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meades
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posted 01 July 2001 11:20 PM      Profile for meades     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
Well the title pretty much says it all, but also, this can apply to anything from TV shows, to newspapers, to movies and any other sort of pop culture thing.

For me, I absolutely hate it when movies make up countries altogether. I saw one last night where the movie was set in "Tecala", even though they clearly used maps of ecuador, as well as statistics related to ecuagor. Plus the basically coppied the situation in Columbia with a big kidnaping plot and the Marxist drug lords. I forget the title, but it had meg Ryan and Russel Crow. Would it have been so hard to just use Ecuador?

Well in case you didn't notice already, this is a thread for complaining. And if you don't like my complaining, you can be a hypocrite and complain about my complaining on this thread as well, and i won't jump down your throat with more complaining. Unless too many people take my suggestion


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Trisha
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posted 01 July 2001 11:56 PM      Profile for Trisha     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
For people on low incomes, grocery shopping is a thorny proposition. You are paid for the month, your cupboards are bare, and there's no good deals on the basic foods. So you are stuck buying at the higher prices so you can eat for the 2-3 weeks before the sales come up. Then, when the sale does come, you're broke, and the cupboard is getting very empty.

The Quebec Human Rights Commission is looking at whether Canada's largest grocery stores discount basic food items when no low income people can possibly buy them. I don't know why the rest of Canada doesn't do the same. All you need to prove the allegations is a set of flyers for about three months in a row.


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DrConway
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posted 02 July 2001 03:15 AM      Profile for DrConway     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
Trisha, I wouldn't be surprised - the major food chains seem to have the oddest combinations of things for sale, and come to think of it, do the flyers tend to come out in the middle of the month rather than the end (when most government checks go out)?
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rasmus
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posted 02 July 2001 03:22 AM      Profile for rasmus   Author's Homepage     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
Well, this problem was written up in the Toronto Star recently. Welfare recipients have always known this, but it was either invisible or ignored by everyone else (except the supermarkets). There are never sales on basic foodstuffs when the welfare cheques come out. It makes sense from a market point of view but it also makes the inhumanity and exploitation of pure market economics quite obvious.
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Jared
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posted 02 July 2001 02:30 PM      Profile for Jared     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
One thing that I absolutely loathe is the use of testimonials in television commercials, especially the type where scenes from a movie are interspersed with theatre patrons giving their two cents on the flick. This is just an incredibly arrogant act on the part of the entertainment conglomerates: the mere fact that John & Jane Public liked the movie does not automatically mean that everybody else will. Big business is loath to admit that different patrons have different opinions (horror of horrors) - if they had it their way, the entire human race would be a single-minded homogenous buying machine willing to lap up whatever is put in front of them. Although, sadly, that does seem to be the norm most of the time already. Hey, I guess that makes movie testimonials the perfect microcosm for modern-day capitalism / consumer society. Who woulda thunk it? It's odd what I stumble across in my nonsensical, stream-of-consciousness viewpoints sometimes.

Another celluloid-related gripe would have to be the increasing ubiquity of talking animals on TV (especially commercials) and movies. Of course there have always been the Dr Dolittles (not the Eddie Murphy version, the classic) and Mr Eds, but now they actually manipulate the critter's mouths to make their speech accurate right down to the last syllable. Isn't the mute factor (and the whole respite from human interaction) one of the reasons that people adore animals? It also serves to obliterate the innocent mystique around the creatures. A large reason why I've loved my animals in the past is that I'm secure in the knowledge they're not going to start a conversation about "Survivor" or something.

Oh yeah, Survivor and the rest of those Sydney tar ponds known as "reality television."

Oh, and I recently read somewhere that Nicaragua, in the effort to sweeten the pot for multinationals looking for a workforce, are scrapping traditional afternoon siestas and legislating regular working hours. Okay, perhaps I'm a flat earther, but after all these people have been through over the past few decades (especially the "Bonzo Goes To Washington" years), wouldn't it be decent to at least let them keep their naps?

Wow, did I ever dumb down this discussion!


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clersal
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posted 02 July 2001 04:05 PM      Profile for clersal     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
No Jared you did not 'dumb down' the subject but I am. One of my bloody cats brought in a chipmunk this morning. Why did let him in you may ask. I didn't the critturs have their own door as I was sick of playing door person. Anyhow the dawg who considers himself a superior hunter wanted the chipmunk and took it or tried to take it from cat. And yes the chipmunk was not even injured and naturally escaped and is somewhere in the house. I tried to save it's life with a neighbour and it managed to escape so I am waiting for the eventual demise through violence of said chipmunk. And that is my complaint for the day.

I think I will de-teeth and de-claw the whole bunch including the chipmunk. That'll teach em.


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skdadl
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posted 02 July 2001 04:13 PM      Profile for skdadl     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
Oh, clersal, I'm there, I'm with you, go clersal go, you can do it, clersal -- save that li'l life!

When this has happened to us with mice (we don't have anything so cute as chipmunks here, and the squirrels have so far been too fast), they've tended to hide under radiators. When (if) we've got them located, we get the cats to another room and close door; then we build a tunnel from the radiator to the nearest door and open it ... It takes a while, but it's always worked.

Oh, good luck -- can you open lots of paths of egress?

(I was going to complain about money, but your circs are more immediate.)


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clersal
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posted 02 July 2001 06:20 PM      Profile for clersal     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
Thanks for the support Skdadl. I haven't the faintest idea where the bloody rodent is. My cupboards are already a disaster area and throwing everything all over the place trying to find the little, mind you he or she is cute, is out of the question. I have nothing against rodents cute or not except that they should stay out of my bloody house as there are some bloodthirsty critturs here. Three cats, not to worry, all fixed. A dawg who thinks he is the 'best' but ain't. Between idiot dawg who is convinced he could make shorter shrift of said cute chipmunk. Three cats who really can do the job, eventually. If the idiot dog would stop growling and bossing them around my problem would be over. So probably I will be woken up in the middle of the night by a lot of scuffling and my mood will be even worse than it is now.

I just envisioned these numerous tunnels all over the house and it makes me laugh. Maybe the cutie escaped or has been eaten. The woes of living in the country. The idiocy of making a crittur door. Shit I am dense at times. The house is probably filled with rodents and with my luck a skunk will visit! Imagine a porcupine. Pin cushions for critturs.


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Bobcat
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posted 02 July 2001 06:34 PM      Profile for Bobcat     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
And if any of those wild creatures could speak human, they'd say "I want out!!!"
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posted 02 July 2001 06:48 PM      Profile for verbatim   Author's Homepage     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
Angry Tim Warning

You know what really bugs me? The artificial dating scene on TV and in the movies. AS IF it was OK for me to walk up to a girl in a coffee shop and start talking to her. As if I would be able to overcome my fear of rejection/making a fool of myself! As if she would be able to handle it without becoming uncomfortable or overcome her fear of rejection/making a fool of herself! As if! AS IF! As if people started talking to each other on an elevator and ended up getting married! As IF!


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clersal
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posted 02 July 2001 07:20 PM      Profile for clersal     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
Absolutely Bobcat. Me too. I agree with the crittur.

And yup Verba Tim. That is called Hollywood drivel.


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Jared
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posted 02 July 2001 08:06 PM      Profile for Jared     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
Wow I don't think we needed an Angry Tim warning there...probably could have figured it out for ourselves.

I couldn't agree more. Just an addendum for the Hollywood fakeout love scene, why do perfect strangers bump into each other and end up sleeping together a half hour later? I never meet any girls like that, even in bars! Although I have female friends who have actually had experiences like this based on what they've seen on television! Not to pick on the girls, but this is just my personal experience.


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Tommy_Paine
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posted 02 July 2001 09:58 PM      Profile for Tommy_Paine     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
The art of the dating scene would seem to be to know when to be a "gentleman", and when to be a "bad boy".

