WOW. I’m glad Atari went after the game console market. Did you see those sweet pants? They should have been forced out of business just for those pants!
I was 14 years old in 1977. In my lifetime we have gone from a digital camera as big as a half bathroom that took crappy photos barely identifiable to five megapixal add ons to cell phones. Future Shock baby.
Found an amazing $5 video at Walmart: Vietnam, Americas Conflict. 4 DVD’s full of Army, AF, and Marine “news” reels, history, and other oddities. you’ll forgive me but I have to go. the 101st Airborne Screaming Eagles are featured at the moment
I can say without fear of contradiction that I have not watched a single minute of Dancing with the Stars in my life. That said, evidently Bristol Palin has a shot at winning the the the overall contest tonight. If she does, liberal heads will explode all over North America. To that end, vote for her tonight. I don’t know how to do that, but here is the website. Somebody figure it out.
It is a good cause. I, however, get a kick out of the “conspiracy theory” that Tea Partiers are voting for Palin. I disagree. I think tea Partiers arent really interested in Dancing with the Tards and couldnt give a tin shit about these mindless type programs. Just my theory
A Texan is drinking in a Colorado bar when he gets a call on his cell phone.
He orders drinks for everybody in the bar because, he announces his wife has just produced a baby boy weighing 25 pounds. Nobody can believe that any new baby can weigh in at 25 pounds, but the Texan just shrugs, “That’s about average in Texas , folks…like I said – my boy’s a typical Texas baby boy.”
Two weeks later the Texan returns to the bar. The bartender says, “Say, you’re the father of that baby that weighed 25 pounds at birth, aren’t you? Everybody’s been making’ bets about how big he’d be in two weeks….so how much does he weigh now?
“The proud father answers, “Seventeen pounds.”
The bartender is puzzled, and concerned. “What happened? He was 25 pounds the day he was born.”
The Texas father takes a slow swig from his beer, wipes his lips on his shirt sleeve, leans into the bartender and proudly says, “Had him circumcised”.
I’m not big into DWTS myself, but I recognize that in the grand scheme of the vast wasteland that is craptastic television these days, ballroom dancing is a far more respectable alternative to pretty much every reality show in existence, the chosen genre du jour.
Ray Bradburry was so ahead of his time. He talked about reality TV in his book Fahrenheit 451 where the shows had no purpose, no plot, and no meaning, yet are fun to watch. It just helps push people into ignorance, and frankly, people who are so drawn into these shows are ignorant for the most part. Thats why I dont buy the Tea Party conspiracy. TP members, by and large and at least in my experience, are very well informed. They have other things to do than watch DWTT. That said, mindless programing is fun….in moderation.
MB….. thanks for the bellylaugh bro! It reminded me of another one that’s kinda long but I will try to type it. Y’all excuse the typos as I hack away…
Dude says “D-D-D-Doc… M-M-M-My wife is g-g-g-gonna leave m-m-m-me if I d-d-don’t quit s-s-s-stuttering”.
Dr. gives him the full physical and finds nothing wrong until he checks his “junk”. Doc says “Here’s the problem…. that footlong white snake in your pants is tuggin’ on your vocal cords. We need to get rid of about half of that weight.”
Dude says “D-D-D-Dang doc, I h-h-hate to d-d-do it b-b-but she’s g-g-gonna leave me f-f-for sure if I d-d-don’t quit s-s-stuttering”
Doc plops dudes junk on the cuttin’ board and lops off half.
Dude says “Wow Doc! I’m cured! Thank you so much! You saved my marriage!!”
Next day dude is waiting for Doc when he opens for business. As the Doc is opening the door dude is pleading… “Damn Doc, my wife said if I don’t get that good 6 inches back she’s gonna leave me for sure. You gotta re-attach it!!”
That was AMAZING! I’ve heard the term flash mob, but never quite like that. The one I saw was people freezing in place at grand central or something. This is phenomenal.
