tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3747947508769983768.post1483567011908292190..comments2023-06-05T23:52:59.018-06:00Comments on The Slap & Tickle: Speaking of Cornwall. And of being offensively judgmental, for that matter...Relax Maxhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01051381168322495999noreply@blogger.comBlogger20125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3747947508769983768.post-73163360845208557912011-08-16T16:07:04.178-06:002011-08-16T16:07:04.178-06:0011:06 precisely.
Time for bed said Zebedee.11:06 precisely.<br /><br />Time for bed said Zebedee.Sheila @ A Postcard a Dayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09140046386364588303noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3747947508769983768.post-38513825725820178182011-08-16T16:00:36.936-06:002011-08-16T16:00:36.936-06:00Of course I win. I always win. Better to SheilaSho...Of course I win. I always win. Better to SheilaShocked than AdullaMited. :)<br /><br />Speaking of which, Adullamite must be asleep already. He's nowhere to be found. Strangely silent. What time is is in Great Britain now? Bedtime? (When I say "Great Britain" I mean of course "England.")Relax Maxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01051381168322495999noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3747947508769983768.post-55105716210829407952011-08-16T15:54:33.480-06:002011-08-16T15:54:33.480-06:00OK, you win. No longer mollified, now sheilashock...OK, you win. No longer mollified, now sheilashocked.Sheila @ A Postcard a Dayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09140046386364588303noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3747947508769983768.post-12184125712308666262011-08-16T15:38:47.024-06:002011-08-16T15:38:47.024-06:00Hey Hey Hee Hee get offa my cloud!
—Mick JaggerHey Hey Hee Hee get offa my cloud!<br /><br />—Mick JaggerRelax Maxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01051381168322495999noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3747947508769983768.post-62423724101148833062011-08-16T15:33:14.298-06:002011-08-16T15:33:14.298-06:00What is called resignation is confirmed desperatio...What is called resignation is confirmed desperation. <br /><br />(Henry David Thoreau)Sheila @ A Postcard a Dayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09140046386364588303noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3747947508769983768.post-5528461579596806732011-08-16T15:31:39.375-06:002011-08-16T15:31:39.375-06:00Make sense who may. I switch off.
(Samuel Beckett...Make sense who may. I switch off.<br /><br />(Samuel Beckett)Sheila @ A Postcard a Dayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09140046386364588303noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3747947508769983768.post-79973724851611754222011-08-16T15:25:07.394-06:002011-08-16T15:25:07.394-06:00"Mun"???"Mun"???Tal E Wackerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16326380323440462908noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3747947508769983768.post-68246303497945755022011-08-16T15:21:02.107-06:002011-08-16T15:21:02.107-06:00Giant: "Fe Fie Fo Fum! I smell the blood of a...Giant: "Fe Fie Fo Fum! I smell the blood of an Englishmun!"<br /><br />Jack: "Save Molly, the Englishmun!"<br /><br />Max: "Fie? Did someone say 'fie'? What the hell is fie?"<br /><br />Jack: "I don't know. The giant fied."<br /><br />Max: "I still don't get it. The giant fied? Who else fied?"<br /><br />Jack: ::hesitant, fearful:: "Well, I think Molly fied, too."<br /><br />Max: "Molly fied too? What the hell is going on around here?"<br /><br />Molly: ::resigned, now:: "Molly fied."Relax Maxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01051381168322495999noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3747947508769983768.post-55560738778500974952011-08-16T14:58:33.748-06:002011-08-16T14:58:33.748-06:00Not at all, I didn't misspell anything. You m...Not at all, I didn't misspell anything. You may call me Molly.