Well, I had a lovely Thanksgiving. I hope you all had the same good time (xootie, I hope your little one is feeling better.) It's funny, you spend so much time with your family over the years, but very little of it is on a day-to-day basis. Turns out, I don't know these folks nearly as well as I thought I did. For example, I was talking about my blog, and my aunt and my cousin told me to send them the link. I asked my cousin, who is a few years younger than I am, if she had seen the "Palin Oval Office" (http://www.palinaspresident.us/never/index.html ). She said she hadn't, and my aunt said she might not enjoy it. Until that moment, I had no idea my cousin was a Republican. Turns out it's her husbands influence - which isn't all that surprising - but that he voted for Obama! Well, we ended up in a kind of heated discussion about the Occupation of Iraq, and how it needed to end, with my cousin going on about the war on terror, which I reminded her had FUCK ALL to do with Iraq...but, in a much nicer manner, of course.
Then, after dinner back at my aunt & uncle's house, my aunt and I started discussing Prop. 8. Now, I hadn't really thought about how my aunt might vote on that one - she's a very devout Catholic, but she also had a brother who was gay, and died all too young from AIDS. Turns out, she was conflicted, but voted 'no'. The best part was her reasoning - she didn't think it was right for minority rights to be left up to majority rule! Even though she believes that marriage should be between a man and a woman, she doesn't believe civil rights are something that we vote on. She remembers when whites and blacks weren't allowed to marry each other, and that it was the courts - not the public - that decided the issue, and feels that is how this needs to be decided.
So, did anyone surprise you this holiday? Or, did you surprise anyone who thought they knew you a little better than they did?
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WV: Arreston : a town with a high percentage of its citizens in jail.
On that Palin link, if you click on the statue of justice, she cites about 10 different landmark cases, including "Charlie Brown vs. The Board Of Education." ;-)
So did the round-headed kid win?
we had a hilarious laugh (seriously, my face hurt) when Mr. Suza announced that our kind hostess in Italy was muttering crap under her breath about Suzabrother. Suzabrother's reaction was hilarious...we laughed so hard. But that wasn't all that surprising.
Bolunces: a balloon valance for your window.
It's been my experience that you should never trust Italian women, Suza...they're poseurs and horrid teasers...
Why don't you just tell us your fabulous story and quit beating around the bush?
Wv: trosetur--I can only imagine what this French word means.
gina - you seem kind of cranky. Picking on my twinnie and now saying mean things about Italian women (aren't you one of those?). I do, however, agree that suza must share the hilarious story...
Michael - where's the tomato smoochin' pic? Sure, it made me a little jealous, but I like seeing your handsome mug on my blog!
BTW - if anybody would like to see some BEAUTIFUL photographs, you should check out gina's blog - she is an amazing photographer!!!
Ferreti...you're far too kind, but thank you. Aren't those goats too much?
I'm only part Italian. My maiden name is Gavone, which in Italian means "fake Italian". Go figure.
I am cranky, thank you for noticing.
And twinnie shouldn't eat fried Portugeuse doughnuts--they'll do nothing but turn his ass into a quivering mass of lard.
While the womenfolk were cooking, I was doing the manly job of blowing the cypress needles off of the roof, mindful of the example of Max McGee. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Max_mcgee#Post_NFL_Career
DSG: I worked the Super Bowl game where Max had to play after Boyd Dowler was injured. McGee had gotten drunk the night before and it's been suggested he was still loaded during the ballgame. He had a spectacular game, I think he caught 7 or 8 passes, two for touchdowns. When asked about it, he said he was seeing two footballs and just guessed which was the real one... pretty good bet he'd had a few before heading for the roof...
Gina: are you the Gina with a blog on Shine? You were a stripper? I married 4 strippers. Were you one of them? Did you say you were going to the store for ice cream? That was 23 years ago. Were they out?
Michael, when you say you were working the game, what exactly were you doing?
My WV: boiker :-X
DSG: I was the "spotter" in the CBS broadcast booth. My Dad was the play-by-play announcer for the game. The spotter kept track of who made the tackle, the blockers, etc. I even got paid by CBS. I got the check ( $100), 4 months later...
