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Friday, July 3, 2015

Truths From the Past

In the course of developing a new application, the XML file of the archived comments from this blog came in very handy with which to practice coding with XML that I needed to learn. And learn I did. As such, and no thanks to Blogger, all the haloscan comments have been restored to their respective blog posts. While reading over the old comments, a few things stood out, bringing to mind certain blatherings of the retardread ilk, on which I will now expound.

In particular, these comments from the past set the record straight regarding the catty claims of one backbiting old bitch. The blubberous blabberer, who on more than one occasion, while attempting to disparage me, told of how Bane would tease, mock and otherwise treat me as an object of ridicule as she and others were doing at the time - apparently to bolster their position by including in their numbers one who is highly regarded.

I never bothered to respond to the tattooed manatee, knowing she was full of shit. There is a never-ending supply of delusions that can be pulled from an ass of that size, so I allowed her utterly ridiculous claims regarding Bane's opinion of me to go unchallenged. After all, it is never about truth in these situations, but whatever blather blows out of the biggest, loudest mouths. I figured those not partaking in the feeding frenzy were aware of the truth, that in no way resembled the spewing from the petty bitch.

And sooner or later the truth always comes out. These comments here clearly attest that my relationship with Bane was one of mutual respect up until the day he died, when I cried like a baby. I still miss him. That is not how I would react to the demise of someone who regularly mocked me. Trust me. The thought of any of the blathering buffoons at VP biting the dust stirs not the slightest emotion. Considering that he commented at all at my blog, Bane may have even been a little fond of me, as I was of him, otherwise, I would not have often called him "Baney". In one of his blog posts Bane requested prayers on my behalf. There is NO WAY Bane is in the same category of bitter beta anklebiters as that lying cunt claimed he was with respect to how he interacted with me at VP - or in any other respect.

On the contrary, it is those very same bitter betas who Bane held in contempt. Bane may have been a sociopath, but like anyone with a modicum of discernment, he did not suffer fools and frauds. As I recall, he had several run-ins with those same blustering buffoons at VP. And as sociopaths are known for manipulating and using people, this probably explains Bane's relationship with the Amerasian hog. I would not make such a claim as fact, but I know sociopaths, and they are as cold-blooded as they can be charismatic whenever it suits their purpose.

Unlike the catty cow, I have no delusions about how Bane regarded me, I have only the facts preserved in the comments archive. And those facts prove the cunt to be a liar. I fucking hate lying cunts like her, of which there are a few more at VP that I never bothered to put in their place. It was working with the comments here that inspired this post, recalling the threads at VP in which the bitch blabbed the egregious lie which was now absolutely and incontrovertibly refuted within the retrieved comments that had I long forgotten. But I never forgot the lie.

Bane and I communicated privately in emails, always initiated by him. If Bane had the slightest bitter beta syndrome in him, behaving towards me like those bloviating blowhards, those personal exchanges would have never taken place between us. I get along very well with men of character and integrity, whereas I have always clashed with blowhards, the pusillanimous, middle-aged frat boys, and insecure, testosterone-challenged assholes, none of whose emails would ever be in my inbox. Not that they would even try - they are even more spineless than they are bigmouths, working only in the safety of packs, out in public. They'd not a have a chance in hell in a private one on one confrontation. They know who they are. So does anyone with the slightest degree of discernment.

While going over the comments, I also noticed a pattern that was not at all apparent to me at the time. I suppose that a greatly diminished mental state back then was the reason I failed to recognize the pattern of subtle passive-aggressiveness of a regular commenter. He did eventually come out of the closet at VP, where he knew it was safe for him to put his contempt for me on full display. Alas, I regret not seeing the little snake for what he was. I not only allowed him to continue, I treated him kindly. But the other regular commenters were good, sincere men and who I still consider with fondness and respect. After restoring all the comments, if I have any regrets about quitting this blog it would be that I no longer interact with them.

Anyway, read the archived comments (click "View Archived Comments" link at the bottom of every post). The past speaks louder than fat, foetid old cunts.

Update: It has come to my attention that the fat, lying cunt is still fat, a liar, and a cunt - as she undoubtedly will be ten years from now. Some things never change. This thing is one of those things. The blubberous old bitch finally got a thread she could jump on to spew her insipid, clueless cattiness. Unfortunately, the window of opportunity slammed shut in her ugly face and she had to waddle away. The pig's prattling failed to instigate the hoped-for Taylor-bashing but was instead met by a chorus of crickets. One supposes that being ignored is a common occurrence for such a creature.

Sunday, May 10, 2015

Real Life

April on the island with Mr.

Let me see. With a mighty fine specimen of a man in a beautiful setting - or sitting at home, blogging with a bunch of bleating, blathering nobodies. Yeah.

Next time, and I know there will be a next time, some busybody bigmouth bitter beta, delusional gamma, or foetid old cunt at VP blabbers something about Taylor, realize that while you are holed up in your dank little corner, poking at a keyboard, Taylor is most likely traipsing around somewhere, living a life that most of you petty little peasants can only dream about. And I've just begun to make up for the lost years.

Putting aside my personal contempt, I will take this opportunity to commend your concerted and sustained efforts against the enemies of Western Civilization - those pernicious, malignant lumps of political correctness who revere the vile and vilify the virtuous.

Blogging was never about any of you. You really are nothing to me. It was always about speaking out against the hated Orcs, for which VP served that purpose at the time. As Jamie once said, I am to the right of Attila the Hun, so I can honestly say it is great to see your success in making the vicious scum squirm and squeal, although, had I not already moved on, the gaggle of gamergaters, sundry converts, allies, rabble and other strange/perverted bedfellows who now inhabit the blog would certainly have done it. I am highly allergic to crowds, even virtual ones. But one does what one can. Mr. has serious skillz which he is patiently teaching me, that I would love to put to use one day - when things get realz.

Friday, March 20, 2015

Big Gay Serpent

It slithers and sidles, slowly, deliberately, nestling itself among foes. Ever agreeable, never contentious, careful to avoid cause for opposition or alarm, the serpent lulls them all into acceptance, and is even favored among the soft-headed who have been beguiled by the perverse from the very beginning.

Its foes, taking great pride in their civility, ever mindful to demonstrate as much to the world, give a voice and show courtesy to that which God considers an abomination. As long as the serpent is well-behaved, it may express its serpentine predilections openly and unabashedly, without fear of chastisement - lest the critic himself be immediately set upon by a swarm of high-minded peers, jumping in to defend their new ally, and denounce its detractor as a boorish, attention-seeking agitator who is derailing their discussion of utmost importance with the uncalled-for censure of a benign participant. Thus, having established immunity from judgment, the serpent is free to mingle its poison* within the context of innocuous and clever discourse (always 110% in support of the foes' point of view), working it subtly into minds and souls like an anesthetic, until all who have been exposed eventually become numb to its vileness and perniciousness.

The foes fancy that this display of magnanimity on their part is winning allies, and more important, serving to defuse a specific component of the enemy's arsenal, as if these grand gestures of solidarity between themselves and one who is typically counted among the enemy's ranks will somehow gain them ground in their war against a vast army of unconscionable serpents who gleefully celebrate the depravity by which the outlier wholly identifies itself. Meanwhile, the serpent realizes that the foes' willingness to form a strategic alliance signals the withdrawal of their moral and natural resistance to its all-consuming abomination, and just as important, serves to broadcast their tacit approval to a vast array of bystanders and supporters.

Under these conditions the war has effectively been conceded. Any victory won by such an alliance ensures the culture will remain, or soon become, as defiled and dysfunctional as it ever was. The serpent's side will not only continue to pursue their depraved, hedonistic and destructive existence, they will demand society sanction them, exactly as they do now, but will rightfully brook no opposition from the Christian side of the alliance, which will have forfeited all moral authority.

Whichever way this plays out, it is apparent that the forces of evil are once again gaining momentum. This is not to say that humans ever had a chance against the powers and principalities of this world. We are powerless on the battleground where the real war takes place. In this most epic of struggles we are not engaged as warriors - we are the territory over which the war is being waged. But we cannot be delivered from the clutches of evil by courting members who are, and intend to remain, deeply entrenched in the enemy's camp. Ultimately, there is only one warrior who can, and will, claim all the territory for Himself, and He will do so without compromise.

* A simple search immediately reveals that Big Gay Serpent has an ulterior motive for posting. Regardless of the topic, it will casually mention or insinuate something related to its perversion - whether in a personal, anecdotal, humorous, informative, or whatever context, as though its degeneracy is the most perfectly natural thing in the world. The creature has found a most suitable vehicle from which to further its agenda to normalize the abomination. That this overtly vile propaganda should be disseminated from the same platform where Christians have, for more than a decade, espoused Christian values, expressly conveys a declaration of triumph with every carefully crafted assault on those values.