Now, how to tell when to be one, and not the other is an unfathomable mystery. I have a gut feeling that on any given day, there are female "designated contrarians" who will take the opposite tack no matter what you do, just to keep you off balance.

Mathematically, I suppose we are presented with a 50/50 chance, throwing out the "designated contrarians"(X). Therefore, flipping a coin each time as a guide to decision making on the "gentleman"/ "bad boy" persona should give us a 25-X% chance of hitting it right. I like those odds.

Myself, I try to just maintain a sense of humour about it all, and be myself. Don't worry about rejection. Not every woman is for you, but there are many who are. It's a big world. Don't take it personal.

Rodents and Cats..... From what I've gathered watching documentaries on television, rodents can take care of themselves. I would expect the chipmunk to be hiding in the ironing board cupboard, and it will spring the board down on top of the cat's head, and in a Rube Goldbergesque mechanical way, the iron itself will bounce on the board and then come to rest, with some force, on the same cat's head.

Another well documented rodent survival technique is to get the cat to swallow a giant magnet, and then open the cutlery drawer.


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rasmus
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posted 02 July 2001 10:04 PM      Profile for rasmus   Author's Homepage     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
TP:

quote:
Rodents and Cats..... From what I've gathered watching documentaries on television, rodents can take care of themselves. I would expect the chipmunk to be hiding in the ironing board cupboard, and it will spring the board down on top of the cat's head, and in a Rube Goldbergesque mechanical way, the iron itself will bounce on the board and then come to rest, with some force, on the same cat's head.

Another well documented rodent survival technique is to get the cat to swallow a giant magnet, and then open the cutlery drawer.


Thank you.

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clersal
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posted 02 July 2001 10:44 PM      Profile for clersal     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
Oh if only that was to be. Nope it is behind the sofa. The cats got bored and went out. I have baited the cat carrier with peanuts. Also water as the peanuts are salted. I just hope the cats do not come in with another rodent.
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Tommy_Paine
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posted 02 July 2001 10:57 PM      Profile for Tommy_Paine     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
'Tis the nature of cats, unfortunately. I never minded our recently deceased elder cat when it policed the mice outside, and caught one that had strayed in once.

However, it was always distressing when she got the sparrows that I built houses for.

As a child, I had a big tom that used to bring home baby rabbits.


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sean s.
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posted 02 July 2001 11:15 PM      Profile for sean s.   Author's Homepage     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
Eternal Return.

What would I like to complain about? I'd like to complain that rabble.ca is nothing more than a veiled collection of death threats. No wonder Craig Hubley, the smartest person to have posted on this board, abandoned it.

Judy R., if you have any integrity at all, you will simply shut this board down, it is rotten to the core and beneath all contempt.


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rasmus
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posted 02 July 2001 11:58 PM      Profile for rasmus   Author's Homepage     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
Oops DrConway, I'm sure TP does not mean *you*. I wasn't even thinking about that, it just occurred to me now. I just thought TP's matter-of-fact delivery was brilliant. You're pretty good at deadpan, TP, as we saw in "Know thine enemy".

Sean S., I hear Twilight Zone music. I'm not sure what you're on about. Is it Bacchanalia already?

[ July 03, 2001: Message edited by: rasmus_raven ]


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sean s.
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posted 03 July 2001 12:04 AM      Profile for sean s.   Author's Homepage     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
Some of you are trying to be ethical despite your jobs, but others of you are issuing death threats.
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rasmus
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posted 03 July 2001 12:05 AM      Profile for rasmus   Author's Homepage     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
Ummm... this is getting really, really weird. What *exactly* do you mean? Can you explicate?

Jobs?

[ July 03, 2001: Message edited by: rasmus_raven ]


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rasmus
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posted 03 July 2001 12:13 AM      Profile for rasmus   Author's Homepage     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
Sean S. you are making me extremely nervous. Who is this "you" you're talking about. What jobs? And where, oh where on earth do you see veiled death threats of all things? If you feel that you must private message this, please do so. I mean if you have a real worry, that should be addressed. But nothing anywhere has suggested anything like what you are talking about. It's too weird Sean. What's happening?

I specifically quote this post, it is too weird, Sean:

quote:
sean s.
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posted July 03, 2001 12:04 AM    
             
Some of you are trying to be ethical despite your jobs, but others of you are issuing death threats.

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rasmus
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posted 03 July 2001 12:20 AM      Profile for rasmus   Author's Homepage     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
I think I see the thread you are referring to. Frankly I checked out of that thread because the issue is one on which passions tend to rise too high. Frankly I find it very distasteful to read many of the comments, and since I feel rational persuasion won't work, I skip out.
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Michelle
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posted 03 July 2001 12:44 AM      Profile for Michelle   Author's Homepage     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
Which thread is that, Rasmus?
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rasmus
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posted 03 July 2001 12:46 AM      Profile for rasmus   Author's Homepage     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
I can only think it is the death penalty thread, nothing else fits... but until Sean S. gives us an exact quotation, I am mystified.
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Trisha
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posted 03 July 2001 12:48 AM      Profile for Trisha     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
Another thread started talking about terrorism. Maybe that's the one? I've been rereading trying to figure it out.
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Michelle
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posted 03 July 2001 12:54 AM      Profile for Michelle   Author's Homepage     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
Yeah, I also wondered whether it was the several threads about "direct action". But I didn't see anything on it. Oh well. We're just doing what he wants us to do.
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skdadl
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posted 03 July 2001 09:27 AM      Profile for skdadl     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
Gee, it's times like this that remind me how very much I miss by going to bed early ...

clersal, how went the night? Do you think the crittur made it?


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posted 03 July 2001 09:57 AM      Profile for 905er     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
quote:
I'd like to complain that rabble.ca is nothing more than a veiled collection of death threats. No wonder Craig Hubley, the smartest person to have posted on this board, abandoned it.

This is completely mystifying. When I complained about the death threats (nothing "veiled" about them) that were made by the "smartest person to have posted on this board," sean s. dismissed them.

Now, apparently, they have become so serious that babble should be shut down entirely? Can you explain, sean?


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posted 03 July 2001 01:44 PM      Profile for Dawna Matrix     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
Perhaps he is under the control of the Anne Carson Robot. Or a different robot...
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clersal
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posted 03 July 2001 05:25 PM      Profile for clersal     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
Thanks for asking Skdadl but alas poor Yorick. The cat re-caught the cutie face. I think the dog got bitten, or perhaps scratched as he joined in the fray. I heard a couple of yelps and he rejoined me in bed. Finally I had to get up at 6 as the scuffling and squeaking were going to drive me to drink or worse. By then the cutie puss chipmunk was in a bad state and the mutt purloined him and I guess finished him off outside. Everybody saved face. Could Sean be talking about my killer cat?

I also tried the ironing board trick but that did not work. The cat refused to swallow a magnet. Pretty good idea that. I think I will put up a little sign warning the other cuties.


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Michelle
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posted 03 July 2001 05:43 PM      Profile for Michelle   Author's Homepage     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
I was just telling someone in a private message: I love the way every man (haven't noticed any women designated as such yet but I could be mistaken) becomes either "the smartest person at babble" or at least "one of the smartest people at babble" as soon as they post something obscure, unreadable, with the phrase "dino-something" in it, or any combination of the three.
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posted 03 July 2001 05:53 PM      Profile for Slick Willy     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
I guess Michelle that with all things pop, smart has become a subjective field. Like best pizza or best movie or who is cute.
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skdadl
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posted 03 July 2001 05:54 PM      Profile for skdadl     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
clersal, I hope you know that I would have written a proper obit for your chipmunk and mourned him fitly, if we just hadn't been having this chipmunk thing today, eh?

Hard to blame the hard-wired felines, though, I know -- my guys haven't assassinated much beyond a butterfly lately, but there was that one lovely bird last summer, and I've noticed them eyeing the gorgeous cardinal who's been hanging around. The neighbours think I'm nuts, out there every morning telling the birds that I love them but they'd better take off now because I'm about to let the cats out ...