<br /><br />The Blarney stone is far enough away from you to be safe from your attentions, but it doesn't make anything you say any more believable. I have to take so many pinches of salt, my blood pressure must be sky high.Sheila @ A Postcard a Dayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09140046386364588303noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3747947508769983768.post-4021597793421522542011-08-16T14:39:14.638-06:002011-08-16T14:39:14.638-06:00"Moritified""Moritified"Relax Maxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01051381168322495999noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3747947508769983768.post-25531213652592702992011-08-16T14:38:22.752-06:002011-08-16T14:38:22.752-06:00I think you misspelled "modified."I think you misspelled "modified."Relax Maxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01051381168322495999noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3747947508769983768.post-3759054743996181482011-08-16T14:36:18.102-06:002011-08-16T14:36:18.102-06:00ORIGIN late 18th cent.: named after Blarney, a cas...ORIGIN late 18th cent.: named after Blarney, a castle near Cork in Ireland, where there is a stone said to give the gift of persuasive speech to anyone who kisses it.Relax Maxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01051381168322495999noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3747947508769983768.post-1458991681200971462011-08-16T14:35:04.440-06:002011-08-16T14:35:04.440-06:00I would never say "plain" or "old&q...I would never say "plain" or "old". The Sheila of whom I was speaking is vibrantly alive with the freshness of perpetual youth.Relax Maxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01051381168322495999noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3747947508769983768.post-66254000009394673362011-08-16T14:30:13.935-06:002011-08-16T14:30:13.935-06:00Well then, I may be mollified. I always address y...Well then, I may be mollified. I always address you as Max, on the odd occasion I do, so you may be assured that plain old Sheila will suffice. :)Sheila @ A Postcard a Dayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09140046386364588303noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3747947508769983768.post-4317390396386657772011-08-16T14:09:55.637-06:002011-08-16T14:09:55.637-06:00@Sheila @ A Postcard a Day - Well, there is only o...@Sheila @ A Postcard a Day - Well, there is only one Sheila in MY little blogging world. Actually I was only being selfish since I was thinking that I would rather just type "@Sheila - " when I answered her comments. I see I have upset the balance of things by wanting to be lazily familiar. If she ever comments on this blog again, and I hope she does, I will be sure to address her properly when I thank her for her comment.<br /><br />Max also be sorry for implying anything about advertising. That was stupid of him. But then, he is stupid, after all. Any "advertising" Sheila might care to have from this meager blog is sitting in plain sight in my blogging list in the sidebar. People who want a dose of true class need only click and be bedazzled, as I am when I visit this mysterious lady.Relax Maxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01051381168322495999noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3747947508769983768.post-89290322918976450102011-08-16T13:47:19.695-06:002011-08-16T13:47:19.695-06:00There are too many Sheilas in this world. All I&#...There are too many Sheilas in this world. All I'm doing is informing you which one this is. I will refrain. Altogether.Sheila @ A Postcard a Dayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09140046386364588303noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3747947508769983768.post-50680240091655568232011-08-15T16:58:39.422-06:002011-08-15T16:58:39.422-06:00Perhaps she did but only if the pie was spiked wit...Perhaps she did but only if the pie was spiked with some botanical no-no, the wrong mushrooms say.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3747947508769983768.post-38045107675894893872011-08-15T00:06:22.956-06:002011-08-15T00:06:22.956-06:00@Sheila - Is it ok to call you Sheila? Your full a...@Sheila - Is it ok to call you Sheila? Your full advertising name is very long to say. Let's hope you are making a moon joke about the tails. I don't think you've ever eaten one of these. Why would someone do this to a good pie?<br /><br />@Leazwell-Odd, but I never even thought of the bones as being an obstacle. It's the eyes with me. You can have mine. I think this pie is what Mystery Girl died of.Relax Maxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01051381168322495999noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3747947508769983768.post-2767907731253931272011-08-13T12:03:57.977-06:002011-08-13T12:03:57.977-06:00The thought of contending with the bones is only w...The thought of contending with the bones is only what would put me off this dish.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3747947508769983768.post-80174376250446034332011-08-12T04:45:51.726-06:002011-08-12T04:45:51.726-06:00Sometimes you get the fish tails sticking out inst...Sometimes you get the fish tails sticking out instead of, or as well as, the heads. That would be a moongazy pie.Sheila @ A Postcard a Dayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09140046386364588303noreply@blogger.com