It seems like enthusiasm is its own reward. This has become an exercise in literary Onanism. You have turned into your parents.
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11:17 AM
by Andy
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Dear Everybody,
Sorry, no separate solstice page this year. It's difficult for me to get access to a computer with good enough bandwidth and monopolize it for the time it takes to create one. I've also had some personal issues lately that have taken a lot out of me. My step-brother was involved in a horrible car accident in Indiana resulting in an extensive hospital stay (he's gonna be ok) and, though I never really thought about it before, it seems I'm now his closest living relative. I was in the hospital myself for a few days two weeks ago. Long story and I don't feel like going into it right at the moment (I'm gonna be ok too). Still unemployed. Ye Gods, what a depressing post. Oh well. See ya on the Solstice.
Posted
2:21 PM
by whatley
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Who is bringing What?
I usually bring a ham. I will do that again. This is a great place to announce what you will bring. That way we might not end up with three hams. Would that be a bad thing?
Posted
4:55 PM
by Ray
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Solstice is in the old same place once again. Last year Alice and I hosted. Adam has kindly offered to host the solstice at the place we have previously called 'Linda's'. He spoke for the right to have a memorial solstice in his mother's honor. My feeling is that Linda will be with us where ever we choose to celebrate the season and one more trip around the sun. But having it on Eastern Heights Blvd. we will feel her presence much stronger.
Andy has special powers of sight both fore and hind. Indeed Adam claimed the night of Saturday the 20th commencing on or about 6:00pm and continuing until the cows do what ever they do on such occasions. Food and drink are the customary passport. Please spread the word far and near. Don't forget to call the non-bloggers out there who won't be reading this. I'll call Russ.
Posted
4:50 PM
by Ray
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Well, it is the last weekend before the weekend before Christmas. If we are to have a winter fete, it will probably need to be the 20th of December (Saturday). I'll bring cookies and a cauliflower cassarole.
Posted
12:12 AM
by Andy
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Right! Some people! Doesn't anyone get offended anymore? What's an agitator gotta do to stir up some brough-ha-ha?
Well, if the highbrow lowdown don't fetch it, how about food?
We are now set up with shipping paraphernalia.
I need mailing addresses to send cookies. United States Postal Service Priority Mail is reasonable and convenient. One dozen mixed varieties will arrive in a plain brown 10x6x6 200-lb test cardboard box. Within will be 9 square feet of (made from recycled plastic) bubble wrap. In the bubble nest will be two 4x4x4 folded gold cardboard gift boxes. In the boxes will be crinkle cut paper (biodegradeable and recycleable) in a nice French Vanilla hue. The crinkle will support a food-grade resealable and reuseable 9x12 poly bag containing about 6 cookies of various flavors and hues. Each gift box will contain only one flavor to avoid cross-cultural blending.
Your task, should you decide to accept it, is to examine each layer of the packaging onion carefully, looking for dings, punctures, contaminations, water soaking, burst edges, tampering, and other variations that give evidence of shipper perfidity.
Gently shake the box as received to see if "Contents have settled in shipment". Let us know if the inner boxes are moving a lot relative to the outer box. Some small shifting doesn't seem to matter as long as the bubble is absorbing force.
The test, of course, is in the tasting. See if the cookies look good when you first open the gold box. Remove the bagged cookies and look for broken edges, fallen crumbs, cracked cookies, and other disappointments and spoilers. If they look, good, and opening the bag smells good, and breaking a cookie looks like fresh, then taste and tell us how the whole undressing experience went.
Posted
10:39 PM
by Andy
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Time to foment hilarity in the ranks. How about some scandalous and unexpurgated limericks? I have a collection from a ne'er-do-well fellow engineer of past acquaintance, who composed them with his wife over years of congress and ribaldry.
To begin with the following:
There was a young girl whose divinity
Preserved her in perfect virginity,
'Til a candle, her nemesis,
Caused parthenogenesis;
Now she thinks herself one of the Trinity.
Posted
9:46 AM
by Andy
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