Ray Scott or Jack Whitaker?
Ray Scott.
dsg - if you spent any time at all on the Giants blog, you would already know this and many other fascinating things about my darling twinnie...
Oh, Twinnie...is it really you after all of these years?? I've missed you so. I'm sorry about walking out on you, but I got tired of eating so many fried doughnuts and having to constanlty pick up after you. I found an old wedding picture of the two of us in happier times...I hope you like it. Click on my name and you'll find it.
You'll always have a place in my heart...
FH, I'm afraid I'm not much of a Giants fan, so I don't hang out there. Twinnie? Twinfan? Am I confused?
dsg - sorry! Michael is twinfan from the Giants Splash blog. He is also my virtual husband of six months now...six of the most gloriously happy months of my life, I might add! Other than kissing whatever tomato he happens to find in his garden, he's been the ideal mate.
I wasn't going to comment on this subject, because with some folks it's a no-win issue, but just because a person doesn't like what some people are willing to do doesn't mean he or she can't like or love those people and treat them with dignity.
It's a two-way street, dear.
WV: Nalynawl: when people conflict over things.
gina - I'd like to agree with you, but I'm not sure what you meant...
How about some politics? What do you guys think? I, for one, am delighted to see that Bill Clinton will be running things again. Thoughts?
You mean you'd agree with me if you knew my position on the issue?
What I meant is that we should be able to disagree with people and still treat each other with dignity. Period.
And by the way you two...how can you stand having a virtual marriage. Maybe it's just me, but I gotta have the REAL thing...
I think it might be true what the H8ers say... I mean, next to ferret and twinfan's marriage, gina's looks kind of cheap and pathetic.
'hadreif'-- time to call the doc.
It sure did, that's why I'm ending it. Cheap it wasn't, though. Costs almost everything I had to get out. I SAID I WANTED THE REAL THING! DO YOU UNDERSTAND THAT, KNUCKLEHEAD???
Maybe if you're lucky, I'll tell you the story one day.
Oh. I forgot my wv: ducepser.
A lying sack of French shit that loves to exploit people for his own benefit without regard to what it might do to them. That oughtta have his head examined.
It's like Sybil in here.
'no respecto' - I think you have just come up with the Brushfires catchphrase. Too bad this isn't a sitcom, that's comedy gold!!!
That story made you laugh so hard your face hurt? I thought sense of humor was a sign of intelligence.
geez, anony...I only provided the story as context. I think I said twice that you had to be there. someone is a grumpy-puss, huh?
Anonymous - tsk, tsk! 'no respecto!'
Well, I have a really long story and it's not funny at all. Who wants to hear it?...
Well geez, you don't have to trample me while you're heading for the door, guys...
Henry Kissinger once said, speaking of the benefits of being famous; that when he told a really boring story, people thought it was *their* fault...
Anyway, that was not a boring story, Suza. It was, uh... interesting.
I wanna hear it. It had better be good.
wv: refle: A slang term for "I might puke in an ear if I hear another 'interesting' story".
hey I gave plenty of fair warning. this is a blog and hardly a captive audience. :)
anyway, my wv is ramrat, which is what I do to people whom I perceive to be rude. they are rats and I ram them. usually with my shoulder as I walk by. hard.
I was just joshing about having a long story... but... look, it's gonna bore the hell out of you....OK, you insisted...
It all started when I was three, 58years ago. It would be unfair to leave anything out, so I'll go through it year by year. I recall that my Mother was ironing Dad's shirts. Sharen was due home from kindergarten when Dad suddenly...
...And?!? (She said, with bated breath.)
Anon - I suspect you are our friend gina, who is feeling very cranky, and needs to lash out. Not wanting to be disliked, gina has chosen the original pseudonym - if only her material were equally original.
Feel better, Miss Gina...
I am not her. I'll bet her name is really Sybill. She's mad at the world right now, probably. Someone keeps yanking her chain and she hates it, probably. But she won't bore you with the story, 'cause it's dull and makes her head throb to think about it.
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