Sinner's Alley Happy Hour (Part 1)

<p>Yeah, yeah alum, but you get to say "My _____ is a brilliant student." That kinda counts as fantastical in my world view, in the fraternity I'm living in.</p>

<p>Any kid, slugg or otherwise, who balances the twin identities of Wanna Be Rock Star and UC College Freshman, pretends like he's leaving home by repeatedly packing up band equipment and has the moxie to ask his annoyed venture capitalists for a $600 loan--well, that's a kid I wouldn't worry about frankly. That's a kid with some surreal self-confidence. My $5 says he is headed for the big tent, slugg.</p>

<p>I've got one like that. I'm working my mojo to convince him to spend four undergraduate years refining his intellect but who am I kidding? He's itching to be global entreprenuer of the year. Darned if he doesn't have the confidence and the internet savvy to do exactly that. Love the kid you have? Phooey! Mould the kid you have! Says me! ;)</p>

<p>NYABM! Booo Yah!</p>

<p>Things we have pooped...
* black elastic sock, calf length
* chess piece, rook
* marble, round glass
* crayons, assorted colors. same poop.
* silver ring.
~m&sdad</p>

<p>Who knew after countless boyfriends, 17 years of marriage, & even bearing a few children, I'd get to be a virgin again. ~SBmom</p>

<p>These are not things I say a lot...no, really! :D HAHAHAHAHA!</p>

<p>Aries, I will be happy to sing that Madonna song, but I will have to find my cone bra that doubles as handy outdoor cutlery.</p>

<p>"Yes, Mom, I would like to go to college at these schools. My applications are filled out. My babysitting money is paying the app fees. I'll have them all mailed off by the middle of September. I've already applied for scholarships. Now, may Jenny and I go out to the fundraiser for the kids in Seirra Leone?" ROTFLMAO --Man, these kids are FREAKS! :D</p>

<p>Work in progress:</p>

<p><a href="http://www.myspace.com/stripendot%5B/url%5D"&gt;www.myspace.com/stripendot&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p>

<p>M&S Dad, you have inspired me.... I'm going to make myspace for the one family member who remains unwaveringly loyal to me..... so if Stripe and Dot get a request to be friended by an Aussie later this week..... well, I'm the one helping her create the space. (She's not so good with the keyboard).</p>

<p>Calmom,</p>

<p>Got it. </p>

<p>Think that's the first friend request Stripe and Dot have received that didn't involve a late teen Eastern European female looking for love!</p>

<p>NYABM</p>

<p>TANTISAL</p>

<p>How do we get these entered into NetLingo?<a href="http://www.netlingo.com/index.cfm%5B/url%5D"&gt;http://www.netlingo.com/index.cfm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p>

<p>Or shall they remain our little secret? :p</p>

<p>Grrr...very difficult day. There must be something in here other than work...</p>

<p>Are you guys trying to turn me into an alcoholic?? Making me drink all by my lonesome? Since the bummer news that s#1 made it to finalist, but not recipient of the scholarhip ( AGAIN-2 years in a row !!- see post 3608 and 3608), only mootie (by pm) and the marmots offered any consoling. Boo Hoo.... </p>

<p>Thank you, mootmom. Can I pour you a tall and frosty from my VERY LARGE pitcher???</p>

<p>Next Year at Burning Man! In spirit if not in aging and easily dehydrated body!!!</p>

<p>What is TANTISAL?</p>

<p>lateschool. There is ALWAYS something in here other than work. How about a drink to start? Today we are burning our little parasols in our Planter's Punch in honor of SBMom's amazing chutzpah. And Mootie's son too, for planning to drive x-country in a few days AND HIS CAR ISN'T EVEN READY YET!!</p>

<p>Hey Mootie! What music will he be blaring out the top of his VW Bus?</p>

<p>Last time I drove across the country it was in an Alfa Romeo Alfetta Sedan and I was a 21-year old new graduate of college. (I promise I am not kidding). The car started flashing warning signals just as my sister and I drove out of Albuquerque into the desert on Sunday morning. So we turned around and went back. Stayed at a local motel waiting for Monday to come and the Alfa dealer to open. The clerk at the motel told me my car, my Alfa Romera, looked like a Toyota and give him a Pontiac Firebird any day. Then, outside the local art house movie theater, after a showing of Wim Wenderss Paris, Texas (not kidding either) saw ANOTHER ALFA! Just then the owner of the car sauntered up, said don't go to the dealer, go to his friend the ex-history prof who now repaired Alfas for fun (still not kidding). And, BTW, he too was a prof at the UNM and did my sister and I want to come to his house to have dinner with him and his 12-year old son? We did. And we did. And all was above board. And delicious steaks were eaten in his old adobe kitchen, with lace curtains waving in the breeze through his window. And the next day the ex-history prof fixed my Alfa for $25 - the price of a new oil filter. And off we drove.</p>

<p>So let's hear it for adventures. May we never never cease to find them somehow in life.</p>

<p>And JYM - complete boohoo and BTW always in Sinner's Alley should the denizens ignore a cry for boohoos then DRINKS ARE ON US. And today, you get the special burning parasol thrown in.</p>