Slinger- fantastic! Now, if you could all have the scenery I have right now, looking out the window in my office during this snow storm, while watching this, you all would be in for a real treat.
Okay, Dancing with the Stars starts about now. I don’t know when to vote exactly, but here is how you can text in a vote for Bristol Palin. I found it on their site.
Phone number: 800-VOTE4-07
Text code: 3407
Again, I wouldn’t give a damn one way or the other but making moonbat heads explode coast-to-coast is a good cause.
Okay, I just sat down to supper and told Mrs. Walker about the bleg for Bristol votes and took a 20 minute tongue lashing – and not the good kind.
Mrs. Walker “explained” to me that Bristol has done well against professionals and improved dramatically and deserves and up or down vote that is fair and not based on a bunch of hanyaks who want to see moonbat heads explode. Her position is reasonable.
She’s a good looking girl who’s doing well against professionals that deserves an up vote to make moonbat heads explode and get RD a dramatic tongue-lashing.
My wife just made me watch a clip of dancing with the tards:
Jennifer grey goosed the host and he said “I feel like I’ve just been through airport security”… it’s working it’s way into daily life…very pervasive issue, the TSA invasion…
RD – If Mrs. Walker is concerned about Bristol Palin having competed fairly on her own merits, please remind her that millions of moonbats will be unfairly voting against her simply because of who she is – we are merely canceling that out in order to allow fairness to determine the outcome. Without the votes of people such as myself who have no intention of actually watching the show, she will not be allowed to compete fairly.
“Yeah, it is all screwed up now and it can’t be fixed. Poor girl will never be able to do anything outside the shadow of her mother. What a frickin’ mess.”
This is the point when a prudent husband drops the topic.
Nobody, all you have to learn is the rule of Yes Dear. “Whatever” does NOT work. Tried that one and failed. Yes Dear does the trick nicely if you can smile and grit your teeth at the same time!
Oh how about “whatever” when it comes from her? Or the classic blunder all newly-minted husbands fall for: “I don’t care. Do whatever you want.” (Ooooh you’re sooooo gonna pay for that one! Hope it’s worth it)
Ha! That sounds suspiciously like the “you should KNOW what I want” school of thought. Thats a fine conundrum to find yourself in as a newly married wannabe pants wearer
Hey Bman, how the hell do you keep from shattering those Arctic Cat windshields on all the stoopid pheasant hens in the middle of winter? they seem drawn to shit going REAL fast…
“I want you to ‘want’ to help me clean the kitchen”
“Who the hell wants to do the dishes?”
Bwahahahaha!
However, just so you know, my wife DEMANDS i leave the kitchen when she cleans. Apparently I suck at it. Oh darn. I get to make a huge dinner and a nice mess but Noooooo, I can’t help clean up.
Maybe I can get her to bring me a cigar when I’m banished from the kitchen to the couch…hmmm
Well you gus can have all your fun on your crazy snow machines. I’d love to join you but managesd to freeze my hands so badly, so many times, that temps below 50 degrees hurt my hands. Snow makes them burn like I set them on fire….
I was helping the wife fold clothes once many years ago… she corrected something I folded (quietly). I put what I had in my hands down and said “never again”.
As for dishes…I don’t do em. When I was a bachelor, she bought some dishes for a stay at my house (couple months) she still lived in Texas…me in Atlanta… I threw them away when they got dirty. Never asked me to do dishes. (now we have indentured servants to do them)
A very wise friend of mine told me how he forever got out of ironing his shirts.. and yes, I think he did this with malice aforethought if you’re reading mrs or ms Walker…
When tasked with ironing his shirts after they first moved in together he couldn’t get past the stupidity of doing the job himself. He’d always had it done by the laundry down the road. Convinced he never EVER wanted to do it he decided to do it SO BADLY that his wife would think him an idiot, or domestically incabable.
He burns iron marks in half a dozen nice oxfords. BIG burn marks.
