rat will send me into tailspins.
I remember when I was married to Daryl and I always like to give my horses some oats every day.. but I hated to go into the grain bin..
Before I would open the door I would whack on the outside and sing loud and make all kinds of ruckus so the mice would all hide before I had to shovel oats.
One time , I opened the door.. peeked inside.. saw that nothing was scurrying around, so I set my bucket down, picked up the shovel, scooped up a shovel full of oats, and a mouse was in the scoop that I shoveled up!
I kind of screeched/screamed which you know, scared the poor mouse and he jumped out of the shovel..and hit me right on the front of my overalls and then hit my chin!!!
I threw the shovel and screamed like a rabid hyena falling down in the process because I thought the mouse had hooked on to the front of my overalls, and I was grabbing at my clothes, twisitng and screeching and when I did,I fell flat .. face down in the bin of oats!
Daryl had heard me and he come running inside there out of breath like he had run the marathon in 10 seconds..., of course thinking that something horrible had happened to me.. only to find and see that I was on my belly in the oats...with them in my clothes, in my hair, hat off my head, bucket upside down ......and of course no mouse.
I imagine after all of that, every mouse on the ranch was heading to high country to get away from the raving screaming blond!
Took awhile before I lived that one down!~~ :-\
:)
Save that -maybe you should be writing a book or a column. I enjoy ever word you write.
Don't get me wrong -- I do like the pretty ones. I have never shot off any pretty ones -- like I said earlier, I grew up with limited sparklers and I loved the black snakes, but my parents outlawed them once they found out they left permanent stains on the sidewalks. I just know that my black lab goes into almost seizures at the sound of the big booms.
I wish I could say I had really fond memories of 4th of July growing up----we would eat outside (picnic) in our backyard after an afternoon of swimming, but that was the busy time for my dad to be out patrolling the lakes, so he often be absent. I think my memories became darker of 4th of July because he often would get called out for a drowning and it never failed to be about that time of year. The worst was when he was the one who actually recovered the body of that of a small child about the age of my brother. I must tell you---there were several reasons my brothers and sisters and I were shielded from some of the fireworks, lakes, and stuff. We had a wonderful childhood, because we really didn't know that we were missing out on anything.
Kinda off track on the subject, but that's where I am coming from. I can appreciate the pretty ones--just not the loud ones or the mess that doesn't get picked up afterwards. I am also a "pickup your own trash" fanatic.
Ok, I'm finally starting to figure out how to do this . Please forgive me if I have messed up anything. We had rain for the 4th, but nothing like you all have been having. And did you ever wonder why an airport is called a "terminal?"
Why,
when I go to the store, i. e. WalMart or another chain store........I try to avoid the time of day when all the mother's seem to shop and the kids are either in school or day-care or whatever.........but each and every time I go the parents are there with their kids.
Then the kids are yelling and or pitching a fit and or their parents are going at it with them.
I don't know which is worse, kids fussing and yelling or their parents throwing a tantram.
I do know when I get in line.............with the fewest people in line......that there is a mother with one or two kids who are into everything in that row and the mother ignores what they are doing to visit.........and I get to watch the little urchins do their damage.......
Grr.......either I am getting old (YOU THINK????) or I just am having a serious problem with wanting to get their attention on their little behinds and make em mind........and not sure if it is their parents or the little ones I want to grab.........
I do enjoy the peace and quiet when I get back to my car.............wheee.........I didn't think I would ever get to be a crabby old lady, but guess what....???? I have made it......LOL.
As for the mouse episode, my sister and brother had a friend stop and she was showing them the new wallpaper she had put up in one of the boys' room.
They walked into the room and just as they step in a mouse runs UP Diana's pant leg on the inside of her britches......
She came out of her pants so fast and all the help she was getting from Mike and their friend,Corky was laughter and more laughter..........She could have smacked them.......and to this day does NOT go a day without paying attention to the entry to a room.
They have a super nice house and we don't even see moths or any kind of varmit there........It is a funny story.......except for her living through it.
This has nothing to do with "Did you ever wonder why...", but I have to tell you that I laughed and laughed and laughed about the mice stories, so I have to tell one of my own.
