Bistro Bijou

[unpredictablebijou]

WTF? I'd like to see more on that - is it a new grammar book?

And as to pizza, I don't know how you could expect any sense from someone who thinks hurricanes are better than tornadoes. A hurricane is a GIANT TORNADO WHICH CONTAINS MANY SMALLER TORNADOES. At least the "eye" of our form of it is only a few feet across... or occasionally large enough to contain a small cottage and a scary old woman on a bicycle.

But you're right. Both are "pizza" and both are "tornadoes".

*quietly being Right over in the corner*

bj

 

[Homburg]

WTF? I'd like to see more on that - is it a new grammar book?

And as to pizza, I don't know how you could expect any sense from someone who thinks hurricanes are better than tornadoes. A hurricane is a GIANT TORNADO WHICH CONTAINS MANY SMALLER TORNADOES. At least the "eye" of our form of it is only a few feet across... or occasionally large enough to contain a small cottage and a scary old woman on a bicycle.

But you're right. Both are "pizza" and both are "tornadoes".

*quietly being Right over in the corner*

bj

Hurricanes give you warning, you silly woman. Tornados just hop out and ninja your house flat. Hurricanes YELL about how awesome they are, sometimes for weeks. Blue sky over your house yet your neighbours a mile away getting ru-ru'ed by a rogue twister.

Tornados are sneaky. You can evacuate before a hurricane hits you. Assuming you have the brains/foresight. Hell, hurricanes are nicer than just about any of the natural disasters in that sense. It's really fucking big, and really fucking loud. You can't miss it.

A flood? "Hey bubba, what's that wooshin' nois- *WOOSH*"
A tornado? "Nice day, eh Jeb? Hey, it sure got dark all of a sudd- *WHOMP*"
An earthquake? "Calm down, RoverrrrrHoLy MoThErFuCkInG sHiT!!!"
A hurricane? "Dude, that thing is huge. Maybe we should leave."

And the eye is cool. When it rolls over you, you can walk outside and witness crazy ass, but really blatant and trackable, weather all around.

 

[Shankara20]

And the eye is cool. When it rolls over you, you can walk outside and witness crazy ass, but really blatant and trackable, weather all around.

sure - but you can't fold one like a pizza, now can you?

 

[UnderYourSpell]

I've been thinking and it's not about hurricanes or pizzas ... if bottoms are on the bottom and tops are on the top do switches get sandwiched in the middle?

 

[Homburg]

sure - but you can't fold one like a pizza, now can you?

I...

You...

You glorious bastard, you went and broke reality again, didn't you?

 

[unpredictablebijou]

Hurricanes give you warning, you silly woman. Tornados just hop out and ninja your house flat. Hurricanes YELL about how awesome they are, sometimes for weeks. Blue sky over your house yet your neighbours a mile away getting ru-ru'ed by a rogue twister.

Tornados are sneaky. You can evacuate before a hurricane hits you. Assuming you have the brains/foresight. Hell, hurricanes are nicer than just about any of the natural disasters in that sense. It's really fucking big, and really fucking loud. You can't miss it.

A flood? "Hey bubba, what's that wooshin' nois- *WOOSH*"
A tornado? "Nice day, eh Jeb? Hey, it sure got dark all of a sudd- *WHOMP*"
An earthquake? "Calm down, RoverrrrrHoLy MoThErFuCkInG sHiT!!!"
A hurricane? "Dude, that thing is huge. Maybe we should leave."

And the eye is cool. When it rolls over you, you can walk outside and witness crazy ass, but really blatant and trackable, weather all around.

okay, I'll give you this - that would be pretty cool - - if it weren't for all that doom and shit that came along with it.

Ever seen any scary women on bicycles in there?

sure - but you can't fold one like a pizza, now can you?

See? There ya go. Most sensible thing I've heard all day.

I've been thinking and it's not about hurricanes or pizzas ... if bottoms are on the bottom and tops are on the top do switches get sandwiched in the middle?