Wife freaked. Said “you can’t even do THIS?” and thereafter wouldn’t ALLOW HIM to do the laundry…
To date he’s been married 15 years and still, no laundry duty.
RD brother, you are SO midwestern. Theres something very cool about that, especially when you get riled by the wife in the language of the plains,lol. I guess growing up in Chicago I wasn’t baptised in the true midwestern traditions.
Here is a true fact about me: My last ancestor born in Europe was born there in 1848. Yet every single ancestor I have was either born in Europe or Iowa. That is Iowa to the core cob.
I used to wear rather expensive egyptian cotton pinpoint oxfords that would look like SHIT if they weren’t ironed. Broadcloth, meh.
Fixed that problem though. I no longer wear them. They hang in an expansive walk in closet waiting for wedings etc but otherwise… dude, I live in T-shirts and pullovers now. I don’t even know if we OWN an iron
RD, like I said,lol. Its weird man, I could walk you into the town I grew up in and you’d fit right in, but if I tried the reverse we’d stick out like corn in a bean field. Chicago is a weird place
Yeah, I never know what to make of Chicago… Hog butcherer to the World, Mercantile Mart. I know it is the Midwest, yet it still feels a little like the East Coast to me.
Mrs. Walker is an honest to goodness farm girl. She and her sisters were more the debutante variety of farm girl than the barrel riding, hog calling type, but very cool just the same.
I’ll tell ya RD, Chicago is forever going to behave like a younger sibling to the bigger coastal cities.
They claim to hate the snobbery of New Yorkers but sneer at the farmers downstate. They’re a world class finance center but act like territorial brats when faced with challenges from overseas. Half the population of the metro area has family 60 miles outside the city but for all the world denies them until the holidays when they go to party in the ‘fresh air’. I don’t get it.
They’re barely separated from the farms but act like East Coasters when it comes to recognizing their vital importance to the economy of the city.
Chicago has a chip on its shoulder, always will.
I see it everywhere, this urban disdain for country. I makes me wanna punch them. Worse yet, i was almost like that before I willfully put myself on the other side of the fence. VERY few places in the country are so ideologically divided between urban and redneck while being so damned close physically
I’m a reformed suburbanite, or a born again country boy, you make the call. When my friends up there ask I just tell them I’m channelling my inner redneck
The part of me glad I’m a granite statah. Not many of y’all folks up heah, but this neck o’ th’ woods got so many good clasick New Englandahs that you wouldn’t even believe.
And you know how you folks look at tha maps on the ‘lection stuff? All wrong. New Hampshah only votes some blue because o’ damn Mass-Holes from Bah-ston.
Alright, straight up… NH rolls “Live free or die” for a reason.
Hehehe, Uke, with all due respect, NH is just Maine without the water, aint it?
Wicked cool man, wicked cool
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See now if I knew a few more NH folks ( or maine for that matter) I could prepare myself, in proper N’Easter lingo, for the beatdown my last comment surely earned me
You should know Uke, and everyone else that hasn’t MET any, that Iowa produces some of the most stunning, solid, and intelligent women in the country. Underrated that fine state is…
Pssssh… NH is way cooler in ALL respects. Maine has more coastline, sure. Can’t use it ever but for the lower edges… too far up north and you’re freezing to death! Oh, and the big thing ’round heah that RR folks will appreciate? Maine is a goddamn commie state compared to NH. Northern rough Mainahs, they may be alright, but most o’ ones in the southern pahts, screw ‘em. Hippies.
At least you’re right on “wicked.” That’s NE lingo. But, you know, veterans like myself pretty much use whatever the #$&( language we want. ;D
just so you know Uke, my family has been here longer than dirt. We spread out from the NE. My great grandmother had a place on the Maine coastline, an island actually. Back then they were artists but americans. These days… ugh.
I had a look at our old family island the other day. Its been razed. Enormous estates now pollute the place. I abandoned my faith in Maine long ago. I’d rather remember her as she was a long time back, filled with badass fishermen, wiry tough women, and fantastic lobster.
