The Longest Thread Ever!

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I want to hear about raising a baby 'roo,too.

[Ourcrazymodern?]

Did you see the one
where the mouse gets bit in half
by a big turtle?

Even creepier
as the head and its forelimbs
bravely swim away.

[BadNick]

These seem like cute little guys!

But I think they get quite large, don't they, Zook?

YouTube - Baby Kangaroo swimming at the Beach

YouTube - Baby Kangaroo swimming at the Beach

I can relate to this guy:

YouTube - surfing kangaroo

YouTube - surfing kangaroo

[Zooksport2]

The one I had was a North West Red, and he eventually stood over 6 feet tall, on his tippy toes.

Not much of a story to tell about him, really.

I was on the "ranch" (station, or "pastoral Station, as we call them) (ours was 1 million acres...) and was out checking windmills, and while screaming down one of our tracks, a roo charged out from the side, and I clobbered it. It stumbled away, and I saw it eject a Joey from it's pouch. The joey was quite small, and mum was done for, so I chased joey and bundled it into a chaff bag I had on the back, and put him in the cab.

When I got home, I handed the wife my chaff bag, and said, "here. I got you a pressy". She was a city girl, and had never seen a roo up close, let alone a cute joey.
It takes a few days for them to start feeding from a bottle, but once they get the hang of it, all goes well. As he got older, he spent less and less time in the "pouch", an old pillow case hung of a chair, or a door knob. He had the run of the yard, and came inside to sleep with my German Sheperd at night. He loved peanuts, and eventually used to follow the wife around, up to the main house, and down around the cattle yards.
When we moved back to the city, we took him with us, as we were renting a house on a small vineyard, with good fences. We stayed there for nearly 2 years, during which I had to castrate him, as he was getting his seed, as was starting to get aggressive. (Simply use a castrating ring, designed for sheep) He settled down again after that, and was eventually homed at a bird santuary a couple hours north of Perth. We saw him again a few year later, and supringly, we think he recognised us. He was trying to get his head and hands into my pockets, which he used to do, to get a feed of peanuts from me. The santury wouldn't feed him peanuts because they were supposed to be bad for him.

They eats nuts and stuff in the wild, so I couldn't see the problem. We was named Casserole.

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[Ourcrazymodern?]

2+3=3+2=5

Kangaroo hotdish
sounds excellent with peanuts:
what do they taste like?

[BadNick]

23+3=26

half way between chicken and steak...put curry in it

[Jetée]

Let's see what this is:


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I know I'm a shill, but for those of you that like to gamble (with absolutely nothing at stake; that doesn't sound right?) here is an endeavor that I quit on two years ago, but thought to try it again this time.

Anyone (BadNick)?

It seems I don't know how confidence points work, I just select which team I think wins outright. I've seen the errors of my way, and it's just one game (though I did "pick" it right: NO over Minn.)

For anyone else that might enjoy seeing how many of your picks are right (or horribly wrong) over the course of a full season, I think (just, maybe) anyone can join here at any time they wish to:

[Jetée]

Turns out it was saucy. Anyone know the anchorwoman's name?
(I didn't even know I was posting it... the image address didn't tell me)

Post-EDIT:
Oh, yeah. Question: is it real?

[BadNick]

I would invest in those tits.

Jet, I tried your football thing. Signed up but a "problem" keeps happening and I can't seem to get past that. I'll try again later.

[Jetée]

FoxNews is always a good source of "the crazies".

Do you know how to pick against the spread? It seems simple enough, though I didn't implement it here (or up there). It's the odds (15-to-1) and "prop bets" that always trip me up (down).

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Here was my go:

There was a problem

You are already in this group. (Error #127)

[BadNick]

I got to see the spreads, etc. But I couldn't see anyplace where I could make my own picks. I'll try again later.

[Jetée]

I need to post this in the NFL Discussion, as it was a "bet", more or less, I heard installed by my local morning news talkies last season, and I've wanted to try it out.

Picture it as a "winner take all" sort of thing, or maybe for each pick you guess right, you get awarded points. I think I have it down now (I made up the points thing myself).

Correctly predict your choices for the 2010-2011 NFL Playoff season.

For each division winner correct, you get get 3 points.
For each playoff team correctly assumed ("wildcards") - 2 points.
Predict the Super Bowl team representatives: 5 points each.
Correctly state who will win this year's Championship - 8 points.

Maximum number of points for the person who correctly ascertains all 12 playoff teams, division winners, Super Bowl teams, and the winning club - 50 points.


(Do you think I should add in something towards the divisional championships?)

[BadNick]

Originally Posted by Jetée

...(Do you think I should add in something towards the divisional championships?)

I think it would add an interesting and likely popular component to the game.

[Ourcrazymodern?]

//My tiny legions
stood somewhat better chances
while still in my balls//

(I don't follow sports very well, but that otherwise unpostable seemed to dovetail nicely.)

