That Moment....
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Ouch!
Wow.*offers JT Woody a hug to make up for the horrible day*
TMW you make up lyrics for a well-known song, in the hope of helping someone else feel better.
*to the tune of "My Favourite Things"*
When the dust spreads,
when the tea spills,
when I think I'm cursed --
I simply remember my horrible day,
and know that it is the worst!
(Sorry for that. Hope you both feel better.)
I hate it when I whack the heavy battery side of the nuts. I hope your business end is okay.
TMW researching 1 minor thing for your manuscript inadvertently uncovers a massive plot hole that now you have to go back to chapter 1 in order to fix
I've had that happen. (Not a massive hole, but a bunch of tiny niggles that needed to be fixed across multiple chapters). Good luck, JT!
mom said she'd pretend to be surprise, but... when me and my siblings called her and told her where her present was, i dont think she was pretending when she started crying.
We'd gotten her the deluxe all day session.
also, Happy Birthday Mrs. Potvin! (@Homer Potvin )
Happy Birthday for Mama's Woody and Potvin.
TMW on vacation in Greece when after four days you have a Mountain Dew deprivation headache that is about to split your head in two and then you finally find a can of Mountain Dew at a street kiosk and you are literately shaking with excitment and can hardly get the tab popped fast enough. Then you take that first big slurp and find out that the taste of Greek Mountain Dew is nothing at all like the taste of US Mountain Dew. Cured the headache though.
did it taste good? bad?
When I lived in Italy then came back to the US, McDonalds wasnt the same as over there. The ketchup was sweeter there than in the US, i remember.
Oh! and bananas were different too. I remember eating bananas a lot while in Italy, but when I moved back to the US, the bananas didnt taste good and i stopped eating them.
Different, so not good to me since I'm used to the MD in the states. If I were there long enough to get used to it, I would probably like it fine.
The same thing happened to me a couple years ago on vacation in Scotland and Ireland. I could rarely find MD, and when I did, it tasted different. From what I am reading, Europe has much higher standards as to what they are allowed to put in their consumables, so the MD here in the States is probably killing me slowly.
My two favorite TMW scenes in the movies:
In An Unfinished Life, the rancher disarms a bully at a restaurant by taking the bully's fork, holds it to the bully's throat, and says "You wanna continue this? It can be over all at once. Because that's how goddamn fast your life can change." And you see at once that the old rancher is somebody whom you don't want to cross, and sets up another scene at the end of the film where he suddenly becomes protective to his grand-daughter, to another bully's dismay.
In the film In America, the protagonist accuses a neighbor of being in love with his wife. The neighbor respond with "No... I'm in love with you. And I'm in love with your beautiful woman. And I'm in love with your kids. And I'm even in love with your unborn child. I'm even in love with your anger! I'm in love with anything that lives!"
That is the moment when he realizes that his neighbor is dying, and the whole film whips into a ninety-degree turn.
In An Unfinished Life, the rancher disarms a bully at a restaurant by taking the bully's fork, holds it to the bully's throat, and says "You wanna continue this? It can be over all at once. Because that's how goddamn fast your life can change." And you see at once that the old rancher is somebody whom you don't want to cross, and sets up another scene at the end of the film where he suddenly becomes protective to his grand-daughter, to another bully's dismay.
In the film In America, the protagonist accuses a neighbor of being in love with his wife. The neighbor respond with "No... I'm in love with you. And I'm in love with your beautiful woman. And I'm in love with your kids. And I'm even in love with your unborn child. I'm even in love with your anger! I'm in love with anything that lives!"
That is the moment when he realizes that his neighbor is dying, and the whole film whips into a ninety-degree turn.
TMW somebody threatens you for nothing you actually did. 
Let me explain. On the weekend, I did two concerts at a cathedral here in the town centre. Lots of appreciative people in the audience, good music, lovely soloists, and even the fact that it was bitterly cold (and the heating broke down) didn't dampen anyone's enthusiasm.
So far, so good. But ...
The cathedral is opposite our biggest train station here, and outside the station, there's always some guy shouting about how Jesus is love, Jesus is peace, all you need is Jesus, etc.
As I was coming out of the station, he was doing his usual schtick -- and as I passed him, he shouted at me: "And if you don't worship Jesus, I will punch you in the face!"
