Isolated Blurt Thread

[Guest]

Thanks, I'm quite proud of this one...I may add it to my Myspace Blog.....

You should be. And you should do!

 

[eric shawn listo]

No, that's very, very naughty!

Naughty pastimes are the best...I think...

 

[Roxanne Appleby]

Random blurt:

Fishing isn't a very attractive pastime.

Look at the cover of a Cabela's catalog sometime, with a painting of a fly fisherman all decked out in couple grand's worth of natty "outdoor" wear, including a really cool hat, focused intently on flipping the fly he spent all last winter tying just right (while smoking a pipe in his attractive den) into a quiet pool where a cagey ol' trout waits just below the surface.

While canoeing on good trouts streams I've seen real men and women standing in the water in waders actually decked out like that, and they do look very cool.

 

[Equinoxe]

Random blurt:

Fishing isn't a very attractive pastime.

http://www.boardwalklodge.com/alaska-fishing-img/lingcod-fishing.jpg
Fishing?

or

It's really nothing, I'm not very good. It took me a while, but nobody would like it.
Fishing?

 

[Roxanne Appleby]

time-zones suck

Wasn't Sam going to join the flat earth society one time to try to fix that problem?

 

[Guest]

Look at the cover of a Cabela's catalog sometime, with a painting of a fly fisherman all decked out in couple grand's worth of natty "outdoor" wear, including a really cool hat, focused intently on flipping the fly he spent all last winter tying just right (while smoking a pipe in his attractive den) into a quiet pool where a cagey ol' trout waits just below the surface.

While canoeing on good trouts streams I've seen real men and women standing in the water in waders actually decked out like that, and they do look very cool.

Ok, with that kind of fishing, since you put it like that, it does seem to have a certain kind of sexiness about it.

 

[Guest]

http://www.boardwalklodge.com/alaska-fishing-img/lingcod-fishing.jpg
Fishing?

or

It's really nothing, I'm not very good. It took me a while, but nobody would like it.
Fishing?

That's one sexy fish!

And...

Yes.

 

[Equinoxe]

That's one sexy fish!

And...

Yes.

It's a very big fish.

I take it you don't want to hear about how bad my Norwegian is, in Norwegian?

 

[eric shawn listo]

Did ya here the one about the big fish with one eye?

 

[Guest]

It's a very big fish.

I take it you don't want to hear about how bad my Norwegian is, in Norwegian?

LOL! You're funny.

 

[Guest]

Did ya here the one about the big fish with one eye?

No, but I'm sure I've seen it hanging around this place somewhere.

 

[eric shawn listo]

No, but I'm sure I've seen it hanging around this place somewhere.

At least you don't have it mounted on the wall....

 

[neonlyte]

Yeat's
Yecch effect, a tortured soul

 

[Guest]

Yeat's
Yecch effect, a tortured soul

(Gotta run now, Neon love - take care, ok? )

 

[Guest]

 

[matriarch]

Once a renowned philosopher and moralist was traveling through Nasrudin's village and asked Nasrudin where there was a good place to eat. Nasrudin suggested a place and the scholar, hungry for conversation, invited Nasrudin to join him. Much obliged, Nasrudin accompanied the scholar to a nearby restaurant, where they asked the waiter about the special of the day.

"Fish! Fresh Fish!" replied the waiter.

"Bring us two," they requested.

A few minutes later, the waiter brought out a large platter with two cooked fish on it, one of which was quite a bit smaller than the other. Without hesitating, Nasrudin took the larger of the fish and put in on his plate. The scholar, giving Nasrudin a look of intense disbelief, proceed to tell him that what he did was not only flagrantly selfish, but that it violated the principles of almost every known moral, religious, and ethical system. Nasrudin listened to the philosopher's extempore lecture patiently, and when he had finally exhausted his resources, Nasrudin said, "Well, Sir, what would you have done?"

"I, being a conscientious human, would have taken the smaller fish for myself."

"And here you are," Nasrudin said, placing the smaller fish on the gentleman's plate.


Also:
Quid enim?

*chortle*......I love subtle humour. Thank you.

 

[matriarch]

A scholar being ferried by Nasrudin across a body of water chided Nasrudin for his ungrammatical language, and hearing he did not learn in school said: "What? Half of your life has been wasted!"

Shortly afterwards, Nasrudin asked him: "Did you learn to swim?"

"No, I did not," replied the scholar.

"Well, in that case, it seems all of your life has been wasted. We are sinking."

Well thank goodness I only wasted half my life.......

 

[Equinoxe]

*chortle*......I love subtle humour. Thank you.

You're welcome. I quite liked it, myself: a fine bit of Sufi wisdom and humour.

Well thank goodness I only wasted half my life.......

Given the alternative...

 

[matriarch]

You're welcome. I quite liked it, myself: a fine bit of Sufi wisdom and humour.



Given the alternative...

Exactement, mon ami. Exactement.

 

[Equinoxe]

Exactement, mon ami. Exactement.

Indeed.



Nasrudin sat on a river bank when someone shouted to him from the opposite side: "Hey! How do I get across?"

"You are across!" Nasrudin shouted back.

 

[matriarch]

It's a very big fish.

I take it you don't want to hear about how bad my Norwegian is, in Norwegian?

You want the long or the short answer.....in English?

OK.

No.

 

[matriarch]

Indeed.



Nasrudin sat on a river bank when someone shouted to him from the opposite side: "Hey! How do I get across?"

"You are across!" Nasrudin shouted back.

That took me several seconds to digest.....then.....LOLOLOLOLLLL

 

[matriarch]

Ok, with that kind of fishing, since you put it like that, it does seem to have a certain kind of sexiness about it.

I fished for years with the ex....both sea fishing, in England, in Winter, at night, on the East Anglian coast (don't try it, its freakin' freezing), and coarse fishing from boats on the Fenns and Norfolk Broads, and local rivers where we lived, my favourite being the river at Flatford Mill - Constable Country.

The sea fishing kept us supplied with fresh Whiting and Codling (small cod caught in estuaries and off beaches) for our own consumption.

The coarse fishing was just relaxing.

And no, I never managed to get the hang of putting either worms or maggots on the hooks. *shudder*. Although I did spend many an early Saturday morning on the local beach digging the worms. As the boys got older I allowed them to do it.

I actually miss the relaxation of coarse fishing, on a warm, sunny English afternoon, stretched out in the shade of an old oak on the grassy river bank, the drone of bees, butterflies and dragonflies zooming past, the lap of the water against the bank, ducks drifting by, the grasses and wild flowers at the edge swaying in the breeze. Very soporific. I never caught anything, but the picnic was always great.

 

[Equinoxe]

You want the long or the short answer.....in English?

OK.

No.

Nei.

Now, why Google image search apparently returns a remarkable number of Norwegian pages when looking for Badgers, I really can't say.

 

[ABSTRUSE]

Nei.

Now, why Google image search apparently returns a remarkable number of Norwegian pages when looking for Badgers, I really can't say.

Its the other white meat.