[Jetée]

Here's more from my queue:


(a clown post! I didn't know I had it in me.)

[Ourcrazymodern?]

Captain Morgan rum
often makes you look clownish
once you get processed.

2x3=3+3=6

[Ourcrazymodern?]

[BadNick]

That's a sexy pistil you posted there, Ocm?!

[Ourcrazymodern?]

In cases too suggestive,
plants' reproductive organs thrill me,
in ways they might blush to know.

[Jetée]

[Ourcrazymodern?]

If at first
you fail to succeed,
try again.

[BadNick]

"I've missed over 9,000 shots in my career. I've lost almost 300 games. 26 times I've been trusted to take the game-winning shot...and missed. I've failed over and over and over again in my life. And that is why I succeed."
-- Michael Jordan (the basketball superstar guy)

[Ourcrazymodern?]

If I could enumerate,
like that, all the times I've missed my shots,
I'd need much bigger numbers.

2x(3+3)=4x3

[BadNick]

I know I'm pretty successful at failing.

[Amaras]

I'm a failmeister, I'm so full of fail.

[BadNick]

Oh yeah, well I'm so failed that half the time I can't even spell it right! My doctoral degree is PH.D. Doctor of Phailure

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Originally Posted by skier

Chinese beliefs say that consequtive numbers are lucky

23456, is on the horizon.

[BadNick]

It's not a raptor so I'll post it here:

[Ourcrazymodern?]

When something that's not
finds a place to roost that is,
ev'rybody wins.

[Jetée]

I don't believe I'm abrasive or all-knowing, or even showy, but when I get truly nervous, the words and ideas seem to just slip out like a running faucet.

It would seem I can't shake the hate, or more appropriately, that evil eye, which follows me around persistently, yet has no mouth or courage to state what the problem could possibly be. I need a ward-off. Would you, could you please, assist?

I'm going to take a shot of this (below), then be back for some more of my "irrelevance" and "spam". (I've been here for the past hour, and posted just seven times; what about any one of my posts says spam? I can't even remember the last time I started a post one minute, and had the short time to submit it the very next. I so much dislike not even being appreciated for what I decide to contribute; not many thanks are thrown at me like grains of rice; but to actually be told to 'shoo away'... leaves me feeling empty. I also very suck at saying 'I'm not a whiner', yet consistently come back for more abuse by some.)

Right. My can.

(I'll be adding a right context to it in a bit; but, I think, this should be the logo for the TLTE!)

[ring]

'tis a very sad situation.

[Jetée]

It is. I say I'm going to do one thing, and I don't do it.
I'm not a waffler, but I just don't know how to stop (more likely: 'start'.)

The above item(s) are real. I'll go ahead and post the link to it in a sec on how to buy your own inspiration.
(Perfect remedy for procrastination, or so they tout. It doesn't taste like anything, except strong will.)

I'm approxiamtely behind 127 days (or since mid-March) on my creative-studies and workly-duties.
Additionally, ever since the sixth grade, I've always had trouble spelling, and finding to meaning to, 'approximately'.
(I used to think it was a synonym for 'precisely', but in actually, it was somewhat its fellow antonym.)

I'll be back now (later) , now that I'm finally gong to be leaving for the first time (after I said I already left).


-- "You just gotta learn to switch off that big old melon of yours."
(I tried to find the visual portrayal to the above quote, but I failed to procure it.)

[Jetée]

And at the final tick of the hour (my reckoning) I think I found what was so tenously relevant, and eluding.

Rogue Pictures

[BadNick]

Jet, are you being harassed? If so, it must be in one of those sections I don't usually go....but if you don't mind, point me to it so I'm better informed about what's happening around here.

[Jetée]

No, I don't usually give or get the harassment, but with my keen intuition (and a knack for the coincidental) I can more likely than not discern when someone(s) are hissing about my character, or how they perceive I function.
My paranoia, self-depreciation and "bad-luck timing" also may have played a part in this, but still...

I don't know. Who does? What's the meaning of life? It's not a relevant "theme" of mine, but honetsly and to best of my abilities, yeah, I do try to tackle yet another one of life's pertinent questions with each passing day I decide to contribute here (or there) and just wish to converse with another soul about.

Is it so wrong that my life has always been in such chaos, that I now seek to compartmentalize nearly anything and everything into terms of relevance and fancies? I'm going into existentalism again, for which I apologize. gosh, now I've lost my point - and my reason for coming back again. What did i want to share here in order to brighten your day?

That's one of my only (and foremost) goals in everything (and all that I've come to gather) that I do when at the TFP: if my opinion should matter here, I shall add it; if my life experiences can aid in a facet of another's life, I shall try my best to best represent it; if I come across something of note and interest, I devote a meticulous sort of time and manner in order to best fully portray it to my audience here: you all.

