Removing the feeding tube from our aging hipster plaid pants

[Mmmm, Burger (C.J.)]

Originally posted by mmm3587
Spoiler: Because of the editing, unless it's near dawn or dusk, you often can't tell how far ahead of the rest a team finishes until you see the beginning of the next episode and see departure times. The intervals are often very different than the way they're portrayed.

Yeah, I realize that, but it's pretty lame suspense. It's not like sneaky editing to make it look like the last two teams are closer than they really are.

BTW, it seemed pretty lame also that not only did they take a 24 hour train trip that they all got on, but then after arrival they had to wait for another scheduled event. Obviously they can't let someone get ahead by 10 hours, but would it have killed them to have a task immediately doable when the train arrived?

[sebastian_dangerfield]

Originally posted by robustpuppy
It also reminds you of its presence when it moves back over your lips on a path to the bar's floor. When it goes down wrong, ain't nothing quick or easy about it.

Swallowing makes everything easier.

[robustpuppy]

Originally posted by Cletus Miller
I've mostly given it as gifts, so I'm not really sure--not much for the bourbon myself. Seemed to be appreciated, but that might just be the horse. Although the horse might be necessary to justify the premium price.

And thank you for the welcome.

Your moniker reminds me of an amusing line I saw on some blog referring to Britney and Kevin's spawn to be as "Cletus the slack- jawed fetus,"and so I expected a different opener from you.

Of course, if Kevin has any say in the naming he'll be called Kletus.

[Replaced_Texan]

Originally posted by sebastian_dangerfield
Your old man's an ass. Slap him in the lips the next time he tries that shit, and tell that simp of a mother of yours to grow some self respect.

Luckily, in my house, if my old man tried that shit, my mom'd laugh in his face. That patriarchal horseshit gives me the creeps.

Heh. True story. Over a recent meal, I mentioned that Naomi Wolf's book Misconceptions and a lot of pregnant friends who found a slam on the baby industry to be a nice change of pace.

Mom: Who's Naomi Wolf?
Dad: Beauty Myth. She's quoted all the time in my books.

"His" books include the following:

Strip City: A Stripper's Farewell Journey Across America, by Lily Burana.
G-Strings and Sympathy: Strip Club Regulars and Male Desire by Katherine Frank
Sex Work: Writings by Women in the Sex Industry edited by Frederique Delacoste and Priscilla Alexander
Sex in the South: Unbuckling the Bible Belt, by Suzi Parker
Real Live Nude Girl by Carol Queen
O: The Intimate History of the Orgasm by Jonathan Margolis

Speaking of books, my friend Jamie McKelvie is elated that Four Letter Worlds was shipped today to comic stores in the US and the UK. It's an anthology of mainly UK writers and artists.

Originally posted by ABBAKiss
?????? No, I own a six foot black lacquer Kawai baby grand piano?

Don't worry, we're going to have a talk with Ollie about gratuitous oldskool type gag-dropping.

[Sidd Finch]

Originally posted by robustpuppy
It also reminds you of its presence when it moves back over your lips on a path to the bar's floor. When it goes down wrong, ain't nothing quick or easy about it.

Okay, now you're really sexy.

[Sidd Finch]

Originally posted by Replaced_Texan
Mom: Who's Naomi Wolf?
Dad: Beauty Myth. She's quoted all the time in my books.

"His" books include the following:

Strip City: A Stripper's Farewell Journey Across America, by Lily Burana.
G-Strings and Sympathy: Strip Club Regulars and Male Desire by Katherine Frank
Sex Work: Writings by Women in the Sex Industry edited by Frederique Delacoste and Priscilla Alexander
Sex in the South: Unbuckling the Bible Belt, by Suzi Parker
Real Live Nude Girl by Carol Queen
O: The Intimate History of the Orgasm by Jonathan Margolis

Your dad has an interesting bookshelf.

[robustpuppy]

Originally posted by Sidd Finch
Okay, now you're really sexy.

I was talking about you, dear.

[notcasesensitive]

Originally posted by robustpuppy
It also reminds you of its presence when it moves back over your lips on a path to the bar's floor. When it goes down wrong, ain't nothing quick or easy about it.

Add to the Ways rp And ncs Are Similar list "likely to puke up bourbon". My last bourbon experience was on my bf's birthday.

1. Arrange group birthday outing with friends
2. Order Makers and Diet (was all the rage with our friends at the time)*
3. Repeat Step 2 a few times
4. Find hedges outside of bar in which to hurl
5. Make bf drive you home on his birthday
6. Vow never to drink bourbon again

See? I'm a laugh a minute!!