If they're lucky they do.

S(and)witch.

I...

You...

You glorious bastard, you went and broke reality again, didn't you?

He's my hero.

That's alright. Pandora has duck tape. We c'n fix it.


bj

 

[Homburg]

okay, I'll give you this - that would be pretty cool - - if it weren't for all that doom and shit that came along with it.

Ever seen any scary women on bicycles in there?

bj

Doom is overrated. I have stared doom in the far off mighty fucking huge cloud ridden destructive face something like four times now. I'm not downplaying it, as hurricanes are scary shit, but you can leave before the 'cane gets here. Can't do that with other shit.

I've a wee bit of a head on me right now. The funk that has been on me all day has left me ruminating, and I felt the need for something aromatic to accompany my downcast wanderings. So I poured one sam hell of a heavy glassful of Bailey's, tossed in a few cubes of ice, and sat thoughtful. The alcohol itself had less effect likely than the symbology and aroma in my throat, but the effect is still there.

I sit alone at my desk, in my office, in my house, in my town, and my mind stumbles over weighty shit. Luckily, the paltry amount of alcohol in my system is enough to guarantee that said weighty shit, and any realisations that come from it, are trivial and trite. Still, I partook of the fruit of grain's iniquity today, and sullied the temple of flesh with demon booze. That counts for something, right?

I need to pull myself out of this fucking doldrum. I need wind in my sails, and following seas. And I need less nautical metaphors when I've never been on sailboat one in my life.

Cheers. Maybe I should go get some Sheridan's...

 

[champagne1982]

♪♫♪ I's the b'y ♫♪ ... I get all newfie and shit and I've never really been to the island. So, sailorly talk from a landlubber pirate's gotta be ok.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

When I was a child I used to see these small twister things in the sky was told later you could only see them over the sea but in my minds eye they were over the land so perhaps my mind is playing tricks on me

 

[RhymeSmith]

...I've never been on sailboat one in my life...

Maybe it's about time...

Moving under sail is very therapeutic for me. Very much a Zen experience. Listen to the sounds of the wind, and the water rushing by the hull, with no engine noises to break the feeling.

Not for everyone, but very much for me.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

I love boats of any sort from a row boat to sea fishing in the Med to an ocean going cruise ship and everything inbetween. I learnt to sail on the Norfolk Broads which were originally peat diggings many moons ago in the 12th century and are now filled with water to make over 200 km of navigable Broads (lakes) and rivers. Much of it is given over to wildlife sanctuaries especially the bits that can only be reached by small boats, but the big broads are used for holidays afloat in cruisers of various sizes and yachts

 

[RhymeSmith]

I love boats of any sort from a row boat to sea fishing in the Med to an ocean going cruise ship and everything inbetween. I learnt to sail on the Norfolk Broads which were originally peat diggings many moons ago in the 12th century and are now filled with water to make over 200 km of navigable Broads (lakes) and rivers. Much of it is given over to wildlife sanctuaries especially the bits that can only be reached by small boats, but the big broads are used for holidays afloat in cruisers of various sizes and yachts

Sounds wonderful. If I ever get over your way, I'd like to spend some time on those lakes.

 

[Angeline]

*giggling quietly about what the Yank said regarding New York Style pizza. Ketchup on a saltine LOL!*



I totally agree, but don't tell those east coasters. They're all defensive about their foldable pizza.

bj

Did you ever see the movie Houseboat? Sophia Loren folded her pizza. I rest my case.

 

[unpredictablebijou]

Did you ever see the movie Houseboat? Sophia Loren folded her pizza. I rest my case.

Funny you should bring her up. We have some Sophia around the house and actually just watched Houseboat and The Millionairess (silly, silly movie) recently. The guys think she's hawt. I am as likely to get all het up about an actress as they are, perhaps more. I can't even think about Ingrid Bergman without fanning myself. And Bacall... omg. And so many others.