And Michelle, well you know us grils, eh? None of this comparing sizes in the schoolyard for us. Mature, supportive, nurturing, secure -- us, eh?


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posted 03 July 2001 05:57 PM      Profile for rasmus   Author's Homepage     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
Yes, Clersal, I believe you've hit the chipmunk on the head there. You meanie.

I believe Sean S., who earlier yesterday had mentioned "inner chipmunks", identified with the real-life chipmunk whose sad end you have now described for us, and perhaps believed that you were deliberately trying to threaten him by telling this story.

That's my latest theory anyhow.

Michelle: you're one of the smartest people who posts to Babble.


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posted 03 July 2001 07:41 PM      Profile for DrConway     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
I am too smart to swallow magnets. *sits on Michelle's lap in preparation for reply*

quote:
I was just telling someone in a private message: I love the way every man (haven't noticed any women designated as such yet but I could be mistaken) becomes either "the smartest person at babble" or at least "one of the smartest people at babble" as soon as they post something obscure, unreadable, with the phrase "dino-something" in it, or any combination of the three.

By that criteria I can safely say that I am *not* "the smartest person at babble".

My posts are eminently readable, un-obscure, and do not involve Dino-anythings.

So I can safely say that I cannot eclipse you at being one of the smartest people at rabble.

[ July 03, 2001: Message edited by: DrConway ]


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rasmus
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posted 03 July 2001 09:07 PM      Profile for rasmus   Author's Homepage     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
DrC, you're still ignoring mediaboy:

Pseudofelinoid entity flirts unequally: mediaboy slams DrConway


Yeah by those criteria DrConway, luckily, you are not one of the smartest people who ever posted to Babble. Keep it up.

Now on to my NEXT complaint:

Unstable tables in cafes. You know what I mean. You put your coffee on the table, you sit down, and the table wobbles and coffee spills everywhere. Has no one figured out the three-legged table yet? In this age of unparallelled wealth and technological advancement, how come we can't get a #$*^(&*^ table that won't spill coffee? I myself have long since learned to be cautious (usually: today Adam Smith got coffee-stained) but I see other people's mishaps all the time. Coffee-stained clothing, embarrassment, wasted napkins.


That's something really minor that I wanted to complain about.


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meades
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posted 03 July 2001 10:12 PM      Profile for meades     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
Clersal, Skdadl: i know what you both mean. If it isn't a mouse, it's a squirel, if it isn't that, it's chipmunk, if not that, a rabbit. Last summer we even had a bear trapped in our back yard (the pets didn't try and kill it though, they aren't that stupid) As we speak there's half of a dead squirel on my back porch, that the cat is munching on, amoungst the company of magots and flies of course.

RR:I HATE wobbly tables! ANYWHERE! Especially at school. And it's not like there aren't proper tables, but NOOOOOOOO, I always end up in the one desk that wobbles! if not, the chair that squeeks whenever you try and move your ass. If it isn't the table, it's the chair, and it's not the chair or the table, I end up sitting next to, or near by either a complete jack ass, or some one who completely freak me out. Of course, I do my very best to be nice, while looking away as frquently as possible to relieve myself of the annoyance.

Sean S.: I hope you don't think any of my posts on that thread (death penalty) were death threats! they weren't, just so you know. That would be pretty ironic, though, that if someone was supporting the death penalty, while subliminally transmitting death threats. I gave up on that thread (even though i started it) because the people who were supporting the death penalty were being hypocritical, and using silly arguments, well, actually just one of them was, I think you all know who. Anyway, now if I see a post I like I'll just post something like "I agree with so-and-so". I don't think there were any death threats, except for those to Paul Bernardo, and "Mom" Bouchard, and even those weren't really death threats. This is really weird.

Now for my own NEW complainst, relating to the chipmunk story. Why won't my god damn cat (not the one eating the 1/2 squirel, another one) shut up! She keeps meowing, and meowing, and it's not even a nice meow. It's some kind of screech mixed with intentional annoyance, and a little bit of spite. meihn, meihn, meihn, meihn. If you can speak french, make that noise, but draw it out for about thirty seconds each time and you have the noise my cat makes. The noise relates to absolutely nothing I have heard in the english language. maybe a "maih" but the "ai" would be drawn out for a long time. too long. And sometimes the little bugger will even through in some kind of throaty, Flemish, "G" sound at the end, just to piss my off even more. If she wants food, she does this. If she passes even near the computer room, she does this. If she's trying to get into my room, she does this. If she tries to get out, she does this, and even if I'm holding her, and move even slightly, she does this, to tell me that "no, you can't move, you were petting me, so don't go thinking you can get away with doing anything productive for even a minuit, or I'll maihgh some more!". Even if I look at her when she enters the room, she'll start up again! It only started this year! I've had her for close to seven! Is this natures way of making me less sad when she dies or somthing?! that last part was just a joke

Oh, and I forgot who mentioned it, I think it was Michelle. I think that when someone calls another the "smartest person on babble", aside from this thread, it probably means, I haven't the slightest idea what they were saying, but it looked smart, and well thought through, and I don't want to look like an idiot, so I'll just call them smart to mask my uncertainty . I think we've been poking too much fun at sean, so don't take offence, I, for one will stop, since I'm not one to talk (about intelligence, and validity of opinion, I mean. you all saw by the length of this post I can talk (or write, close enough))

too much writing


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I hate when my bump into my dinobookcase due to my peril sensitive sunglasses while reaching for my favorite volume of poems by Catulus.

don't you just hate that?

.....Michelle.....?


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Good meades. That was a good post. I too wanted to say that we should lay off sean. I was glad that you were able to insert it so well into your post. It certainly will have impact. Thank you.

I really like cats. They are independent, friendly, tough and they are great commonsense loving mothers. But they are such psychotic assassins. I wonder is it because they don't really need the prey and are running on instinct only.

Now for the complaint. I hate camping because everytime I went camping it rained. EVERYTIME bar none! I hate camping. Put me camping in a desert and it would rain. Anybody need rain?


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Re camping in the rain: wet sleeping bag -- ewww! You've scrunched up as you fall asleep, sure that you can keep your tootsies just far enough away from the clammy wet bottom -- but then you relax as you drift off, and your legs begin to stretch down, down, down -- ewww! I hate that part.

But I'm here to complain about noisy restaurants. Wobbly legs -- us smokers know how to fix those -- but why oh why are all the new restaurants around here so noisy, so very very noisy? Minimalist design -- they are all so bare, so very very bare -- and thus they are noisy; the noise bounces everywhere, ping pongs endlessly, nothing to absorb it -- help! Lunch after lunch, I leave with laryngitis because I've been shouting for an hour. Down with bare restaurants! Bring back Victorian clutter! Up with the velvet-draped bordello!


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posted 04 July 2001 10:12 AM      Profile for Victor Von Mediaboy   Author's Homepage        Edit/Delete Post
I don't mind camping in the rain. It CAN be fun, if you have enough dry gear with you.

Of course, I had fun when my scout troup went winter camping without tents. We built igloos. If you can enjoy that, you can enjoy anything.

OTOH, I hate long canoe trips because it always rains and, by necessity, you can't take much gear with you. Paddling across a lake for 8 hours in the wind and the rain is no fun whatsoever.


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It's a deliberate strategy, skdadl -- and I hate it. The noise is supposed to make you think, "WOW! WHat a happening place -- it's so noisy!!" It just leaves my ears ringing.

Speaking of which, most of my complaints have to do with noise. Sub-woofers should be classified as dangerous weapons. Movie theatres should pass out free foam ear plugs -- I wear my own. (You should try it -- the sound quality suffers minimally, and you don't end up with tinnitus that persists for weeks.) Barking dogs, uncrinkling candy wrappers during a Mahler symphony, leaf blowers, lawn mowers -- the list is endless.

A health club I go to blasts crappy rock from the speakers 24/7 -- including in the men's change room. My head is polluted for the rest of the day. (I complained about it, but some people apparently need this kind of stimulus.)