When Patti (the youngest sister) and I were the only ones left at home, we slept upstairs. I had one room and Patti had the other. In Patti's room was a day couch that we had placed in what I call a cubby hole. It was a part of the room that had a window and all that would fit in there was the little day couch. (Mother can tell you the correct name for that little area).
Anyway, one night after we had all gone to bed, all of a sudden Patti starts screaming. I ran from my room starting across the hall to Patti's room. Up the stairs comes our Mother (Wilma), taking two steps at a time. Patti was screaming and coming out of her room also. Apparently, a mouse had been inside the little day couch and decided to pay Patti a visit by running across her face. Mother heard the screaming and though something was getting Patti. I, being the big sister and was training to be a hero, was running out of my room to save my sister. I don't think I have ever seen Patti so scared in my life. She really didn't want to sleep on that day couch. I don't know if she slept with me or slept in the bed in that room, but not too long after that, that little day couch was taken out of that room and thrown away.
Did you ever wonder why people are so freaked out by mice? (Myself included)
I was down in the basement doing laundry one evening, and had just taken a load out of the dryer when something fell out of my bundle. I set the laundry on the folding table and bent down and picked the thing up. It looked like a piece of fruit. I carried it upstairs and asked my husband what it was. He said, "Honey, you have just dehydrated your first mouse!!!" I screamed and threw that nasty thing accross the dining room and went to the kitchen to scrub my hands. I made him go pick it up and take it out to the alley. I was afraid to open the dryer for weeks!!!
When I worked at the Ag lab we had to weigh samples before they went into the oven to dry and again when they came out so we could calculate the moisture content. One day there was a terrible smell coming from the drying oven when it was time to stir the samples we found the souce there in the middle of a silage sample was a mouse now remember we had weighed the sample before it went in so that mouse had to stay there and dry out along with the silage but we were not touching that dehydrated mouse so we called the lab manager and made him remove it before we sent the sample on for grinding. All the farmer wanted was a moisture report so his sample results were not affected by the mouse but he did say we could keep the mouse he did not want it back. That was the first mouse we had received in a sample in the 9 years I worked there and thankfully it was the last as well.
Did you ever wonder why????
This thread got to the point that most of the stories right now are about mice? hahahahahaha Are we all -- just out there??? Or what???
This is the most relaxing thing I can do when really, I should be doing ~~~~What??? I don't know!!
But I sure like this better - no matter what I should be doing.
It is almost 1 in them morning.. ( again)
And I am supposed to be working on the 4th of July slideshow to go with the video..
and I will .... just as soon as I tell another story.. lol
((shhhhh Don't tell Kjell))) (http://www.cascity.com/howard/animations/zipper.gif)
When I was a sophomore in high school, one of my friends was Linda Wiseman. ( Louie and Gracie Wiseman's daughter)
I was spending the night with her one Saturday night .
Well we went to a dance at the fair grounds and were supposed to be home by 1:00.
We knew that Bub and Randy ( her brothers) wouldn't be home until lots later, so we figured that we could stay out longer and as long as we got home BEFORE they did.. we were ok. We wouldn't get in trouble and they probably would. ;)
So we went on down to the low water bridge where the "party" was going on after the dance.
When we left to go back to her house... we turned off the headlights.. and let the car idle into the drive way. Got out real quiet like and slipped in the house.
Bad thing was.. Bub and Randy had beat us home, and we knew that they hadn't been quiet and we also knew that it was a good chance her dad was awake ,Then he would have already known then that we weren't home yet.
So we slipped into the house through the back door into the mud room. From there you stepped into the kitchen and then the bathroom was off that room and then her parents bedroom was right off the bathroom.
We were in luck. Her dad was snoring and no one was awake. ((We were out of trouble one more wk-end) ;D
I had to go to the potty something fierce ( we had been drinking beer :P ) so I VERY QUIETLY tiptoed into the bathroom..didn't turn on a light... sat down on the stool in the dark and proceeded to "quietly" do my business.
All of a sudden a mouse ran up my pajama leg!! I jumped off that stool like someone had shot me with a .22 and screamed bloody murder at the top of my lungs doing a dance that Fred Astaire would have been envious of!