But Sophia, although I can academically appreciate her charms, somehow does nothing for me. Intellectually I can acknowledge her as beautiful, of course of course, I mean those eyes, those lips, those... y'know. Those. But seriously, I could do a crossword puzzle with her sitting naked next to me. Whatever That is, it doesn't seem to affect me like it does others.

hm, maybe this should be over in the naked thread.

So, sorry, the whole pizza folding thing is still wrong. If Bacall folded hers, it might be a different story. Or Mae West or Myrna Loy, or Bette Davis or Norma Shearer or Rosalind Russell - if they folded their pizza I'd have something to really think about. But funny you should bring up someone I've just had a long conversation about this very week.

The Bistro is a vortex of the coinci-dance.

bj

 

[Angeline]

Funny you should bring her up. We have some Sophia around the house and actually just watched Houseboat and The Millionairess (silly, silly movie) recently. The guys think she's hawt. I am as likely to get all het up about an actress as they are, perhaps more. I can't even think about Ingrid Bergman without fanning myself. And Bacall... omg. And so many others.

But Sophia, although I can academically appreciate her charms, somehow does nothing for me. Intellectually I can acknowledge her as beautiful, of course of course, I mean those eyes, those lips, those... y'know. Those. But seriously, I could do a crossword puzzle with her sitting naked next to me. Whatever That is, it doesn't seem to affect me like it does others.

hm, maybe this should be over in the naked thread.

So, sorry, the whole pizza folding thing is still wrong. If Bacall folded hers, it might be a different story. Or Mae West or Myrna Loy, or Bette Davis or Norma Shearer or Rosalind Russell - if they folded their pizza I'd have something to really think about. But funny you should bring up someone I've just had a long conversation about this very week.

The Bistro is a vortex of the coinci-dance.

bj

Bacall lives in Manhattan. She def folds her pizza.

I will admit though to both you and midwestyank that though I've been in Chicago more than a few times (I lived in Madison, WI for two years), the only Chicago-style pizza I've had is from a Pizzaria Uno in Orlando, Fla, when I was there on a business trip once. The pizza was mediocre and the company was worse (mostly), so I don't really have the experience to judge fairly which is better.

(I'm such a diplomat.)

 

[Homburg]

Maybe it's about time...

Moving under sail is very therapeutic for me. Very much a Zen experience. Listen to the sounds of the wind, and the water rushing by the hull, with no engine noises to break the feeling.

Not for everyone, but very much for me.

I can imagine. Before I alienated my fishing friends by being too busy and fuck-all weird to hang out with them, I used to get asked to go fishing. Fishing, to me, is an utter waste of time. There is not a fish around here that can be caught in the waters they frequented that I am interested in eating, and the whole idea of catch and release is just ludicrous to my mind.

That said, I went. I loved being on the boat, and would always demand to operate whatever silly little dinghy we rented. The best times were being on the water with the noisy outboard off, small waves slapping against the hull and my eyes closed in my upturned face. I could feel my skin drink in the sunlight, breeze, and subtle rocking from the water.

Good times. I can imagine that sailing would be even better.

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I love boats of any sort from a row boat to sea fishing in the Med to an ocean going cruise ship and everything inbetween. I learnt to sail on the Norfolk Broads which were originally peat diggings many moons ago in the 12th century and are now filled with water to make over 200 km of navigable Broads (lakes) and rivers. Much of it is given over to wildlife sanctuaries especially the bits that can only be reached by small boats, but the big broads are used for holidays afloat in cruisers of various sizes and yachts

Aren't you a Norfolk broad?

(Waits for the possible Collisione d'Colloquial to occur)

--

And, for whatever reason, I feel like I should be writing. Not sure what, but the urge is there. No idea where the words are to accompany the urge, but I want to. Hate feeling like this, as it is endlessly frustrating.