This motive, from someone with a handle that is itself a garish neon sign, flashing, "Loud and Proud Pervert", is hardly surprising, but considering that its not-so-subtle attempt to infiltrate and corrupt has not been stopped, one must surmise that for all their supposed brainpower, the subversive in their midst continues to elude detection. Or, perhaps the exposure to graphic depravity no longer has an impact on their sensibilities, in which case Big Gay Serpent is right at home, and this post, should it come to their attention, will certainly be mocked. So be it. The truth is often mocked. However, one doubts that readers, most of whom are probably Christian, are going to salute the rainbow flag that has been run up the flagpole at VP, or are they much longer likely to congregate in its insidious shadow, which will continue to grow - as intended. At least, one sincerely hopes that Christians would not.

Wednesday, February 4, 2015

The RCC Deleted the Second Commandment

I have just recently been made aware of the differences between the Catholic Ten Commandments and the Biblical Ten Commandments. Unsurprisingly, the RCC, in its infallible magnificence, decided that the second commandment was unnecessary and should therefore be struck from the list. They know better. The second commandment is written in Exodus as follows:

II. You shall not make for yourself a graven image, or any likeness of anything that is in heaven above, or that is in the earth beneath, or that is in the water under the earth; you shall not bow down to them or serve them; for I the LORD your God am a jealous God, visiting the iniquity of the fathers upon the children to the third and the fourth generation of those who hate me, but showing steadfast love to thousands of those who love me and keep my commandments.

At first I was skeptical as I had never before heard such a claim nor did I imagine that even the RCC could be so brazen, but given the evidence, it certainly appears as if the Roman Catholic Church sneaked in and altered God's Ten Commandments into its own graven image. Roman Catholic Ten Commandments explains it. Do your own research - there are other online sources as well. And if you still do not believe me, here it is, straight from the ~~whore's~~ horse's mouth, The Vatican.

Did you see what they did there? They deleted the second commandment regarding the worship of idols, and they split the 10th commandment into two to make up for the deleted 2nd. New, Improved Ten Commandments! Catholics may worship at the feet of their multitudes of idols whilst pretending the Word of God means a damn to them.

As with every flagrant and not so flagrant deception, one imagines the tap dancing of the explanation to be so very intricate and technical that only the most learned of Vatican scholars can fully appreciate and comprehend it - well beyond the intellect of the great unwashed. The faithful, assuming they have the first clue that anything is amiss, must simply take it on faith that all is well and good within the infallible and incorruptible RCC.

Perhaps this apparently egregious blasphemy is no such thing at all, but is instead a perfectly innocent misunderstanding, an urban myth, an old Protestant wives' tale - yet another slanderous attack on the RCC. If so, I would appreciate being disabused of my conclusion of gross iniquity on the part of the RCC with a simple, straightforward explanation. Until such time, I will be satisfied that there exists no good explanation, and once again being reminded why I left that incensed den of devious vipers in the first place - and never looked back.

Tuesday, February 3, 2015

53,487 136,635 146,151 People Agree

Just noticed a number on some of the posts listed within Blogger's post editor - something about a +1'd. Having not a clue what this number refers to, I googled and got the following explanation:

"1 person +1'd this post" means "1 person clicked +1 on this post," which in facebook speak means, "1 person liked your post."

I can't even see where anyone can click +1 on my blogger posts but evidently there are quite a few thousands of people who are having no problem finding this feature and using it:

Yeah, I thought it was kind of hilarious as well.

But that wasn't even close to the count of another post that was +1'd 325,531 times - quite surprisingly. Who can know what will tickle the fancy of the blabbering rabble? If I knew, I'd be a bazillionaire, living far away from the whole lot of them.

Update: It's gone up to 136,653. Hard to believe that many people give enough of a damn to click on that +1 icon. The Interwebz is a sad, pathetic place.

Update II: From yesterday to today it's gone up almost 10,000 likes. There's no way the little man is that well-known to be that much disliked. No way. I am starting to suspect a sinister hand at work here. There is probably some robofag out there +1ing every blog post with certain specific keywords. It has to be. Evil has come out of the closet and must continuously promote itself lest people remember the reason it was in the closet in the first place.

Wednesday, November 5, 2014

Harem of Yore Nevermore

It is a beautiful, cool, rainy Autumn day, and I'm stuck at the computer waiting to close out a trade, so I decide to kill some time by checking out the circus of cackling clowns. Yee-ikes. If the comments from today's posts are representative of the regular commenters at VP these days, it becomes obvious that the days of the harem are long gone, never to return - unless it would be a harem of faggots (hisem? gayem? harot? fagfest? gaybuffet?). And that's not likely to happen. But who knows. They do seem to enjoy each others' company.

Not that I give a Higgs boson of a damn, but pattern recognition being what it is, one simply notes, with some amusement, the stark change in demographics from that of a few years ago.

Vox Popoli. Come for the trolling. Thtay for the thpanking.

Monday, April 28, 2014

Twaddle from the Twats at Vox Popoli

My guess is that the clueless, catty old bitch who posts as Susan at Vox Popoli is actually projecting herself. Funny how when I was still commenting at the blog the spineless twat didn't have the nerve to take her swipes at me directly. Only now, when I am no longer around to chew her up and spit her out, does she dare show her claws. Fucking piece of worthless shit. I have a special kind of loathing for sniveling cowards like that vapid cunt.

Evidently, minding one's own business is not an option that is permitted by the gaggle of petty backbiters at VP.

If someone had not emailed me, I would not have a clue that you're still going on about me. Such pathetic, forgettable nothings you are. And so deluded that you actually imagine that I'm not only still hanging around that insipid broken record of a blog, but that I am so much affected by the petty dramas there that I am compelled to violate the ban, and even more ludicrous, that I would break my own word of never posting there again, and sneak in under a fake handle for the singular purpose of insulting Vox, who is as insignificant to me as every other one of you faceless, blathering nobodies. This profoundly ignorant presumptuous drivel only serves as yet more justification for the utter contempt with which I came to have for you. In short, Susan can shove that twaddle straight up her fetid old twat.

In case it has escaped your steel traps of a brain, I have an entire blog with which to insult, mock, laugh at, disparage, ridicule, berate, and otherwise deride you mouthy motherfuckers to my heart's content. I have absolutely no need to lower myself by attempting to comment at that blog. One of you loudmouths will undoubtedly see anything I should post at this blog and run blabbing it to everyone else. This is precisely the reason I started another blog, unknown to you busybodies. I want nothing to do with you - here, there, or anywhere, ever.

I will repeat it again, realizing full well the futility as you sniping little bitches devoid of integrity and backbone are incapable of understanding this - I will never, ever comment at that blog again - under any name. Seriously, I'm just not that into you. Your significance is a figment of your very limited imaginations. I actually have a life and quite regret having wasted so much time at that blog. You people are simply not worth the consumption of a single neurotransmitter molecule. Do forget I exist, and while you're at it, go fuck yourselves to death.

And Vox, since you have no problem being a control freak at your blog, I suggest you tell the Retardread Ilk to keep me the hell out of your threads, especially when you know damn good and well that mealy-mouthed cunt was full of shit in accusing me of posting that comment. But going by today's stats, it is highly probable that either you or Spacebunny stopped by this blog twice today, for what I can only imagine was to see if I'd respond to this most recent prattle from the incessantly wagging tongues at your blog.

You must realize it's obvious to me whenever you stop by the blog, considering I know your exact location. If you don't believe me, I'll be more than happy to publish the evidence. Frankly, I'd think you'd have better things to do than check to see what I have to say. But as I said before, you have always been quite transparent to me, so I'm not completely surprised. You are not above feeding off the drama wherever you can find it.

Sunday, December 29, 2013

The Discernment of a Crack Whore in Withdrawal

Yeah. One readily observes incontrovertible evidence that IQ is not necessarily a predictor of discernment. Something to do with being blinded by one's own brilliance, I imagine, gets in the way of seeing beyond the calculable.

Thursday, November 21, 2013

Moving to New Blog

There will be no further posts written to this blog, unless I have a very specific reason for doing so, which I imagine will involve an irresistible urge to call out dumb asses.

While working on the re-design and writing up another post, it occurred to me that the only readers at this point were the same people from whom I had been attempting to conceal my blog identity.

