Well no at the time one year away, the Playboy Club closed in 1983 in Cincinnati and they were then working at the Netherland Plaza...long story but thank goodness the actual shift commander was a woman, or I might well have had my 2nd drunk tank lock up...
Why thank y'all Ms IN, I feel honored.....
Ah...I'll answer that too. EA's question I mean. I'm a closet atheist. I say closet because I haven't come out to my parents yet. They are devoted to religion, especially in their old age, and I wouldn't tell them for the simple fact that I don't want to hurt them unnecessarily.EA, I realize we missed your question, I'm sorry...like I said it was an odd day. I am, in fact, religious, I am not a nut nor am I a zealot, but I believe in a higher power and in good and evil. I was raised a little oddly, ask if you really want to know, but yes, I am religious. After all, my name IS Angel.
At least you had the cognitive strength ro your jacket in the car, in spite of being reared in a textile family I think either from carelessness or a desire to create a new fashion statement I often challenge rain with suede. The result, a new and not so popular spotted suede look. While it suited me just fine, it somehow seemed to frustrate and/or embarass my companions.
Ah...I'll answer that too. EA's question I mean. I'm a closet atheist. I say closet because I haven't come out to my parents yet. They are devoted to religion, especially in their old age, and I wouldn't tell them for the simple fact that I don't want to hurt them unnecessarily.
Oh but if there is a Lord, I too would wish to thank him for the things you thank him for EA .
I too enjoy Cod, though Mahi Mahi and swordfish better suit my pallet, I do believe in all of them. Ahhh, onto the subject of religion, yes there is a "higher power", though my very existance seems to shake many churchgoers as to that very fact. Much like you, IN, and others again I don't practice, although brought up in Anglican tradition, and at one point half a signature away from walking through the doors of Cambridge Seminary, (and no not on your fair island). Oh, my one thought for when I die is should St Peter suggest that heaven has no sense of humor, I'll walk the pathway to Hell thank you.
Hi folks! Wow, I just read the posts on this page, and they are DEEP! And Jhe is writing in proper English! What a pleasant surprise!
INS: I watched "Mamma Mia" just last weekend (yes, it's late, I know!). After the movie, my head was filled with Abba songs. Maybe we can sing "Dancing Queen" together sometime?
EA: As always, your ramblings are a pleasure to read. lol
A lovely day/evening to all!
Really, cows unconscious at 100 yards, dang INS, y'all needs to be here for the festival. With a talent like that we might fashion an even bigger feast than we originally planned. Of course y'all will have to stand in the landfill, but Ms IN has promised to flash the OSHA boys and one of Hiram's kids can probably liberate a nice white suit for y'all when she does. (Those OSHA boys seem almost as fond of Ms IN as the rest of us.) Anyway, I've only lightly imbibed on Hiram's concoction today and with any fortune at all I should soon revert to my normal and propern Hog Waller inflections.Nice to hear from you Katze. We have already discussed the perils of vodka on this thread, one of the biggest dangers is of course my singing voice! Its been known to knock cows unconscious at 100 yards, but I'm sure your sweet melodious voice would counteract my bellowing perfectly!
Hi folks! Wow, I just read the posts on this page, and they are DEEP! And Jhe is writing in proper English! What a pleasant surprise!
INS: I watched "Mamma Mia" just last weekend (yes, it's late, I know!). After the movie, my head was filled with Abba songs. Maybe we can sing "Dancing Queen" together sometime?
EA: As always, your ramblings are a pleasure to read. lol
A lovely day/evening to all!
So that makes ham and lard, bacon, and pasta. This has to be the oddest lunch I've had in a long time!
In honor of EA's very first post in this thread, I'll bring a cream cake.
I do hate those white suits, makes my breathing seem even more labored, and I prefer crossbows to rifles, especially when tipped with 40mm grenades, as my aim is suspect. I seem to have a vague memory of John Travolta swaggering down a dingy New York City street when you, (and thankfully not INS have so aptly sung me the lyrics). Unfortunately, even in my younger days I was banned from discos, having mistakenly worn the merkin to cover my bald head, and being in the habit of uniquely measuring bra cup sizes with both hands on the dance floors....something management didn't see as the public service I intended
Mornin' all, and Ms Wangs 'tis a might chilly here in Hog Waller as well. Hump day huh, well I was wishin' I was humpin' but it seems I'm stuck here at Hiram's still while he and all the other still watchers are at class, Ms In is makin' a fine impression today, still wearin' that dang tube top, and as I understand it they'll be sculptin' with clay today, something about a full bust. Anyway, I wants to thank you Ms Wangs for the online belly dancin' lessons last night, sorry I threw my back out after only 3 mins, but it does feel much better this mornin'. And even though I 'taint quite sure what hump day is, a happy one to Y'all as well
Hiram's a bad influence on everyone, but he sure makes a fine brew. Oh, and I don't mind stretching, but why aren't you naked as well when we do that and what was all that LOLOLOLOL stuff on the text when I got naked.
