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I did see that blue link to the behind story of it before (a week or a month or 2008, previously), but this was but the first time I clicked, and read it. My procrastination is a lucky curse.
It does seem like a perfect fit to my other encompassing theme. In fact... (hold the phone) |
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That's a pretty crazy account, Jet.
Which reminds me: I'm surprised they didn't make a video game or at least a mini-series based on the woman U.S. astronaut who stalked and attempted to kidnap the girlfriend of one of her partner male astronauts who she had the hots for; she even wore diapers, if I recall the story, so she wouldn't have to leave her watch. According the wikipedia, and just so you know what to watch out for, her reported hobbies have included reading, running, piano, gardening, skeet shooting, gourmet cooking, rubber stamp collecting and crossword puzzles. |
I've been meaning to feature more actual astronauts in my theme, but I've not yet gone in-depth in searching for their true names.
I do, however, have quite a bustling queue of them, still (I just need to attribute name one to picture one, and so on and so come then). But, I'm not much into featuring the deranged ones, much like the one you recounted above. What was I going to post? Oh, ctrl+v. - - - http://i45.tinypic.com/mil7x4.jpg Why? concert poster by Kevin Tong. |
My daughter does posters, not only for her band but also for other local businesses. Her specialty in art college was print making. Now she's the famous bass player. Hi, dearest!!! I love you
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I'm not really into labels, but current society seems to love them (when applied unto their own personages; I despise them, despit being a professed P-P.)
Point is: if your daughter were to introduce herself to me, BadNick, (or the other way 'round, as I usually need to bring pliers to extract a name from a stranger) to what would she refer herself as being: a "print-maker", graphic designer, illustrator, posterizor, (sp?) or just a regular ol' pencil artist? |
she usually says "print maker" or perhaps "bicycle mechanic" of the highest order (I added the "of the highest order" but it's true) or "bass player".
In this pic, you can see her being bass player, that's her top center with the asterisk tat on her right arm http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g2...jt/armstar.jpg |
Yes Nick, I remember that photo you posted a ways back of the bicycle on top of two bicycles? she created?
Proud papa you. Congrats. |
Thanks, Grace. I love that triple bike pic ...well, her.
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This is in one part for ring, and two parts for BadNick and myself:
(I don't drink, but I'm really all for the gyrations. Oh, and the kids - we need to support the children.) |
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Thanks, Jet. That's wonderful. It seems to me from several visits to Hooters that those Hooters girls are mostly cute as a button (are buttons cute? I'm not sure what the source of that saying is, but you probably know what I mean). I probably told this story already, but I feel that I'm getting old enough so that it's OK to tell stories again and not know if you told it already.
Back when my boys were a lot younger I took them and one of their friends to a local car meet in the Hooters parking lot. So when they got hungry I walked in with them and asked to be seated and was ready to order when the cute Hooters girl asked if I was in the car show outside and when I said "yes" she said "well you just leave those boys with us and we'll make sure they eat well and are entertained, and you can just go out and enjoy your car show. So she called two more Hooters girls over and they started taking such good care of the boys I felt jealous. Who the hell wants to be at a car show when you have 3 Hooters girls fussing over you?!!! I gave them a great tip $. A couple weeks later when my wife and I had a dinner date and we were taking the boys to the grandparents house, the boys asked if we couldn't just leave them at Hooters while we were away...I bet that would have worked, too. |
I'll have you know I'm currently thinking on a new thread idea about that very thing (the history of sayings). The only thing I'm missing is one or two very choice "wells" from which to gather my info and research.
One of my first queued submissions whenever I finally get around to starting this thread will be the origins of the phrase an "angel of death". |
Oh, and just because I'm here, and of which I found something all together cosmically random (everything I find on the net is random. I only visit here and tineye on a regular and consistent basis).
Again, I'll have you know, I really love nectarines. So do these guys (oh, no!) http://img808.imageshack.us/img808/1306/20091211.jpg I'll eventually transload this post in the webcomics thread, but for now, enjoy the exclusivity. *context |
nice nectarines, Jet.
