Every now and then, someone will complain to me about their comment being shunted to “moderation.” The implication is, I am punishing them for some unknown affront. This is never the case. True, posts with certain words—use your imagination—automatically will be held for moderation, but this is seldom the problem with the rare posts that do, for unknown reasons, get sidetracked. I just dumped the moderation queue. There were only 65 comments that had accumulated over months and months. Not too bad, I’d say, but I will try to do a better job staying on top of the comments that, for whatever reason, wind up in moderation. If it happens to you, don’t take it personally. As I’ve said, I almost never nix a post for any reason.
Coffee Fiend
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226 responses to “Coffee Fiend”
I hope the “Hummingbird Whisperer” technique works. Please let us know.
Arlo’s mug looks like one I once had. It was plastic and huge, but most of the bulk was insulating airspace between the inner and outer walls. I retired it in favor of a sleek model that will fit in my car’s cupholders. Remember balancing those big behemoths on the dashboard in pre-cupholder days? And what happened when you stopped fast?
Jackie, to answer the wildlife question you asked yesterday: yes, woodchucks and groundhogs are the same animal and they can be found all the way to Georgia according to Wikipedia.
Speaking of road rage, I am seeing more and more of people jumping in and out of lanes, especially if I am I have given enough space for braking. Of course then I have to slam on the brakes! I try not get too enraged as it is absolutely not worth it!
Saw the biggest mug I have ever seen in either Nebraska or Kansas yesterday. Maybe not out of scale with the guy filling it who looked like he weighed around 500 pounds.
But it was soda, not coffee and mug looked to be a full gallon, had handle and lid. I wondered if there was a flat price on refills?
Since I don’t drink soda from machines, I have no idea. Am swearing off the new tall Coke cans, the aluminum is so thin the cans just collapse but the soda goes flat as well.
I could quote the whole poem Jabberwockey, I wonder how that would be handled in moderation? Twas brillig in the Slithey Toves……….. In reference to todays cartoon, my cats don’t hide and jump out, they sit on top of the piano or on the loft ladder and boldly just smack me as I walk by. They forget that the abused arm is attached to the hand that provides the petting.
FYI
September 29 is National Coffee Day.
Support a local coffee shop.
The hummingbird either flew out or it’s hiding or dead. In any case I don’t see it. I wish that I had read the link earlier. I had no idea that it was a common problem, but the explanation makes sense. Did you ever notice that someone that drives slower than you is an idiot and someone that drives faster is a maniac?
Texas is populated with maniac drivers trying to avoid Louisiana idiots, based on Jerry’s supposition.
This village is not exactly verbose today.
Real road rage comes when you realize that your travel mug is full of decaf.
Answered a phone call and lost my post about driving through hills of Kansas all day through the Flint Hills grasslands. Two lane roads and so remote and beautiful I just drove. Prairie hen Capitol of World.
Bullet could have played with Trigger. I didn’t drive 55. All lonely roads and right angle turns.
Jackie, did you happen to pass through Eskridge or Strong City?
I gave up on artificial sweeteners in everything about 4 weeks ago. Fruits and raw veggies are starting to taste sweeter; my appetite has lowered a good bit; I’m down 8 pounds — 75 to go!
The theory I’ve decided to go with is that the chemicals in the sweeteners interfered with the good bacteria in the gut.
Sand, the Lord knows, I don’t. I kept thinking I needed a man who could navigate either on land, sea or air. I don’t know why I would think that or specify man or sex. Being more or less lost for two days does that.
Jackie, Kansas Turnpike runs north-south through the Flint Hills. Should you cross over it try to parrallel it. Exits at Cassodity, US 50, and US56; go north you will reach Topeka and I70, going south it will take you to Wichita and then Oklahoma.
My new third shift girl quit already. She worked a whole two shifts solo. I knew she wasn’t going to work long term, but wasn’t expecting her to fink out quite so quick. I am Danny Glover in Lethal Weapon.