* Perhaps I should note here that the smell of whiskey/boubon has always made me quesy. My dad was an Old Granddad drinker and my experiments with stealing from the old liquor cabinet never went very well in high school, primarily for bourbon-related reasons. So what made me think Makers and Diet sounded like a good idea? I have no clue.

[taxwonk]

Originally posted by Sidd Finch
Every time you talk about martinis I get a little queasy.

Can I help it if you're a lightweight who passes out at the dinner table?

[taxwonk]

Originally posted by Not Bob
A first-ever post with a helpful answer. Welcome!

Is that stuff any good? Thanks to sebby, I've been drinking Knob Creek or Maker's Mark in places that don't have Bushmills or Jamesons.

Blanton's is a fine bourbon, made by the rack (small batch) in Kentucky, where they know about such things.

[latest in a long series of posts about booze]

In much the same way as last night's pizza discussion sparked uncontrollable urges among those of us likely to live longer than others, I am getting a very clear, sharp mental picture of a pint of Guinness and a short glass of Tullamore Dew set before me on the bar at Rocky Sullivan's . . .




Jack: Hi, Lloyd. A little slow tonight, isn't it?
Lloyd: Yes it is, Mr. Torrance. What'll it be?
Jack: I'm awfully glad you asked me that, Lloyd. Because I just happen to have two twenties and two tens right here in my wallet. I was afraid they were gonna be there until next April. So here's what. You slip me a bottle of bourbon, a little glass, and some ice. You can do that, can't you Lloyd? You're not too busy, are ya?
Lloyd: No sir, I'm not busy at all.

[Pretty Little Flower]

Originally posted by mmm3587
Maybe every time you have sex, it's supergreat, but you've got to have some objective standard instead of just thinking that it's "great" every time. My point is, it's generally going to get better. That's why I said, "it's never that great the first time." Maybe I should have capitalized "that," since that's what I was trying to emphasize, but the point is, practice makes perfect, and people get used to each other's bodies. When I have "great" sex the first time I'm with someone, it's usually because the sex is psychologically hot for some reaon (it's dirty, it's forbidden, she's a client, it's a threesome, I just met her, she's particularly hot or pretty or smart or otherwise intriguing, whatever), not because, compared to other sex I've had, it particularly physically satisfies me.



Or maybe you've just got low standards for sex and don't have the ability to differentiate good, great and average sex. Anything's possible. I don't have many complaints (unless, "Oh my god, you bastard, we've only been fucking for two hours, don't you dare stop!" counts). Until the next FB Great Cook- and Fuck-Off, we don't have much data on which to objectively compare fucking abilities.

I am not going to wait until the end of this thread to jump in because it is fucking killing me to see you do your semantic dance. I have had mind blowing sex with women THE VERY FIRST TIME I HAD SEX WITH THEM. Mind. Blowing. Sometimes it is the culmination of weeks of unspoken sexual tension igniting into a firestorm of sweaty, lust-filled, screaming fucking. This sex does not fall under the category of "not that great," no matter how you try to torture the definition of this phrase to get it to mean something it does not. I do not mean "great" in the sense that all sex is great. I do not mean "great" in the sense that it never got better. I do not believe that I have low standards for sex. I am saying that I have had sex with people FOR THE VERY FIRST TIME that was great - or to put it another way . . . mind blowing. So, I respectfully dissent from your "never that great" generalization. Except for the "respectfully" part.

[robustpuppy]

Originally posted by Pretty Little Flower
I am not going to wait until the end of this thread to jump in because it is fucking killing me to see you do your semantic dance. I have had mind blowing sex with women THE VERY FIRST TIME I HAD SEX WITH THEM. Mind. Blowing. Sometimes it is the culmination of weeks of unspoken sexual tension igniting into a firestorm of sweaty, lust-filled, screaming fucking. This sex does not fall under the category of "not that great," no matter how you try to torture the definition of this phrase to get it to mean something it does not. I do not mean "great" in the sense that all sex is great. I do not mean "great" in the sense that it never got better. I do not believe that I have low standards for sex. I am saying that I have had sex with people FOR THE VERY FIRST TIME that was great - or to put it another way . . . mind blowing. So, I respectfully dissent from your "never that great" generalization. Except for the "respectfully" part.

It wasn't actually THAT great. But don't feel bad, it got, you know, better, over time.

[NotFromHere]

Originally posted by SlaveNoMore
Because the mere idea of anyone actually hitting on that haggard old bat is quite amusing.

And yet, you've been there.