Bolshoi Symphony Orchestra conducted by Tomomi Nishimoto — Hungarian Dance No. 5 by Brahms.
What’s on your mind?
Busy busy at work.
hey wmd — its been a while since ya snagged a zed. how ya doing tonight?
I love to see a ‘zed’ now and then. Makes me smile.
Hey, Suzanne. Too cold to dive tonight?
Aloha, Suz and LLN pups…!
Hi, CT, how’s stargazing?
hey dearie — how was your day? i’m only diving on the weekends – fri and sat nites…. water is still forking cold
aloha tut — how’s paradise tonight?
Song Title: Stargazing in Paradise. Did someone already write the lyrics?
Finally going to work from home tomorrow. 3 hours on the phone, 5 hours working on porting from Windoze to Mac OS X.
woohoo! yay for no commute!
Pretty cool, literally and figuratively…! ;-)
And I’m back up top again tonite…!
yeah. I think I’ll get a swim in in the afternoon too. And outside of the scheduled calls no interruptions.
Hmmm, not as romantic and ethereal as I’d imagined! :) On the other hand, I have to say that I actually found MeatLoaf quite endearing on Celebrity Apprentice. (Yes, I do watch too much background TV crap….who’s asking???)
Just for you on a drive by after a big Itrailain dinner with great friends and family!@!! (of course I did the cooking.. (:>) )
are the cooks taking care of ya again or did ya have to brown bag it?
I actually get tomorrow nite off(i.e. sleep in tomorrow) then back up once again Sat. nite, which is the last nite of the ‘run’…! ;-)
hey nahant — didn’t ya save a plate for us?
does it mean more shifts for ya if ya make a good impression this week?
the first bat outta hell album is a favorite… had some great songs on it, including this one, that got me through some rough times :)
They gave us some snacks again, Sat. nite is a different shift of cooks (the ‘bad’ ones) so I’ll be definitely be brown bagging it then…!
And, CT, I think it was on one of your threads that homeroid shared about being a Girl Scout after I talked about my two Girl Scout Troops. I was momentarily confused til he told about working at a Girl Scout camp and being honored with a Girl Scout membership. Girl Scouts rock!
Tortellini and ravioli sliding down your way through the TUBES, with a very nice red wine our old friend brought over for our dinner… Enjoy..
nothing worse than bad cooks… unless, of course ya eat the food they made…then it can get much worse
Not really, they only need spotters periodically and have to go through Altres for ‘em, and, basically there’s only a handful of us available…!
Too damn full to even think about da pie… blerb..
dood, its not nahant cooking unless there is a pie… i’m just saying
drinking whiskey here in BL.
what kinda whiskey?
Aloha, nahant…! How’d the VA tests turn out…?
what va tests? everything ok nahant?
but but no one wanted any pie.. I asked and was shot down… Vas canie sagen.. or at least some thing like that..
I’m broken hearted tonight:( and I didn’t even realize the situation could break my heart.
bourbon, forget the name. It’s decent, but not special… looked good at Costco. Bottle will be useful for other projects.
very nice selection, Suzzz — hiya firegods
hiya nahant, CT
dayam — hadn’t they ever had one of your pies? i start to drool just thinking of your pies
oh no tuez — you ok? how can we help?
hey ppd — glad ya like it. how was your day?
nahant’s pies??? where??? when???
Well, I’ve got to suit up and head out for my first shift, see ya’ll in an hour…! ;-)
what happened, tuez? Is there anything we can say?
Enjoy, CT, bring back stories and visions.
exactly ppd — where are the pies!!!
we’ll keep a light on for ya
OK — never enough time to get everything done, so it’s Tara time.
Evenin Suz an all. This is a drive by howdy-do. HOWDY-DO. Later i am way to sleeeeeppy.
hey and g’nite homeroid
i can katie scarlett o’hara with the best of ‘em
No report… Suz it was AN ultrasound… nO MORE DAMN RADIATION OR MRI CRAP FOR ME!!
Don’t ever let them infuse ANY Gadolinium based contrast into you… Just use the Google and learn an important lesson.. GE, Bayer and others have been foisting this poisonous concoction on the Medical Industrial Corporations are making millions on at the expense of very ill patients… Only to make their lives much much worse… just one example of what is happening..
what a great song dood
And, tuezday, you don’t have to share. just know that you are cared for.