Oh, the silence ....


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Meades, my cat made that exact sound for about two weeks, driving me so insane that I had to leave and sleep at a friend's place before I went insane and threw my much-loved cat out my second-story window. It was very. very. close. But, thank heavens, it turns out she was in heat, and she's back to cool, calm, and collected now. I can sleep again!

Oh, and I know that we're supposed to lay off Sean, but I can't resist...

quote:
Judy R., if you have any integrity at all, you will simply shut this board down, it is rotten to the core and beneath all contempt.

Censorship really chaps my buns.


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I actually like a number of the noisy restaurants here in Victoria -- but perhaps that's because so much of the city is like a funeral home, and I appreciate the occasional reminder that there are living people here.

I would like to offcially complain about the lameness of the Canada Day fireworks here in Victoria. 8 minutes? I sure am glad I only spent 15 minutes getting to a vantage point.


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Meades, if your cat's been fixed, she may be simply trying to make conversation and feeling left out of your life. I have a book called "The Natural History of Cats" by Claire Necker that is one of the most complete I've ever found on all aspects of the feline and it has a good chapter on cat voice and sounds. If you're interested, I can throw you a few facts.
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905er, a man after my own heart. I can't stand loud movie theatres. OTOH I am the type to unwrap a candy in a Mahler symphony. Slowly, and very self-consciously. Say, when are you next going to the symphony?

The first thing I'll do when I'm dictator is ban loud vehicles. You know, motorcycles with no muffler. Also, people who play their music really loud from their cars. Those people will receive long jail sentences.

I myself have taken to foam earplugs lately. Amazing how much easier it is to maintain your equanimity with them.

Perhaps we should move to Switzerland. Loud cars and motorcycles are illegal. If you live in an apartment it is illegal to shower between midnight and 6 AM because it's too noisy. I can't remember about flushing the toilet, however.

Toilets: who ever thought of "conserving" water by decreasing the capacity of the toilet's water tank? You know, where one good 20-liter flush might have done it, with an 11-liter tank you have to flush two, sometimes three times to get the job done. Isn't this something totally obvious? I mean as a result of this asininity, a black market in old toilet tanks has actually sprung up. People pay hundreds of extra dollars for large toilet tanks. When I have lots of money I'm going to buy the Churchill, the finest toilet known to man.

Speaking again of toilets, a really funny moment of the Simpsons that springs to mind right now is in the episode where they visit Australia and Bart is arrested. The US Embassy intervenes in the case -- but the funny thing is that in the US embassy there are imported toilets that make the water spin in the "right" direction as it's going down. The execution of this joke was brilliant, you have to see it.

Camping in the rain -- not as bad as camping in the rain after hiking in the rain all day. For some incredibly stupid reason I once decided to go to Cape Scott Provincial Park at the northern tip of Vancouver Island. Its main claim to fame is that a bunch of Danish people settled there and died because it's so inhospitable. Well it rained torrentially for the whole first day as we were hiking in to camp. The forest turned into a bog. Actually, I'm not going to complain, it was incredibly beautiful.


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posted 04 July 2001 12:51 PM      Profile for DrConway     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
My only complaint is that my milk is too warm. *swishes tail*
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Perhaps I'm in the wrong forum with this complaint but here goes, anyway.
I read, last week, that the Smith Inquiry has been torpedoed by B.C.'s new Attorney General, Geoff Plant. See: [URL=http://www.smithinquiry.com ]Smith Inquiry[/URL]
The implications are horrendous, setting a prescedent, disabling any avenue for the general public to pursue accountability on the part of our public servants.
The investigation, after several interuptions, several years & more than 6 million dollars, spent, is 85% complete. Geoff Plant said that, because of the delays & cost, any further funding to complete this process, would be a waste of taxpayers dollars.
It appears to me that in failing to complete this process, more than 6 million dollars, already spent, would be wasted.
Interestingly, this Commission has been kiboshed after the Commissioner served Notice of Adverse Intent, upon 22 individuals, 8 of them, past & present employees of the Office of the Attorney General.
Does Mr. Plant wish to protect some or all of these individuals from eventual criminal prosecution? Can you say "conflict of interest"?
More on lack of public confidence; see:
Our Courts are Biased and Corrupt

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posted 04 July 2001 01:57 PM      Profile for rasmus   Author's Homepage     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
idslayer, why not post this as a new topic in news? Click on the "news" link, then click on "new topic" at the top of the page, and away you go...
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Oops -- forgot to complain about loud motorcycles. How come any car as loud as a Harley would be immediately pulled over, but a Harley gets off scot-free?

*cowers as babble's Harley-Davidson brigade revs engines menacingly*


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posted 04 July 2001 05:04 PM      Profile for Michelle   Author's Homepage     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
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Michelle: you're one of the smartest people who posts to Babble.

Rasmus, considering what our criteria for "smart" is (unreadability, etc.) I think I may have just been insulted!

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I am too smart to swallow magnets. *sits on Michelle's lap in preparation for reply*

Yeah, because then your credit cards wouldn't work if you carried them in your back pocket. (was that reply ok?)

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I think we've been poking too much fun at sean, so don't take offence, I, for one will stop, since I'm not one to talk (about intelligence, and validity of opinion, I mean.

Yes Meades, I think you're probably right. I guess it's pretty easy to get cliquish isn't it? I was probably hitting the high end of the "catty" meter... (oops, no offence Dr. Conway!) But when someone makes unsubstantiated allegations of death threats and says that babble is beneath all contempt - well, it's kind of like painting a big target on your behind.

I think it's silly to even try to judge who the smartest person on babble is (I was trying to convey that with my original sarcastic message on the topic). We all have our pet topics and individual strengths, and that's what makes it so fun.


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posted 04 July 2001 05:31 PM      Profile for Victor Von Mediaboy   Author's Homepage        Edit/Delete Post
Toilets: There are toilets out there with two flush buttons, a low-capacity one and a high capacity one. I believe they are popular in Australia, but don't quote me. I think this is a much better strategy than simply lowering the capacity of all toilets. You have the low-capacity flush for your average tinkle, and the high-capacity one for when you eat Mexican food.
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posted 04 July 2001 05:38 PM      Profile for rasmus   Author's Homepage     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
Are there good Mexican restaurants in Ottawa?
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I think so, but I've never been to any Mexican restaurants outside of Ottawa, so I have no basis for comparison.

My favourites are Pancho Villa on Elgin Street, Rick's Cantina on Bank Street, and Feleena's on Bank Street.

Mexicali Rosa's and The Southern Cross are also pretty good. The Southern Cross makes the best deep-fried cheesecake!


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posted 04 July 2001 06:10 PM      Profile for Dawna Matrix     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
Deep fried cheesecake? Enter the computer. Come outside on my end. You have just seen Dawna Matrix's brain implode, her tongue stuck out farther than humanly possible. Her stomach has decided to move to Ottawa. About the rest of the body, it seems willing. The tongue says yes.
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In response to my cat not being part of my life, I wish . No, I'm just kidding, she's a great cat, and when shw mrairgh's I look at her and sometimes pick her up, but the sound si so annoying! Do you think if I start smothering (not literally, I mean with love and affection) her, the behaviour will reverse? Well, tiffy (my cats name, actually tiffany), it looks like the tables have turned!
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Michelle: I was in my pseudofelinoid form when I sat on your lap.

Us felinoids have no need of credit cards - you humans use them for us!

*dashes off with kitty toy*


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quote:
Oops -- forgot to complain about loud motorcycles. How come any car as loud as a Harley would be immediately pulled over, but a Harley gets off scot-free?
*cowers as babble's Harley-Davidson brigade revs engines menacingly*

O kindred kindred soul!

