Oh, thank you for the pic of Omar Sharif. Just because of the look on his pan. Not the one above, amusing as it is. The one at the end of the Sharif part of the oh my god I can't believe I clicked on another time-wasting Cracked article after which I just had to give up and couldn't read the rest of the post or the messages and am just going to head home and pass out.
Nitey nite, y'all. Sweep it all under the rug before morning.
LadyS - no one can cut us as dolly as our nearest and dearest. Family can be Heaven's test of our capacity for forgiveness. And, of course, just endurance.
phoenixgirl, thx many
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D'oh! Read aloud Panz's poem to Milady. Oh... the 'bowed' pronunciation that rhymes, bode not bowwed. Double d'oh!
» At the age of 107 America's oldest known veteran plans to enjoy this year's Memorial Day in what he describes as the familiar company of up to 12 cigars and some whiskey-stiffened coffee - simple luxuries for a man who's lived through a lot.
Posted by: Random Moron
*sniff* that's... beautiful! Sheer poetry!
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» ...I replied "Well, you're not my mother."
I have been paying for that for the last 23 years.
Posted by: itchytriggerfinger
You're the one who posted this before? because I've recalled & retold it from time to time.
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And Muldoon? Remember the advice of our wise founder Franklin. Proudly, he said.
Saturday after Easter, my nephew got married in Tulsa. That was the weekend of my daughter's ballet, just as she had worried it would be, before they announced the date. But, no biggie. None of us - me, Milady, our kids - were invited to the wedding anyway, or any related festivities, or even to come visit that week.
Just too crowded, Mom told me. Her brother Ed was flying in. (You remember Ed, my only true uncle, loved by my kids as the closest thing they had to a grandfather, I've talked about him, related his war stories.) Why, there wouldn't even be room at the Big Dinner for Ed's grandchild, who Ed's kids wisely decided should accompany him on the trip.
The Sunday before all my siblings (save the Utterly Estranged brother) and their families trickled into Tulsa was Easter. Mom assured me the guru-following astrologer brother would take her to church, so my daughter, who otherwise would be joyously honored to accompany her grandmother to celebrate Christ risen, need not come.
Our twin sons' birthdays fell in that week, but, Mom told me, we'll wait to celebrate that after the wedding. Late last week, she finally left me a message that all the relatives were gone, she had rested up, and we could schedule the boys' birthday now. I left that up to the boys, and they set it up we should all meet at Mom's this evening, coincidentally Mother's Day.
Mom, whose 93rd birthday is next month, always says she hopes her kids will stay in touch with each other after she's gone.
I don't know why she thinks things would be different.
"Who is my mother? Who are my brothers?..."
Happy Mother's Day and a dozen blazing virtual roses to all the moms here, honors to my daughter, whose miscarriage, our only shot at grandkids so far, is buried out by the old Cherokee graveyard, not far from the little 5yo and infant. And to the mother of our three, including those twin full-term full-weight boys, who has also been 2nd Mom for at least one of Estranged Brother's daughters.
Thank you, God, for Moms.
Love you, Mom.
Thanks, Panz.
"And share the wisdom of my path
With those who'll stick around"
((looks around at empty realm...)) yeah...
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In form and cadence, that might have been one of my attempts at verse (? ck nic link)... except...
I kinda got struck on verse 5. You know about grammar nazis? I'm a rhyme nag. I could let road / chose go, and I could even overlook bowed / road, and I was charmed by now / Tao, but again / darkening? That is a speed bump I have to drive around.
The Beatles had some "rhymes" only Liverpuddlians could attempt.
Posted by: mindful webworker in outer space at May 11, 2014 08:40 AM (6O259)
Showoff. Can't you be content with yelling "First!"?
wow. I just got #1 in the new thread. I don't think I even meant to post that there. Murphy's, you crazy Law.
I was compelled from the rack this morning by a sudden cascade of recollection of the awful major decisions that warped my life for the worse over the past forty-five years. Several specific stupid choices, devastating consequences, compound disastrophes. Fail & ruin.
Yup, I sure have learned "won't do that again" about a lot of things. Nothing I can put to use or help make up for the damage, but my hindsight is 20/20.
And as I look back, I realize, it's not over yet. There's still time for me to make more stupid, devastating choices!
Oh, boy! Another day!
Morning, Glories.
» why are you working for another Moron?
Posted by: Ricardo Kill
? Me?? That one sailed over my head.
Going for more coffee and pancakes. I expect to see that fresh thread when I get back. Save First for me.
We actually have a nice heavy denim apron Milady got ages ago when working at a French restaurant in Chicago. Been meaning to copy it (among other sewing round-to-it's). I Walter Mitty that I'm the apron-wearing founders at their printing presses and bellows, while merely being Designated Dishwasher.
» Has the Stupid stopped yet?
I've only just begun!
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Wait... maybe you didn't mean me? 
((Passes plate of pancakes smothered in butter, maple syrup, and blueberries.))
Freshen that coffee for you, Gram Ma'am?
» I'm picturing dozens of morons poised over their keyboards, waiting...
...reading our lame messages over and over.
While reloading the page, delays cause old comments on the thread to be readably displayed — I get a random ONT review.
Drink! That was it. Glad I remembered.
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Okay, I'm up, pets are fed, I have coffee.
We can haz morning thread now?
Hi, rickl
This cup of coffee I poured... I'm supposed to do something with it, I think... but what?
That episode where Picard was some guy getting old playing the flute on a planet that fried? Cut out all the Enterprise scenes, and it's a pretty good story.
Candy that's out of this world!
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Watercraft every Moron will crave
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And another honorary Moron, crashes into a police car, asked for license, says hold my beer.
http://dailym.ai/1gobCTs
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