god's eyes
 

What the hell was the elfing thing on the brownie uniform?
Is that a brownie?
Brownie sounds so dirty.

god's eyes
 

No, we sang it too. But you know, not so much an issue by the time I had left girl scouts in 6th grade. I hated being a girl scout. They never did anything fun, at least not our troop. I did like the story about the owl and the oath though.


Edited:

I would just like to say that searching for "girl scout" songs gay does give the most interesting results, and some people should be VERY ashamed of themselves.

god's eyes
 

I've made god's eyes at camp. My mother puts them on bottom braches of the the Christmas tree so that the cats can bat them around without hitting the real ornaments. Those suckers have held up for 25 years.

god's eyes
 

Yes, girl scouts was boring. Too much Kumbayah.
And we never got to go to camp. I think it was because we didn't sell enough cookies. Those damn cookies.

Worse than Debate Camp?
 

I also was a girl scout. And later - a GS camp counselor; I taught canoeing for several summers. I can sing any one of about 1500 camp songs, identify poison ivy, and deal with 32 bedwetting Brownies simultaneously while maintaining a campfire. Now, that's talent....I will never need again.

-T(Mock me if you must)L

god's eyes
 

A Brownie is a little helpful elf thing that lives in people's houses. The term is much more popular in English children's stories.

-T(read a lot of English children's books as a kid)L

Worse than Debate Camp?
 

Well since you were a counselor - are the uniforms brown because of the name brownie? Or is the name brownie because the uniform is brown. And what is a brownie? A mythical fairy thing?
Edited to see my answer popped up while I was typing.

Fucking telemarketers and Fucking Judges
 

Sign up for MCI's The Neighborhood. $50 a month for unlimited local and longdistance calling, plus anonymous call blocking and all that other good stuff. I also managed to squeeze 10,000 frequent flyer miles (plus 5 miles for ever dollar spent) out of them.

No need to feel shackled by the local service provider. Deregulation was the best thing that ever happened to the phone business, from the consumer's perspective, anyway.

Indian Outsourcing
 

I have been disturbed lately by the trend towards outsourcing traditional white collar work to India. If these safety charts are reliable evidence of the work product, however, I do not expect this trend to continue.

http://www.retrocrush.com/archive2003/charts/

(spree: the pictures are not intentionally dirty, and the word "bukkake" is only used once)

I particularly like the series where the man rolls the burning woman into a PLF-sized spliff.

We Are All Perfectly Happy on Paigow's Ignore List
 

Stalky socks.

Phone stuff salsa
 

If they REALLY want to talk to me, they'll go through the hassle.

Plus, I think it's different in different cities. If you were to call me from an unidentified number, it just gives you a message saying something like "The number you are calling does not accept unidentifed calls. If you wish to continue this call, please enter your area code and phone number. Thank you."

Fucking telemarketers and Fucking Judges
 

I keep seeing ads for this. I get this strange feeling it's some sort of a cult.

-TL

Phone stuff salsa
 

I stand by my annoying characterization even if you "just" have to key in your number. Particularly if the person calling is calling at your request or in a helpful way (e.g., job interview or dental or hair appointment reminder). I'd be inclined, if I were the reminder, to say fuck reminding this asshole, let him get charged for not cancelling 24 hours in advance if he doesn't show.

This may be why I'm in a job that involves little contact with the outside world.

I have an unlisted number and signed up for my state's do not call list. The Direct Marketing Association also has a list you can join. It eliminates junk mail and phone calls. They cirdulate it every quarter so it may take some time until you notice a drop in call and mail volume, but it's worked for me. You should re-up every couple of years or so.

I've seen some very creative responses to telemarketers on the board, but unfortunately I am too mild mannered to try any of them myself. I usually politely cut into their speil (sp?) tell them I don't accept phone solicitation and ask them to remove my name and number from their call list. I only get a handful of calls per year.

god's eyes
 

When I was a Child younger than my shoe size, I grew up rather poor and so my parents couldn't afford to send me away to camp.

But it sounds like I didn't miss out on much. I spent most of one summer gathering sticks and uprooting young bushes from a nearby park with a bunch of other children* and building an opossum trap. We did catch one, but it escaped while we were trying to figure out what to do with it. For the rest of the summer, we rode our bikes around the neighborhood, looking for dead squirrels in the gutters.

But no, we didn't kill any animals.

Pretermitted(There isn't much to do in Oshkosh, WI when school's out)Child

*whose parents, like mine, couldn't afford to send them away to camp.