Not worth saying twice. Or even once.
Well, a gathering is brie, mellow song stylings; shindig, dip, less mellow song stylings, perhaps a large amount of malt beverage, and hootenanny, well, it's chock full of hoot, just a little bit of nanny.
Oz ,'Beneath You'
Natter 33 1/3
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Betsy HP - Mar 07, 2005 1:26:53 pm PST #4918 of 10002
If I only had a brain...
tommyrot - Mar 07, 2005 1:27:12 pm PST #4919 of 10002
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
What? No Stray Cat Strut ?
Some of us actually don't want hamsters do die of heart attacks....
Rick - Mar 07, 2005 1:30:30 pm PST #4920 of 10002
The problem is that we're not used to people who take stuff that isn't theirs… I guess that's why we don't protect it with alarms etc. It's kind of sad actually.
I think that I've mentioned here before the Norwegian art museums I've visited that are not only unattended, but which ask visitors to make change for their own admission fee from a cash box filled with the money from previous visitors.
It was a nice country while it lasted.
tommyrot - Mar 07, 2005 1:33:04 pm PST #4921 of 10002
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
It was a nice country while it lasted.
Yeah, until it was overrun by zombie Ibsen clones....
bon bon - Mar 07, 2005 1:33:56 pm PST #4922 of 10002
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.
I think it makes Norway seem ADORABLE.
I seem to remember being able to see The Scream from the front door of the museum.
Aims - Mar 07, 2005 1:41:37 pm PST #4923 of 10002
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Norway: Nicer Than You.
Forget Norway...
Only in Kenya...
Rick - Mar 07, 2005 1:53:22 pm PST #4924 of 10002
Munch is a very interesting character psychologically. He had all of that anguished artwork when he was young. Then, in middle-age, he went through an intense and apparently successful psychotherapy. Much of his later work is gloriously optimistic and joyful, including a wonderful mural-sized expressionist sunrise in the university hall where they announce the Nobel Peace Prize every year.
During my slacker years I spent some time in the little village on the Oslo fjord where Munch kept his summer cottage before he died in the 1940s. In the afternoons, the caretaker of Munch's cottage would give me strong coffee and tell me stories about the artist. The elderly and only recently optimistic Munch was one of Norway's last victims of WWII. Toward the end of the German occupation, a Norwegian resistance team blew up a German freighter that was anchored out in the fjord. Munch's housekeeper thought that it was the start of the allied invasion, so she put Munch into the root cellar where he would be safe. Once in the cellar he caught pneumonia and he died a few days later.
Cashmere - Mar 07, 2005 2:13:21 pm PST #4925 of 10002
Now tagless for your comfort.
What is it with the Munchs that people can't stay away from?
I was cleaning out my kitchen cabinets today and you know what I found? Dutched cocoa. Yup. Authentic, European style (whatever that means) Dutched cocoa. And I have cake flour, too.
I need to experiement with the baking before the Elmo cake pan I ordered comes in for O's birthday. I'm thinking cupcakes.
Jesse - Mar 07, 2005 2:15:41 pm PST #4926 of 10002
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
I've never been camping, and that does not make me the least bit sad.
Smart girl.
I just went for a medium-sized walk, home from the yummy yummy food store. So all's well that ends well.
DXMachina - Mar 07, 2005 2:24:38 pm PST #4927 of 10002
You always do this. We get tipsy, and you take advantage of my love of the scientific method.
What is it with the Munchs that people can't stay away from?
Sometimes you just get the Munchies.