The previous post would have been totally unnecessary had this occurred to me sooner. I do not want you around here, but I cannot stop you from coming here. But I do want to resume blogging, so the very simple solution was to start a whole new blog. Buh-bye.

Tuesday, November 19, 2013

Taylor Unleashed

Free at last. How could I not have restored my old blog a long time ago? Anyway, if you care to comment, use the handle by which you're known. You have no reason to go incognito unless you're trying to fuck with me or you're a coward, and that's not happening here. Anonymous comments are deleted without being read, so if you imagine you're going to hurl your scat in my direction - BZZZZZT - not gonna happen. Anklebiters, you're spineless pussies, and without Vox to go running to for protection I don't imagine you'd dare comment, but don't even think about sniffing around here. Your insipid puke will be deleted on sight without being read. That goes for any other cunt with whom I've had run-ins at VP. I don't like you, you don't like me. Stay the fuck away. That pretty much eliminates everyone. Yeah, I know - that totally breaks me up.

First, I'll be doing stuff to the blog, adding this and that, trying to restore the old comments, which should be good for a laugh and reminiscing.

This blog is for my own amusement. If the Little Napoleon hadn't posted the link to it, nobody would know about it, and that would have been more than fine with me. I loathe publicity, otherwise, believe me, I could have more pageviews than Vox and Scalzi's sites put together - one great pair of knockers beats two balding asses any day. Needless to say, I don't blog to seek approval from, nor appeal to, the public, least of all the unknown and unseen public that happens to land on this blog. If you don't care for what you see, there's an "X" at the top right-hand corner of the window. If you do, you are an exceptionally intelligent, wise and discerning individual.

Saturday, November 16, 2013

Vox Sucks Marxist Cock

Vox has decided he's going to be a complete asshole and delete my responses to the yappy little anklebiters on his blog, and even those comments that are on topic but don't express the correct attitude, so I've decided to simply respond to the frothing little yappers from my own blog.

Hey Vox, you really can go fuck yourself. I don't mind getting deleted, and I don't give a flying fuck what your personal opinion is of me, but I am not going to hang around your blog to be treated unfairly and disrespected by you or anyone else. When you leave their BS OT comments up and delete only mine, you're being an asshole. But I am going to respond - no balding little Napoleon is going to prevent me from finishing what those fuckers started. It's not the first time you've done this, but it is the last time. The fact that you can't keep your bitter betas from going into a feeding frenzy is not my problem, it's yours - you attract pathetic losers looking for their testosterone fix from you.

@Vox the Marxist Cock Sucker
November 16, 2013 2:37 PM
I don't call you Beale, don't call me Taylor. Use the fucking handle - it's there for a reason.

Yeah, because the original post has nothing whatsoever to do with politics. And I didn't mention religion, your little Marxist buddy did. And I wasn't debating. So, go fuck yourself, you freaking control freak. The fact that all the first comments were about Marxists should give you a clue that it's only a natural reaction to the topic. But please do stomp your little feet that people are not talking exactly about what you want them to talk about.

@bob k. retardo, the bitter beta loser
November 16, 2013 2:45 PM
It's obvious that for an insipid loser like you to ever hope of getting any attention from a woman, you have to insult her. But in real life, losers like you don't get close enough to even tell them how much you can't stand them, so I can only imagine how much you enjoy taking a jab at the woman who represents the kind of women you know you haven't a snowball's chance in hell of ever having. That is the very definition of the bitter beta, and you and Shrek are the poster cunts for the bitter beta syndrome. What a pathetic freak.

@Josh, the bitter beta Shrek
November 16, 2013 2:45 PM
Perhaps you should shut your fat ugly face and stay on topic, but then you'd lose an opportunity to take a swipe at me. Here's a little hint Shrek: All your bitterness will never make ANY woman over a 2 take a second look at you, but you already know that all too well, you've had a whole lifetime of being ignored by women - that's why you are so bitter.

@bob k. retardo, the bitter beta loser
November 16, 2013 2:41 PM
I wasn't talking to you, freak, but of course, that never stops you. Any chance to take a jab at me will do, no matter how utterly ridiculous your rationalization and the lies you have to resort to to find something to blather about. It is your little psycho fixation on me that makes it all about me, not me. Fucking wackjob.

@VD the Marxist Cock Sucker
November 16, 2013 2:52 PM
Oh please. You're gushing that a fucking Marxist praised you. We know you're willing, it's just a matter of price.

@bob k. retardo, the bitter beta loser
November 16, 2013 3:51 PM
Translation: Look! Look at me!!!! Please, Taylor, please please please look at me!!!! I am so indifferent to you, I can't stop talking about you!!!! Please look at me!!!! I will say anything to show you how much I don't care about you!!!!

Fucking, twisted, lying SOB. It may appear that I repeat myself here, but the fact is, that while I will squash a bug under my heel, it is always revolting to me and will never get accustomed to it. You are a bug, and the fact that I take the time to squash you is not the slightest indication that you are anything more than a bug to me.

@Tom Kratman
November 16, 2013 4:23 PM
Amusing that Vox doesn't have the balls to tell you not to discuss politics on this thread, Mr. Kratman. Although, he courageously deleted my response to you which was completely on topic. You really gotta admire that kind of integrity.

@lozerlo
November 16, 2013 4:38 PM
In case you didn't see my response, since Vox deleted it, I merely mentioned that you very likely think there's good reason for me to have been banned because you're a petty little shit who can't stand me. But, to answer your poignant, so totally on topic question, I was never banned from VP. So, you're not just a petty little shit, you're a petty little shit who doesn't know what he's talking about. Good to see Vox deemed your comment worthy of being left up. Although, I notice he didn't bother to respond to you, so he just left it up there because it's OT and it's about me, so he's just being consistent in his assholeness.

@Dominic Saltarelli
November 16, 2013 5:49 PM
Hey Dominic, you sexy atheist bastard. Nothing squishy about hating Marxists. Nothing squishy about realizing that one doesn't find common ground with one's enemy. But Vox is very ambitious and competitive. He'd happily accept Satan's endorsement if it meant he could rub it in Scalzi's face and get some new readers out of it. He probably likes to think of himself as complex and enigmatic, but he's pretty transparent, and can rationalize his pettiness as well as you'd expect from someone with his intelligence.

Come on over to my blog whenever you like. There's not much here for now, but you are welcome.

That's it for now. I'll be responding to VP posts and comments from my blog from now on. I've had enough of the backbiting little fuckers and being deleted by Vox whenever I try to defend myself against detractors, or being scolded like a child. He can run his blog however he likes, that's his business - and he can also delete all my comments and shove them up his ass for all I care.

If nobody in the universe reads any of these posts here, that's fine by me. Comments are not welcome, except by invitation. I don't give a fuck what most people think.

Update: Napoleon fights like a girl. The same person who coined the term MPAI volleys the devastating blow in his declaration that stating one's disinterest in the thoughts of those same idiots is the sign of a narcissistic mindset. Oh my.

Conclusion: There's just too much fail and flailing in the Little Napoleon's attempt at justification for banning me to even bother. But he doesn't need logic, facts, or any reason at all to ban whomever he wants from his own blog. Neither do most of his supportive commenters. And considering that I had already quite clearly stated that I would no longer be commenting at VP, being banned is of no consequence to me. Frankly, just imagining VD's reaction upon seeing the link to this post was worth it. Waaaah?! Huh? Why that bitch! I'll show her. Starts typing. It makes me laugh every time I think about it.

To correct one of the several inaccuracies left unchallenged by those spewing paragons of truth and justice at VP - I was never previously banned, which means that I also never sneaked back in after being banned. But now that I've officially been banned by the LN, I won't be back under any handle, under any circumstance. If I have something to say, I'll say it on my blog. And contrary to popular opinion, I am no narcissist, so I won't be checking the pageview stats every day to see whether anyone is reading my blog, like so many others do... As I said, I really don't care. Never did. Now go away.

Note: Inasmuch as I did not infringe the terms of the copyright policy of the blog to which this post pertains, and did not reproduce any of the blog's posts or comments, a reciprocating consideration would be appreciated. Note the black footer on every page.

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Me and My Big Mouth

This is my very first movie - as actress, director and writer! The title is "Me and My Big Mouth" LOL. You guys should try it. It's fun, easy and free.

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Archived Comments

WaterBoy ~

HA-HA-HA-HA

That was vair-EE fun-ee Tay-LORE. It is good that YOU can poke fun AT yore-self.

HA-HA-HA-HA

Jan 19, 2010 17:10

Taylor ~

Heh.

Oi, I'm always laughing at myself.

When I learned about that site today, I had to dramatize my epic fail. It really was fun to make.