A jukebox lagniappe.
i got worried knowing your troubles…. keep me posted babe
yikes, that’s depressing
They have but hey when the main course fills ya to busting what can ya do?? Did I mention the meatballs and hot Italian sausage?? The french baguette on the side..
We were offered the opportunity to move back to the DFH neighborhood we used to live in but even though the rent and utilities are the same, as here, we can’t afford it thanks to the commute. Unemployed people can’t afford to be DFHs.
Should hear in the next week from my Dr, she has been great and sends me letters with the results with her notes…. I am sure glad I fired my last doctor… He was truly a real DICK!!
what are they, tea partiers, nahant? Can’t say yes to your pies?
was he the fucker that had you on the fucking table for a liver transplant before the other doc intervened?
So this is a happy song. Lisa is a hell of a violin/fiddle player – toured with Mellencamp for a good bit of the 90s. She does a kick ass cover of Boot are made for walkin’… and this one is quite up beat (Used to trash talk a gay friend with it while playing disk golf)
We used to live on a lake in “old Florida” that was mostly inhabited by artists, academics and professionals who were all a bunch of DFH. We had a blast living there, despite the gators I’d occasionally find in the backyard and all the other creepy crawly things.
I was surprised by my reaction to turning down the opportunity to move back. We are still good friends with all our old neighbors, but I didn’t realize I had such strong feelings about moving back.
that sucks. so sorry that you can’t live where you want to live. so wrong.
i love it… i’ve known men that make me wanna wear dresses
changing it up.
he was just a DICK and wouldn’t prescribe me the meds I had already been prescribed by my other doctors especially pain meds… He thought I could live with only 1 Vicodin a day… Fat fucking chance.. I did see the pain management DR’s and they wanted to give me Oxycontin, Morphine or Methadone… I have so far stayed with the Vicodin so far.. But things are not getting any better pain wise…
Here’s another Lisa Germano song that might be appropriate at some point.
whatta asshole — jeebus
Admittedly, it’s the high rent district in the middle of no where with tiny bungalows or multiply added on to bungalows. So I can’t complain too much. But it is a great neighborhood and it’s nice to live among such like minded neighbors.
i have no idea how i missed her in the 90′s…. thanks dood
And I’ve known women that made me want to stay dressed….
hey rond — how’s the great swamp tonight?
hey robert — how’s soPA tonight?
Being in a place where one can commune with Old Florida is a wonderful thing, that is disappearing rapidly. One who hasn’t, well…my best to you.
Now if I could just get the effing helicopter orbiting outside to GO THE FUCK AWAY….
Late but hey PPDCUS hows everything down your way?? Sure hope all is well with you and yours!
Mr Sassypants in the house! How are you Robert? Good to have your spunk around .
And, yes, it is good to be around friends and in an environment that is hospitable/comfortable. I’m sorry it didn’t work out, and I can imagine why you have a big sad.
Humid, a bit wet; getting ready for the collapse of what’s left of civilization as we have known it….
Ha, I think the City Beautiful should be renamed Helicopter City.
Having lived in “old Florida” is how I knew about the back way into Titusville. We used to live in Geneva.
Still searching for the new normal since May. Mom’s doing OK, but struggling with the loss. We’re keeping a close watch over her.
Hope you’re feeling better?
Cooler than has been, but humid. The crickets and frogs are in full symphony, and we had an owl section as the feature. Haven’t heard any gators, but hey! The effing helicopter may yet stir them up, along with every dog within a mile of here.
Fucking helicopter, orbiting between 500-1000 feet, for over a half an hour now. My students call them “ghettobirds.”
is the big light they are shining lighting up your house?
I noticed, when we lived on the lake, whenever the shuttle came in, the resident gator would “bark”.
Why are the helos hovering? Looking for someone? (we get those along my beach sometimes) … or just harassing?
still fighting it.. but hey sure can’t give up.. stiff upper lip and all… sorry for your loss
I had missed that.. I do know as both my parents have been gone a long time along with my oldest sister and most of my aunts and uncles.. Have 2 left out of 35 of them.. all very much missed..
