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Friday Foolishness – Intelligent Life Edition

Today’s Music: Harry Connick Jr – Heavenly

Gasp…wheeze…stumble..almost there…
The Friday finish line is just a few hours away,and soon this week will be nothing but a memory!
But it will be a week with some good memories from posts out in blog world:
Nicole Marie is getting back to writing her novel. One of my favorites, Flame, is back, with a great post on Camping!
And finally, Marie won the lottery!!!
Thanks to them, and all the rest of you for a great week in the ‘sphere.

Of course, we have to go back to last week to get the answers from the poll.
We asked What could possibly be better than Sliced Bread? And wow, did you guys…rise to the challenge! Here’s what you had to say. (As always, my comments bake in italics.)

(Well that goes without saying. And stop hitting on my wife.)
Homemade bread! Benzeknees
(My home barely keeps me warm, and yours makes bread?!?)
Sliced Cheese. Mmmmmm…..
(I think we should make a cheese and bread slices quilt, held together with thin red licorice thread!)
Raisin bread. French toast. Strawberry bread. —Jell Jell
(Raisins are the devil’s fruit!)
an orga…wait…is this a trick question? Seems to easy. 🙂 Mel
(It’s…crap, your answer made me forget the question…)
sliced mozzarella cheese and a jersey tomato. mmm (wordsandotherthings)
(Says the Jersey Tomato: Nah. I’ll take you to a place in Brooklyn where they grow tomatoes like they do in the old country. Fuhgedaboudit.)
Sliced cake —Lily
(Oh, so close. Now if you’d said “with frosting”…)
Derrr, bread with vegemite on it (says LITFL) 😉
(After a quick google search, I’m going to have to say that I don’t think bread is strong enough to hide the taste of Vegemite.)
Breadsticks Rebecca 2000
(A food and a weapon. I like it!)
Divited Donuts lindav
(United we slice, divited we donut?)
What about just bread in general? It’s pretty great. Carrie – Cannibalistic Nerd
(How could general bread be better than sliced bread? That’s just crazy talk!)
baguettes with salt butter, actually! NBI
(Isn’t it illegal to not have baguettes with fromage?)
and a good blog too of course. NBI
(Tastes even smoother if you let the blog melt a bit before spreading.)
Naan. If I could eat Naan every day I would die happy (and large). Love & Lunchmeat
(You Pouri , Pouri girl.)
(A delightfully soft warm yeasty white bread slice between two scrumptious pieces of sour dough, served with a side of bread crumbs and a cracker! Mmmm…)
squeezy cheese..squirt cheese canned cheese lizziec
(It’s very unsanitary to eat that straight from the nozzle. I mean, or so I’ve heard…)
Warm, unsliced bread. 54.5
(Unsliced? Sounds like someone’s been loafing around. HAHAHAHAHAH!!!!)
FRIED sliced bread
(Step awaaay from the county fair.)
sliced soup Stay Abnormal
Getting literal here. Sriracha. Or Ranch dressing. Quirky
(How are you going to fit salami between two blob of ranch dressing? Actually, htat sounds kind of tasty…)
Youtube. A video of sliced bread, obviously.
(No. No really, it’s not:)

I see your “buttered” & raise you “with melted cheese.” Duh.
(…and now I’m sitting on a tower of butter and cheese. Excellent!)
The bread. Not the knife. Hand-ripping pieces apart counts as slicing. BrainTomahawk
(well yeah, if you’re Edward Scissorhands.)
Everything else. I hate bread. — asplenia
(Right, so Asplenia says Root Canal is better. We need to find you a good baker.)
Buttered, sliced, toasted bread, with Vegemite. And hot tea on the side (Kanerva)
(Vegemite? What would your Finnish neighbors say?)
Beer! (SnB)
(the ingredients of bread, and then some!)
Buttered sliced toast, obviously – John Phillips Bet 8 others did this one
(If only you’d bet on Vegemite…)

Congratulations to Stay Abnormal on this week’s winning answer. (Seriously, not since Joe Hoovers Gravy. Cold Gravy. cola flavor have I been so moved by an answer to one of these!). And from the offered choices, the most popular was BRRRAAAIIINNNSSSS!!!!. (I LOVE when that happens!)
So congratulations to all you lucky pickers out there too!

What? No beer tap?!?

And that brings us neatly into this week.
There was plenty of news from Curiosity on Mars this week – pictures, readings, some movement.
So now that it’s there, how should Curiosity spend its time? That’s what we want to know.
Heck, just to sweeten the pot, maybe I’ll even take the winning answer and send an email to NASA that will be posted next week.
Try not to me in trouble with NSA, hmm?

So lets dive right in! Remember, if you write an answer in, if you leave an ID, I can link back to you next week. So vote often, vote creatively. But vote before 6 Sept, 2359, Earth Eastern time. Because that’s when this one closes.