Jan 19, 2010 17:19

bob k. mando ~

*golfclap*

so ... do you already have movies made for either possible outcome of the Viqueens game?

for myself, i'm rooting for Brett to get a concussion.

Jan 19, 2010 17:24

bob k. mando ~

i'm disappointed that your avatar isn't wearing a gun.

Jan 19, 2010 17:25

Taylor ~

There aren't many characters to choose from. Going by the different characters, the designers of that app are very probably liberals. So, no way there'd be any guns.

Yeah, well, we'll see if I have to make another movie. If this Taylor character doesn't shut her big mouth, there will be sequels.

Jan 19, 2010 17:33

EN ~

You not only admitted you were wrong, but made a movie about it. THAT'S CLASS!

Jan 19, 2010 22:55

Taylor ~

As I just commented at Vox's, it's hardly a grand gesture to admit something that is so obvious. There is no wiggle room for me in this one. Heh.

But, if you notice, I still have an attitude. :) Oh yeah.

Jan 19, 2010 23:18

Giraffe ~

Nice. I definitely should get best supporting actor.

Jan 19, 2010 23:24

Taylor ~

Yeah, you're definitely a better actor there. I display the acting ability of Jessica Simpson on painkillers.

Jan 19, 2010 23:36

Difster ~

That movie was Taylor Made to admit guilt. Sorry for the bad pun and I'm probably not the first person to use your name that way but it's still funny to me and that's all that matters.

It's just too bad there wasn't a crow available in the movie to eat.

Jan 20, 2010 03:40

Taylor ~

I see subtlety wouldn't be your style of directing. Difster Tarantino...
Eat a crow. Ick.

Jan 20, 2010 04:45

AJW308 ~

I'd guess that crow tastes like chicken.

That was funny in an odd kind of way. I know there are web based text-to-speech synthesizers out there with different sexes and nationalities. That early 90's style was hard to listen to, but the dialog was mesmerizing.

Major kudos for standing by your words (though I'd expect nothing less from you) and more kudos for not backing down from your anti-Viqueens position (though now I wonder how you'll top this, if (and when) the Purple Farves (I don't like the Vikings either) win), but with that second batch of kudos I wonder if you can realize when some positions can't be defended and need to be abandoned.

Also, why, with no background in American Football, why do you have such a strong opinion?

Jan 20, 2010 16:44

Taylor ~

No background in American Football? I was raised in Dallas, Texas, USA since the age of 9. You don't think a little football, especially the Dallas Cowboys variety, would have rubbed off on this Argentine?

Unlike most of today's immigrants, my family abandoned most everything from that rotten country we had left behind, and embraced everything from our new homeland.

We'll see how the Saint progress. If they go all the way, I won't have to worry about acquiring a taste for crow...

Jan 20, 2010 17:10

AJW308 ~

I though you had said that you don't know much about the game: "and I don't know diddly squat about football" and yes, I'd have thought Texas would have deported you if you hadn't supported the Cowboys.

I'm now concerned about your sanity ;P

Jan 20, 2010 19:57

Taylor ~

Oh, I know enough about football to yap it up and make a fool of myself, but not enough for intelligent analysis of the game.

You are just NOW concerned about my sanity? Hmmm. Cold neurons don't fire too well, I suppose... :)

Jan 20, 2010 20:16

Difster ~

I see subtlety wouldn't be your style of directing. Difster Tarantino...

No, I suppose not. Subtlety has never been one of my personality traits.

Jan 20, 2010 20:19

Friday, January 15, 2010

Trash Talk Gone Wild

It seems there's a certain Giraffe around these parts who has lost his mind. Out of nowhere he starts up with the trash talk: Vikings are gonna stomp the Cowboys. One wonders what this Giraffe has been smoking, or eating, or popping. Maybe with his head being way up there, there's a little bit of oxygen deprivation going on. I'm a little worried. No one, or thing, in his right mind would make such an insanely ridiculous outlandish statement. But there you have it.

Anyone willing to help poor Giraffe regain his senses is certainly welcome to try. The shock of the reality facing him on Sunday might be too hard for him to take if he isn't first prepared for it.

The Dallas Cowboys will give the Minnesota Vikings such a whoopin' that the Viqueens will be crying like little girls by the end of the game. I can't discuss the details of how it will all go down because my vibes haven't started vibing yet (and I don't know diddly squat about football) but I did want to post this so that we may reach out to our dear, insane Giraffe as soon as possible. D-Day will be here before you know it, then it will be too late.

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Difster ~

Oh Taylor, I'm so sorry that you've gone completely and possibly incurably loca.

Just about this time tomorrow, when your illusions have been shattered and your delusions have been exposed to the cold, hard light of truth, there may be hope for your recovery.

I feel sorry for you that you live in such a state of mind that you must resort to publicly embarrassing yourself.

Please understand, we're not angry about your thoughts on this matter, we realize that you are no longer in control of your ability to observe reality.

I only hope that you will some day recover from your condition and attempt to lead a normal life, free of such lies and nonsense.

Jan 16, 2010 21:24

Taylor ~

I see the sickness has claimed yet another victim. So very sad. It feels like a tiny little tear is welling up inside my tear gland even as I type this comment...

Jan 16, 2010 21:39

Res Ipsa ~

Taylor,

Great pic. Funny post.

Jan 16, 2010 21:56

Taylor ~

Funny?! This is serious bidness! Have you ever seen a Giraffe go into shock? Oh, it's not a pretty sight. And now there are two afflicted, with time running out!

I've done all I can, now it's in God's hands. Pray he sends someone who will know exactly what to say to snap these two back from their delirium.

Jan 16, 2010 22:04

Taylor ~

Res, I had no idea what I was going to write up in this post, but when I saw that picture, I HAD to use it, and it pretty much set the tone for the whole post.

Jan 16, 2010 22:07

Morris ~

Hmmm, this could be interesting.

Pass the popcorn, please..

Heh.

Jan 17, 2010 01:33

Taylor ~

Yes, there could very well be some high drama to be had before it's all over. The clock is running down. Less than 17 hours to go before the Cowboys start kicking some Viking butt.

Jan 17, 2010 01:43

Difster ~

So when is this butt kicking going to start? It's the start of the 2nd Half and it's 17-3. The Cowgirls must just be resting and waiting for the right moment. Yes, that's it.

Don't worry Taylor, help will be available after it's all over. Sometimes you have to hit rock bottom before rebuilding can begin.

Jan 17, 2010 19:46

bob k. mando ~

Have you ever seen a Giraffe go into shock?

this wouldn't resemble a large myotonic goat, would it?

Jan 17, 2010 21:40

farmer Tom ~

Taylor,

May I make a humble suggestion?

Go on vacation, don't take a computer with you,

return to comment here, in, oh say, two or three weeks,

have a nice vacation, best wishes,

Jan 17, 2010 21:43

Taylor ~

Yeah, yeah, yeah...

Fine. I stuck with my team, and got kicked in the teeth.

Jan 17, 2010 22:47

Taylor ~

Oi, it was such a ridiculous loss. Not even one TD, not even close. There is no returning to the glory days as I had hoped there would be.

It was more wishful thinking than reality. Yes, I was delusional, looking back on it. It's still Wade Phillips, it's still Tony Romo. Their combined IQ wouldn't boil water.

Jan 17, 2010 22:51

Taylor ~

I see that I shall have to eat large quantities of crow.

Jan 17, 2010 22:55

Giraffe ~

What a lovely picture of me. I've been away from the internet till now.

It's OK Taylor. We still love you. We'll make allowances for craziness. I am not sure how to handle your rooting for the Cowboys, so I'll just try to overlook it.

Anyhow, I fear the Vikings will get theirs next week.

Jan 18, 2010 14:53

Taylor ~

A whole post in your honor and you don't even show up for it. And that's an adorable picture.

Oh, I am crazy. I admit it. I was desperately looking a little ray of hope in these dark times, a glimmer of the good old days when the USA was still red, white and blue instead of just red. The Cowboys broke me heart.

I hope the Saints march all over the Vikings!

Jan 18, 2010 16:54

AJW308 ~

I hate the Vikings as much as any Packer Backer, though I do find myself watching and rooting for a team I call the Purple Farves. That being said, I expected Dallas to win yesterday.

Through the first quarter, I thought Dallas had the momentum and was going to punish the Purple Farves for having the insolence to score on them. Instead I watched a team of athletes work together to beat a talented group of guys.

Though I still can't break myself of the habit of thinking "NOOOoooo!!" every time I hear the announcers say that the Vikings have scored.