It's not the regular bikers either, like you say, just the really souped-up Harleys. The maddening thing about these midlife-crisis cruisers (I'm sorry, but a real gang-banger type wouldn't be caught dead in my lame neighbourhood) is that they really are all about the ear-bleeding levels of VROOM VROOM! I mean, I'll admit that when I was two years old I enjoyed creating a racket by beating on pots and pans with a wooden spoon. But then I turned three and figured it might be time to grow up.


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I think she's just trying to converse with you. They go through stages of that. One of my daughter's cats walks around "singing" sometimes. She has a soft voice and chirps more than meows but does it a lot.
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Okay, I'm serious this time.

Yappy little dogs. I find them offensive. You walk onto a persons lawn, to their house or meet them on the street and they expect you to converse while their ill mannered high strung little bit of evidence against natural selection yips at you insanely in the little satanic dog language which, transalted to English must say, "KICKMEKICKMEKICKMEKICKMEKICKME".

<gasp>


I had a real dog. A German Shepard whose bark would rattle your fillings in the house, and cause crows to flee from trees a block away.

But, I trained her. She knew she wasn't to bark at friends, or squirrels, or leaves that fell from trees. She also knew she was not just allowed to bark, but very much appreciated when it was late at night and someone stepped onto the property. Which she could hear, in the house.

And, I never had to use physical punishments to accomplish this. Vocal admonishment, and vocal reward was all she needed.

God, I miss that dog.

One could scoop up all the little ill trained yappy little dogs that can't shut up and drop them in the ocean and I wouldn't shed a tear.


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Yappy little dogs. I find them offensive. You walk onto a persons lawn, to their house or meet them on the street and they expect you to converse while their ill mannered high strung little bit of evidence against natural selection yips at you insanely in the little satanic dog language which, transalted to English must say, "KICKMEKICKMEKICKMEKICKMEKICKME".

I'm dying here...someone pick me up off the floor, I can't, I'm laughing too hard...


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I know what you mean. 12 houses on my street, all of them have dogs. and unfortunately, some of them are yappy dogs. In Newfoundland we called them crackies. Most of the dogs on my street are moderate in size, so the crackies are outnumbered and know when not to bark.

Someone mentiond there cat that chirps, well my other cat does that too! He was ferral for a few years, and we just picked him up off of the street. Aparently he had been in a bad fight the night before or something, and the other cat bit his throat, so that damaged his vocal cords, as we found out after we took him to the vet, and ever since he chirps. I also have a dog, just so the dog lovers don't think I'm biased. She's a black lab, but because of where I lived in Newfoundland, all the labs (unless you bought them from out of the area) had little spots of white on their chests, and some a bit on the chin. Aparently this is called the "torbay black dog genepool". Well at least my dog isn't anoying. my chirping cat is anoying because he always brings dead animals in the house.

[ July 05, 2001: Message edited by: meades ]


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I hate that MASH got all preachy. I hate actors who smoke for money. I hate the Baltimore Orielles, mostly cause I can't spell.
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posted 05 July 2001 03:47 AM      Profile for rasmus   Author's Homepage     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
I once lived in a house with a Lhasa Apso named "Mitch". Mitch would bark and growl at all visitors and frequently bit them, especially as they were leaving. Everyone hated Mitch except Mitch's owner. People would bluntly ask, "when are you getting Mitch put down?"

You couldn't eat at the table without Mitch coming and whimpering and eventually growling until he got something. I began to have violent fantasies about Mitch. My best fantasy was to feed Mitch a pound of butter a day until he got so fat that his legs couldn't touch the ground and he wouldn't be able to walk. Then I'd stop feeding him.

Well what do you know I had to look after Mitch for two weeks when his owner was gone. The previous person entrusted with this task had locked Mitch out of the house in the backyard, and in a fit of pique he burrowed under the fence and ran away, ruining a whole day in which she had to look for him.

My plan was different. Of course there wasn't enough time to finish it, but I thought I'd start. I'd give Mitch whatever he wanted. I stocked up on doggy treats. I played with him. I walked him. He didn't suspect a thing. In fact, dammit, after two weeks the dog liked me so much he'd sleep outside my room at night and wouldn't even sleep with the owner when he returned. I even softened towards the little bugger. So there you have it. Love conquers all.

Nonetheless, Tommy, I've vowed that if a small dog ever yaps at me I WILL kick it. So far, they seem to have this figured out. No small dogs have yapped at me in years.


PS You know I wouldn't really hurt a little dog. The trick is to make them *think* that I will.

[ July 05, 2001: Message edited by: rasmus_raven ]


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All my cats (5 now, down from 6 in the spring) have different voices and ways of using them. I have a couple of chirpers; the oddest, though, is my once-feral male, still a pretty fearsome guy (except he love-love-loves me) -- he has the highest voice I've ever heard in a cat, almost a bird call. It's so strange, sometimes so touching. When he's really bothered by something, though, he'll start with the high note and then slowly slide down the scale till he hits bass, the only time I can tell that there really is a deep note there.

skdadl is glad to hear that rasmus is now reformed by love, and is going to pretend she hasn't heard some of the other comments. In a while I'm going to complain about one of my neighbours and his trampoline, but this is getting too long.


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Yappy little dogs, as much as I love animals, these I detest. I do door-to-door sales and, thankfully, have made friends with all my area's animals, even the yappys. One of these little ####s loves to bark and nip at me, then run, then sneak back and rub on my leg from behind. He turns his head when he knows I've seen him, then I can pet him. He won't let anyone pet him if he can see them do it. Strange little creature.
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New post, different subject. I hate the arrogance of people who object to leaving messages on your answering machine but complain if you don't leave messages on theirs. In fact, I hate answering machines but in our busy society, they're a necessary evil.
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Trisha -- the Avon comment elsewhere -- that's what you sell? I'm going to have to private-message you about the lip-plumping lipstick (no salesperson on my street).

The head-turning-away of the yappies: lots of dogs do that; meeting eyes is aggressive behaviour, to dogs and cats generally, but some little dogs get quite hyper about it, and you should always avoid staring directly at them. Yawning is supposed to relax them -- it reassures them you're not going to attack, or try to dominate. They also don't like to see a hand coming at them palm down -- imagine one coming at you, and you'll see why. Always approach palm up.

[ July 05, 2001: Message edited by: skdadl ]


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I think that little dawgs always yap. something to do with a 'little dog' complex. I hate little dawgs that yappity yap and ALSO fall in love with everyones legs. They must be the worst. And skdadl I think that little dawgs take offence at just about everything. That is their excuse for bugging everyone. I do know giving them the evil eye is an aggressive sign for a dawg. When they are small who cares. The trick is to make your eyes meaner than their eyes.

My three cats seems pretty non verbal. Especially chipmunk assassin Jerome. Maybe he is a hit cat!


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posted 05 July 2001 10:02 AM      Profile for Victor Von Mediaboy   Author's Homepage        Edit/Delete Post
I hate that Vespa motor scooters aren't widely sold in Canada. I'd love to have a Vespa for getting around.
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posted 05 July 2001 10:43 AM      Profile for skdadl     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
clersal, you really are a toughie. Maybe that's where Jerome gets it from. (We need a smiley in a trenchcoat for Jerome.)

OK -- the neighbours: Five or six years ago, they dug an enormous hole in their back garden and put in a trampoline, flush with the ground. The digging in the first place was immensely disruptive and slightly destructive to us: they went four feet deep, using a mini-cat tractor, so that was huge amounts of dirt being hauled over four-five days down the passage between our two houses, and shoving piles through the chain fence on to my delphiniums ...

I like our neighbour a lot, so I tried being cheerful about the original digging -- the whole time it went on, I kept calling over the fence, George, you could still turn it into a swimming pool ... Also because I like our neighbour a lot, I put up with the trampolining, which only occasionally went on into the night, boing, boing, boing ... Some days they had too many friends over boinging, and the cats never liked it, but we'd adjusted ...

