We had an old school slip and slide. It came from the slip and slide folks, but there was no little bumper thingy on the end...you usually ended up sailing through yards of grass (both yard and yard meant here) once it had been used enough. It was held in place by metal, kind of like unstapled staples that you pushed into the ground. As these wore out or got lost, we took to holding the end down with bricks.

But, we lived. Until we got the Jarts out.

Ah, yes - thank you!
Ours too was the very basic version. It helped that our back garden had an incline. The main problem was that the garden was only slightly longer than the Slide Away! Dad used an old piece of carpet rolled up to help with the inevitable momentum induced injuries.

Our friends were SO jealous! But as with a number of childhood toys, when they were bought one it never actually lived up to their expectations. Firstly the incline and the abrupt end did make it more exciting and elicited more screams. Secondly there were three of us and our next door neighbour even before anyone came round, so there was always a queue and subsequent excitment. And thirdly (blowing my own trumpet) I always planned additional games and rules and special events around the basic thrill of just sliding down a piece of wet plastic.

Happy days.

i cant even begin to explain the lack of interest i have in reading this thread from scratch.

+1 to Kagen's posts. WHORE ME UP

there's no benefit to reading it from scratch anyway--the posts are meant to be random--that's the point. A place to stick stuff you would like to comment on, but don't necessarily merit an entire thread to themselves.

Whoreing kagen up would definitely have it's thrills but would make me feel too old. Darn it all!!! Can I just take aussie lessons?
:)
I'm here to whore enough myself thank you...


See? Random stuff no one wants to hear about later but is good for your post count. Unlike the "what do you look like rfn" thread. I read that like a novel. (good company for the "get it all out there nsfw" thread)

I'm double posting this, because it's so priceless, and I don't want anyone to miss it. Read it, and weep-- from laughing.

"PEACEFUL CAT COMES IN PEACE," the cat yowled. "WE BE MONITURRIN U."

http://cellar.org/showthread.php?t=16490&page=4

Okay, I did not know this:

Angora wool comes from bunnies.

Ack! I thought it came from goats. No more angora sweaters for me!

It's just creepy wearing bunnies. (shudder)

I worked with a woman who was really creeped out by goats.
Even the mention of them used to make her shudder.

I'm sure she's have been okay wearing bunnies.

US suicide rates-
http://www.suicidology.org/associati...gionsSlide.pdf

Could we get a more serious looking graph for this? What's with the large bubbly font and child-like coloring of the states? I mean, it isn't a map of travel, restaurants, or percentages of people who have traveled to disneyland.... I think it looks inappropriate. Just odd. Well this strikes me as odd, seeing as how there are many ways to shade even a map or indicate statistics without it looking happy, fun, and/or trivial. Move along, enjoy your day!

1) Why do hairdressers always try to give me the haircut they want? I'm the one who will be walking around with it after all.
2) Why do I always let hairdressers browbeat me into having the haircut they want?

Oh I remember. They are always so well groomed and smell so good and don't look all red and blotchy in the mirror like wot I do.

Somehow my simple request to have the back of my hair cut shorter because in the hot weather it gets sweaty has been declined by 3 hairdressers, giving me a mini mullet while the sides grow. They must be seeing such horrible sights of the back of my neck that they want to protect the rest of the world...

Whoring.

Thank you, I just discovered that....It's just way too late.

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gotta go to work. we'll discuss this later. but it does give me a useless idea...

Sorry, gotta break up the party with a SHUSH.

$42.50

for you??? i'll give ya $35

Spam is another good alternative name worth having another kid for. Where's my list damnit -I need to know how many more kids I have to have. Heliotrope was on it, I know......

Oh my god, yogurt-covered pretzels taste so good!

Why was I not notified about this earlier?

What part of Austin are you from?!
Whole Foods covers everything in yogurt.

(and not in the same way that I cover everything in yogurt when I get too excited)

Hmm. I have since looked at the ingredients list and determined that these are really more like frosting-covered pretzels with a little "yogurt powder" thrown in. No wonder they taste good. I'm still leery about yogurt coatings in general.

chocolate covered pretzels are nice.

No. They don't.

You're thinking of soft pretzels with cheese.
Sheesh, good job I'm here to stop you showing yourself up!

Pomegranate gum is horrible.

threads about shitting glass and a strong curiosity are a bad mix.

see you all in 3 weeks, after the surgery

Nope Sundae, I am thinking of those chocolate covered pretzels you used to be able to buy. Can't recall what they were caled but they were great!. Salty pretzels, coated in milk chocolate. Yum.

I remember them.
They were short lived over here!

It was around the same time that two friends of mine bought me a barrel of pretzels for my desk as a birthday present. It came from a cash & carry and must have been 60cm tall. It was the talking point of the office and with help from my colleagues I finally got through it. It was wonderful!

