son of the isolated blurts thread!

Maybe.


I find something both lamentable and compelling about the single-minded postings from this guy. I think he really believes that shit, despite overwhelming evidence to the contrary, and the fact that his observations are based on viewing porn, which as most know have little, if anything, in common with reality.

Also, read back through some of these objectively. Sometimes I see a lyrical beauty - juvenile in nature, granted - in these postings, amid the misinformation and arrant nonsense.

I don’t know, watching him bloviate about a subject that clearly, he has no strong comprehension of, is like witnessing the crazy-eyed lady on the subway with her battered shopping bag full of random treasures, shouting to anyone in earshot about the end of the world. You check yourself and make sure to not sit too close - certainly not within striking distance - and half listen as she bellows on. You’re somewhat relieved when your stop arrives (you always step off before these folks, because they ride until the end of the line), but inside you are a little sad, wish them well, and hope they will be okay, make it to wherever home is for them, and trudge through another day, their plastic bag of dumpster discoveries swinging at the end of their arm.
Em, I love how you actually see people, and can then tell it, and make it beautiful. :rose:

But I think I'd rather sit next to the bag lady than that particular poster.
 
Em, I love how you actually see people, and can then tell it, and make it beautiful. :rose:

But I think I'd rather sit next to the bag lady than that particular poster.



Ah, shucks Minxy, thanks. :rose:


*gives seat up to the fine lookin' woman in the bad-ass boots, so she isn't sitting beside ol' crazy Mary*
 
Houston, the kitty has landed. Repeat the kitty has landed. Over.

She is hiding under a bureau.

It took over an hour to get her, during which I saw: a dog fight, another dog get it's foot crushed in the door, and a large nasty woman employee spray a barking beagle in the face with water. (She nearly got her nose busted. If looks could kill, she would be long dead.) I just thought of mountain lions and smiled evilly at her. She considered saying something, saw the smile, and then thought better of it. Not quite as dumb as she looked that one.

Kitty still does not have a name. I will post a pic when she decides it's safe to come out, poor little puss.
 
Houston, the kitty has landed. Repeat the kitty has landed. Over.

She is hiding under a bureau.

It took over an hour to get her, during which I saw: a dog fight, another dog get it's foot crushed in the door, and a large nasty woman employee spray a barking beagle in the face with water. (She nearly got her nose busted. If looks could kill, she would be long dead.) I just thought of mountain lions and smiled evilly at her. She considered saying something, saw the smile, and then thought better of it. Not quite as dumb as she looked that one.

Kitty still does not have a name. I will post a pic when she decides it's safe to come out, poor little puss.



Yay! You finally got your kitty!

Emerson is a most excellent name. It conveys charm, a little mischief, strong arms and shoulders (what cat don't need that?), intelligence, and fine, fine looks. Perfect.





Just sayin'.

http://24.media.tumblr.com/9ef87d916e41adeadb98c7220f491143/tumblr_mjs0lu1Axh1rnl448o1_400.jpg
 
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Yay, Minxie! Hopefully, she acclimates soon. Then you'll be complaining she can't get enough attention! :D
 
Yay! You finally got your kitty!

Emerson is a most excellent name. It conveys charm, a little mischief, strong arms and shoulders (what cat don't need that?), intelligence, and fine, fine looks. Perfect.

It is, and I have thrown it in the ring along with Harlequin (she is black and white with a black diamond on her face and orange eyes) then it could be shortened to either Harley or Quinn, Goblin (my daughter's suggestion), and Douglas (my son thinks he's funny.) We do have one other contender. Since she is now under the bed instead of the bureau--I suggested Dust Bunny. So we will see what the kiddos say when they come home on Sunday.

That dude loves him some muthafuckin' breakfast...
That's what my grocery order looks like when my son's friends are staying over. They must have teenage boys. Those fuckers can EAT.

Yay, Minxie! Hopefully, she acclimates soon. Then you'll be complaining she can't get enough attention! :D
I do too. She really is a sweet little thing when she isn't being a freak. And never, I love to have someone to give pats and pets to. Cue Nip. . . .lol
 
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Emerson is a good name, but sounds too masculine for her sweet kitty. (Get your minds out of the gutter!)

Yo, I have been known to be sweet on occasion, when called upon. I have made cavities and fillings sing and ache, like authentic pecan pie, with my sweetness.



It is, and I have thrown it in the ring along with Harlequin (she is black and white with a black diamond on her face and orange eyes) then it could be shortened to either Harley or Quinn, Goblin (my daughter's suggestion), and Douglas (my son thinks he's funny.) We do have one other contender. Since she is now under the bed instead of the bureau--I suggested Dust Bunny. So we will see what the kiddos say when they come home on Sunday.

That's what my grocery order looks like when my son's friends are staying over. They must have teenage boys. Those fuckers can EAT.


I do too. She really is a sweet little thing when she isn't being a freak. And never, I love to have someone to give pats and pets to. Cue Nip. . . .lol

I am not one to foil with the democratic process, and I trust the wee creature will be adorned with a name befitting it's cute characteristics and meowly mannerisms.

I am just happy for you, and for that wee, furry bugger, who found a loving and caring place to hang her tail and call home.
 
speaking of superheroes:

see captain america: the winter soldier. watch both sequences during the credits afterwards. pay attention to the tombstone.

that is all.

ed
 
My oldest is in Florida with her marching band. Here's hoping we don't have any meltdowns.
 
Too much asshat apologism and crybaby troll wannabes around here lately.
 
YUM Asparagus season is finally here (though you would not know it from the weather outside--it's frightful).

But the fire is so delightful, since we've got no place to go, let it S--NO! No more fuckin snow!!!

Blurt over. Back to the regularly scheduled . . . well, blurting, I suppose.
 
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