My Nana come through Ellis Island as a teenager from Slovania. Her husband was from the Dalmation Coast. They came to Chicago and settled on the border between Indiana on the Chicago side. It’s weird because I grew up on both sides and they’re night and day.
Very good Nota. I know the feeling. The sad thing is that he waited an hour to drink it, and that he only had one left, (and notice it was in the way back of the fridge, forgotten about for months I’m sure). This man is not a true PBR Hanyak. He is a poser. Everyone knows that a true PBR lover, if he must keep it in the fridge, will have it in the front, ahead of the milk carton, if you will.
WOW. I’m glad Atari went after the game console market. Did you see those sweet pants? They should have been forced out of business just for those pants!
I was 14 years old in 1977. In my lifetime we have gone from a digital camera as big as a half bathroom that took crappy photos barely identifiable to five megapixal add ons to cell phones. Future Shock baby.
10 in 77….wow. I still remember collecting Star Wars cards…..
Okay, um, WTF is this all about?
And when I see my nephew of about that same age today he is playing with….Star Wars toys. The more things change….
(The difference is, today the Millennium Falcon actually flys on its own! Welcome to the future!)
There Is Nothing To See Here Mr. Walker. Move Along.
Why are we showing the face of Colonel Sanders to extraterrestrials? What does it all mean?
MiB is franchising now?
http://www.theregister.co.uk/2006/11/17/colonel_sanders_mosaic/
That’s awesome. If aliens come for the chicken, they need to give em a “double down”! That sandwich is outstanding!
Funny t shirt for you math nerds:
Moonbats! Moonbats! Moonbats!
http://www.people.com/people/article/0,,20443988,00.html
@Nota: Very choice picture. Made me laugh.
My daughter (16)says to tell everyone “hi”… so, “Hi”.
Hi right back at her.
Hi to the young’un.
On a completely unrelated (ADD) note, I love hot soup on a cold night.
Found an amazing $5 video at Walmart: Vietnam, Americas Conflict. 4 DVD’s full of Army, AF, and Marine “news” reels, history, and other oddities. you’ll forgive me but I have to go. the 101st Airborne Screaming Eagles are featured at the moment
Well, looks like we will have a White Thanksgiving this year. Dont get them all that often. 6 above zero this morning. Winter is here.
I can say without fear of contradiction that I have not watched a single minute of Dancing with the Stars in my life. That said, evidently Bristol Palin has a shot at winning the the the overall contest tonight. If she does, liberal heads will explode all over North America. To that end, vote for her tonight. I don’t know how to do that, but here is the website. Somebody figure it out.
http://abc.go.com/shows/dancing-with-the-stars?cid=abc_ss2_dws
Causing liberal heads to explode is a good cause.
It is a good cause. I, however, get a kick out of the “conspiracy theory” that Tea Partiers are voting for Palin. I disagree. I think tea Partiers arent really interested in Dancing with the Tards and couldnt give a tin shit about these mindless type programs. Just my theory
A Texan is drinking in a Colorado bar when he gets a call on his cell phone.
He orders drinks for everybody in the bar because, he announces his wife has just produced a baby boy weighing 25 pounds. Nobody can believe that any new baby can weigh in at 25 pounds, but the Texan just shrugs, “That’s about average in Texas , folks…like I said – my boy’s a typical Texas baby boy.”
Two weeks later the Texan returns to the bar. The bartender says, “Say, you’re the father of that baby that weighed 25 pounds at birth, aren’t you? Everybody’s been making’ bets about how big he’d be in two weeks….so how much does he weigh now?
“The proud father answers, “Seventeen pounds.”
The bartender is puzzled, and concerned. “What happened? He was 25 pounds the day he was born.”
The Texas father takes a slow swig from his beer, wipes his lips on his shirt sleeve, leans into the bartender and proudly says, “Had him circumcised”.
