The Board is Dead; Long Live the Bored
 

St. Fringe the Benefit -- Patron Saint of Kittens.

More Grammy Stuff Because the Board is Dead
 

Whose idea was it to have Pharrel from the Neptunes play drums? At least Sting played bass. Otherwise, I would've totally confused them with Faith plus 1.

Liner notes in jazz albums can be deserving of awards. As long as they still give out a Grammy for best polka album, I wouldn't get too bent out of shape if Stanley Crouch writes another essay and takes home a trophy.

They kicked ass, that's what they did. (It was a medley of a couple songs off Elephant.) Meg White looked cute.

George Clinton smokes too much weed to have a good voice without warming up. That's why he typically starts singing a good 20 minutes after his show has already begun.

Who was the woman in white who gave the award for Album of the Year? She looked good, but I didn't recognize her.

(Oh, and best sex was mid-20's with early 30's girlfriend. Obvious, but true.)

(Oh, and I hated the RIAA talking head who once again scolded the music fans watching at home (after tricking some of us into thinking that he wouldn't lecture us like last year.) I think Metallica won best metal album just for carrying the RIAA's water last year. Of course, I have it on good authority that they're a bunch of assholes, anyway.)

What hump?
 

How is the patient's knowledge possibly relevant, excepting the probably rare occassion where one performs breast impant surgery upon oneself? I mean, are you going to wake up in the middle of the surgery and yell at the doctor "No! You're too far over!"? You're pretty much at the mercy of the person holding the knife at that point.

société de café
 

Jamais? Gaulois, non?

Oh les memoires.......j'ai etudie et vecu en France pendant un ans.....j'admets avoir un faible pour ce pays qui m'attire avec ses cotes sauvages en Bretagne, sa culture, ses villes pittoresques et un peu folles.....Marseille.....Lyon.....Paree....tous ces fromages qui puent......ces vins qui brillent d'une belle couleur rouge au sud de Lyon....le Bourdeaux.....le Cote de Roti......et ses femmes...magnifique....commes des ncs et sa tete par radio......Aaaaiiiieeee!!!!

What hump?
 

Okay, I'm in IP so my undergrad is engineering. I'm from A lower middle class area, where most kids don't go to college.
One of my HS science teachers called me to come to career day to talk to the kids in science/math classes about law with science background. Mostly they want kids to see if you go to school you can get out of this place. They also bring in a guy who graduated from the school who is a doctor- plastic surgeon.
So anyway we both do a short talk to the kids about classes they should take, what we like about our jobs, what we needed in school, etc.
Of course, doctors aren't used to talking to anyone but doctors so the kids like me better; none of us know what the Dr. is talking about.
I'm getting all the questions, the kid of a girl who broke my heart is in the class, and I know i'm getting a solid report back that night to mess with mom as she sling the hash in her tiny ranch. It is all going well.
Then someone asks plastic surgeon "what is your most frequesnt operation? "Breast implant augmentation"
I didn't get one more question that day.
16 year old girls are trying to get quotes and recommendations of need for surgery. Boys are asking him to bring before/after pix to a follow-up.
so anyway, breast surgeons are seen as fascinating.

The Board is Dead; Long Live the Bored
 

College. No question. Related to the fact that the 2 best partners I've ever had were from that time period.

The first was (*sigh*) my first love. So there was all that crazy experimentation and first time trying everything vibe there. Plus, my favorite kink and his favorite kink turned out to be direct corrolaries of each other which meant that he was getting what he wanted by giving me what I wanted which resulted in both of us being verrrrrry happy. I think if we'd been older or had gone to college either closer together or further apart, we'd have married and lived quite happily together for the rest of our lives. I carry a lot of deep regret about how badly that relationship ended and wish somehow I could have done it all differently. But the sex was out of this world.

After him, there was my second true love. That sex was so totally physical, almost violent. I often would find fingerprint bruises on my upper arms or thighs while I would shower. If I were to run into him today, I'm not sure I'd be able to keep my hands off of him.

That relationship ended badly as well. He had been in San Diego for several weeks working. He came home, asked me to come over. I sat on his couch, he told me he had gotten a girl pregnant in San Diego, that she was planning to have the baby without him, that he loved me...then he dropped to one knee, pulled out a ring box, and asked me to marry him. I, stunned, told him I didn't even like him very much at that moment and left... thus beginnning the eventual downward spiral towards breaking up.

