I see you and I went to the same school of rating women.
If you haven't seen [all of] her in Walkabout, get a copy.
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Oh I've seen it/her/them.
Red neck sounds like my kind of neighbor haha; exactly what is he prejudiced against? We don't really have finer prejudices over here; It's a thing between different groups of spanish and different groups of blacks and everyone else is considered white...we think we have differences; but the blacks and spanish claim that the difference between irish white and jewish white is not enough to make the curve:grouphug:
Okay, another thing...how about women biting dentists. Yeah, I was under during mouth surgery and my dentist claimed there was something about oversexed women biting dentists...did he make that up...Oh, by the way, he still has teeth marks:rolleyes:
Yeah, I don't think Peewee would travel well:smile5:
They started out as just friends who shared the same bed; later, they had twin beds and fought alot more.
Bruce liked Sesame Street; god, I would have loved to see him teaching big bird some moves...and that bird sound.
What is it with Maria; all of my men and lesbian friends have the hots for her...:confused:
Still confused, I understand the big boobed blond tennis players; but Maria...got to see this movie. :gnorsi:
I don't know what he's prejudiced against. He's one of the "them coming over here and taking our jobs" types who don't really say anything intelligent or specific, but have a general feeling for racism. My parents were the same. I think they get these kinds of thoughts from certain newspapers and perhaps their peers hearking back to some perceived pre-immigration heaven, (which never existed of course).
Too right. It's forgotten that the post war years were full of rationing and austerity, and we didn't really begin to prosper until the 70s. Pre-war years were full of hardship for working folk. Those early fights for better pay and conditions really set us up for lter on - and contributed to the economic booms due to the redistribution of wealth.
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"They took our jobs; let's go to the county square and go make love...love that South Park. Really, though, here in South Florida, people are starting to all be a sort of yellowish color and speak a sort of mixed language and I'm not sure, they might be taking our jobs...:lol:
I thought things were pretty good in Europe in the late 20s; before WW2...wasn't that the jazz age, money, money everywhere? I seem to recall we lived pretty good in the 50s and 60s, the 70s got alittle lean; but this is the leanest time I've ever seen.
Hi, is that your name...it must have been tough in first grade spelling that one:confused:
I think the yearning for an unreal past happens to us all at some stage. It's why humans don't remember pain very well - we've evolved to block the bad bits out to some degree and people will remember the war spirit but not the rotting corpses.
The Great Depression not ringing any bells? Mile-long queues at soup kitchens?
It didn't seem as bad in UK & Europe because they hadn't had the boom USA had, but conditions were pretty inferior across most of the continent and UK.
In UK, the 1950s were still quite deprived, with rationing only being phased out, but replaced with super taxes which meant that 90% of every pound earned over an arbitrary figure was taken in tax. That's why most British rock and movie stars moved to USA at that stage - it wasn't worth earning it in Sterling because you'd give it all to the government.
I think the 1980s through to 2000 was reasonably prosperous all round, but we're seeing the fruits of that false economy now.
Wasn't the time after WW1 and before the stock market crash in '29...it least, it seemed that way when I'm reading my little books of Hemingway, Fitzgerald and stories of the ballet troupes...
What I remember of the 50's was that my parents lived on 1 salary, that of a welder, with 4 children, bought a new home and fairly new car, ate really well and had decent clothing on 75 dollars a week...The '80s to about '99 were also pretty good in the US; it's been all downhill since then economically
That's true, and even in Europe the upper-class found plenty of money, but for the majority, the deprivations of war - which largely left USA intouched - were still apparent in the 1920s.
Give it another six months and house prices will be back where they were in 1950s!
Alot of times, I seem to notice what is going on in the literary world and forget the life at home...I seem to recall that my father, who was born in 1923, complained of wearing flour sack pants to school and eating beans 3 times a day at home.