I’m not big into DWTS myself, but I recognize that in the grand scheme of the vast wasteland that is craptastic television these days, ballroom dancing is a far more respectable alternative to pretty much every reality show in existence, the chosen genre du jour.
Jersey Shore… *shudder*
Ray Bradburry was so ahead of his time. He talked about reality TV in his book Fahrenheit 451 where the shows had no purpose, no plot, and no meaning, yet are fun to watch. It just helps push people into ignorance, and frankly, people who are so drawn into these shows are ignorant for the most part. Thats why I dont buy the Tea Party conspiracy. TP members, by and large and at least in my experience, are very well informed. They have other things to do than watch DWTT. That said, mindless programing is fun….in moderation.
MB….. thanks for the bellylaugh bro! It reminded me of another one that’s kinda long but I will try to type it. Y’all excuse the typos as I hack away…
Dude says “D-D-D-Doc… M-M-M-My wife is g-g-g-gonna leave m-m-m-me if I d-d-don’t quit s-s-s-stuttering”.
Dr. gives him the full physical and finds nothing wrong until he checks his “junk”. Doc says “Here’s the problem…. that footlong white snake in your pants is tuggin’ on your vocal cords. We need to get rid of about half of that weight.”
Dude says “D-D-D-Dang doc, I h-h-hate to d-d-do it b-b-but she’s g-g-gonna leave me f-f-for sure if I d-d-don’t quit s-s-stuttering”
Doc plops dudes junk on the cuttin’ board and lops off half.
Dude says “Wow Doc! I’m cured! Thank you so much! You saved my marriage!!”
Next day dude is waiting for Doc when he opens for business. As the Doc is opening the door dude is pleading… “Damn Doc, my wife said if I don’t get that good 6 inches back she’s gonna leave me for sure. You gotta re-attach it!!”
Doc says “S-S-S-Sorry, t-t-t-too late!”
Must see:
I love those things. I wish I could see one. I think some of the people in that one who joined in weren’t in on it. They were just caught up in it.
Very cool.
That was AMAZING! I’ve heard the term flash mob, but never quite like that. The one I saw was people freezing in place at grand central or something. This is phenomenal.
Slinger- fantastic! Now, if you could all have the scenery I have right now, looking out the window in my office during this snow storm, while watching this, you all would be in for a real treat.
Shit Slinger, now my eyes are leaking. That was just breathtaking… thanks!
Bman, global warming’s got michigan all messed up 60F – wtf?over.
High of 40 tomorrow.. what kind of shit is 60 during rifle season?
Wow Nota. Its 14 here now and in a winter storm advisory…comin’ your way! Bwahahaha
It was 73 here in OK today. Definitely Indian summer.
Okay, Dancing with the Stars starts about now. I don’t know when to vote exactly, but here is how you can text in a vote for Bristol Palin. I found it on their site.
Phone number: 800-VOTE4-07
Text code: 3407
Again, I wouldn’t give a damn one way or the other but making moonbat heads explode coast-to-coast is a good cause.
Wowee….I didn’t know she was so purty. yipes.
I’m textin………..
I want that weather Bman. I LOVE THE COLD AND SNOW!
Okay, I just sat down to supper and told Mrs. Walker about the bleg for Bristol votes and took a 20 minute tongue lashing – and not the good kind.
Mrs. Walker “explained” to me that Bristol has done well against professionals and improved dramatically and deserves and up or down vote that is fair and not based on a bunch of hanyaks who want to see moonbat heads explode. Her position is reasonable.
Guide yourself accordingly.
Ooooh…shot down by the better half.
Been there.
She’s a good looking girl who’s doing well against professionals that deserves an up vote to make moonbat heads explode and get RD a dramatic tongue-lashing.
That’s what I heard.
Yes, Mrs Walker has a way of putting things that is very persuasive.
I won’t vote. Nobody puts “Baby” in the corner.