Jan 18, 2010 17:25

Taylor ~

Hey, I have one person on my side!

Yeah, the beginning didn't even hint at the eventual miserable outcome. I thought Dallas started out strong, moving the ball well - that it would at least be a contest. But nooooo.

You know, as little as I know about football, I don't think I was wrong about Romo not being able to come back from behind. He's fine if they score first. Then if the defense can hold the offense, keeping Dallas in front, he'll have the confidence to score again. But put a little pressure on him, and he goes all special olympics.

I just don't think Romo has the mental control and ability to focus in an adverse situation. He'll never wear a Super Bowl ring. Never.

Jan 18, 2010 18:06

Giraffe ~

I think the game would have turned out very differently if the Vikes had been unable to pressure Romo the homo like they did. The pass defense was looking very soft.

Jan 18, 2010 19:59

Taylor ~

If, if, if...

No point in crying over spilled Cowboys. At least there's no more chance for suffering or making a complete fool of myself.

Jan 19, 2010 01:42

Thursday, December 31, 2009

Happy 2010 To Everyone

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Morris ~

Happy New Year, Taylor.

May the Lord bless you during this year.

Jan 01, 2010 12:17

Taylor ~

It's Morris, the Sane Aussie! It's good to see you around here, it's been a long time. What a nice way to start off 2010. Thank you, Morris.

Jan 01, 2010 18:38

WaterBoy ~

Happy New Year, Taylor!

Hope you get to take that Fall color tour this year.

Jan 04, 2010 02:49

Taylor ~

Hello, WaterBoy, and a most happy 2010 to you! I think there are a lot of changes coming my way this year. We shall see what's in store, but I'm not going to make any predictions as every time I try to predict even my own life, an unexpected event trips up my plans.

Jan 04, 2010 04:30

AJW308 ~

Taylor, thank you for the good will.

May God continue to bless you and keep you safe through the coming year.

Jan 04, 2010 16:29

Taylor ~

Thank you, AJW. I appreciate that.

Jan 04, 2010 16:47

Giraffe ~

Happy new year, Taylor.

Jan 04, 2010 21:30

Taylor ~

Hey, Mr. Giraffe. Thank you. God willing, 2010 will be a good year. Maybe this new decade will be the start of new things for me as well.

I hope the year has gotten off to a good start for you, Giraffe.

Jan 05, 2010 01:04

Difster ~

Feliz Año!!!!!

May each year be better than the rest!

Jan 05, 2010 04:28

Taylor ~

Hola, Señor Difster!

Thank you. Yes, we always have hope for good things to come. And why shouldn't we? We have an awesome God who knows the number of hairs on our head, and our Lord who is always with us.

Jan 05, 2010 06:48

EN ~

Life is good, even if it gets tough. Here's to life and a new year.

Jan 05, 2010 16:07

Res Ipsa ~

Taylor,

May you have a wonderful new year.

Jan 05, 2010 20:44

Taylor ~

Life is good, even if it gets tough. Here's to life and a new year. Even IF? You mean "even when", don't you? But I know what you mean. Yes, a new year. Who knows what it will bring to each of us.

Jan 06, 2010 04:08

Taylor ~

Thank you, Mr. Res. I think I am going to try to have a wonderful year, and I pray God will show me how.

Jan 06, 2010 05:38

MendoScot ~

Sorry that I missed las fiestas con Taylor, we were travelling and not online much.

All the best to you and yours in 2010, Taylor.

Cariños desde Mendoza.

Jan 08, 2010 16:18

Taylor ~

Hey, I didn't see you there, MendoScot! Thank you.

Oh, there was nothing to miss here. You were much better off traveling with the family than hanging out online with us bloggers.

May 2010 be a good year for you and your family there in Mendoza.

Les mando cariños desde Dallas, Texas - dónde nos estan congelando las nalgas !

Jan 09, 2010 18:58

Jamie R ~

I fell asleep at 9 PM and slept right through all the fireworks and stuff being let off. Didn't give a crap either, ah ageing.

Jan 10, 2010 09:55

Taylor ~

And here's the Mad Aussie!

It's wise not to give a crap about things that don't mean anything - like how one spends one's evening on Dec 31.

I hope 2010 will bring good things to you, Jamie.

Jan 10, 2010 19:49

Jamie R ~

I expect it to, you know if you got on Facebook you could see the journey. You've already missed all the pictures from Canada and the USA and my take on the picture stories. And all the other stuff going on Down Under.

Jan 11, 2010 07:09

Taylor ~

I'd like to see all that! You have a blog, you know. I follow that and have enjoyed your posts about your trip, I also subscribe to your youtube videos, too.

You're asking too much to expect me to run with that Facebook herd. No, I won't do it. I don't think. Maybe. I'll have to think about it. OK. Fine. I'll join, but just to see your stuff. I have no interest in socializing. So, once I join, I have to beg you to be my friend, then, if I'm lucky, you will allow me to see your stuff? Oi. I hate that crap.

I'm messing with an ex-boyfriend on twitter. Heh. I follow him, and he obviously knows it. Though I've never directed any tweets to him, I will make comments that are obviously responses to his comments. And it gets to him. Oi. He's such a weenie, he deserves it. And he's a doctor, newly married, with a baby, but he whines like a baby himself.

I almost had regrets about breaking up with him, but it's obvious why I did - it could have never worked out.

Jan 11, 2010 17:33

Taylor ~

OK, it's done. I added you as a friend. Now I guess you have to wave your magic wand so that I may be allowed entry into your magical facebook kingdom.

I like that profile photo of you and Sarah on the basketball court.

Jan 11, 2010 19:47

JD Curtis ~

Saludos Taylor. I hope all is well with you.

Damn Cowboys. I was expecting it though.

Abrazos

Jan 12, 2010 01:46

Taylor ~

Hola, JD.

Yeah, these days it must be as hard being an Eagles fan as it is fun being a Cowboys fan. Most people did not expect the Eagles would get dominated like that again.

I'm doing OK. I hope your 2010 has started out good and gets even better.

Abrazos a vos tambien, JD.

Jan 12, 2010 02:45

Giraffe ~

Vikings are gonna stomp the Cowboys.

Jan 13, 2010 20:26

Taylor ~

You wanna start, eh? That's fine with me. I'm ready to rumble.

Stomping, you say. I see. I shall have to devote an entire post to this subject... You have been warned.

Jan 14, 2010 00:56

Giraffe ~

Bring it sister.

Jan 14, 2010 20:03

Taylor ~

Oh, I will, brother.

Just not yet! :)

Jan 15, 2010 17:46

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Simply Beautiful

Trees
By Joyce Kilmer

I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.

A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast;

A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;

A tree that may in Summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;

Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.

Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.

Trees are magnificent things. The neighborhood where I live has many big, tall trees and all kinds of greenery, but on a recent trip to an old part of Dallas, I was dumbstruck by all the old giants that soared over the residential homes that were nestled amongst them. I kicked my puny oak tree when I got home. Not really. It's a beautiful, big oak tree.

I love trees in all seasons, even after winter rains and winds have stripped them of all their foliage. As the world becomes darker and uglier, the beauty in little, everyday things becomes more appealing to me.

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EN ~

Beautiful they are. I live in an old neighborhood with many oaks, dogwoods and Japanese Maples. This time of year is the proverbial "riot of color". Then there's the vineyard on the hill down the street. The affect of looking out across the hills and seeing all this red, yellow, greens and earth, is something not to be missed.

Dec 02, 2009 20:30

Taylor ~

That sounds lovely, EN. I can only imagine the scenery in your neck of the woods, which has so much natural beauty. I've been to California several times, but never made it that far North.

Dec 02, 2009 22:40

WaterBoy ~

Probably my favorite poem, one of only a few I can even stomach. Beautiful picture accompanying it, too. Thanks for the exceptional afternoon pick-me-up.

One of the things I miss most about living in the northern tier of this country is the magnificent color change in the fall. Here in the Colorado Rockies, there is less variety in the foliage where the deciduous trees are mostly aspen. It's still a great trip driving up into the mountains on those narrow, unpaved roads through the rocky wilderness, but just not as colorful.

Dec 03, 2009 21:52

Taylor ~

My aunt told me of the amazing Fall colors she saw when she and her husband went to visit his hometown and family in Michigan. She said it was like the trees were on fire. That's what you're talking about.

I forgot about the Aspens. My sister lives in Arizona and when I visit we'll take a drive up to Flagstaff for some sightseeing of the mountains and snow. The Aspens are beautiful.

Dec 04, 2009 00:47

WaterBoy ~

It's a full-blown phenomenon amongst some people. They'll mix a long drive with a couple stops to visit area wineries and cider mills along the way.