 

[UnderYourSpell]

I can imagine. Before I alienated my fishing friends by being too busy and fuck-all weird to hang out with them, I used to get asked to go fishing. Fishing, to me, is an utter waste of time. There is not a fish around here that can be caught in the waters they frequented that I am interested in eating, and the whole idea of catch and release is just ludicrous to my mind.

That said, I went. I loved being on the boat, and would always demand to operate whatever silly little dinghy we rented. The best times were being on the water with the noisy outboard off, small waves slapping against the hull and my eyes closed in my upturned face. I could feel my skin drink in the sunlight, breeze, and subtle rocking from the water.

Good times. I can imagine that sailing would be even better.

--



Aren't you a Norfolk broad?

(Waits for the possible Collisione d'Colloquial to occur)

--

And, for whatever reason, I feel like I should be writing. Not sure what, but the urge is there. No idea where the words are to accompany the urge, but I want to. Hate feeling like this, as it is endlessly frustrating.

That's an old one and yes yes I have heard it all before! Actually I am a Norfolk dumpling!

 

[unpredictablebijou]

*in corner struggling to fold a 1 1/2" thick slice of Chicago-style pizza in half.*

 

[UnderYourSpell]

Do you ever feel that life is too hard a game to play and the rules don't make sense anymore but you don't know any other way to move the pieces?

 

[unpredictablebijou]

Do you ever feel that life is too hard a game to play and the rules don't make sense anymore but you don't know any other way to move the pieces?

Absolutely. Come over here and help me fold this pizza.

That'll show those Laws of Physics, by god.

bj

 

[UnderYourSpell]

Not tonight I am just too tired of it all

 

[unpredictablebijou]

Not tonight I am just too tired of it all

aw bubbee. You do sound all in. If I were there, I'd make you some rose lemonade and run you a bubble bath.

As it is, you'll have to have a virtual bath. So you'll be virtually relaxed.

xo and compassion
bj

 

[Angeline]

*in corner struggling to fold a 1 1/2" thick slice of Chicago-style pizza in half.*

<Kisses you and hands you a plate.>

You're quite the diplomat yerself, missy.

Man I'm beat. I just prepared four huge racks of ribs--membrane off and rubbed with spices and wrapped--for tomorrow. Now I have to bake the cookie sheet to cut up for ice cream sammiches and make a big pitcher of lemonade. Father's Day, you know. E-dub always does all kinds of sweet things for me on Mother's Day, so I'm returning the favor.

(This is where my bro Anschul is sposed to come in and tell me he has the best rib recipe in the world. )

 

[unpredictablebijou]

Angeline kisses mmmmmm...

I've got cheese, like, everywhere now. The pizza-folding is not going well.

But there's this. I just found this odd little song. The more I listen to it, the more completely charmed I am. It starts out weird and gets way sweet. I dunno - maybe it's me. Completely bizarre video, too.

But here, take a listen:


Ice Cream Will Save the Day Again.

As good a little prayer as any, I suspect.

bj

 

[RhymeSmith]

...Fishing, to me, is an utter waste of time...

In grad school, I made a friend who kept an old cabin cruiser on a mooring near Boston. The boat had no engine, so he'd had it towed to the mooring. It was only accessible by dinghy.

The lack of an engine didn't bother him at all. He had no intention of ever moving the boat... it functioned more as a "waterfront vacation home." When he got stretched too thin from living and working in the Boston metropolitan mess, he'd take a long weekend, rent a dinghy, and putter out to his floating vacation home.

My friend didn't "fish," per se. He had a rod and reel, loaded with line. at the end of the line was a 1 ounce lead weight. About 4 feet up the line from that was a fairly large float. Note that nothing has been said about a hook. He'd cast the line out a dozen or so yards, set the rod in the gunwale-mounted rod holder, pop the top on a beer, and settle back to read a book.

I once asked him why he went to such lengths to appear to be fishing, when he really wasn't. His answer?

"Other boaters will usually stay clear of someone they think is actually trying to fish."