That’s when you gotta be alert! Did I ever tell you the story of all the men in yellow rubber suits who were on both sides of my house and started to take my windows out? I stepped out in my p.j.s and said, “Can I help you?” Turns out the fire department was at the wrong house. Sheesh!
holy moly their faces musta turned red
Be careful Suz!
Elusive Zed/100 night?
As Joe Wilson (the bad one, not the good one) would say: You lie!
This music is NOT “Hungarian Dance No. 5″!
It’s actually Allan Sherman’s “Hungarian Goulash.”
Yeah! I went outside to see what was going on. Spotlight seemed to be jumping around almost randomly, then turned off, then back on intermittently, still seeming to look around randomly. The chopper itself is more or less circling around about a one-mile diameter circle, but was practically hovering almost right over my house (which is how I got a pretty good idea of approximate altitude. To me, there are very few things more oppressive than these effing things.
woohoo the daily double!!! congrats on snagging the zed *and* the lucky happy 100 wmd!!!
hey blue — how ya doing tonight?
I can’t speak for Ron, but around here the news helicopters just hover taking video of what is going on on the ground. Although, occasionally the police helicopters linger too long too. The joys of living too close to downtown.
They were very polite. And firefighters are all cute, you know (it’s a rule) and they put my windows back in and then went and saved the old lady across the alley from me who had fallen in her bathtub. I don’t get much excitement around here, so I found it all very interesting.
i love alan sherman! hello mudder
The greatest generation is slipping away. I only have two aunts in their 90′s. Both live in the midwest.
Good ol’ Joe.
I’ve had that happen once. I went back inside and locked all the doors until they left. And there is not a lot of crime around here, but they freaked me out.
my stars that’s exciting dearie — and yes, i remember some great ‘firemen calendars’ published back when that kinda thing was all the rage…. hunka hunka burning love
we get ‘em sometimes too. There just aren’t that many people out here…scattered trailers and small houses on the edge of a swamp. Town on the other side is a lot closer than it used to be, but no, he’s out here for some reason. woke me out of a dead sleep. I thought the black helicopters were landing or something.
I do agree PPDCUS they were my heroes.. Many served in the big one and came back and made a good life for their family’s..
My dad (aged 93) is one of the quote Greatest Generation unquote members. (sic) He did the Great Depression in his youth. I’ll be doing the Rapist Depression in my old age. No winners here.
When I lived in NC, if I happened to notice firetrucks in the parking lot of the neighborhood grocery store, I’d quickly think of something I needed. I loved chasing the firefighters around the grocery store. Here not so much…
Oh, hanging in there. Finishing up the manuscript on my third book, which I have to turn in to the publisher in two weeks.
Yeah, we get that too. I toyed with the idea of a skyrocket I bought for the Fourth, but didn’t use…better judgement prevailed, as I doubt that whoever flying that thing that low this late would have much of a sense of humor about something like that.
Riffing on band name (and Nahant’s pastry).
congrats and woohoo!!! what’s the projected publish date?
Ah, that’s his best known to be sure, and I spent many happy (and some unhappy) summers at summer camp.
But my favorite will always be “Shake Hands With Your Uncle Max.”
to go with your riff
At least my dad had a chance to watch things get better. I don’t think that I’ll maybe have enough time for things to get better. Got my local property tax evaluation; down again. I paid such a large down payment that I still have equity, but I see another catastrophe coming. At least the county is letting us pay less property tax as our houses sink into the sand. But….of course that means less for county services, for schools and for general services. We are in for it, Gang. In for it!
never did make cherry pie but hey I am open to learning a new thing or two.. my pies are usually apple or blue berry peach… mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm so damn freaking good huh Suz??
a medley with dean and vic
Im going to sleep soon. leaving you all with a classic. is your dog getting enough cheese?
Spring of next year — thanks for asking :)
I’m an old broad, but when I worked uptown, the firefighter sign up was in the city building next to my office…..we would all, young and old, stand in the big window gazing out at one after another hunk. Makes me laugh. And I’ve never heard people talk about rude or abusive firefighters….they are just so decent! God love ‘em.
i’m glad my dad isn’t around to see all he worked for and fought for destroyed by these assholes… he passed in 02 before bush declared the constitution just a piece of paper
My husband keeps threatening potato rockets.
exceptional pies.. i am gobsmacked they didn’t want you to make any
i think firefighters would appreciate it if, sometimes, you ladies would appreciated them for their brains….
can ya share what its about?