Well, now our great neighbour is moving (terribly Updikean scandals going on there), and guess what? The new buyer doesn't want the trampoline (already a good sign, sort of, I guess). So starting yesterday, guess what? The min-cat and the wheelbarrows are back, and the dirt is being hauled back through our narrow passageway ... I can't let the cats out -- too dangerous. My delphiniums only just recovered last year ... The noise. The dirt.

At least there will be no more boing boing boing. Maybe the new neighbours will be nice too. I hope they don't decide later that they want a pool.


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rasmus
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posted 05 July 2001 10:45 AM      Profile for rasmus   Author's Homepage     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
Aw skdadl you know I love animals. I don't even eat them. You have to understand, Mitch brought out the inner monster in everyone. That was his talent. Everyone wanted to kill him except his owner. And then me. Me and Mitch became good buddies. I just had to create dramatic tension for my story of redemption.

Vegetarianism. That reminds me. Another subject of complaint: Hare Krishnas. I remember when I was 11 years old I had bought a Filet 'o' Fish at McDonalds and was walking down the street with my white paper McDonalds bag. And this Hare Krishna chick glowers at me and says, "Do you like cows? You're *eating* one." "Filet 'o' Fish," I said. I remember thinking at the time, "Cripes, I'm only a kid, leamme alone."

Well I since became a vegetarian. Who knows, maybe her evangelism worked.

[ July 05, 2001: Message edited by: rasmus_raven ]


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clersal
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posted 05 July 2001 11:46 AM      Profile for clersal     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
Skadadl, Jerome the cutie chipmunk killer is really a sweetie puss. His purr is the loudest, when his mouth isn't full of rodent. His eyes are a bit Jack Nicholson creepy. Apart from those little minor flaws he is a nice cat.

My dawg, a medium size mutt, Alfred, barks too. He doesn't yap but still I have threatened to have his voice box removed if he doesn't shut his yap. He just wags his tail and keeps right on barking. Ya like em or hate em. and when ya like em one has to put up with their revolting habits too.


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posted 05 July 2001 04:34 PM      Profile for Dawna Matrix     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
Crappy roomates!

I thankfully live in a wonderful house on a nice shady hill with two fab chicks, who are eccentric, sweet, funny and adventurous.

Before this happy ending though, I lived with two Belgian girls from a small town.

They tried to control my every move:
- take your bike up in your 8x9 room everyday after you bike an hour and a half and work a ten hour shift
- don't leave your things in OUR living room, even though you pay as much as we do for less space
- you're not closing your bedroom door right when you come in, it wakes me up - forget that we are loud whenever we want, especially when you have a fever and we want to party
- Lock the front door when you go downstairs to the laundry for two minutes, people in Toronto are crazy
- We don't like your friends, merely because we don't know them

I could go on for hours.
I then dubbed them the Belgian Awfuls, in celebration of their insane need to make Belgian Waffles from scratch every morning.
The one girl was the Anal Chipmunk.
The other was Sweet and Low...IQ.

The anal chipmunk was a squeaky accountant who always looked like she just cracked a nut - and probably did, as she was in the collections department.

The other one was just dumb and cheerful and obsessive compulsive. She pressed the same button all day at a TV station.

They were the most horrible roomates I have ever had. I lasted two months with these 'Awfuls'. I suspect that they wanted me to leave because the Anal's sister left her husband just shortly after I moved in. Of course, they didn't bother discussing this with me, just decided the primary school method of getting rid of people was better.

I have such a disgust for these small-minded freaks, that if I see them, my blood boils. They cost me my time, money and effort. I am a good roomate, I am clean, and never home - I don't even use the kitchen, as I eat at work, and I spend most of my time at poetry readings or my boyfriend's warehouse. What else could you ask for?

If I had a hundred bullets...(this is a reference to a comic book, wherein a man is offered 100 bullets that are completely untraceable to him. He can kill anyone he wishes and will not get caught. This is not a 'thinly veiled threat')


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posted 05 July 2001 04:38 PM      Profile for verbatim   Author's Homepage     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
These Belgians weren't here in Victoria, were they? If so, I'll keep my eye out for them...
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Dawna Matrix
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posted 05 July 2001 04:40 PM      Profile for Dawna Matrix     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
No, only Toronto would harbour these devils...
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posted 05 July 2001 05:09 PM      Profile for Victor Von Mediaboy   Author's Homepage        Edit/Delete Post
Roomates. Who DOESN'T have roomate stories?! I'm SO happy living alone. My gf doesn't like that I am SO happy living alone.
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Debra
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posted 06 July 2001 12:08 AM      Profile for Debra   Author's Homepage     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
A family from hell just moved into the shelter next door. The kids are trampling my gardens and the boy hopped the fence and popped the kids swimming pool.

The parents don't want to take any responsibilty and think it's funny when the kids mouth off to me and the other neighbours. I really don't appreciate a 10 year old telling me to kiss their ass.

Oh well maybe the lottery fairy will bring me some money and I can move to a better neighbourhood and complain about the riff raff


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posted 06 July 2001 01:02 AM      Profile for verbatim   Author's Homepage     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
I know it's not your style, earthmother. but maybe ask them how they'd like to defend a small claims action for trespass and interference. If they didn't show up, they'd have a default judgment against them -- it might get them to control their kid.
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posted 06 July 2001 05:13 AM      Profile for meades     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
earthmother: these little youngens' (what am I saying, I'm only 5 years older. But that's still 50% of that little brats life! ) should have some boundaries. you can do them a favour by acting as the mother-like neighbor. Next time the kid asks you to kiss his ass, put a great big smile on your face and reply "Well, my lips are a bit chapped right now, but would you mind if i broke my foot off in it instead?" Let's see if the parents find THAT funny! I'm just kidding, they'd probably sue you or something for saying that to the kid. And the "boundaries" stuff was just regurgatated jargon from one of those silly talk shows like "sally" or something. Kids need good parents, unfortunately, your neighbors aren't if they let their kid talk to other people that way. Why the hell am I comenting! what the F*** do I know!
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posted 06 July 2001 09:36 AM      Profile for Debra   Author's Homepage     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
VerbatTim I really don't think they would even know what I was talking about if I made the threat. I did phone the people in charge of the place to say I wanted something done and the pool replaced.

meades I told my kids your suggestion about breaking my foot on their behind -- laughter all around. Thanks for the lift.


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andrean
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posted 06 July 2001 10:57 AM      Profile for andrean     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
People who think it's okay to leave their huge knapsacks on their backs when they board transit during rush hour fill me with rage! As if it's not cramped and cranky enough, folks think their huge pack is entitled to space as well. Particularly peeves me 'cause I'm not very tall and a giant knapsack (and yes, they all seem to be giant) between the shoulders of someone taller than me (which is just about everyone!) whacks me right in the head.
I'm trying to lead by example - pointedly removing my shoulder bag, lowering it to the floor and keeping it between my feet - but it's an uphill battle. I've even, very politely, asked a couple of people to remove their bags but that's a tough thing to do first thing in the day and has been met with varying degrees of surliness.
The scourge continues unabated.

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posted 06 July 2001 11:31 AM      Profile for Dawna Matrix     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
People who skip the line when waiting for a bus. There was this one girl who did it everyday - just marched up to the front of the line and got in there. Being a teen is no excuse - I was never THAT rude in my rebellious phase. One day I arranged to be first in the line, and just grabbed her backpack as she tried to get in front of me. I pulled her back out, and got on. I told her how rude it was, and that people are lining up for a reason, not just to let her on first. She never did it again in front of me. HEHEHE.
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posted 06 July 2001 11:38 AM      Profile for Victor Von Mediaboy   Author's Homepage        Edit/Delete Post
Is it any wonder most people prefer to drive their own car when people are so rude on the bus. The people who insist on wearing their backpacks piss me right off as well. You should try it in Ottawa in the winter. Stupid fuckers carrying their ice skates over their shoulder. You think a backpack's bad, you should try getting hit in the head with a skate blade!

I also despise people who step on my feet and don't have the courtesy to apologize. I understand that it's cramped, and shit happens, but when I step on someone's foot I always apologize.