My house, which I bought 32 years ago, is only going for about 15,000 more than I paid for it then at the moment. I'm okay because I never borrowed against it; but my friends all borrowed against there homes after the 2005 hurricane when the houses went to 5 times there value; now they owe all that and are stuck, they can't sell, they can't rent and get enough to pay the mortgage.
A lot of people just walking away from their properties.
I scan the for sale columns for Detroit & places and look at a whole house and section being sold for $1000. Ok, these are not nice places, but they're probably still a lot nicer than a shed in Bangalore.
The world's a strange place.
Interesting conversation you have going. Both of my parents were born in 1924, God rest their souls. I remember similar "burlap" stories, such as my mother claiming to chew balls of pine pitch because they couldn't afford chewing gum. My father was born on an oil town in northern Oklahoma.
It is crazy. the interest rate on mortgage are at all time lows. I could swear I heard 3 to 4% recently on the news. We had re financed our home a few years ago when the rates were at 5.25% thinking that it would certainly not go lower than that.
Atheist, you should consider settling in the Bible Belt. It might do you some good! ha
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I loved those stories! Dad said he didn't mind as long as his mom had enough fabric that he didn't get the writing on his bottom; but as his bottom widened, the words were always across his seat.
EVeryone was telling me to refinance, do you believe I just paid the house off last year; I thought I was paying 11.5; I was actually paying 12.75%:ack2:
I don't know about the bible belt, they have those long narrow roads where people drive their truck 100 mph from church to the country corn liquor still every sunday and one of his kids would probably be pogo sticking or skateboarding...Atheist, if you move over here you have to start getting those kids on microwave food and games that will put fat on them and deprive them of light and vitamin d:Yawn:
No.
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First off, I really doubt I'd be allowed in.
You could have the same interest rates as Japan - about 0.1%. Imagine the mortgage payments on that sucker?
Getting shot is good?
Oh god, they'll never fit in then. They have fast food about twice a year, live outside and we don't even own a microwave! (horrible, taste-destroying machines)
My brother was considering buying property in Rochester because they're going at something like 20,000 a year, says they'd pay for themselves in 5 years of rents. Seems like a pain to manage property across the border though. Some connections have got him an offer for an office building downtown for only 1.2 million, which might be a good buy. You need to make 60% down payment on commercial though because banks don't like to take on risk.
Paul:
What's this I see about councils wanting to sell allotment land? I see a large group of angry men with pitchforks confronting councillors!
I doubt if any of the bible belt blokes would want to tangle with a rough, tough, NZ bloke like you; remember, our folks get their brawn from potatos and beer.
Not own a microwave, oh my god, what do they eat when they come home from school...no microwave pizzas, little microwave potato skins...:confused:
Now, at least down here, there seems like there is more property than renters; I don't know about the rest of the country. Most of the buyers a few years ago were from out of the country and then they have a management person or company to run the day to day operations. I don't know how much they clear after paying a middle man though.
I've had one of the worst Mondays of my career.
Last one this bad was when I was 18. During a summer job cleaning swimming pools on Corfu, a waiter thought it would be funny if he substituted the big plastic bottle of pool detergent with a similar one that contained diesel. Then I broke his face with a punch, but also my own finger. After being treated by a fat guy who seemed to take pleasure in resetting bones and causing his patients unspeakable pain, I got arrested for assault and was sued by the hotel owner for losing him revenue (he had to close the pool for two days). My parents flew out to get me out of a cell and back home.
That was 20 years ago. Today was a little worse than that.
Hey Jack. Get me a double Teacher's. Not too many rocks.
And guns. ;)
Rule #1 of blokedom is "Don't do a Peter Blake and take a pop-gun to a machine-gun fight." The bigger you are, the bigger target you are!
and many other cliches...
Usually fruit plus a sandwich or crackers. I would be the first to admit that our children are somewhat weird. They are one set of very few kids that don't take pre-packaged lunches to school and then have them after school as well. ("She" is taking one of daddy's home-made meat and vegetable pies to school today.)