I actually have a 3 million candlepower hand held spotlight, but I don’t think he’d take the hint and move away…more likely he’d see it as a challenge.
Wow — Sherman with Dino and Vic Damone. Major cognitive dissonance, or the musical equivalent thereof…
Jon Stewart, America’s answer to journalism, is railing on the refusal of the medical claims authority to give treatment to cancer victims who served as first responders on 911. The idiocy of this country and its bureaucrats is just unending. We are so fucked. ‘Scuse my rude language.
I’m pissed that my Irish immigrant grandparents fought a fight, I’m having to fight a second time. And that my Irish citizenship is as worthless as my American citizenship.
back before the stephanie years, i used to date a fireman – i would to tell him that my dad taught me to run *out* of burning buildings
no quotes necessary, dearie – your dad’s a hero for surviving the Great Depression, raising his family and saving the world from fascism in WW II.
I should imply that it’s a weighty political discourse, but it’s a history of peanut butter.
more likely he would ask dispatch to send some officers to knock on your door and give ya a little talk — and maybe some jewelry… bracelets even
Don’t be silly. If we all have to get the hell out of here, you’ll have somewhere to go.
Robert, my dear, if they had brains they would have read the address and taken care of my fallen neighbor-lady rather than taking out my windows. I said, in my p.j.s at 1:30 a.m., “Can I help you?” They said, “Yes, Ma’am, is this XXX Street?” I sent them in the right direction, but I sure do wish they’d buy a map!
we are so fucked … no apology for language needed…. especially here at on the dark side of the lake
Yeah but my husband’s spud rocket can take them down. Or so his too many beer-self claims.
peanut butter is a gift of the gods… right up there with chocolate and coffee in my book
blue, no wonder i love peanut butter — i was born in portsmouth va in 54
Well Pups great chatting with ya as always but the great Pumpkin is calling me to la la la la land with my sweetie… Take care all…
That just proved what real men they were when they didn’t ask for directions, but could take a window out, re-install it and save an old lady who fell in her bathtub at the same time….
Ah, yes — for a while the “peanut butter capital of the world.”
I think I’ll bail, too — it’s been a pleasure chatting.
g’nite blue — nice to see your fonts again
I’m out for the night.
You fine folks take care and I’ll see ya on the flip side.
I know! They are the best! And I’m easy….I laughed through the whole event. And my neighbor was fine…..tho there was a bit of a scare when her nephew drove up in a white van that looked like a coroner’s van. We all got real glum. But she is now safely ensconced in a nice retirement community, so it all turned out. One of my windows leaks though. But I don’t hold a grudge.
Is his spud gun lp gas powered?
Firemen saved my 5-year-old behind after my dopey brother set my bedroom on fire playing with matches.
Damn I’m still pissed. Why didn’t he play with matches in his own damn bedroom?
You know, we’ve never had a FL Firedog meetup. For so many years there weren’t enough of us…just ccmask and me. Now, however, there’s quite a crowd down here. I wonder how much of a pain in the ass it would be to put one together.
(I did get to meet and have dinner with Gnome de Plume and Mr. Gnome. Lovely, charming folks.)
night all – be well
they are pretty easy to set up dood… ya pick a spot for folks to meet and the date and time and let pups know the details
Hey, it’s what siblings do for each other…..create stories. Glad for the handsome guys who saved you. I’ll bet you didn’t even notice how cute they were. Men/boys!
FUCK.. i forgot to ask.. i was away all day today (my aunt and uncle are in town and we were seeing the sights) and i didn’t get home until after 7… what did i miss?
Glad your relatives got there okay, Suz. You didn’t miss much. The kids in DC are still throwing hissy fits and accomplishing nothing. They will screw us when they are ready.
Nope. Cute weren’t in my vocabulary back then, and when it was, it was usually reserved for nurses.
Probably why I married one….