Bus drivers are rarely much better. I can't keep count of the number of times I've seen people fall on their ass because the bus driver took off or stopped too quickly.

How about people who take up both seats on a bench? I just wanna wring their necks. "Oh, I'm too good to share my bench with someone else!"

Yet, I still prefer the bus to driving myself. I prefer rollerblading and biking more than the bus though.


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posted 06 July 2001 12:48 PM      Profile for DrConway     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
quote:
People who skip the line when waiting for a bus. There was this one girl who did it everyday - just marched up to the front of the line and got in there. Being a teen is no excuse - I was never THAT rude in my rebellious phase. One day I arranged to be first in the line, and just grabbed her backpack as she tried to get in front of me. I pulled her back out, and got on. I told her how rude it was, and that people are lining up for a reason, not just to let her on first. She never did it again in front of me. HEHEHE

Hah, you go!

Yeah, one thing that irks me like nothing else is people who butt into line and they know they're doing it. I've always had the urge to carry around a baseball bat with me, write the word "ClueBat(TM)" prominently on the end of it, and whack people who Just Don't Have A Fucking Clue.


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posted 06 July 2001 01:50 PM      Profile for verbatim   Author's Homepage     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
You guys have lines for buses? We just mob the bus stop sign here.
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posted 06 July 2001 03:01 PM      Profile for Debra   Author's Homepage     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
DrC What are you waiting for. Those bats would sell like hot cakes at a novelty store. You could make your first million-well 500,000 mmm ya know you could make a few bucks eh!
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Brodie
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posted 06 July 2001 03:42 PM      Profile for Brodie     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
I'm actually really happy with the bus service we have here in Victoria. It's rarely over crowded and the bus drivers are both kind and helpful 99% of the time.

The local leftist population, however, leaves something to be desired. I hope no one on babble takes it as a comment on them, because it's not ment as one, but it seems like this area is dominated by 'deep ecologists' and IS zealots. Other than just one close friend, I've yet to meet any leftist actists who jive with my beliefs (unlike most of the babble population).

I'll be heading off to UVic come september, so maybe it will change then.


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posted 06 July 2001 04:15 PM      Profile for Trisha     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
DrC, if the bat is made of foam, it's not even a weapon but may do the trick. If you get into trouble, you can always explain it's only a shaped sign.
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posted 06 July 2001 04:18 PM      Profile for verbatim   Author's Homepage     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
Well, you're moving in different circles than I am, Brodie -- but I'm 14 years older than you, so that's not surprising. I don't think I know a single deep-ecologist over the age of thirty. The local "forest people" population is rather large, and composed mainly of disaffected lefties who seem kind of aimless to my eye (to be blunt). I see them congregating in Market Square, for example -- sort of a cloud of amiable urchins lolling about playing footbag and exchanging tales of the latest personal episode of oppression. They seem too dedicated to anarchy as they understand it to become organized -- and so they become part of the scenic environment for the Korean and Japanese tourists.
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posted 06 July 2001 06:06 PM      Profile for meades     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
re: people who don't take their packs off on the bus: I think I know why. Either they forgot to apply deoderant, or their deoderant is just too weak, so they're afraid that if they removed their packs and the straps didn't cover their pits, everyone would see great big dark moist spots around their arm pits and maybe even back. Who wants to be known as the smelly sweaty girl/guy on a bus?
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posted 06 July 2001 09:18 PM      Profile for Tommy_Paine     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
The way to handle nieghbors kids and neighbors is to convince them you are crazy.

When boys started hanging out a few doors down because my eldest and another girl live close toghther and they wanted to hang out in close proximity, I sat on my front steps with an oil can. And an India stone. And the wickedest hand scythe you've ever seen. 14 inches of rusty cold rolled steel with a gleeming working edge. I proceeded to put an edge you could shave with on it.

Years later, my eldest had an incident with the neighborhood creep and a collection of hangers on. Creep spat on my door, deliberately got bicycle chain grease on my daughters clothes yadda yadda yadda.

Of course I chased them through the nieghborhood. Of course they thought I was nuts. In my search, which I wanted to be fruitless, I made it known that I had a clean record and I could handle an assault charge easy. (probably wrong)

They ain't bin back.

But, what I really want to complain about is something else. Something at the very heart of the universe. Well, a few feet north of the center of the universe, to be exact.

I mean, I've seen childbirth three times. I've driven a wood chisel into the top of my hand. I've had wisdom teeth extracted with just a local. I've listened to poetry writen by 14 year old girls. I've had a vasectomy.

None of this compares to the utter distress I find myself in tonight. It's my ex's weekend to have the girls. Meaning it's my weekend to be suave, debbonaire, and a few other French things, except deoderantophobic.

This morning I woke up with a stye. My lower right eye lid is swollen, itchy and it hurts a bit.

OH YE GODS!!!!! HOW YE PLAY WITH ME!!!!

But, when handed lemons, make lemonaide.

I've already fashioned some burlap into a kind of jacket and pants, complete with rope belt. I've got a pillow for my shoulder, and I plan to spend the rest of the evening with my computer chair in the wrong position, making me hunched over.

On sunday, I plan to go to church. And ring the bells.

Perhaps I shall meet my Esmeralda.

THANKSTHUARY! THANKSTHUARY!


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posted 06 July 2001 11:16 PM      Profile for Debra   Author's Homepage     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
Tommy you're a funny guy. I'm sure you're very handsome stye notwithstanding.

I like the idea of creating something sharp. I have a ceremonial dagger, maybe I should start sharpening it on my porch,while cackling and wondering if there are any tasty children in the neighbourhood. hmm maybe that's a little over the top--it would be fun though.

Almost forgot to add I spoke with the people responsible for next door. they spoke with the parents but the kid is pulling a Bart Simpson " didn't do it can't prove it" so I am left with no pool and am unable financially to replace it at this time.

I almost decided to go right wing but on the application I had to give up some of my intelligence and all of my sense of humour so I will continue to fight the good fight!!

[ July 06, 2001: Message edited by: earthmother ]


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Stop washing your hair, and get a rocking chair for the front porch. Then suck in your lower lip, and make jaw motions that make it seem as though you're chewing on it. Then yell at everyone who passes by your property. And don't even try and make sense. Incoherent mumbling will do just fine. I forgot to mention you should do this while rocking in the chair on your porch. Boy that would be funny if you didn't, though I'm sure you understood in the first place. But this probably won't work since your neighbors already know you aren't crazy. But you could pretend like you just went through some traumatic incident that made you loose your mind, and they would have no choice but to believe you! never mind, I didn't think this through enough.

On to the thing that bugs me. People who associate Christianity with being right wing. I mean the Christians who think their religion itself is right wing. But if you actually look at the main principles of Christianity, they reflect more principles associated with the left wing, if not liberalsim. Do they really think that if jesus visited a modern society he would say something like "forgive everyone, except for those who wrong you and those awful, awful, fags" I don't think s/he would! love thy neighbor. It doesn't say "unless they're not W.A.S.P.'s! Thou shalt not kill. I don't remember "unless they're bad people". But when Bill Clinton commits adultery, Oh it's a crime against humanity! Well, I guess by gripe isn't with Christian right wingers, but christian bigots and/or supporters of the death penalty. But it's amazing that some can be so preachy about some parts of the bible while ignoring others. Did someone already raise this issue? I don't know, but no sense deleting my message now that it's finished.

[ July 07, 2001: Message edited by: meades ]


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posted 07 July 2001 10:44 AM      Profile for Tommy_Paine     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
Earthmother: "Tommy you're a funny guy. I'm sure you're very handsome stye notwithstanding. "

The first two times I read that, I read "style" instead of "stye". I was thinking, ouch! what did I write that was so bad for you to take issue with my writting? Too many comas? I have a coma problem you know.

My name's Tommy Paine and I have been extraneous coma free for three weeks, two days, and five hours.....