My wife just made me watch a clip of dancing with the tards:
Jennifer grey goosed the host and he said “I feel like I’ve just been through airport security”… it’s working it’s way into daily life…very pervasive issue, the TSA invasion…
she goosed him???
classic….just classic….heh he heh
@Uke…you have pretty good hearing. That’s what it sounded like to me as well!
wtf is a hanyak?
I bet Bman knows what a hanyak is.
Think redneck with a snowmobile and ice fishing house instead of a bass boat.
http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=Hanyak
RD – If Mrs. Walker is concerned about Bristol Palin having competed fairly on her own merits, please remind her that millions of moonbats will be unfairly voting against her simply because of who she is – we are merely canceling that out in order to allow fairness to determine the outcome. Without the votes of people such as myself who have no intention of actually watching the show, she will not be allowed to compete fairly.
I told her that and her response was…
“Yeah, it is all screwed up now and it can’t be fixed. Poor girl will never be able to do anything outside the shadow of her mother. What a frickin’ mess.”
This is the point when a prudent husband drops the topic.
Yeah, I figured as much. Maybe one of the reasons I’m still not married is that I don’t know when to shut up.
It took years and years to learn Nobody.
Top new TSA slogans …
Can’t see London, can’t see France, unless we see your underpants.
Grope discounts available.
If we did our job any better we’d have to buy you dinner first.
Only we know if Lady Gaga is really a lady.
Don’t worry, my hands are still warm from the last guy.
Throw a few back at the airport Chili’s and you won’t even notice.
Wanna fly? Drop your fly.
We’ve handled more balls than Barney Frank
We are now free to move about your pants
We rub you the wrong way, so you can be on your way.
It’s not a grope. It’s a freedom pat.
When in doubt, we make you whip it out.
TSA: Touchin’, Squeezin’, Arrestin’
You WERE a virgin.
We handle more packages than the USPS
Nobody, all you have to learn is the rule of Yes Dear. “Whatever” does NOT work. Tried that one and failed. Yes Dear does the trick nicely if you can smile and grit your teeth at the same time!
Can’t see London, can’t see France, unless we see your underpants.
Bwahahahahahaha!!!!!
I usually go with: “I have no fricken idea what you are talking about.” But, I still love you.
Oh how about “whatever” when it comes from her? Or the classic blunder all newly-minted husbands fall for: “I don’t care. Do whatever you want.” (Ooooh you’re sooooo gonna pay for that one! Hope it’s worth it)
Ha! That sounds suspiciously like the “you should KNOW what I want” school of thought. Thats a fine conundrum to find yourself in as a newly married wannabe pants wearer
“I want you to ‘want’ to help me clean the kitchen”
“Who the hell wants to do the dishes?”
Plenty of hanyaks here. If they have an Artic Cat or Polaris jacket…they just might be a hanyak.
Hey Bman, how the hell do you keep from shattering those Arctic Cat windshields on all the stoopid pheasant hens in the middle of winter? they seem drawn to shit going REAL fast…
I used to have an arctic cat jacket.
My first (only) sled was a 78 pantera that I bought by babysitting 3 kids for 2 bucks an hour (for all three) at a grand total of $325.
“I want you to ‘want’ to help me clean the kitchen”
“Who the hell wants to do the dishes?”
Bwahahahaha!
However, just so you know, my wife DEMANDS i leave the kitchen when she cleans. Apparently I suck at it. Oh darn. I get to make a huge dinner and a nice mess but Noooooo, I can’t help clean up.
Maybe I can get her to bring me a cigar when I’m banished from the kitchen to the couch…hmmm
Well you gus can have all your fun on your crazy snow machines. I’d love to join you but managesd to freeze my hands so badly, so many times, that temps below 50 degrees hurt my hands. Snow makes them burn like I set them on fire….
I was helping the wife fold clothes once many years ago… she corrected something I folded (quietly). I put what I had in my hands down and said “never again”.