Non-sequitur: I am currently amusing myself by playing with Thunder’s tail. When I play with Blacklight’s tail, the moment I let go, she drops it back down. Thunder just leaves her tail however I put it. Almost as much fun as silly putty. 😀
Sand I thought I was on I-35 heading for OKC and drove about hour and half before I noticed I was not. I exited first exit I could and put Eufaula in phone GPS and got the interesting tour. Reached Oklahoma border on Highway 75 at 5.30.
It was like Gilligan’s Island but really pretty in the Flint Hills.they appeared to be tacking me through prairies like a Prairie schooner. So far East, then south, then east, then south. Over and over.
Little Ghost Kitty is doubled in size and adorable. I put him down and another one ran out of flowers! I think that is Oreo? We have Skipper, oldest black and white.
I have decided to name the pretty brown and white kitty from Mark’s house Miss Prissy after Debbes Miss Prissy because she is marked like a hen in coloring patterns. We have a brown tabby Sylvester for the cartoon cat. It should be a black and white.
Of course we still have Ashes, our senior cat, and Hoochie Mama who is now spayed. All cats are neutered and spayed and live in yard unless they make it to house but it is not a bad life. Lots of places to sleep, hide, play, endless food and water and petting.
Things did not go as planned today but turned out OK. My friend, who has balance issues, did a face-plant onto a granite floor this morning. So most of the day was spent kn two different towns waiting to see doctors, seeing doctors, waiting to get a spinal x-ray, getting a spinal x-ray, waiting to get a CT scan of the noggin, getting a CT scan of the noggin, etc. Nothing fractured, no sign of a brain bleed. We had our first meal of the day at 9 PM. But hey, it was a good meal.
Back at the hotel. Their InterWebNet connection is apparently so insecure tonight my browsers won’t even connect to it. Fortunately, I own a NetGear Air Card, so I carry my Wi-Fi with me.
Somehow I am reminded of Stockard Channing’s comment that all hotel rooms smell like a giant artificial vagina to her. Although she may not have said “vagina”.
Good morning Villagers…
…got into work, found a note on the packer, said display not working at this time, opened up cooler door and found 8 skids of eggs….they ‘jump’ started it. Amen, didn’t have to handpick eggs up, and we all know what ‘hole’ they come from 🙂
gotta go
oh, glad the hummingbird made it out, Jerry.
I missed “Talk like a Pirate day!!” 🙁 SOmeone should have reminded me
I spoke yesterday of the maniacs and idiots on the road. This morning we woke up to 1″ an hour rain and we ended up going 35 MPH on I-696 until we passed the mixing bowl ( a bunch of roads that converge together). That was when some were going 40 MPH, some 50, and a few maniacs trying to drive 65-70 MPH. It was a mess. The good news is that I threw some grass seed and straw over the burned out areas of my lawn and unless I’ve drown the seeds, I might actually have a lawn.
I had to move my mail box because my neighbor owns 4-5 cars and would park in front of my box and the mailman refused to deliver my mail. I have a prescription that my Doctor mails me and I have gone without it for a few days because of this. (He could send it digitally, but doesn’t know how. A good Doctor, I don’t want to change) It was not worth starting WW 3 with the neighbor so I moved it. That was one of the areas that needed grass seed.
Today’s TIP BlogSpot: I assume we’re in late Victorian London, on an unusually straight street. Building on right may be a landmark some would recognize.
http://thatispriceless.blogspot.com/
Peace,
emb, here’s what I found on this. Title “Poverty and Wealth” by Frith. Apparently to show the contrast between the poor getting charity food on the right and the well-to-do riding by in their carriage. Doesn’t tell what location is depicted.
Mark: Found it at a copied paintings site, and looked Frith up / Wiki:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/William_Powell_Frith
Apparently Frith was among the most favored genre painters of his day, at least in UK. One can infer a present day message or two from the painting, esp. if it is magnified to full screen size. Interesting that Melcher saw another weird possibility.
Frith has another painting, the marriage of the Prince of Wales, in Westminster Abbey [I think], presumably Edward the 7th to be. Is that Victoria in the box at the upper R?
Peace,