Here's a little sample:

Fall begins Golden fire Colors of the rainbow

Dec 04, 2009 03:30

WaterBoy ~

(cont'd)

Rainbow II A little side trip Best for last

Dec 04, 2009 03:30

Taylor ~

Poor Big Sam. Yeah, trees are beautiful but they can be deadly if they fall on you. But wood is awesome.

Thanks for those pics.

It's like nature's big finale at the end of the show, setting off the fireworks. Then it goes to sleep.

I never tire of the beauty in nature.

Dec 04, 2009 04:26

WaterBoy ~

"It's like nature's big finale at the end of the show, setting off the fireworks. Then it goes to sleep."

Well put.

Dec 04, 2009 04:50

bob k. mando ~

don't kick your poor oak tree.

water and fertilize it ... and wait.

patience, grasshopper.

Dec 05, 2009 17:34

Taylor ~

Heh. I was only joking. My oak is big, only not as tall as those 100 year old trees. Right now its leaves are a red that can't be closely compared to any other red.

I've never watered or fertilized it. It must have one heck of a root system, tapping into waters way down there. Droughts don't faze it in the least. It's an amazing design that maintains that gigantic amount of living matter.

Dec 05, 2009 18:07

bob k. mando ~

Heh. I was only joking.

but of course.

however, what humor value could i have gotten out of this if i had only read you figuratively?

Dec 08, 2009 07:56

Res Ipsa ~

Nice post.

When we were first married Mrs Ipsa and I took a color tour of the NE. It was great.

Dec 16, 2009 02:25

AJW308 ~

Taylor, We've had a day of fog, then it turned cold(er). All the trees here have 1/2" of hoarfrost on them. They seem to absorb stress as well as sound. To me, the most peaceful place in the world is a forest lost in winter.

Dec 18, 2009 16:24

Taylor ~

When we were first married Mrs Ipsa and I took a color tour of the NE. It was great.

I've always wanted to do that, but have yet to actually plan it. It's the long car trip thing - being cooped up in a car too long is rather unpleasant for me. Now, if I was traveling in one of those really nice huge motorhomes, where I could walk around, have a glass of wine, prepare a meal, and sleep, without first having to stop at some strange place and deal with strangers, I'd go for it.

Dec 19, 2009 18:32

Taylor ~

To me, the most peaceful place in the world is a forest lost in winter.

I know exactly how you feel. Some of the fondest memories from my childhood are of riding my horse through a quiet, dead still forest on a sunny but frigid winter day, stopping at those cozy little nooks of sunshine blocked off from the biting wind to soak up a little warmth.

Of course, all that peace and tranquility instantly vanishes when your high-strung horsie imagines a long, thin branch lying on the ground to be a dreaded snake, causing her to immediately and without warning leap into the air like a gazelle... Heh. Great times.

Dec 19, 2009 19:35

Arielle ~

As the world becomes darker and uglier, the beauty in little, everyday things becomes more appealing to me.

Me, too.

Dec 21, 2009 13:54

Res Ipsa ~

Taylor,

Go anyway. Make a plan and take the trip. You can save some driving and get a flight and rent a car. As for hotels, either do what I do. Stay in the cheapest thing available because you're not going to sleep all that well, or make it a B&B tour. The B&B's are going to be more expensive that time of year but it may well be worth it.

Dec 21, 2009 19:33

Taylor ~

Hi, Arielle!

We're probably not alone. I imagine that the blatant corruption and in-your-face vileness of today's world leaves decent people to seek respite wherever it can still be found.

Dec 21, 2009 19:43

Taylor ~

It just occurred to me that what would be even better is to make it a kind of camping/car trip. I don't know what sort of camping facilities are available in those parts, but I'd go for that. Your tent, food and all your gear are in the car as you drive wherever you please, then you find a nice campground and set up your tent, cook the meal, drink your brandy, etc... Yeah, I could go for that.

Dec 21, 2009 19:49

Res Ipsa ~

We did some camping when we went. I remember that some of the camp grounds had nice facilities and showers.

Dec 22, 2009 07:43

AXCrom ~

I do miss the colors changing here in Houston, the trees simply go from green to brown, usually over a weekend.

I took my wife (who was born in Houston) to Missouri last fall to see some friends of mine and she was astonished at the beautiful colors we saw, the vibrant reds and yellows and oranges that painted the mountainsides. The Ozarks are something to see in the fall.

Dec 24, 2009 14:02

EN ~

Just wanted to wish you a personal Merry Christmas Miss Taylor. Here's hoping your life shines as bright as your usually unseen heart.

Dec 24, 2009 16:18

Taylor ~

I do miss the colors changing here in Houston, the trees simply go from green to brown, usually over a weekend.

That's no fun at all. Dallas isn't that far from you guys, but there's a quite a difference in our climates. Houston's climate is very similar to that of Buenos Aires, where I was born. Now that I think about it, there's no burst of color in the Fall there either.

Dec 26, 2009 01:23

Taylor ~

The kindness we receive is a gift. Your kind thoughts here are just the same. Thank you, EN and Merry Christmas to you.

I hope your life shines brightly as well, EN. May you and yours be blessed.

Dec 26, 2009 02:57

Saturday, October 10, 2009

China Gets Hummer From US

I'm quite sure that upon hearing this story, I am not the only one who immediately considered the sordid double entendre. It is too obvious to not have it come to one's mind. Sadly, its meaning is actually the more pathetically realistic one - well deserved though it may be. The economically and spiritually ravaged USA has been reduced to turning cheap tricks for Chinese businessmen.

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farmer Tom ~

Since I am naive, I have to admit that I do not know what the double entrendre is. I assume it must be something sexual from the last sentence, but I've never heard the term related to any sex act I know of.

Oct 11, 2009 02:59

Difster ~

It's another word for blow job Farmer Tom.

Taylor, we've been blowing China for years. My I could get so metaphorically graphic here. Yikes. I shall refrain.

Oct 11, 2009 03:38

Taylor ~

Farmer Tom, I only picked up on this meaning of the word from the same blogs we both peruse. Evidently, you weren't paying attention. :)

Oct 11, 2009 18:50

AJW308 ~

I'm with Taylor. The things I've learned in this little corner of the blogosphere cover the full spectrum, though I didn't pick up on the second meaning through my disdain.

Oct 12, 2009 17:07

toothy ~

You are missed over at Vox's place, just FYI.

Hope you and yours are well.

Oct 16, 2009 19:24

toothy ~

I guess I should mention that was directed to taylor, but you other guys are slacking too!!

Oct 16, 2009 19:25

Taylor ~

Thank you, toothy. It's always good to know that one is missed. Of course, a big mouth like mine can hardly not be missed...

Me and mine are doing well. Breathing, shelter, food - got all the basics covered. I can't complain and I don't, much.

Oct 16, 2009 22:51

Giraffe ~

I think I'll go home and ask the Mrs. for a double entendre.

Oct 16, 2009 22:52

Taylor ~

Heh.

With you being a Giraffe and all, I could come up with a few responses here, but I don't want to go there.

On to more polite matters... Congratulations to you and your wife for a second baby on the way. Wow. Two little ones must be such a handful. But this time you'll be experienced.

Oct 16, 2009 23:15

Giraffe ~

Well, Farmer Tom asked what a double entendre was, and Difster told him it was a blow job.

Oct 16, 2009 23:22

Giraffe ~

And thanks.

Oct 16, 2009 23:23

Taylor ~

Giraffe, you've hit on the triple entendre.

Oct 16, 2009 23:29

Taylor ~

Or is that a double double entendre? In which case it could be an entendre squared.

Oct 16, 2009 23:33

Difster ~

Farmer Tom said he didn't know what THE double entendre was, not that he didn't know what A double entendre was. I took it to mean that he didn't know the double meaning of a hummer.

Oct 18, 2009 04:39

AXCrom formerly Crom ~

I recently asked about you over at Vox's as to why you weren't posting anymore and I did not see a response...

I for one miss your acerbic wit and I hope you return to not suffer fools gladly more often. Yours is a unique perspective and while I don't believe that you and I have ever directly spoken to one another, you are missed.

Oct 20, 2009 01:55

Taylor ~

We are pulling your leg, Difsta dude.

And just where did YOU pick up on the meaning of this word? Hmmm? I was an innocent bystander.

Oct 20, 2009 02:29

Taylor ~

Hello, AXCrom. We have spoken to one another before, on this blog, I believe. You're in Texas, right? If not, then you're not the blogger I was thinking about, but I am very familiar with your handle as you're a regular at Vox's.