Forget anyone sleeping!
Louie threw that bathroom door open and ran in there ..hair standing up and his underware on.. saying~~ "What in the hell is going on in here!"
Well, I was a blubbering idiot..and of course Randy come downstairs and made some comment about waking up everyone in the house...and Yes~~ we got in trouble for being late.
But I didn't care! That mouse traumatized me for the rest of the night. :o
I had to go to the bathroom all night and I didn't dare go downstairs to that bathroom. LOL LOL
For a second there, I thought you were going to say you didn't turn on the light and ended up sitting on one of the boys!!! :o
OMG. I am laughing, laughing, laughing. I would have loved to have been a little mouse that sat in the corner and watched that. What a hoot.
Did You Ever Wonder Why...
A fine is a tax for doing wrong
and...
a tax is a fine for doing well?
that one is hard to figure. I just say," his money is my money, and my money is my money " so I should have lots of money ;D ;D ;D . And the Tax man takes it, anyway they can get it. >:(
Render unto Caesar what is Caesar's.
And we all know how Caesar was...
;D
Quote from: kdfrawg on July 13, 2007, 05:27:53 PM
Render unto Caesar what is Caesar's.
And we all know how Caesar was...
;D
He's mostly dead.
Good one, Janet.
Beethoven, the composer, is also dead.
It is said that he is currently decomposing.
Bad one, frawgie.
Well, heck, Wilma, it wasn't much worse than the one immediately before it.
;D
Much worse. Come to think of it, tho, how are you mostly dead?
I don't know. I didn't say "mostly dead." Janet said "mostly dead."
Janet, how can you be "mostly dead?"
;D
Is that anything like "partly dead"?
that belongs in the "we want to know" catagory.
Oh, Janet!!! how can you be "mostly" dead. Does that mean one more twitch left?
and what part isn't dead?
In my experience, dead is pretty much a binary phenomenon: either you are or you aren't.
It is like George Carlin used to say about the "semi-boneless ham."
"Ain't no semi-boneless ham. Either it has a bone, or it doesn't."
Yessir, that's it!
;D
good point - however, you can be nude or semi-nude. If you are semi-nude does that mean you are half dressed?
Well, semi (except as in the truck) means "half" or "partly", so it is certainy possible to be semi-nude. However, it is not possible to be, for example, semi-pregnant, since some things are either absolutley on or off, yes or no. Nor, since an absolute is implied by the "-less," is it possible to be "semi-boneless." It is a concept that depends primarily upon its subject. If the subject is "nude" then "semi" is okay, within your own ethical bounds. If the subject is "pregnant" then no "semi" is, in my opinion, possible, regardless of your ethical bounds.
I suppose we could make a list of things that fall into the two possible categories, but I have a feeling that it would become quickly less interesting.
;D
Did you ever wonder why people don't like to swim when it rains? Are they afraid they'll get more wet? (Now, I know why it is not safe to swim during lightning).
Well, unless you are God and know for a fact that Caesar is stone cold dead, you have to think he is mostly dead. Actually, I just said it that way because it sounded good.
Since I have been in the business of dealing with the dying and the dead, I can guarantee when someone is dead. I can also reassure you that the soul is not there anymore. All that is there is a shell. The shell is what God allows us to have until we don't need it anymore. I wonder when Jesus comes and we get to go to heaven if I can have a different shell other then this one. This one hurts sometimes and it is too fat.
Quote from: emptynest on July 14, 2007, 06:19:56 PM
Did you ever wonder why people don't like to swim when it rains? Are they afraid they'll get more wet? (Now, I know why it is not safe to swim during lightning).
I've swam in the rain. It's not as much fun cause you can't just float around on your back without getting water in your eyes. That and the sky is usually dark when it rains, and then you can't see what's around you very well.
Did you ever wonder why????
This thread has gotten so off course????
Hahahahahahahahahaha
wondered that myself - Roll Call is pages of nothing that pertains to roll call - and etc. but sooner or later maybe someone will post a bio.