Of course, I backed far, FAR away from him. That's not how to make friends and influence people! =P
What makes this even more ridiculous is that inside the train station is also a police station.
I think this guy might be getting a stern talking-to. At least, when my concerts finished and I was going home, that guy was replaced by someone else who was also yelling about Jesus. So maybe he learned his lesson? I don't know, but I'd like to think so ...
Let me explain. On the weekend, I did two concerts at a cathedral here in the town centre. Lots of appreciative people in the audience, good music, lovely soloists, and even the fact that it was bitterly cold (and the heating broke down) didn't dampen anyone's enthusiasm.
So far, so good. But ...
The cathedral is opposite our biggest train station here, and outside the station, there's always some guy shouting about how Jesus is love, Jesus is peace, all you need is Jesus, etc.
As I was coming out of the station, he was doing his usual schtick -- and as I passed him, he shouted at me: "And if you don't worship Jesus, I will punch you in the face!"
Of course, I backed far, FAR away from him. That's not how to make friends and influence people! =P
What makes this even more ridiculous is that inside the train station is also a police station.
I think this guy might be getting a stern talking-to. At least, when my concerts finished and I was going home, that guy was replaced by someone else who was also yelling about Jesus. So maybe he learned his lesson? I don't know, but I'd like to think so ... 
Ouch. I really hope it gets better.
That moment when someone else's post reminds you that you're squeamish about finger injuries.
Hope yours isn't too bad, it's a horrible spot for an injury.
buy a clicker.TMW you've been trying to teach your dog a command for months and he didnt seem like he was picking it up. So you randomly do a hand gesture and lo an behold, dog does command.
I guess apparently my lab responds to visual commands rather than verbal?
Or an easy mode dog like I have, a border collie.
He's half Newf and half Bernese Mountain Dog and does look a lot like a black bear, other than his white socks and white chest/muzzle. Previous dogs have been Great Pyrenees, Leonberger (she was the biggest overall), Kuvasz, Saint Bernard, etc.
TMW when you remember not everyone has a preference for dogs that are bigger than them
TMW you come across another Large Dog Person. At 95 pounds, mine is tiny compared to yours. He's lab and Pyrenees. My son's Bernese just produced ten puppies (Bernese and mountain cur mix) They intended to breed for pure Bernese, but the opportunistic ranch dog down the road had other ideas. At two days old, each pup was about eight inches long and bigger around than my wrist. No wonder mom looked like a perambulating pony keg.
TMW you realize you aren't sure you believe yourself when you say, I don't want another dog.
Our Leonberger was massive. She was 145 lbs at her prime (perfectly trim) 6 feet long without counting her tail, and 35 inches tall at the shoulder. Our current boy is little compared to our usual. He's not small weight wise, but only 29 inches tall at the shoulder.
I hear you. Our boy just turned on 1 on Saturday and through his puppy shenanigans we've been saying one is more than enough, but already, when I see puppies... especially pyrenees or anatolian pups... I'm gonna break I know it. We've always had at least 2 dogs, for the last 20+ years. Just one feels weird now that he's chilling out
This is the first time since 1980 that we've only had one dog for more than ten days. The biggest and hands-down sweetest dog we ever had was a 106 pound lab/golden retriever mix. He wasn't fat, just big and long. Never raised his voice, never made a threatening move. He used to get out of the yard and go walkabout in our rural area. We soon learned to look for the nearest group of children, and there he'd be.
I always wanted an Irish wolfhound, but never managed to make it happened. I occasionally got to love on an acquaintance's two, though. The male was almost 150 pounds. When on his back legs, he stood taller than I did at 5'7". If we'd been wrestlers, we'd have been in the same weight class. I'd have forfeited the match, of course.
TMW you realize that what this forum needs is a dog/cat/horse/etc thread.
I always wanted an Irish wolfhound, but never managed to make it happened. I occasionally got to love on an acquaintance's two, though. The male was almost 150 pounds. When on his back legs, he stood taller than I did at 5'7". If we'd been wrestlers, we'd have been in the same weight class. I'd have forfeited the match, of course.
TMW you realize that what this forum needs is a dog/cat/horse/etc thread.
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