And until next time, here’s some otherworldliness to amuse and entertain.

Wallace and Grommit on the moon!

And the moon throughout the year. Great video (a little dizzying), great music, and some interesting factoids thrown in.

Have a great week y’all. And I’ll see you…out there…

The Most Wonderful Girl In The Universe

Today’s Music: They Might Be Giants – Birdhouse In Your Soul
Days Til Spring: 35

A long time ago, I worked at the college bookstore.
There was a girl who worked there. I didn’t know it at the time, but she was the most wonderful girl in the universe.
We were friendly. We teased each other, flirted a bit, but nothing really came of it.
Along the way I developed a crush on her.
One day, I asked her out.
“Harry Connick Jr is playing”, I said. “Would you like to go?”
“No thanks” she answered. “I’m not really a fan”.

She filled in this part later on:
“One of my friends asked why I wasn’t going out with you. I told her that I didn’t really like Harry Connick.
‘You idiot’ she said. ‘He was asking you out on a date’. I didn’t realize it. Oops.”

In the course of our daily teasing, she handed me a piece of paper, with the following poem
The Lollipop
When you come to the end of a lollipop
To the end to the end of a lollipop,
Plop goes your heart.

For when you are through with it,
what can you do with it?
All you have left is a stick.

How can you doubt she was the girl for me?

Fast forward about 10 years or so. I had left restaurants, learned IT and just started a new job.
That very day, I had also moved in with a friend of mine.
So I’m sitting in this bar, at a reasonable hour, having a pint.
I distinctly remember thinking to myself “Ok, what next?”
And the door opened.
These two girls walked in. One of them was pretty cute, so I smiled.
I’ve done a lot of stupid things in a lot of different places over the years, and have often run into people who knew (or heard of me) and I had no idea who they were.
I was nervous that would be the case here.

But when she sat down and I looked more closely, I recognized and remembered her. And it was great.
We spent the rest of the night talking (her friend was across the bar talking to some people she knew). When it was time for her to go, I offered to give her a lift (It was ok, I’d just had the one pint).(And she has since cured me of drinking and driving)
I drove her home, and we spent the next couple of hours sitting in front of her home just talking.
Eventually I said I had to go (because I really had to pee), but before she left, I asked her out again.
“I’ll tell you the first naked bar dance story” I said.
“The first?” she asked, raising an eyebrow.
“You pick the place”, I answered, realizing this might not have been the best lead-off. “Someplace you’re comfortable with lots of people around” I raised an eyebrow back at here. “You know, in case I’m insane”
“Oh, I know you’re insane” she said.
“No, I mean in a bad way”
We went out a few days later. Had a lovely meal. I told her some of my more…colorful stories. She told me hers.
We went for a walk in the neighborhood on a cool clear night.
We were talking about astronomy, stars, planets, constellations. I pointed out a constellation to her.
Where, she asked. I moved closer so she could sight along my arm. As I leaned down to describe the shapes, she looked up. And kissed me.

At the intersection of astronomy and astrology, Orion brings smooches!

It was a good date.

Some scenes along the way from there:
-“It’s my birthday. You can meet all my friends”. Oh joy. And it turns out her friends are just as cool as her. And are my friends now too.
-“Honey, if you want to build a model railroad, then you should.” it’s ten years later, and I’m still working on it, but she has never been anything but supportive.
-Me: “I’d like to take you out on your birthday”
Her”: “I’ll be in Atlanta”
Me: “That’s fine.Let me know where to meet you.”
Best. Daytrip. Ever.
-On a week in January a few years ago when I was having a wicked case of Cabin Fever: “Why don’t we go to Key West for a few days?”

So we were together for several years. One day, it bothered her that we weren’t married, because of the legal implications.
To me, she was my wife, and I her husband in every way but the paperwork. But she wanted to be married. So we went out to find a ring.
We went to a mall and she found the ring she liked. I handed the saleswoman the money and stepped to an empty counter while she boxed it up.
I pulled my girl over.
“Honey, we had lunch before, but not desert.”
I reached into my pocket and pulled out two napkins, laying them on the counter.
I took out a small bag of Oreos, two each, and portioned them on the napkins.
I went back into the pocket for a candle holder and candle.
I lit the candle.
My girl was both laughing and blushing deeply as we ate our cookies, looking deeply into each others eyes.
The saleswoman came over with the ring in a box as we finished the cookies.
I took the box.
“Honey”, I asked. “Will you marry me?”
Some onlookers started applauding and congratulating us. I ignored them.
Because she hadn’t said yes yet.
But then she did.

(This post is turning out way longer than I expected. Part two will go up on Valentines day. Or , at least I’ll try…)