I do hope the rest of the summer is uneventful with the nieghbor's kids.

Meades: Unfortunately, it's the right wing fundamentalist Christians that know, or care to know, how to get media attention and political clout. The rest of Christianity, the vast majority of whom are quite reasonable get forgotten about.


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Earthmother: I say take Meades advice, but adding an oversized pair of gumboots and an unloaded double-barrelled shotgun (constantly being rubbed with a dry chamois cloth) couldn't hurt.

I'm very sad today. Well, probably less sad than just plain pissed . When I was in Quesnel (my l'il hometown) last weekend for a wedding, I couldn't help noticing a bare plot of land just on the outskirts which was full of loaders, excavators, dump trucks, and the like. Well, it turns out that Wal-Mart is comin' to town! An 85,000 square foot monstrosity that, in the words of the local paper, "will dwarf all other retail in the town." Question: why the hell does a town of about 7,000 need a big-box behemoth of that size? I'm hoping to God that Quesnel didn't reduce itself to what various other BC municipalities have done, meaning starting a petition to actually LURE the retail giant to their locale (take a bow, Cranbrook), which is sorta like going shark-hunting and chumming the water by going for a swim. It's doubtful this is the case, because local reaction seems to be quite polarized, although a slight majority seem to favour the store going ahead (be careful what you wish for...; is it really worth welcoming a known community-assassin for 10% off Tide?). Still, there's quite an impressive groundswell of anti-big box sentiment.

Upon announcing the ground-breaking, here's some belly laughs courtesy of Wal-Mart public relations rep Andrew Pelletier: "Wal-Mart is a good corporate citizen and very much a member of the community." Essentially, he makes the argument that instead of going to nearby Prince George (*cough*...oh those pesky burning crosses ), people will be keeping their dollars invested in the community. Now granted I'm not exactly the second coming of Keynes, but I was under the impression that the lions share of the money Wal-Mart makes (excepting their pathetic wage payouts) goes right back to Wal-Mart, a Missouri-based company. Presumably then, Pelletier's theory applies then to the municipal taxes which Wal-Mart pays to the city. However, if you have read this post closely, you may have noted above that this plot of land is on the outskirts of town, outside municipal boundries. It's a double whammy: not only does the corporation get tax relief, but it sucks the life out of the old downtown core. You're off to a dynamite start there Mr Pelletier. It takes more to be a good "corporate citizen" than sponsoring a couple of kids soccer teams.

More disturbingly, this development births the concern that this Goliath phenomenon won't stop at Wal-Mart. The local paper's headline (perhaps foreshadowingly) reads "Wal-Mart Clears The Way For Big Box Construction."

OK, change is an inevitablity; even I'm not stupid enough to argue with this. I'm a dyed-in-the-wool city kid, and not a Luddite or anything, but I love nothing better then going back to the place where I grew up and marvelling at the beautiful simplicity of it all. I like buying books at the same Mom-&-Pop I bought books at as a little kid and a mopey teenager. I realize that this stuff sounds incredibly trite and a smidge melodramatic, but it's almost unbearable to me that essentially the only reality I knew for my first eighteen is going to be irrevocably fucked in the name of corporate gluttony, and that things will never be the same again. So if any of you ever do pass through the BC Interior, do me a favour and toss a brick through one of this beast's windows. Oh gosh, forgetful me: along with culture, aesthetic charms, conscience, and a loyal workforce, windows is something that Wal-Mart doesn't have.

Oh, just one last P.S. (sorry to bore you all to tears BTW, but since I started spewing I'm finding it hard to stop, and I could rant on even longer based on Wal-Mart's "long term plans" for the region *shudder*)...ground was broken for the store on the very day that the BC Libs took office. Synchronicitous, no?

[ July 08, 2001: Message edited by: Jared ]


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posted 08 July 2001 06:57 PM      Profile for Debra   Author's Homepage     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
Jared watch what you say about bricks that's incitement to riot don't ya know
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posted 08 July 2001 07:32 PM      Profile for verbatim   Author's Homepage     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
Actually, it's called "Counselling an Offence" (s.22 of the Criminal Code) and it makes you a party to the offence, no matter how it's carried out.
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Debra
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posted 08 July 2001 08:03 PM      Profile for Debra   Author's Homepage     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
Damn know it all lawyers
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Yup, and if we don't know it, we just make it up.
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posted 08 July 2001 10:13 PM      Profile for Trisha     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
VerbaTim, when you pass the bar, please, please don't become a "Lawyer". Keep your personality and don't sell out.
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You'd be surprised how many lawyers there are who share a lot of my views. Well, young lawyers, anyway.
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posted 08 July 2001 10:41 PM      Profile for Jared     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
Not to nit-pick, but I just noticed that this very negative-by-design thread is far and away the most popular in the pop-culture section. What noisy cats are we...
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meades
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posted 09 July 2001 05:42 PM      Profile for meades     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
That's because everyone has something to complain about. It's sometimes the oddest of things, and you're not likely to find a thread labelled "come and complain about snot-nosed little brats who talk back, and have bad parents" or "who here hates it when your cats bring half a dead squirel into the house?". This has also turned into a kind of advice area too. it's wierd how these threads evolve. "Quotes you dig" has turned into religious discussion!
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Trisha
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posted 09 July 2001 06:25 PM      Profile for Trisha     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
VerbaTim, I wouldn't be surprised at all. Pleased is more like it. You and other up-and-coming young people are likely to become less jaded and corrupt because you partake in a more varied interest in society than your predecessors. Some real and badly needed changes in legal procedures may result.
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calinda
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posted 12 July 2001 11:15 PM      Profile for calinda     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
I know we moved on the bigger and better complaints but I just had to tell you all about chirping cats.

If you've ever seen a mother cat with kittens you'll remember that most mother cats "chirp" to their kittens. That's right, cats think we're really, really big kittens. Which is also supposed to explain why they bring little presents like chipmunks to us. They're trying to teach us what to hunt for and it isn't Meow Mix.

My complaint: people who strip branches with blossoms from trees in public spaces. My neighbours and I had a "tree watch" happening this spring to protect the cherry trees on our street from vandals. What do these people think they're doing? The blossoms start wilting the instant the branches are stripped and are probably dead by the time they get to the house. And we have trees that are weakened and produce that many less blooms the next year. Grrr. Go plant your own trees you vandals!


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clersal
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posted 21 July 2001 05:09 PM      Profile for clersal     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
I have a big complaint about myself and my klutzyness. It was a bee-utiful day yesterday. Spent the afternoon in the water. I come up to the house and decide to check the garden. There is a small metal fence of about 2 feet high. Some of it pointy as it was cut crossways so I could make it longer. Everything looks good, I turn and lift my leg to get out, fall on my ass and my leg on said fence opening up two gashes in my leg and one on my ass. Off to the hospital for stitches, tetanus and antibiotics. Still feeling like a complete jerk as the man in the next room had just had a heart attack and I had bloodied up the place.

Okay that is bad enough. I come home with my leg hurting like mad, chomp on some coedine, go to bed. In the middle of the night Jerome walks into my room purring and I though how sweet. The little bugger had a rodent and crunched it in front of my ears. At least he finished it off and not a spot to be seen this morning.

Today again is lovely and hot, my leg still hurts and I cannot go in the lake. Triple shit. All because I didn't watch what I was doing.


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meades
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posted 21 July 2001 05:25 PM      Profile for meades     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
Ohh, Clersal! Get well soon! We're all wishing you a quick recovery, and better days in the future!
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skdadl
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posted 21 July 2001 05:51 PM      Profile for skdadl     Send New Private Message      Edit/Delete Post
Oh yes, clersal, get well soon. The antibiotics are important, if a drag, I know. Codeine can be fun, though ... How is Jerome?

Hey, you guys -- because this thread is now over 2 pp, we started a new Complaints thread, figuring Audra would be along any time now with her little lock and key. I will pull the other one forward and repeat best wishes to clersal.


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