Where the Kids Come to Mouth Off - Page 62

Mmmm, Burger (C.J.) · 09-02-2004, 12:51 PM

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Originally posted by Replaced_Texan

She's a pretty easy going person, but I feel bad that I invited someone over and they accepted and I flaked. Do I just explain the unplugged phone and beg for apologies? Do I up the ante to full blown dinner?

It's not as if she tried following up at your work or cell numbers, after not hearing back. Apologize, with the explanation, and set another date.

And next time you start a painting project, don't go on a crazed sex rampage with the road pavers outside your house until it's done.

Oh, and as for the tree, why not ask them to haul away the tree parts that fell on your yard when they get their parts taken away. Besides, they probably don't realize it's your tough noogies that their tree fell on your property.

notcasesensitive · 09-02-2004, 12:53 PM

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Originally posted by Shape Shifter
Sometime ago, someone (ncs?) recommended this book. I am just now finishing it and all I can say is, "Bob Dylan. "What a prick."

I recommended Positively 5th Street. The WSOP/death of Ted Binion book. So should I read Positively 4th Street too? What's it about?

[I hate you, Scott Tenneman.]

Replaced_Texan · 09-02-2004, 12:59 PM

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Originally posted by Mmmm, Burger (C.J.)
It's not as if she tried following up at your work or cell numbers, after not hearing back. Apologize, with the explanation, and set another date.

And next time you start a painting project, don't go on a crazed sex rampage with the road pavers outside your house until it's done.

Oh, and as for the tree, why not ask them to haul away the tree parts that fell on your yard when they get their parts taken away. Besides, they probably don't realize it's your tough noogies that their tree fell on your property.

The tree apparently only hates me. The rest of the tree stayed up, and my guess is that the neighbors don't even know that it's fallen. This one (massive) branch decided to try and take me out. I probably pissed off an ent in some former life. Either that, or the pecan tree tried to get it on with the crepe myrtle and got a little over excited.

I had too many other things to do last night to deal with the tree. I'm thinking that I may try and seduce one of the road construction guys into dragging it away. That crazed sex rampage may have its uses.

Greedy,Greedy,Greedy · 09-02-2004, 01:15 PM

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Originally posted by Replaced_Texan
On Monday morning, I called a friend of mine and to invite her and her SO to come over for drinks on Wednesday night (i.e. last night). They'd fed me gin martinis a few weeks ago, and I wanted to return the favor. She wasn't there, so I left a message and left my work number. I called again later that evening and left my cell number.

As of yesterday morning, I hadn't heard back from her, so I assumed that she hadn't gotten the message, which was probably for the best, since the house was not put back together yet.

Over the weekend I took on an ambitious task to repaint a room in my house, which of course turned the playfully messy house that I usually live in into a full blown disaster area. The plan was to be finished by Tuesday, but some, er, other events prevented me from giving my full concentration on the paint job on Monday and Tuesday nights, and I really wasn't able to finish everything until early, early this morning. The room does look nice, though, thanks for asking.

Anyhow, because I was painting, the telephone with the caller-ID and message light was unplugged and sitting under a tarp for the last five or so days. When I got home last night, I picked up the other phone and heard the message from my friend (sent at 5:30 the previous evening) accepting my invitation and asking for details. When I finally got the message last night, there was no way in hell I would let another human being into the disaster that was my house. Hell, even the puppy was covered in paint. I started to clean up a bit, got caught up in the cleaning frenzy (as well as the final touches of the painting), and I never did call her back.

She's a pretty easy going person, but I feel bad that I invited someone over and they accepted and I flaked. Do I just explain the unplugged phone and beg for apologies? Do I up the ante to full blown dinner?

ETA: If that's too boring, does anyone have experience negotiating with neighbors when part of their tree falls on your yard? Aside from a crape myrlte and possibly a few roses, there are suprisingly few casualties, and the fence looks ok. There is no way that I can drag that thing away though. On the bright side, I won't have as many pecans falling into my yard this fall.

Almost everything in life can be solved by food and drink. (And the few things that can't can be solved with sex).

Up the ante. It'll be fun.

Greedy,Greedy,Greedy · 09-02-2004, 01:18 PM

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Originally posted by Replaced_Texan

I had too many other things to do last night to deal with the tree. I'm thinking that I may try and seduce one of the road construction guys into dragging it away. That crazed sex rampage may have its uses.

I don't think this rises to the level of something that needs sex to solve it. Just offer them food and drink (of course, if the seduction was an end in and of itself...)