Threads seem to take on a life of their own. I have run a number of forums and if I have gained any wisdom therefrom, it is that there is very rarely any such thing as "off topic." People talk about what people want to talk about, when they want to talk about it, and, what the heck, isn't that what a forum is for? In a recreational conversation, free-form is good.
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Quote from: flo on July 15, 2007, 11:41:43 AM
wondered that myself - Roll Call is pages of nothing that pertains to roll call - and etc. but sooner or later maybe someone will post a bio.
I told Kjell tonight that I needed to go into the Roll Call and start taking out everything that isn't a Bio ...
He sighed really big and said " it is a Loooootttttt of work"..and it is almost impossible to keep something like that clean, because people like to comment and then someone else comments..and it gets off subject and then before you know it, you have a few Bio's mixed up in all the hodge podge of 'stuff'.
New comers have to be confused when they go to see who people are and find that they have to filter through pages of stuff to find what they went there to read. :(
Maybe it will be easier to start another roll call... taking roll call things.. and putting them into THAT one.. moving all the 'stuff' into another 'stuff' thread... I will insist that we keep it only for that ::) :P
But right now.. I am so tired and it is 2:30 in the morning..and I am still up and typing away.
I am not going to deal with it right now and I don't have time in the next few days to do anything about it anyway..
But it DOES need to be done...
sighhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..anyone want to volunteer? ;D
((That's okay.. I understand.. :-*) I'll get to it.... :)
Oh, right. As if any of us could figure out how to do it... Actually I would volunteer to help this time, except it might take you longer to teach me how than to do it yourself ~ kind of like teaching my sons to peal potatoes...
ha ha ha ... Why is it that peeling potatoes is so hard for some folks?
:)
I have never used a potato peeler, cause then you have to go back and it takes forever to get the eyes and spots out.
So I always have used a knife and learned to "peel thin" as my mama always taught me.. ;)
Wow! Me too!
We must be the only two besides our Moms though ~ 8) ~
(And maybe our sisters :P )
I love the vegetable peeler, except for potatoes. You do have to go back with a knife and clean it up so why not use the knife to begin with. Besides the peeler can peel just as thick as the knife if you don't use it right.
As I have said elsewhere, I don't believe in "off topic." It is a very un-natural concept in natural conversation, which is what a forum is supposed to emulate. But I will tell you what I have done in the past, in forums that I have managed, in this situation. Leave everything the the way it is in Roll Call, and continue to ask newbies to post their bios there. Let people comment at will.
Start a new locked forum called Member Bios, or something. When a member posts a bio in Roll Call, you or Kjell could copy it into there. That way you can have the bios in a pristine place where it is easy to find them, like in an archive. And you can still have them, with the spontaneous comments they generated, completely in context, in Roll Call.
Just a suggestion.
how bout a thread ROLL CALL COMMENTS
I tried it. It tends to ruin the context of the replies to the bios.
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did you ever wonder why they put the tobaco on the 10 items or less lane ?
As a matter of fact I HAVE wondered why. ???
Kjell smokes and when he has to buy cigarettes..
we want to buy 1 carton ..
and have to stand in front of someone checking out with a month of supplies in their cart..
JUST because they want to add a pack of smokes to it..and can't check out anywhere else.
Well, they could... we do... but they don't! They just drag that ole' cart and all the stuff in it right up to the check out and unload it all while everyone waits behind them!
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That's really odd. Ours are locked in a big case in front of the check out lines. People ask for them as they start putting their purchases on the belt. Then any line cashier goes and gets them.
Joke time
Why did Harry Potter walk across the road?
His broom was in the shop for repairs.
Quote from: Diane Amberg on July 18, 2007, 02:27:43 PM
Why did Harry Potter walk across the road?
His broom was in the shop for repairs.
HEY~~ >:(
Don't you talk about my vehicles like that!
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Which Queen?
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Oh, the wit....
Have you ever wondered why when you change channels on your TV you always land on a commercial?
It's a giant conspiracy among big companies, TV networks, Hollywood liberals and frogs. I'm sure of it.
LOL! Boy, Rudy, I'm glad you said "frogs" and not "frawgs." I would have been crestfallen!
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