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I generally avoid eating while writing these days...but, when I must, it's usually a (small) bag of potato chips, or sometimes a bowl of cut watermelon.
It wasn't always like this...though it's never been easy to prepare a decent meal while also sitting at my typewriter / word processor / computer.
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I've recently become addicted to caramel shortbread... so that's mostly what I munch on (and McVities digestives).
I once made the mistake of eating a bagel with spreadable cheese on it. The cat, in her attempt to steal my breakfast, smacked my bagel with her paw, then walked all over the keyboard, getting cheese EVERYWHERE.
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Wait Kitti, you're in London and you don't remember any of the kids shows I listed?? Are you an American werewolf in London?
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A joke I just HAD to share (Rommel will love this one):
Katie Couric , Charlie Gibson , Brian Williams and a tough old U.S. Marine Sergeant were captured by terrorists in Iraq.
The leader of the terrorists told them he'd grant each of them one last request before they were beheaded and dragged naked through the streets.
Katie Couric said, 'Well, I'm a Southerner, so I'd like one last plate of fried chicken.'
The leader nodded to an underling who left and returned with the chicken.
Couric ate it all and said, 'Now I can die content.'
Charlie Gibson said, 'I'm living in New York, so I'd like to hear the song, The Moon and Me, one last time.'
The terrorist leader nodded to another terrorist who had studied the Western world and knew the music. He returned with some rag-tag musicians and played the song.
Gibson was satisfied.
Brian Williams said, 'I'm a reporter to the end. I want to take out my tape recorder and describe the scene here and what's about to happen. Maybe, someday, someone will hear it and know that I was on the job till the end.'
The leader directed an aide to hand over the tape recorder and Williams dictated his comments.
He then said, 'Now I can die happy.'
The leader turned and said, 'And now, Mr. U.S. Marine, what is your final wish?
'Kick me in the a**,' said the Marine.
'What?' asked the leader, 'Will you mock us in your last hour?'
'No, I'm NOT kidding. I want you to kick me in the a**,' insisted the Marine.
So the leader shoved him into the yard and kicked him in the a**.
The Marine went sprawling, but rolled to his knees, pulled a 9 mm pistol from inside his cammies and shot the leader dead. In the resulting confusion, he emptied his sidearm on six terrorists, then with his knife he slashed the throat of one, and with an AK-47, which he took, sprayed the rest of the terrorists killing another 11. In a flash, all of them were either dead or fleeing for their lives.
As the Marine was untying Couric, Gibson, and Williams, they asked him, 'Why didn't you just shoot them all in the first place? Why did you ask him to kick you in the a**?'
'What?' replied the Marine, 'and have you three a**hole's report that I was the aggressor....?
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I do do a lot of drinking when I write (or when I'm online in front of the computer, which is physically practically the same thing).
Soft drink drinking, that is. My mainstay is Mountain Dew, which is substituted with Orange Crush and Minute Maid Lemonade, all in cans. Occasionally I throw in a Coke or Pepsi.
PepsiCo has recently introduced something called "Throwback" drinks. I only know about Pepsi and Mountain Dew; maybe there are others. Also I've only seen them in cans.
Ostensibly they're made with "natural sugar"---I don't know just what that is, where they're getting it or how it's processed, but I know they usually use corn syrup rather than refined sugar 'cause of the expense of the latter.
Either way, I tried both the Pepsi and the Mountain Dew---I can't say much different about the Pepsi but the Mountain Dew does have a better taste in my mouth, at least.
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It's probably made without the high fructose corn syrup. I don't know about Pepsi, but American Coke started using HFCS instead of sugar in the 90s, at the same time they switched from those fat glass bottles to the plastic ones.
Ha! Knew that trip to the Coca-Cola factory in Georgia would come in handy one day :-)
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Pepsi Throwback made it to northern Virginia, but I've only seen it in one store, and only in plastic bottles.
Initial thought: infinitely better than the HFCS-infested Coke Classics I've been drinking...there's no sense of a heavy syrup-y aftertaste.
Pepsi says the Throwback version will be for a limited time. As long as that 'limited' timeframe is set for sometime after the apocalypse, I'll be happy.
BTW...I drink way too much of this stuff while I write.
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They tell me they make a kosher Coke around Passover---I've never seen it, but they tell me this---which contains sugar instead of corn syrup. One of the writeups said a lot of people stock up on it around that time.
I get glass bottles of "regular" Coke all the time...they're for my mother, who won't drink it any other way unless she has to.
I've seen an ad on TV for Pepsi Throwback...didn't say much about it (these things never do), just that it's out there.
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Some people procrastinate. Some people waste time. Some people delve into pointless endeavors. Then there is me.
Random musings is the most popular thread in the history of hatrack. Why? Ask some of the members. Here are some interesting facts that do not include the 17 post behind this one.
Statistics on the first 500 post
Number of members that posted in RM: 36
Who posted the most: Robert Nowall 93 times
(Next closest was IB at 38)
Number of members that posted only once: 6
Number of members that posted at least ten times: 19
Number of members that posted at least twenty times: 10
Number of times KDW posted: 10
Last one to join the thread: Jeff M at post 487
Number of post deleted: 2
Longest post: Inarticulate Babbler (fitting, ain't it?) 910 words on 03/30/09
Keep it up. A thousand is on the way.