As for dishes…I don’t do em. When I was a bachelor, she bought some dishes for a stay at my house (couple months) she still lived in Texas…me in Atlanta… I threw them away when they got dirty. Never asked me to do dishes. (now we have indentured servants to do them)
If you ever drove your pickup out on the lake in November, you might be a hanyak.
If your favorite beer is PBR, you might be a hanyak.
If your high school basketball team consists of 12 white boys, you might be a hanyak.
If you drink “pop,” you might be a hanyak.
To be clear, Mrs. Walker just meant it to mean a bunch of wild, reckless, boisterous men. That is what it usually means hereabouts.
A very wise friend of mine told me how he forever got out of ironing his shirts.. and yes, I think he did this with malice aforethought if you’re reading mrs or ms Walker…
When tasked with ironing his shirts after they first moved in together he couldn’t get past the stupidity of doing the job himself. He’d always had it done by the laundry down the road. Convinced he never EVER wanted to do it he decided to do it SO BADLY that his wife would think him an idiot, or domestically incabable.
He burns iron marks in half a dozen nice oxfords. BIG burn marks.
Wife freaked. Said “you can’t even do THIS?” and thereafter wouldn’t ALLOW HIM to do the laundry…
To date he’s been married 15 years and still, no laundry duty.
For the record, I dont have a snomobile jacket….but I do like PBR. Bman = hanyak
Damn, your love of PBR is the stuff of legend. That’s why I tossed it in.
RD brother, you are SO midwestern. Theres something very cool about that, especially when you get riled by the wife in the language of the plains,lol. I guess growing up in Chicago I wasn’t baptised in the true midwestern traditions.
To this day, Ive never understood the point of ironing clothes. They just get all wrinkled again when you get out of bed…
Here is a true fact about me: My last ancestor born in Europe was born there in 1848. Yet every single ancestor I have was either born in Europe or Iowa. That is Iowa to the
corecob.I used to wear rather expensive egyptian cotton pinpoint oxfords that would look like SHIT if they weren’t ironed. Broadcloth, meh.
Fixed that problem though. I no longer wear them. They hang in an expansive walk in closet waiting for wedings etc but otherwise… dude, I live in T-shirts and pullovers now. I don’t even know if we OWN an iron
RD, like I said,lol. Its weird man, I could walk you into the town I grew up in and you’d fit right in, but if I tried the reverse we’d stick out like corn in a bean field. Chicago is a weird place
Screw PBR. Dark brown ales (or at at least dark lagers) or death!
Yeah, I never know what to make of Chicago… Hog butcherer to the World, Mercantile Mart. I know it is the Midwest, yet it still feels a little like the East Coast to me.
Right on Uke. Bring me the Oatmeal stouts and Bocks. Nothing like a good Shiner Bock to kick back and guard the smoker…
well…snowing and wind has died down…need to shovel about 300 feet of sidewalk plus driveway. I cant wait for for summer…later taters
Oh, man Uke, now you are going to set off Bman. Shit.
Mrs. Walker is an honest to goodness farm girl. She and her sisters were more the debutante variety of farm girl than the barrel riding, hog calling type, but very cool just the same.
I’ll tell ya RD, Chicago is forever going to behave like a younger sibling to the bigger coastal cities.
They claim to hate the snobbery of New Yorkers but sneer at the farmers downstate. They’re a world class finance center but act like territorial brats when faced with challenges from overseas. Half the population of the metro area has family 60 miles outside the city but for all the world denies them until the holidays when they go to party in the ‘fresh air’. I don’t get it.
They’re barely separated from the farms but act like East Coasters when it comes to recognizing their vital importance to the economy of the city.
Chicago has a chip on its shoulder, always will.
Re: Chicago… Yep.