Shape Shifter · 09-02-2004, 01:20 PM

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Originally posted by notcasesensitive
I recommended Positively 5th Street. The WSOP/death of Ted Binion book. So should I read Positively 4th Street too? What's it about?

[I hate you, Scott Tenneman.]

It's about the lives of Joan Baez, Bob Dylan, Mimi Baez Farina and Richard Farina. Interesting look at the folk scene of the early 60s and at the personal lives of some interesting, creative artists. Dylan had problems with Joan because her tits weren't big enough.

notcasesensitive · 09-02-2004, 01:22 PM

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Originally posted by Shape Shifter
It's about the lives of Joan Baez, Bob Dylan, Mimi Baez Farina and Richard Farina. Interesting look at the folk scene of the early 60s and at the personal lives of some interesting, creative artists. Dylan had problems with Joan because her tits weren't big enough.

Cool. I'm a folk singer trapped in a transactional lawyer's body.

Shape Shifter · 09-02-2004, 01:24 PM

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Originally posted by notcasesensitive
Cool. I'm a folk singer trapped in a transactional lawyer's body.

The I would recommend it. I would also recommend your tits to Bob.

p.s. the author is David Hajdu

Pretty Little Flower · 09-02-2004, 01:27 PM

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Originally posted by Shape Shifter
Dylan had problems with Joan because her tits weren't big enough.

And for this you label him a prick? Sure, I can think of half a dozen things more objectionable about Joan Baez than her tit size, but I hardly think it makes Dylan a prick because he has different priorities.

Shape Shifter · 09-02-2004, 01:32 PM

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Originally posted by Pretty Little Flower
And for this you label him a prick? Sure, I can think of half a dozen things more objectionable about Joan Baez than her tit size, but I hardly think it makes Dylan a prick because he has different priorities.

No, no, no. He was a prick for turning his back on the protest movement and betraying the folk scene by turning to rock and roll and the life of the decadent bourgeoisie. His early music meant something, man, but he gave it all up to become a plastic pop idol. Didn't you hear the booing in Newport?

eta: apologies for lack of spoiler space

bilmore · 09-02-2004, 01:53 PM

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Originally posted by Shape Shifter
No, no, no. He was a prick for turning his back on the protest movement and betraying the folk scene by turning to rock and roll and the life of the decadent bourgeoisie. His early music meant something, man, but he gave it all up to become a plastic pop idol. Didn't you hear the booing in Newport?

By the time he gave up the protest movement, what the hell was there left to protest? The rise of sports bras?

Oliver_Wendell_Ramone · 09-02-2004, 02:08 PM

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Originally posted by bilmore
By the time he gave up the protest movement, what the hell was there left to protest? The rise of sports bras?

I don't think Joan Baez needed a sports bra.

Shape Shifter · 09-02-2004, 02:11 PM

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Originally posted by bilmore
By the time he gave up the protest movement, what the hell was there left to protest? The rise of sports bras?

Oh, come on, bilmore, compare the introspection of Another Side of Bob Dylan with his previous work. No songs about coal miners or activist martyrs. It was clear he had lost interest in the universal issues of the day. That was 1964. When was the sports bra invented? When, bilmore?

eta: fuck! forgot the spoiler space again. Sorry if I'm ruining the book for you, ncs.

Hank Chinaski · 09-02-2004, 02:12 PM

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Originally posted by Shape Shifter
No, no, no. He was a prick for turning his back on the protest movement and betraying the folk scene by turning to rock and roll and the life of the decadent bourgeoisie. His early music meant something, man, but he gave it all up to become a plastic pop idol. Didn't you hear the booing in Newport?

eta: apologies for lack of spoiler space

Dissent. He's the only one of the 60's guys who has handled old age well. Rambling brain addled incoherent is the way to go. Jagger/Richards as grandpas with long hair charging 100$ to sing satisfaction is not the right choice.

notcasesensitive · 09-02-2004, 02:17 PM

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Originally posted by Shape Shifter
Oh, come on, bilmore, compare the introspection of Another Side of Bob Dylan with his previous work. No songs about coal miners or activist martyrs. It was clear he had lost interest in the universal issues of the day. That was 1964. When was the sports bra invented? When, bilmore?

eta: fuck! forgot the spoiler space again. Sorry if I'm ruining the book for you, ncs.

I'm just trying to determine whether or not I could play Joan Baez in the eventual movie. I doubt that breast size will rule me out.

As I've mentioned before, Arlo currently performs some great old Dylan tunes. He has serious folk singer cred.