[This message has been edited by snapper (edited May 06, 2009).]
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Geez, Robert, you're responsible for almost a fifth of the postings! I feel like we should hand you some award or something.
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What can I say? One thing sets off another, and I'm off. (That and I don't get to use much of this stuff floating around in my mind around the house or at work.)
By the way, the last time I heard InarticulateBabbler's joke, the leader in question was "Comrade Stalin," not "Barack Obama."
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Two cannibals are eating a clown. One looks over to the other and asks: "Does this taste funny to you?"
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A woman decides to spice up her sex life so she goes to Victoria's Secret and buys some crotchless panties. Her husband comes home and she walks seductively over to where he is sitting, puts one leg up on the arm of the couch and says "You want some of this baby?" He looks and says "Hell no! Look what it did to those panties."
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I saw a friend with two black eyes and asked him what happened. He explained that a woman at the mall was walking in front of him with her dress caught in her crack. Trying to be helpful, he reached over and pulled the dress free. The woman turned around and smacked him.
"That's awful," I said. "But how'd you get the other black eye?"
He said, "Well, when I saw how mad she got, I tried to stuff the dress back in there again."
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A ninety-year-old man is sitting on a park bench, sobbing. A young man walks by, and seeing the old man's misery, he stops and asks him what's wrong.
Through his tears the old man answers, "I'm in love with a twenty-five-year-old woman."
"What's wrong with that?" asks the young man.
Between the sobs and sniffles, he answers, "You wouldn't understand. Every morning before she goes to work, we make love. At lunchtime she comes home and we make love again, and then she makes my favorite meal. In the afternoon when she gets a break, she rushes home and gives me oral sex, the best an old man could ever want. And then at suppertime, and all night long, we make love some more."
He breaks down crying again, no longer able to speak.
The young man puts his arm around him. "You're right, I don't understand. It sounds like you have a perfect relationship. Why are you crying?"
Through his tears, the old man answers, "I forget where I live."
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On their wedding night, the young bride approached her new husband and asked for $20.00 for their first lovemaking encounter. In his highly aroused state, her husband readily agreed.
This scenario was repeated each time they made love, for more than 30 years, with him thinking that it was a cute way for her to afford new clothes and other incidentals that she needed.
Arriving home around noon one day, she was surprised to find her husband in a very drunken state. During the next few minutes, he explained that his employer was going through a process of corporate downsizing, and he had been let go. It was unlikely that, at the age of 59, he'd be able to find another position that paid anywhere near what he'd been earning, and therefore, they were financially ruined.
Calmly, his wife handed him a bank book which showed more than thirty years of steady deposits and interest totaling nearly$1 million. Then she showed him certificates of deposits issued by the bank which were worth over $2 million, and informed him that they were one of the largest depositors in the bank.
She explained that for the more than three decades she had "charged" him for sex, these holdings had multiplied and these were the results of her savings and investments.
Faced with evidence of cash and investments worth over $3 million, her husband was so astounded he could barely speak, but finally he found his voice and blurted out, "If I'd had any idea what you were doing, I would have given you all my business!"
A chicken and an egg are lying in bed. The chicken is smoking a cigarette, a satisfied smile on its face. The egg is frowning and looking a bit pissed off.
The egg mutters to no one in particular, "Well, I guess we answered THAT question."
I haul cars for a living. I am heading to Toronto this weakend for a show at the convention center. My safety director and dispatcher got in a small arguement with me in the middle.
Ontario instituted a law that all trucks must be governed to go no faster than 65 miles an hour. For those that do not no, that means your engine is set so it cannot go any faster. Now most trucks are governed but are done so at a higher speed (mine is set at 72). According to law, my truck shouldn't even be allowed into the country. My dispatcher claims the Canadian authorities are not enforcing that law UNLESS you get caught going over 65. My safety director thinks otherwise.
These cars MUST be there on time. It is my responsibilty that it is done. Now I know what some of you are saying Why not refuse to take it? Because work is getting slim. I get paid per load. If I refuse this than they may not consider me for the next. You know, scratch my back, I'll scratch yours.
Anyway. Don't know what to do about it. Thanks for letting me to vent.
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Wow. They tested you for clautrophobia by putting you in an MRI? Wouldn't it be cheaper and easier just to zip you all the way up in a sleeping bag or lock you in a broom closet?
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Wow! They can find that out in a magnetic resonating image? Wonder if they can see if I'm really Enissophobic, Cyberphobic, and Graphophobic?
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Congrats KDW, that was extremely random. People don't have MRI's for no reason but they are good for clearing up mysteries sometimes. I hope it revealed good news for you.
No, I had the MRI to see if there is something in my brain causing the hearing loss in my left ear that has been happening over the last several years.
I had heard from several people that they had to have valium and other such medication in order to help them deal with their claustrophobia while in the MRI equipment.
I found that I had no problem with it, so I must not be claustrophobic.