In "The Sh** Box."

I am keenly interested in this issue.

In "email recall"

... and you would be wrong.

Mark my words, some assheaded email will cause the next nuclear war.

Boy, y'all are suspicious. But I did notice something yesterday.....

You guys are a raucous as I remember you, bless your hearts.

OK, you guys are more sterile than i am. How do I deal with this -- I've seen it and I'm going to be asked about it. Never happened. Had some misdirectedc faxes, but shredded them before reading.

But this is a business thing; how much do I know?

In "Curious George: What the hey?"

Thank God these threads aren't numbered - LOLerz.

It's kind of like "what's the sound of one hand clapping" but it actually has an answer that will drive you mad.

In "Bottle or tap?"

Denver tapwater for me. Have a two year-old Arrowhead bottle I keep filling. Freeze it, toss it in the backpack, and I'm good to go.

In "Curious George: What the hey?"

sorry, ignore it.

Yes, I should die, and I will do so promptly,

Oh, I'll have some posers. My life seems to be trending that way. Incidentally, I love you guys. I can't hang as often as I would like, but y'all are whip smart and cool as all hell. Keep it up; I feel another kooky question coming on.

Sorry, I HAVE even more blah blah blah.

Holy Shit, what a ride. Checcked the thread on a whim. Lotta time elapsed; but now I'll even more more bizarre questions for you.

In "Mom sends kid to school wearing a swastika, now trying to get her kids back."

This is just the beginning. We are heading into the storm.

In "Southern California besieged by wildfires."

Bush is such an endearing incompetent. One just wants to hug the big lug.

In "The Way of All Flesh"

Here, true story. I own a house well over 100 years old. It had been a rental and god only knows what in the past. I decided to have the original soft wood floors upstairs redone (can't remember the type -- birch? elm?) At any rate, I ripped up enough of the carpet to see that there were multi-layers, and I decided to save money and rip all the flooring up myself. What unbelievable work. Under the carpet and padding, there were four layers of the ugliest linoleum you could imagine. But I began to feel odd as I ripped up each layer. I found all kind of coins, stamps, and personal notes as I tore up each layer. It was astounding; like people just abandoned their current lives and threw down another layer of flooring. Who knows. What I did find that amazed me was a perfectly preserved photo of a young girl, with dark eyes and hair. Beside her pic was a newspaper clipping of a "novena" -- a prayer to the Virgin Mary. I was surprised at how well-preserved they were, given their situation. I don't know what a "novena" is. I still have them. We think our old house is haunted, but not by a bad spirit. That's why looking at the pictures of that lady made me kind of sad. Somehow they were discarded, and now they have been found. Great post.

How does this wind up at a flea market? That makes me somewhat sad. Was there no scrapbooker to intervene here?

In "Newsfilter: Bridge collapses over the Mississippi River in Minneapolis."

Just goes to show that our crappy infrastructure maintenance is more effective than terrorists ever could be.

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