Point, point... where is that elusive point?


Nick-o: I'm fine. I'm always fine. Sometimes I'm happy, sporadically I'm sad, I'm only mad when I want to be, and lately, I'm just getting tired of having to climb uphill higher and higher to just get one singular 'hello', and maybe, I'm merely a tad envious that I can't seem to ever get any one of my contributions to get the smallest kudos, or questions, or conversations. I'm not going out of my way to post all that I do in order to merely talk to myself; just for reference's point: I'm not all that interesting, and I usually don't get far in a conversation without a starting point.

So, with all that I do and try so hard to achieve, I'm finding dozens upon hundreds of small little taling points to meet nearly one TFP members' interests, yet here I usually stand: alone, and tumbling further down.


You know guys: those 'Alice in Wonderland' references I once stated came to me in at least one iteration daily; they've slowed down some, but they've become so much far profound. I've probably left this thought open-ended and unfinished, and that's really unlike me, but I'm sure you're tired of seeing the words jumble together just as much as I do, and those reading glasses you picked up are more than likely pinching your nose something awful.

I've kept a bazillion of my queued ideas on hold for the longest while now, so little by little, I'm going to unlock the dams, and just let it flow, for better or worse.

How a Watch Works

How a Watch Works

[Jetée]

Oh, now I remember for what I was asking: thank you, mind, for being so clogged like clockwork.


Nazar Boncuğu

[Jetée]

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Originally Posted by BadNick

Jet, are you being harassed? If so, it must be in one of those sections I don't usually go....but if you don't mind, point me to it so I'm better informed about what's happening around here.

by the by, I'm not sure what's become of it anyway, I just decided not to "glaze" over it, but I still kept it mostly quiet, as only about a half-dozen of you even read this thread / blog/ historical endeavor daily. I don't know what's happening much more than you do, save I just read "one quote" that sounded very much like another person wants to compete with me / "bury" my ideas.

it's actually quite funny (if you are me): I was actually chuckling about the coincidence of it.
Thanks to your post, BadNick, about some olden calendars once starting their new years in September, I decided this was the tide of the season for me to shift slightly. So, what with the new avatar / signature adoption, we have become halfway there.

So, this little one-sided spat (I haven't really acknowledged it all, or even mentioned that I know what's "on the down low", to the person who first mentioned it, save for a little aside here) is factual in just two dimensions, but they have not coalesced as of yet (for as much as I know, which again, is very little.)

The point might be slipping away here, so I'll condense my thoughts and "zoom" right for it: while this said person now wishes to, in essence, "compete" with me, after for so long, sniping at me anonymously, and for the most part, being on "silent mode", their best option seems to be to fight fire against me, whatever I am. "Post more!" They cry. "Silence that one guy who has now invaded our space. That might teach him, but we don't need to approach him about it, because that's just illogical."

Like when I lost my weekend match, after I took the crown last winter (I'm talking sports now) when my arch-rival from that matchup re-confronted me, (and afterwards, walloped my behind in the endgame) he, too cried, "REVENGE!!! / Vendetta!".

So, it's funny / coincidental, also not to mention a wholly contradictory method, (but I just mentioned it, didn't I?) as how they choose to confront my so-called "spamming" and/or "nonsense" is by rallying for others to aid in posting more, a la "spamming" just for the sake of shutting me up / down /sideways / frontways / and waterways.


It's really a wonder at how my mind just switches on like this; I can honeslty tell you when I'm doing work, or reading, or watching my nightly hour of TeeVee, or eating, I can tell, without a doubt, there is not a single thoughtform to be found inside these gray walls.

All I wanted to state, verily in metaphorical terms, is that I thought this whole "little thing" was amusing because it was sort of reality-based play on my new avatar, the (Aesop's) Fable recounting the tale of The Tortoise and the Hare.

For the first time, though, I'm not in the role of the one with the ears.

[Jetée]

I'm all about asides; I'm the TFP-version of Hamlet, maybe?
(was he very much self-deprecating, too, and did have delusions of grandeur; I think I have those.)

[Ourcrazymodern?]

Originally Posted by Jetée

Right. My can.

I think, this should be the logo for the TLTE!)

Inasmuchas it's
what it is without changes
another becomes.

...a little karma yoga
can alleviate bewilderment
& feelings of resentment.

2x3x3x.5=9

[Jetée]

Here it is: (the aforementioned link to the above)


I also forgot to mention to ask if you any of you fine folks is still watching the tv from time to time; the other night, sometime around twilight (whenever that may be) I decided to turn on the tubular device and happened upon the middle of the story of the once-entralling rivalry between the top women's tennis stars of the time, Chris Evert and Martina Navratilova. It was a part of the documentray series produced by ESPN: 30 for 30.

I forgot the exact titling of the episode. I'll try to find it right now.