The Board is Dead; Long Live the Bored
 

Non-sexual: Everyone should travel to a place that takes their breath away at least once before dying. It can be because it is so beautiful or so spiritual or so whatever, but we should all be moved by a place at least once in our lives. For me its happened twice. Once in Honduras, underwater, where I was totally floored by the realization that I was 150 feet under the ocean and I might as well have been on the moon. The second time was in Israel, where we stopped just outside of Jerusalem, on the side of the road to look at the city before entering it. I was overwhelmed...

Sexual: Everyone should have the opportunity to fuck multiple people in a 24 hour period. Once, in my early 20's, I had sex with 3 different men in a 24 hour period. A boy I had just started dating in LA, jumped a plane to Chicago for business and hooked up with the ex-boyfriend from college mentioned above, back to LA ans sex with a boy I was just thinking about not dating anymore.

Men should have 3-somes. Women should too, at least once. Agree with GWINKY that women should have 1 same sex experience with no one watching. Everyone should, at least once, want somebody so badly that they can actaully FEEL it on their skin.

The Board is Dead; Long Live the Bored
 

You broke up? After a little thing like that? SHOCKING.

They got the bad kind of Hummer
 

Business Owner Chases, Runs Over Robbery Suspects In Hummer
--June 16, 2003
A business owner in Phoenix, Arizona took matters into his own hands after a group of men robbed his business.
Police say three armed suspects walked into the Mr. Insurance building in Phoenix and demanded money. A fourth suspect was in the getaway car, according to the report.
Investigators said after the suspects left with the store's money, the co-owner jumped into his Hummer and chased after the suspects.
Police said that the man, identified only as Peter, followed the suspects through a neighborhood and eventually caught up with them. He then rolled his Hummer over their car.
Two of the suspects were taken to the hospital in critical condition.
The two other suspects managed to get away but police later caught them as well.
It is not known if Peter will face charges.

http://images.ibsys.com/2003/0616/2272814.jpg

Anyone know if he got charged or if the car's occupants were permanently disabled?

The Board is Dead; Long Live the Bored
 

Amazingly, it still took a pretty long time.

Mel Gibson says wife going to hell...
 

http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/4224452/

Which just makes me think of this:

Puddy: Elaine, they forgot to deliver your paper today. Why don't you just grab that one.

Elaine: 'Cause that belongs to Mr. Potato Guy, that's his.

Puddy: C'mon, get it.

Elaine: Well if you want it, you get it.

Puddy: Sorry, thou shalt not steal.

Elaine: Oh, but it's ok for me?

Puddy: What do you care, you know where you're going.

Elaine: Alright, that is it! I can't live like this.

Puddy: Nah.

Elaine: C'mon.

Puddy: Alright, what did I do?

Elaine: David, I'm going to hell! The worst place in the world! With devils
and those caves and the ragged clothing! And the heat! My god, the heat! I
mean, what do you think about all that?

Puddy: Gonna be rough.

Elaine: Uh, you should be trying to save me!

Puddy: Don't boss me! This is why you're going to hell.

Elaine: I am not going to hell and if you think I'm going to hell, you should care that I'm going to hell even though I am not.

Puddy: You stole my Jesus fish, didn't you?

Elaine: Yeah, that's right!

The Board is Dead; Long Live the Bored
 

The sex must have been VERY good for him to stick around after all that drama. Kudos.

The Board is Dead; Long Live the Bored
 

Have you discussed this already? Hmm. Who cares? Restate. I mean, are we talking about a schoolgirl/teacher thing? Anal? Food? Candlewax on the nipples? Midgets? I'm dying to know here.

aV

The Board is Dead; Long Live the Bored
 

Done and done.

Haleakala crater.
Post-divorce sexual liberation.

But, alas, I've never done same sex. Despite a few offers. It has never interested me. Women seem too soft or something. Is it possible that it is not this amazing experience for everyone? I don't want to feel like I'm missing out...

The Board is Dead; Long Live the Bored
 

What's the harm in taking someone up on the offer? It sounds like you sort of want to but are holding back because you don't know if you will like it. Did you know you would like beer before you tried it? Did it seem too bitter or something? Are you glad you tried it?