Parody ZOT of Free Republic

[A CA Guy]

If you are in an apartment where the gas is paid, that makes sense.
The advantage of the crock pot is you can throw a beef stew together, put it on low and can come home to eat right away.
You can't come home and have dinner ready with gas.

[Baraonda]

Good night, A Ca Guy.

Watch out for that backhand of mine. I could go either cross-court or down the line. I got a killer backhand.

[Baraonda]

True. And that may be the only benefit. However, it consumes a lot of electricity as you would have to keep it on for hours. One of these days I'm gonna start using it. I know beef and rice come out much tender than cooking it conventionally.

[A CA Guy]

It's a game of legs, power and control.
I would discover you backhand is your power, and I would play it!

You play the power to exploit the weakness.

Tough game.

[Baraonda]

NoteToSelf: me gotta stop being an eager beaver.

[A CA Guy]

I've never had them cost much.

Todays machines are better and crocks are meant to be an all day affair on low.

Shouldn't cost more than 25 cents a day.

[Baraonda]

Tough game indeed, especially on the kneens, and for beginners, their wrists.

Played tennis for approximately 20 years or more. Haven't play last 2-3 years though.

Enjoy your tennis.

[Baraonda]

Haven't play = haven't played

[A CA Guy]

Thanks, it will be surrounded by deer, rabbits, coyotes and illegal aliens hiding in the bush.

[A CA Guy]

We have a group of 5.5 or so players who haven't stopped playing since college and are very competitive.

[MNJohnnie]

Have

A

Happy

New

Year

or

else!

[Tax-chick]

Happy New Year (early!). I won't put up my new calendars until tomorrow!

[Do not dub me shapka broham]

New Year's forecasts?

[Tax-chick]

LOL!

[NicknamedBob]

A Thought For The Old Year

“Happy New Year!” They all want to say,
With little regard for what’s slipping away,
A year of fond hopes and bright dreams is now gone,
And we only have thoughts of the new ones to dawn.

Take just a moment to think of the past,
The days now gone by that made memories last.
We had all the birthdays. We ate all the cake.
We had great good times and now, goodness sake,

They want to forget it with hardly a nod,
A whole year forgotten. I think that it’s odd.
One day, in our dotage, we’ll all reminisce,
On those “Good Old Days” we’re so willing to miss.

A thought for the old year seems timely tonight,
Its lengthening shadow drifts slowly from sight.
The old year departs with a staggering tread,
As we watch a new year toddle in, in its stead.

It will sleep with the others in a long endless pile,
But I’d like to point out that it went out with style.
There isn’t a doubt that it’s one for the books,
But it’s clearly not one we’d have chosen for looks.

NicknamedBob . . . . . . . . . . . . . December 31, 2004
(I'm recycling this from last year. Why not?)

[Tax-chick]

I just want to put my new calendars up! I used to wash my sweaters every January 1, but I don't have any sweaters anymore.

[Do not dub me shapka broham]

Yeah, occasionally Tom T. will come up with something mildly amusing, so I figured it was as good a time as any to post it.

:7)

[NicknamedBob]

"I just want to put my new calendars up!"

I recycle those, too. Take the old calendar down, put it in a drawer, and in just a few years you can use it again.

You only need fourteen different calendars.

[NicknamedBob]

Hey, Man! You're stealing some of my Science Fiction material!

At least you didn't get into the synthetic people stuff.

[Do not dub me shapka broham]

LOL.

Weird Science.