They had some chocolate at Easter.
That's the story everywhere. It raises the question to me: where the hell did everyone go?
I have to assume that these properties were occupied at some time, so where are all the people displaced from all the hundreds of thousands of vacant properties? Moved in with other family members?
Mate, that doesn't sound good.
I'll get Parker to fix you a stiff one.
Please, "Parker", not Jack. We have a few standards to uphold!
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And going by that now being the second-worst day, this one must have been a doozy.
Good luck with it!
Glad to see you're still.....
here!
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Post more! Someone from where the sun shines more than not's always a good thing - the rest of us, apart from Sound, live in cold, damp places. Bring the sunshine!
That pic works, I imagine Sound will be on her way shortly.
^How things have changed for Marlboro Man.
Hang on Atheist we're having a drought here in sunny Britain.
Gilliatt, really funny! This post card reminds me of the 'Rabbit Proof Fence' story in Australia - ever see how many rabbits they now have? I heard all of them were imports. Now we have stink bugs - also an import - from China - and very undesirable. :ack2: Seems there are no natural predadors for the 'stinky' bugs here in the US...yuk! I collect old post cards like this one - love that old painted photo look!
Yes, I see you guys have found the sun.
Bad time to have drought conditions, but I bet you already knew that. Spring was much the same here with many farmers struggling to make hay.
You can keep those stink bugs!
Yes, rabbits are a huge problem in NZ and Australia and yep, they all came by boat. Early settlers thought "Wouldn't it be nice to be able to go and shoot a rabbit every now and then?"
Alas, the rabbits liked our weather a bit too much and there are now billions of the damned things.
Sounds awful, so what happened today...tell us before Parker mixes one of his special memory obscuring specials...
Actually, I have a bone to pick with Parker; he hasn't been returning my phone calls and recently, I heard he's setting up housekeeping in Pauls shed with some young wench from up Jockys way...might be Mrs J's cousin...
That's why your children have such wonderful skin and bright eyes; do the kids ever crave junk food?
What seems to be happening here is that multiple families are moving into single family dwellings or single family dwellings are being cut into small apartments.
Now that is my kind of cowboy...
Well, in my head, the 50's still rein supreme...
Yes, times have changed for Marlboro man. Now he smokes electronic cigarettes and keeps his USB battery charger in the saddle bag.
Glad you enjoyed it, there's plenty more from where that came from.
We have several cotton tails that roam our neighborhood and creek, but up to now, they haven't been too much of a bother.
Where is Jocky by the way?
Paul...was he in fact hanging out in your shed?
Have you even dared to open it?
If you like that kind of Cowboy, you should see my Uncle who lives out west. He rides a Jackalope.
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Up until the rumors of Jocky in Pauls shed, I'd heard nothing of him. Aye, it must have been your uncle I was hollering at one night, there was a horrendous lightening storm and the jackalopes were all drinking whiskey and making love; I saw a feller in the saddle and I yelled out "Come inside you dade burn fool; but he paid me no mind; next thing I saw was his hair lighting up....
Ey up Paul, if you tune into the Challenge Cup match this afternoon, you may see me in the crowd. Look for a, burly, bearded, balding, bloke in a Halifax shirt... only problem is, that just about discribes everyone who'll be there.
I discovered a new tool today - or rather I began to appreciate its fine design. It has a long shaft - rough for a firm grip, with a rounded end that bends at the end. Yes - it's a potato spade. I'd never heard of one before, and wondered what it was bequeathed in the shed. I suspected that the fellow had been of giant proportions, but no I was wrong. Vic - in the allotment shop - informed me that it was a potato spade and very useful.
So I tried it today, and he was right. The bend in the shovel end ploughs the earth over the potato leaves to earth them up in a very easy motion. The length means that I can reach right into the middle of my rows. Brilliant.
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