My ex mother-in-law, who I really loved even after the divorce, had another thing she used to say "night vapors" ...meaning some kind of bad, night air that could make you sick. I always wondered about where that came from. Perhaps it's not exactly this, but old Europeans could have had their ideas influenced by such: audio of this episode: http://www.kuhf.org/programaudio/engines/eng848_64k.m3u Today, we try not to breathe the evil vapors of the night air. The University of Houston's College of Engineering presents this series about the machines that make our civilization run, and the people whose ingenuity created them. Here're two words for you: Malaria literally means "bad air." Miasma was a word we once used for air that carries diseases like malaria. A miasma was air, usually night air, tainted with poison. That's why a Shakespearean suitor said of his love, O, when mine eyes did see Olivia first, Methought she purged the air of pestilence. All through the 19th century we still believed that bad air, actually smelly air, caused disease. Microscopes had shown us germs swimming in water, but we didn't connect them with disease. Then, in 1853, an English doctor, John Snow, struggled with a cholera epidemic in London. The stink of death and sickness was all around. People thought that stink carried the disease. But Snow studied statistics. He finally pin-pointed a well whose water was fed by sewage from a public toilet up the hill. After that, Lister, Koch, and Pasteur identified disease-carrying germs. They learned to kill them. But the concept of miasma didn't go away. In 1870 the English physicist Tyndall proved that particles in air can carry germs -- the aerosol droplets we cough up, or dust. The air itself carries nothing at all. But we still believed in miasma. Tropical diseases like malaria and yellow fever seemed to be carried by miasma. You caught them without touching the sick. Africans had correctly told the English explorer Richard Burton that mosquitoes carried yellow fever. He laughed at natives who didn't understand that bad air simply arrived during mosquito season. It was 1897 before two doctors, Ronald Ross working in India, then Walter Reed working in Havana, began looking at mosquitoes. In 1897 Ross cut mosquitoes open. He found evidence of the bacterium that caused malaria in their stomachs. He was so excited that he sat down and wrote bad poetry about it: Henceforth I will resound, But praises unto Thee; Tho' I was beat and bound, Thou gavest me victory. By now typhoid and yellow fever were taking a terrible toll among our soldiers in Cuba. Walter Reed went looking for the cause. At first he suspected the miasma. However, by 1900 his team had proved that water carried typhoid. Two years later they showed that mosquitoes, not bad air, were carrying yellow fever. So we had, at last, "purged the night air of pestilence." Now we embraced fresh air as never before. We began building our houses with outdoor sleeping porches. Fresh air was still the great cure-all when I was a child. And maybe rightly so. For a new miasma of airborne carcinogens and pollutants is afflicting us. Today, we might well need fresh air, purged of pestilence, more than we ever did. I'm John Lienhard, at the University of Houston, where we're interested in the way inventive minds work. (Theme music) ---------- Post added at 09:35 PM ---------- Previous post was at 09:33 PM ---------- BTW, I'm happy to report that when I looked up after posting the above, I saw the first fire fly of the season flying across my living room :) From the corner of my eye I think I saw it come down my chimney. Maybe it's a Santa FireFly. Jet, if I find a picture of that, I'll put it in your santa thread. |
I've been seeing the fire flyers around as well, but the one thing I haven't seen in years are those caterpillars. I actually come to see cicadas more often now, than spotting a particulary green'n'hairy'pillar.
- - - not at all topical segue: current thought: Hmm! Natasha Leggero... .. |
I've seen a few furry caterpillars recently, but I don't recall if they were green
It seems she likes furry http://i59.photobucket.com/albums/g2...5_crop_ups.jpg |
I'm probably going to bump this tiny discussion back up in another topic just to satisfy my little bit of personal confusion regarding certain celebritites, but like always, I tell you guys first:
I can barely tell the difference between comedienne/actress Natasha Leggero and nearly-unknown but still lauded actress, Mia Kirshner. I probably also just gave myself an excuse to post them both in the Hot ShowBiz gallery. |
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I can't believe I made it... out of breath... last second.
hnn. my newest fav, as a treat: http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3027/...cd0b9eced7.jpg by SH.PAK(찐은아빠) on flickr |
I like.
I'm still obsessed with nectarine. http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/h...inebrothel.jpg Nectarine brothel #9 http://oldphotosjapan.com/en/photos/...e-no-9-brothel |
That is the inherent quandry and dilemma with delaying ones'self - there is always a chance you will entirely forget what it was you held off for in the first place, and the longer you "bide", the greater the chance it will eventually wither away from your creative intellect processes.
With that said, I think I remember that you folks forgot that I recalled to ask for a hint or a helping hand in finding the origins of this lilting holiday tune, and perhaps it's best I do it myself with just an invest of four minutes of my time, but now I'm rambling on a bit, so now comes the time to bring this to a close, get to the point, and furthermore, get with getting on, but here comes the bride and circumstance to what I initially held off: Quote:
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Perhaps this might help.
UG Community @ Ultimate-Guitar.Com - Crystal Shards, post rock C4C I can search a bit more later, the dog is hounding me to take him for a walk. Later... ? |
I finally have come to find it:
but... I'm still not sure of the history of this particular tune; I'm quite sure I ahve heard it on the Charlie Brown Christmas special, but is it exclusivley used only there? I thought I've seen a few 60s films (with a scene in a frozen pond for ice-skating) using this accompanying music for some sort of emotional exposition. Am I wrong there? Going off to investigate further. |
Jet, I'll listen to that again at home. On my work desktop, it sounded like a combination of water gurgling down a drain, possibly in the Southern Hemisphere, combined with an out-take from the theme song for Monster Mash. Will try again later tonight...if you don't forget about it by then.
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This is humorous,
because.... I have no sound on this pc,since the last brain-wipe. |
edit: now that I hear the piano playing above, that is not what I heard in your previous link. This piano piece sounds familiar. I'll ponder it and post later.
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I do appeciate it.
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The kids in the gang
sang along as a chorus? There weren't many words. (that I remember) |
Jet, perhaps this bio of the composer, Vince Guaraldi, might remind you why or if it sounds familiar to you for a reason.
Plus, now that I found this five cent piece I sort of feel less Nicholas: Vince Guaraldi Biography |
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For upsetting the locals,
you must choose your targets carefully & might not like what happens. |
Reading your little find about Gauraldi, I finally came heretofore recalling what lay dormant in my mind's queue of "what am I thinking":
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Catchy.
Life doesn't hurt you; Not of its own volition, unlike its victims. |
Memories of a small movie theatre in San Francisco - 1980
The seats were raggedy broken-down long couches, and a few old large chairs. It was a double feature. Orpheus & then Eraserhead. |
Never saw Eraserhead.
Perhaps you will tell me about it, or we'll watch it together. |
I've never seen Eraserhead either...
although; I did find this recently: http://9gag.com/photo/17870_540.jpg (another eventual entry into the webcomics thread, which I was late to starting by only about a week or so... the same goes for the Picture-Coutung Game: I should have started that theme as well, but procrastination forever lingers within me. If someone else were to start a 'TFP Aquarium' thread, tho, then I'd be pretty freaked out.) |
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While looking for some cluttered sings of "poetry", I came across this old post of mine, and it's high time i actually properly attributed it.
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