I’m going to try to go back to sleep. I can still hear that helo, but it’s far enough away that I believe I can ignore it. Good night, Suzanne. Hanging out with you is something I look forward to every day, even when I don’t actually get to do it.
they are gonna be here until sun when they follow me over the coast range to jen’s to see jujube. mary is my mom’s sister and her husband is a retired bus driver so they go all over in that 40′ motorhome. i met them at their campground after they pulled in and then we set out in the car. we went over cape lookout and cape kiwanda down to the pelican brew pub. great food and the restaurant is literally on the beach
Is your brother still around and are you still needling him appropriately? It’s your job.
g’nite rond — *blushing* thanks dood
Visiting is nice! I am looking forward to visiting my daughter and family in Montana soon. Hope I don’t get too egregiously groped and fondled at the airport, but, hey, I don’t get a lot of body contact so maybe I shouldn’t complain.
Yep, he and the other two are still among the living, except they got the hunky genes and I was left with the brains….
Goodness, chatty crowd tonite…! ;-)
Well, don’t you worry, honey, brains are good, too. And I’ll bet you never lit your brothers’ bedrooms on fire. So there is that.
Hey, CT, how were the stars?
Hey, CT, are you hunky or brainy?
i’d drive and avoid the grope and porno-screener
welcome back tut
sorry for fading so quick tonight — its been a long day and is gonna stay hectic for me until sunday nite. tomorrow will be another day spent with kin and no news/computer so hopefully ya can fill me in on the friday news dump i’m gonna miss — hope to see ya tomorrow night for muppets
I know. But I can’t drive from Oxnard to Bozeman…..that would use up my whole vacation. And my daughter is mad that I don’t come up more often. I’m considering my “travel wear” … no underwire, flip-flops, tight pants, ….
Crap, I’m thinking that I might as well fly naked and just get on with it!
Well, my brothers’ hunky genes have gotten older, so not so hunky anymore, though the oldest one can still pass for Elvis. They’re all about 6 feet, but I took after Mom at 5’7, average looking but with brains.
Nurse Sweety married me I think because she was full of over heated genes and less brain genes and didn’t know any better….
Brainy would be my forte… I’ve a tall (6′) slim frame…! ;-)
They’re still there, M’dear…! ;-)
Not much meteorite action so far tonite…!
Night, Suzanne. The world will still be here when you get back….
It’s all about brains….smartness with humor. Your wife was smart. At the end of the day, it’s all about shared stuff. I do know hunks who can only relate to beauty queens, but, damn, we all get old. I’d take a brainy guy any time. Gotta have the humor, too, of course.
Have fun with the kin folk, Suz, and Sweet Dreams…! *g*
CT, I’ve never had a chance to ask you, but when you are up there, what is it you are looking for?
Yep. Elvis brother had a lifetime blame everything on his wife temper that made her old before her time. Next brother an unlucky gambler whose wife finally had enough and skipped. Youngest brother is a hopelessly depressed alcoholic determined to drink himself to death and that’s the reason he’s never married….
I don’t drink. The Sweety still looks as bodascious as the first time my eyes met her low cut blouse….
My job is to keep a lookout for aircraft, to avoid having the Observatories’ lasers affecting them…! We have a cut-off button that we’re supposed to use…! In all my years up here, I’ve never had to press it for aircraft…!
You got lucky, my friend. You got lucky. Life is such an adventure.
It’s always fun to chat with you at this lovely salon that CT and Suzanne run.
I’m off to dream the dreams of the ……………….
Wow, I had no idea. And when you are up there, do you also get to enjoy the magic of the starlit night sky….or are you watching a monitor all the time?
Night, Dearie. You, too, CT….
*heh* I have to enjoy the magic of the starlit night…! When people ask for a job description I usually tell ‘em ‘A Human Popsicle’…! You should see the looks I get…! ;-)
I’m glad I put my dreams on hold long enough to hear CT’s response. I am fascinated by astronomy….and the safety aspects that never occurred to me before.
Having a case of momentary naif….I don’t get the popsicle reference….is that about being cold, cold, cold?
Dare I cadge a 200 just for fun?
Yes, standing outside in the frigid cold…! It’s always cold at nite up here, for instance, it is 27 degrees F outside right now and this is the Summer…! ;-)
Woohoo…! A rarity indeed…! Congrats…!
Amazing! But how fun to get to do what you love to do.
See you next time …. I enjoy the late, late gatherings.
Pleasant Dreams, robert…!
Sweet Dreams, Dearie…!
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