You've inspired me to look for another one! Or at least another source of food to make my desk a must-stop location :) Maybe a big jar of sweets, as I won't be as tempted as my colleagues...

˙˙˙op uɐɔ ı ʇɐɥʍ ʞool ¡ɥoo

Chocolate covered pretzels are my favorites...if you can't get a hold of them, I'd be happy to send some over to either of you :)

Gene Simmons has the worst fucking hair I have ever seen on an human being EVER. In fact, his whole head sucks.

how the fuck did you do that!?

I is witch :D

cool.

ʎǝɐɥ` qnʇ ɟoɹ ʇɥǝ ɟnll ǝɟɟǝɔʇ` ʎon ɥɐʌǝ ʇo ʇʎdǝ qɐɔʞʍɐɹps` lıʞǝ ʇɥıs

ssǝlqooq

does anyone have a calculator?

I've been wondering about the hair, too. I think he keeps it that way because he needs it when he dresses up as the "demon." Who has ponytail-like affair.

His face? he recently had a face-lift, too, but there's only so much you can do to the face you were born with.

I can beat it.
Worst of the worst damn hair.

I scared myself! My poop for the last couple of days has been black.

. . . then I remembered those two pints of blueberries I ate the other day . . .

:D

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my abs are a bit sore from a workout yesterday . . . I took a nap this afternoon . . . and dreamt an intruder sliced my abdomen open with a knife.

Better than the "I'm late for work" dreams, but still . . .

just bought a book on the Gaia theory. will read it at some point

ghey what, Kagen?

wiki it stoopid

[edit]Wikipedia, a large and successful website containing a wide variety of general information articles which may be edited by any user, is stupid.[/edit]

as long as you dont take everything it says as fact then it gives you a good idea of a topic you knew nothing about in the first place

:eek:
I dreamed last night that I went speed dating, as did another woman I work with in the pub (fictional dream character). A colleague of mine came in while we were both working (real person, but in fact lost contact with her years ago) and kept getting calls on her mobile from men who'd been at the speed dating event with us. And then a Vivian Westwood impersonator came in and said a codeword which matched her up with a guy already in the pub and they'd both met at our speed dating.

Myself and the other barmaid were gutted that 1) neither of us had any responses and 2) the people that did were flaunting it in our faces.

At some point I remembered that the event had taken place IN THE DARK so it wasn't even that the other woman was more attractive than me. I decided then and there I'd change the whole way I interacted with people. I stood and thought for a minute on my way through the kitchen, and just as I was ready to go back behind the bar with an amazing new attitude that I realised would change my life... I woke up.

Actually it was a typical early morning dream in that I was only in the shallows of sleep and pretty much know where my mind got all the bits & pieces from.

- I went speed dating in the last few months
- The woman I met and briefly befriended didn't get any dates and neither did I
- The real person in the dream was more attractive than me and I often found when we went out that men hung on her every word and ignored me - didn't help them though - it infuriated her and she was quite rude to them
- There is a blind contestant on Big Brother and I remember thinking that at least he wouldn't be judging the female housemates at face value!
- A customer in the bar on Sunday told us about a restaurant where you dine in the dark (the waiters are blind apparently) and at the time I thought I had heard about a dating in the dark evening***

It all ties in. :3_eyes:

ETA*** It was Dans le Noir and far from being a gimmick, it has a serious point. I am very tempted!

Thousand Island dressing makes an awesome sandwich condiment!

How very whorish - quoting myself!
I was very tempted to treat HM to dinner at Dans Le Noir for my birthday.
Yes, treat him. He doesn't do birthdays. Or eating out. Or treating himself.

But 95% of reviews, professional and public alike have brought up the same complaints about the food and experience. Sadly, I can't even assume these are jaded gourmands. The complaints include slow service, luke-warm food and a very noisy restaurant. My absolute worstest nightmare. I would be completely distraught in a dark restaurant if I was waiting 45 minutes for service - my perception of time is dreadful and 15 minutes by my watch is bad enough if I'm waiting for drinks to be served. Lukewarm food can make me retch, especially as I wouldn't know what it was. And I rely far more than other people on mouth watching and non-verbal cues as my hearing really isn't great.

Silly thing is, I think I'll suggest the all you can eat Chinese as an alternative venue. Well, stick with what you know, right?

but . . . the Vivian Westwood impersonator?

She was a young woman (40s - young for theperson she was supposed to impersonate), strawberry blond with a bob that had been set in 40s curls.
She looked nothing like VW, it was just a dream thang.

Funnily enough she might have represented my ideal.
I love the utilitarian look of the war years, and you have to be ration-thin to wear it well. And I've been considering taking my curlers home this weekend (I can't manage a proper "set" but they give my hair wave & body)

Oh and I think VW won an award recently, or took on a new model or something. People in the news (as in the Cellar) often guest-star. I prefer it to an ex.

Sorry, rambling now.
But in a rambling thread, hey?

hmmm

hmmmm

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