I didn't realize that unabashed hatred for all things vile and evil was a unique perspective. Heh.

Thanks, Crom, I appreciate your stopping by.

Oct 20, 2009 03:07

AXCrom formerly Crom ~

I am the Crom from over at Vox's, I changed my handle to something unique since it was hijacked by an atheist asshat over there recently.

I am in TX, and I do check your blog occasionally - I don't remember commenting but it's likely that I did at some point. Anyway, glad to see you are still around and hope to read more of your stuff in the future.

Oct 20, 2009 16:12

MendoScot ~

I guess I'll have to give up using "ho hum" for possible misunderstandings.

And I will manfully resist making comments about how you parked your Hummer.

Oct 20, 2009 18:02

bob k. mando ~

music to sell your automotive division by: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RwEkagPTPKw

Oct 20, 2009 19:21

EN ~

Bob, that was sooooo gay. It was very cruel, and downright painful, of you to post that video. I must ask. How did you know it was there? You're under suspicion as of now.

Oct 20, 2009 21:56

bob k. mando ~

Bob, that was sooooo gay.

maybe so, but not near as gay as soccer: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Sqv8UJc72SU

How did you know it was there?

i didn't know it was there. i was trying to google songs with humming in them and that was the best i could come up with. pulling up Indian music with "Hum" in the title gets tiresome after a while.

i'm pretty sure the Chad Mitchell Trio has some stuff with real humming, but i can't find anything on youtube and i don't have my cd collection to hand so i can't look for myself. i think maybe "Hang on the bell, Nellie" from Mighty Day on Campus. probably some other stuff as well. "Moscow Nights"?

now, which scares you more; that i have Chad Mitchell Trio cd's or that i can find that ... whatever it was?

You're under suspicion as of now.

muwahahahahahahahaha.

*rubs hands together*

because making you nervous is all part of my dastardly plan. i will continue with these small steps to earn your trust .......

darn it, screwed up again.

Oct 21, 2009 02:31

Res Ipsa ~

"Of course, a big mouth like mine can hardly not be missed..."

"But this time you'll be experienced."

This blog used to be much more family friendly and not nearly as tongue in check...

Nov 09, 2009 17:04

Taylor ~

??? Neither of those statements were said tongue in cheek. Both were perfectly straightforward and stated within a family friendly context.

I am very surprised you would see it otherwise, Res.

Nov 10, 2009 01:22

Res Ipsa ~

"I am very surprised you would see it otherwise, Res."

No your not. :)

I'm sticking to the double entrendre theme and getting the most mileage from it.

Nov 10, 2009 05:08

Taylor ~

So, now I'm a liar AND I have a dirty mind.

That's nice.

Nov 10, 2009 12:05

Res Ipsa ~

Taylor,

???

I've been working the last couple of days. I just checked in.

No offense was meant.

Please reread my remarks from the point of view of MY milking the double entrendre theme by misconstruing and changing the context of your innocent comments.

Now are you surprised that I said it? I was having a little fun in slightly bad taste.

Nov 12, 2009 05:47

EN ~

"I was having a little fun in slightly bad taste."

Was the bad taste in your mouth? OK, I'm going now.

Nov 19, 2009 18:02

Taylor ~

I need to put up a new post...

Nov 19, 2009 19:51

EN ~

A new post would be good. At heart I'm (still) a childish 13 years old. All the reverence and respect to you personally, but I still grin every single time I read the title of this post.

Nov 19, 2009 20:28

WaterBoy ~

Now, Taylor...you've known most of your commenters long enough to know what kind of response you were likely to get from them.

Mission Accomplished 8)

Nov 20, 2009 16:44

Taylor ~

I didn't consider the shenanigans factor inherent in this post.

Nov 21, 2009 00:56

Monday, August 31, 2009

August "Wrap Up"

August has come and gone without a single post from me. I want to get something in here before it is officially over. Let's see... Oh, I burned a good part of my torso yesterday - not seriously, but it was red and really smarted for a good while. Burns, even minor ones, cause so much pain. It was a freaky little accident, quite unforeseeable really. This was a first, and last, as I usually learn my lesson from these mishaps. Unfortunately, there seems to be no limit to the ways I find to do stupid things that put me in bodily danger.

I was on my way to visit Cousin at his shop and decided to take everything for a mate. So, I got out the handy-dandy pump action Nissan thermos, then partially filled it with boiling water to rinse it out. I closed the top and had just begun to shake it a little to get the boiling water all around the inside, when, instantly, the boiling water exploded out the spigot and all over me. It kept spewing out that water like it was possessed! I jumped back but it was too late. The damage had been done. I immediately put ice water all over the area to stop the burning, then covered it all in white sugar and wrapped myself with an ankle bandage to keep the sugar in place. It's all gone now and good as new. That's the sweetest I've been in a long time.

Here's the month of August in history:

1 The first U.S. Census is completed. There are four million people in the U.S. in 1790.

2 Wild Bill Hickock is killed during a poker game. He was holding a "Dead Man's Hand", two pair aces and 8's. (1876)

3 The Nautilus, a nuclear powered submarine is the first submarine to cross the North Pole under water. (1958)

4 Champagne is invented by Dom Perignon. (1693) I'll drink to that!

5 Little Orphan Annie comic strip debuts. (1924)

6 Murderer John Hart is the first person to be executed in an electric chair (1890)

6 Baseball pitching legend Cy Young pitches his first his first game, a win. (1890)

6 The Atom bomb is dropped on Hiroshima, Japan by the U.S. (1945)

7 The "Order of the Purple Heart" is created by President George Washington (1782)

7 Through an Act of Congress, the Federal Goverment takes over the creation and maintenance of the nations' lighthouses. (1789)

8 The Daughters of the American Revolution organization is created. (1890)

8 The USSR finally declares war against Japan. (1945)

9 Animated cartoon Dizzy Dishes premieres, with new star Betty Boop! (1930)

9 President Richard M. Nixon becomes the first and only president to resign while in office (1974)

10 The village of Chicago is incorporated. (1833)

10 "Smile, You're on Candid Camera". Allen Funt's wildly popular show debuts. (1948)

11 The Beatles begin their last US concert tour. (1966)

12 US annexes Hawaii. (1898)

13 Spanish defeat the Aztecs Indians and conquerors Mexico City. (1521)

14 Japan surrenders, ending World War II. (1945)

14 Get a whiff of this...the Whiffle Ball was patented on this day. (1953)

15 The Panama Canal is opened. (1914)

16 Gold is discovered in the Klondike. (1896)

17 Construction is started on the Berlin Wall. (1961)

18 The 1,000 Islands bridge, connecting the US and Canada is dedicated by President Franklin D. Roosevelt. (1938)

19 Indianapolis Speedway holds it's first auto race (1909)

20 The Civil War is formally declared to be over by President Andrew Johnson. (1866)

21 Venetian blinds are patented. (1841)

21 Hawaii becomes the 50th state. (1959)

22 The Mona Lisa is stolen from the Louvre (1911)

23 The first picture of Earth from the moon is taken by Lunar Orbiter 1. (1966)

24 The infamous Mount Vesuvius eruption buries the city of Pompeii. (79)

24 The Waffle Iron is patented by Cornelius Swarthout of Troy, New York. (1869)

25 Ivan the Terrible, the first Tsar of Russia was born. (1530)

25 Amelia Earhart completes her trans-continental flight. (1932)

26 Julius Caesar's Roman army invades Brittain (55 BC)

26 U.S. Congress passes the 19th Amendment to the Constitution, granting women the right to vote. (1920)

27 The island volcano of Krakatoa in Indonesia erupts. It was heard over 3,000 miles away and was one of the biggest natural disasters ever recorded. (1886)

28 Senator Thurmond begins a 24 hour filibuster against the Civil Rights Bill. (1957)

29 Walt Disney's Mary Poppins is released. (1964)

30 The Late Show with David Letterman premieres on CBS. (1993)

31 Heavy weight champion Rocky Marciano dies in a plane crash near Newton, Iowa. (1964)

I guess with all the crap that happens in this world, I should consider myself lucky to have gotten through August with just a red tummy.

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Archived Comments

Difster ~

FIRST!

I haven't been blogging much either. Most of my spewing is done on Facebook as of late.

It took me a moment to figure out you meant mah-tay, not a life partner. I knew you didn't mean that you were going to mate with your cousin. And I was a bit puzzled how a thermos constitutes necessary gear for a mate.

I'm a little slow sometimes.

Sep 01, 2009 05:07

Jamie R ~

I see stuff that can burn you is still a terrorist threat in your every day tasks.