I see it everywhere, this urban disdain for country. I makes me wanna punch them. Worse yet, i was almost like that before I willfully put myself on the other side of the fence. VERY few places in the country are so ideologically divided between urban and redneck while being so damned close physically
I’m a reformed suburbanite, or a born again country boy, you make the call. When my friends up there ask I just tell them I’m channelling my inner redneck
All that said, I have two parts of me to express…
The part of me wishing I was a hanyak.
The part of me glad I’m a granite statah. Not many of y’all folks up heah, but this neck o’ th’ woods got so many good clasick New Englandahs that you wouldn’t even believe.
And you know how you folks look at tha maps on the ‘lection stuff? All wrong. New Hampshah only votes some blue because o’ damn Mass-Holes from Bah-ston.
Alright, straight up… NH rolls “Live free or die” for a reason.
(Hard to put an accent into text, but that was my effort. I promise not to do it regularly.)
Hehehe, Uke, with all due respect, NH is just Maine without the water, aint it?
Wicked cool man, wicked cool
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See now if I knew a few more NH folks ( or maine for that matter) I could prepare myself, in proper N’Easter lingo, for the beatdown my last comment surely earned me
P.S. I just read what RD and LnL wrote. I can’t believe I haven’t heard from Bman yet, in light of that!
Honestly, I’m curious though. Even the non-posting members on RR might be curious to see our ale preferences!
*cough*
I know when I meet Bman he’ll offer me PBR but i gotta tell ya, I can’t drink that stuff. It gives me a headache worse than cheap scotch!
You should know Uke, and everyone else that hasn’t MET any, that Iowa produces some of the most stunning, solid, and intelligent women in the country. Underrated that fine state is…
Pssssh… NH is way cooler in ALL respects. Maine has more coastline, sure. Can’t use it ever but for the lower edges… too far up north and you’re freezing to death! Oh, and the big thing ’round heah that RR folks will appreciate? Maine is a goddamn commie state compared to NH. Northern rough Mainahs, they may be alright, but most o’ ones in the southern pahts, screw ‘em. Hippies.
At least you’re right on “wicked.” That’s NE lingo. But, you know, veterans like myself pretty much use whatever the #$&( language we want. ;D
just so you know Uke, my family has been here longer than dirt. We spread out from the NE. My great grandmother had a place on the Maine coastline, an island actually. Back then they were artists but americans. These days… ugh.
I had a look at our old family island the other day. Its been razed. Enormous estates now pollute the place. I abandoned my faith in Maine long ago. I’d rather remember her as she was a long time back, filled with badass fishermen, wiry tough women, and fantastic lobster.
My Nana come through Ellis Island as a teenager from Slovania. Her husband was from the Dalmation Coast. They came to Chicago and settled on the border between Indiana on the Chicago side. It’s weird because I grew up on both sides and they’re night and day.
These guys don’t seem to fit the description of a hanyak, yet they enjoy a damned fine beer.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GESkheoIZok
This is for you Uke….ya hanyak!
2010:
One of my favorite beers…(dunkel is perfect for drinking while you’re cooking on the bbq pit on a hot day)
http://www.warsteiner.com/en_US/html/our_beer_premium_dunkel.html
I like the taste of beer, but I’m a whiskey man for the most part.
I love Tuborg (outstanding beer) but it isn’t sold in the US.
Very good Nota. I know the feeling. The sad thing is that he waited an hour to drink it, and that he only had one left, (and notice it was in the way back of the fridge, forgotten about for months I’m sure). This man is not a true PBR Hanyak. He is a poser. Everyone knows that a true PBR lover, if he must keep it in the fridge, will have it in the front, ahead of the milk carton, if you will.
check out the video above
My alternative beer. Too bad I cant get it here, though…
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pC9_IgWpits&feature=related
Cripes! I may have to try a Tuborg!
son of a bitch!!!!!!!!!!
i finally et thru to the mark levin show, get all set up to go on=ai AND I LOST MY CELL SIGNAL!!!!
I bet you were going to plug the Revo too.
well DUH!
New off topic thread posted.