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10.24.2005

Shoulda Known

"What are you doing at the door, darlin'?"
"Waiting to see if Squint wants in."
"The cat's fine out there on the step."
"She wants in." - opening the door
"Just leave her alone, honey."
"It's okay, Dad" - shutting the door as the cat comes in the house - "Cat to girl sensitation." - said with that little cocked-head-rolling-eyes look every little girl knows instinctively

7 Comments:

Blogger The Cubicle Reverend said...

I swear all little girls are just evil. My friends 4 year old, face of an angel, just so cute and sweet looking, but man she can turn evil! lol

24/10/05 11:43 AM  
Blogger Rick said...

no, not evil - it's just surprising that they already know they can play males so early on :). we don't have a chance, do we?

24/10/05 12:09 PM  
Blogger The Cubicle Reverend said...

Dude, we never do. You are talking to the man has worked with all women for over a decade. As much of a relationship cynic and essentially have a fear of all romantic relationships, the minute a woman bats her eyes I always hear myself doing whatever they say.

24/10/05 12:24 PM  
Blogger Todd said...

I am actually investigating getting a pony because my daughter wants one. Are we insane??

24/10/05 1:23 PM  
Blogger The Cubicle Reverend said...

No, just perpetually wipped. Trust me, I work with all women. The best sentence I ever learned:
Whatever you say.

2nd best:
Of course that doesn't make you look fat.

24/10/05 5:04 PM  
Blogger 'Thought & Humor' said...

We work like a horse.
We eat like a pig.
We like to play chicken.
You can get someone's goat.
We can be as slippery as a snake.
We get dog tired.
We can be as quiet as a mouse.
We can be as quick as a cat.
Some of us are as strong as an ox.
People try to buffalo others.
Some are as ugly as a toad.
We can be as gentle as a lamb.
Sometimes we are as happy as a lark.
Some of us drink like a fish.
We can be as proud as a peacock.
A few of us are as hairy as a gorilla.
You can get a frog in your throat.
We can be a lone wolf.
But I'm having a whale of a time!

You have a riveting web log
and undoubtedly must have
atypical & quiescent potential
for your intended readership.
May I suggest that you do
everything in your power to
honor your encyclopedic/omniscient
Designer/Architect as well
as your revering audience.
As soon as we acknowledge
this Supreme Designer/Architect,
Who has erected the beauteous
fabric of the universe, our minds
must necessarily be ravished with
wonder at this infinate goodness,
wisdom and power.

Please remember to never
restrict anyone's opportunities
for ascertaining uninterrupted
existence for their quintessence.

There is a time for everything,
a season for every activity
under heaven. A time to be
born and a time to die. A
time to plant and a time to
harvest. A time to kill and
a time to heal. A time to
tear down and a time to
rebuild. A time to cry and
a time to laugh. A time to
grieve and a time to dance.
A time to scatter stones
and a time to gather stones.
A time to embrace and a
time to turn away. A time to
search and a time to lose.
A time to keep and a time to
throw away. A time to tear
and a time to mend. A time
to be quiet and a time to
speak up. A time to love
and a time to hate. A time
for war and a time for peace.

Best wishes for continued ascendancy,
Dr. Howdy


P.S. One thing of which I am sure is
that the common culture of my youth
is gone for good. It was hollowed out
by the rise of ethnic "identity politics,"
then splintered beyond hope of repair
by the emergence of the web-based
technologies that so maximized and
facilitated cultural choice as to make
the broad-based offerings of the old
mass media look bland and unchallenging
by comparison."

24/10/05 10:00 PM  
Blogger Rick said...

um - ok?

24/10/05 10:06 PM  

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