Sep 01, 2009 10:49

Taylor ~

It took me a moment to figure out you meant mah-tay

I imagine most people wouldn't automatically pick up on that. And that pronunciation would make you sound like such a gringo! Heh. It's mah-te - the e as in egg. All e's are always pronounced that way. Vowels in Spanish have one and only one pronunciation.

Sep 01, 2009 15:23

Taylor ~

I see stuff that can burn you is still a terrorist threat in your every day tasks.

I figured you'd be amused by that, recalling past incidents. I really am not a klutz, but stuff like that does seem to happen to me. It's a good thing I heal fast.

Sep 01, 2009 15:44

Athor Pel ~

I hope you figured out why the hot water spewed out and will not do it again.

Things can go the other way as well. A container that is hot inside being cooled off too quickly while sealed.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h5l0K62n8B4

Sep 02, 2009 05:14

Taylor ~

Well hello, Mr. Pel.

I figured I was the victim of physics gone wild - just like that tank. Geez. That's a pretty awesome force. I wish our politicians had the same properties. Unfortunately, they will never lack for hot air to offset the external pressure...

Sep 02, 2009 23:36

AJW308 ~

I hang with a bunch of Brits on the net. Mates and fags are standard fare with them.

I've always pictured you that sweet, just not with fools, morons, or imbeciles.

I do have an Argentina question: I've been told that insults are part of the accepted social fabric. For example a guy would introduce his friend "This is Mike, the ugliest guy I know" or "This is Sue, the easiest slut in town" and everyone would laugh, knowing it was a joke. Is this true?

Sep 03, 2009 16:38

Taylor ~

I've always pictured you that sweet, just not with fools, morons, or imbeciles.

Thank you, AJW. And don't forget liberals. I do not suffer liberal sons of bitches.

I do have an Argentina question: I've been told that insults are part of the accepted social fabric.

Yeah, that's true, and generally associated with Porteños, those of us from the port city of Buenos Aires. We will insult anyone and everyone, and have the dirtiest mouths in the Southern hemisphere - maybe Northern too. It is not a social fabric for the timid.

Sep 03, 2009 19:24

AJW308 ~

Sounds like a fun place to visit.

And I'm sorry for forgetting liberals, though it's kind of implied by 'fools, moron, and imbeciles.'

Sep 04, 2009 16:47

Res Ipsa ~

Here I was hoping the belly burn was caused by the sun, as part of your effort to give us a good euro-tan pic to help us morn the end of summer. ;)

Sep 11, 2009 02:02

EN ~

Was wondering what happened to you? Glad to read your still around. Hope all is well.

Sep 15, 2009 15:21

Taylor ~

Nice to hear from you, EN. All is OK, not bad, eh, I guess the best that can be expected living through the fall of Western civilization.

A string of rainy and cooler days has been a wonderful change from summer's oppressive heat.

It may surprise and disappoint Res to know that here in Texas we don't mourn the end of summer in any way, shape or form. We dance for joy - fully clothed... :)

You wouldn't relate to that either, being in northern CA.

Sep 15, 2009 16:36

EN ~

I like fall quite a lot. Winter? Not so much. It's in the mid 80s and dry here. but it will be back in the 100s by next week. Winter won't arrive until after Thanksgiving. I'll wait here for it.

As for the fall of Western Civilization, what the hell? Wasn't doin' much else of any real value. Besides, it has already fallen and we missed it.

Sep 15, 2009 21:06

Taylor ~

Feeling the fall weather in the air always makes me happy. We're done with the 100s for the year. I didn't realize you guys got that hot over there.

Already fallen? Well, I suppose a man who is free-falling could be said to be already fallen. That inevitable recontact with terra firma is the real doozy and I think we have yet to witness that.

Sep 16, 2009 02:45

Doh-San ~

Interesting stuff. One small correction though: the Berlin Wall was begun in the night of 12-13 Aug 1961, not the 17th.

Sep 23, 2009 09:15

Taylor ~

Hello, Mr. Doh-San. Thank you for that correction. There is usually some error in these "factoids". People can be so sloppy with details. When it's very important, I never take anyone's word on anything and will look it up - unless I know the person is a stickler for details. It tends to irritate them, but that's too bad. I have been given flat out wrong information on too many occasions and automatically assumed it was correct. And I really feel bad if I then pass on that wrong information to someone else.

Hmmmm. I'll have to look up this date now...

Sep 24, 2009 02:32

Taylor ~

Hey, that question about the Berlin Wall was just now on Jeopardy! And Doh-San is correct.

Sep 24, 2009 17:11

JD Curtis ~

And you put sugar on it?! That's a new one on me ;-)

Sep 29, 2009 20:39

Taylor ~

It works. Plain white sugar. I guess the reason sugar is so hard on your internal organs is the same reason it's good for burned tissue - it's a pure chemical, sucrose, very bio available to the damaged tissues. I have no idea what the exact mechanism is, but I assume that somehow sugar enables the tissues to repair themselves much faster than they could otherwise.

Sep 30, 2009 02:00

Professor Hale ~

TIme to do your Sept monthly rollup.

Oct 01, 2009 17:08

Taylor ~

I know! My little brain is always coming up with things that I could blog about, but this newly acquired ADD doesn't allow me to sit still and concentrate long enough to write it down. Alas. Such a loss to humanity. :) Seriously. I've got a lot of things bouncing around in here.

Oct 01, 2009 18:26

bob k. mando ~

http://www.timesdaily.com/article/20090217/ARTICLES/902170327?Title=Taylor-s-Law-to-be-introduced

Oct 04, 2009 16:34

Taylor ~

Ha! Good. Teenagers aren't human. They shouldn't drive at all. As I've often said, teenagers should be shipped to an island and not allowed to return to civilization (such as it is) until they turn 20. But when I recently told this to an acquaintance, she made a very good point that they'd probably build a ship and come back to kill us all. Heh.

Like a reformed alcoholic, I may be over-reacting to those terrible teens. I was an unusually terrible one.

Oct 04, 2009 17:11

bob k. mando ~

really? i had thought it was merely amusing.

now i find out that Taylor is the acknowledged queen of Alabama. *raise eyebrow*

Oct 05, 2009 01:11

Taylor ~

Queen of Alabama? That's one hell of an insult.

Oct 05, 2009 18:59

bob k. mando ~

heh, even southerners fall prey to the anti-south bias.

would you prefer "Queen of Memphis" or is that still to far south?

http://www.clevver.com/music/video/199796/confederate-railroad-queen-of-memphis-music-video.html

Oct 05, 2009 22:36

Taylor ~

It's Queen of Texas or nothing.

And playing that country music in my presence would be just beggin' for a beheadin'. In fact that would be my saying, "You're beggin for a beheadin', ain't ya?"

Oct 06, 2009 01:05

bob k. mando ~

saucy wench, behave yourself or i shall "gone to TX" and tweak your tender midriff. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Dr_John_Zoidberg.png

if i had been trying to insult you, i'd have called you "Queen of the Republik of Kalifornia" or some such thing.

and as far as the country goes, my musical tastes are ... erm, ahem, ... "well rounded"? http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NYhsKsMtb8Y

Oct 06, 2009 04:07

Taylor ~

I have never had my tender midriff tweaked. And I am not about to start - most especially by the likes of someone who would listen to that migraine music. Good God. I managed to listen to 29 seconds of that before my neurons began writhing in agony.

That Zoidberg guy reminds me of the Ood from Dr. Who.

Oh, to be Queen of the Republik of Kalifornia... The illegal Mexicans couldn't run back to Mehico fast enough. The liberals would be tripping over themselves to cross flyover country. The faggots and the hippies... It would be a slaughterfest. Taylor the Terrible would clean house.

Oct 06, 2009 17:45

bob k. mando ~

Good God. I managed to listen to 29 seconds of that before my neurons began writhing in agony.

as i said, my musical tastes are "well rounded" ( others may prefer "indiscriminate" ). perhaps my Nina Simone, Robin Trower or Moody Blues cd's would be more your speed.

regardless, Marty Robbins is some good music. that he was a racer is just icing.

That Zoidberg guy reminds me of the Ood from Dr. Who.

i do not understand where these unauthorized photographs of me are coming from. ;_;

The illegal Mexicans couldn't run back to Mehico fast enough.

because there are no illegals in Texas....

heh.

i eagerly await news of the next iteration of the "Taylor Law".

perhaps you will start taking your pistol with you in the car? http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_wMa_t5cBgY

( more agony writhing ensues )

Oct 06, 2009 19:19

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