<p>jym, I'm holding off on drinking myself into a stupor until I learn whether or not S#1 completes reassembling and installing the engine that is currently in pieces in the garage, so the van it goes into can take off on Sat. to deliver him and his girlfriend back to college. (See "La Dee Dah" thread for slightly more gruesome details.) I'm cautiously optimistic at this point, since he now has all the rest of the parts he needs. (Too bad he has to work all week, though...)</p>

<p>But AFTER that, I will be glad to DIVE into the pitcher with you! (Is it big enough for both of us, I hope??) I do know what you're going through...</p>

<p>Whew...thanks Alumother. Simply awful, gruesome day. Anyway, I'm dying to find out how this van of Mootmom's S#1 is going to somehow injest an engine so that someone can actually drive it to college.</p>

<p>The funniest part is this: "he has all the parts he needs". And I can just see Mootmom saying that with a straight face, too. Now, what is it about that statement that just makes me laugh and laugh? Is it really funny, or, am I just warped?</p>

<p>jym626!!! Sounds like you need a good foot and hand massage, soothing music, and hmmmm, yes...and an alcoholic slushy with a silver spoon. Now about the Marmots, I just read that a rampage of raccoons in Olympia Wa have been attacking cats (10 killed so far)...and I fear our Marmots may be under siege...
From the Olympian:</p>

<p>It's not just cats being attacked. Five raccoons actually ganged up on and carried off a little dog, who survived.</p>

<p>One thing that makes these raccoons scary is they have no fear. One neighbor threw firecrackers at them to try to scare them off, and it didn't even bug them, Hall said.</p>

<p>"It's a new breed," Keeton said. "They're urban raccoons, and they're not afraid."</p>

<p>Not afraid, ...the Sinner's Alley cannon filled with old beer caps, bent spoons, and broken drinks umberellas is aiming for Olympia at this moment, and if someone can light the fuse with their 'cigarello' we'll see if a Sinner's Alley 'firecracker' will scare them off!! Poor Marmots...</p>

<p>Thanks for cheering me up, everyone. I feel much better, listening to the escapades of mootieson and that tin can on wheels (it does have wheels, doesnt it??), Alu's college adventures and Bhappy's racoons gone wild. Another thing that cheered me up was just seeing "Little Miss Sunshine". What a hoot, if you like dry humor. Mootie especially-- you HAVE to see it!! However, WARNING!!The escapades with the VW van will hit a <em>little</em> to close to home for you. And Alu- where does the movie take place (or at least originate out of before they hit the road)?? Albuquerque!! Nope, still not kidding ;)</p>

<p>Alu-
Thanx for the extra burning parasol. Send pictures. And thanks even more for the FREE ROUND since, without that !@#$$%^%* scholarship we'd hoped for, all I can spring for is a half-eaten bowl of mostly peanut shells. Eat up, my friends.
And mootie-- after you see "Little miss sunshine", I'll espect you to join me in this pitcher. Lots of room in here. And you might need it.....</p>

<p>Bhappy- maybe mooties son can come after those raccoons with his van and make some nice roadkill. Then we can open the roadkill cafe next to SA. I have some nice recipes around here somewhere...</p>

<p>Tiparillos!! I used to wave those around dramatically in some bizarre attempt at looking "cool" when I was about my S#1's age... what a dolt I was.</p>

<p>"Cigars... cigarettes... Tiparillos!"</p>

<p>... Sorry, I'm getting goofy. The kid is outside un-torque-ing the head bolts which he over-torqued by double last night, breaking one in the process (having read "the wrong thing" in the manual, which he is not likely to do again). He certainly has learned a lot these past few weeks... too bad he hasn't learned to measure. He informed me on the way home that he was going out tonight to pick up a used futon (eeew! I thought of bedbugs...) from someone for $20 to put into the van. Tonight's conversation:

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M: "Did you measure to see if it will fit?"</p>

<p>S: "Um, no. If it doesn't fit, I'll just push it up the sides."</p>

<p>M: "You'd probably be better off spending your evening FINISHING THE ENGINE instead of going off to pick up a futon."</p>

<p>S: "Well, you know, I have to go buy a heavy-duty jack anyway..."</p>

<p>M: "Right. Well why don't you just spend the money instead on a couple decent self-inflating camping mats, like the one I have? You know, to go with that REI tent I just bought on sale, which you said you wanted."</p>

<p>S: "CAMPING MAT???! That's like sleeping on CONCRETE!"</p>

<p>M: "Kid, I slept on a camping mat for THREE MONTHS when I bicycled across the USA, I promise you it's not... oh, forget it."

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<p>I give up. If the engine doesn't get back in, it ain't my problem. Nor will be the futon if it doesn't fit: he's going to have to drag it away somewhere, somehow, NOT leave it for me to dispose of. </p>

<p>Sheesh, kids. I take it back, I'm ready to drink <em>now</em>, thanks. jym, shove over, let me get into that giant pitcher with you....</p>

<p>C'mon in, mootie. Plenty o' room. Then you must run (or stagger), do not walk, to Little Miss Sunshine. I promise you- it was made for you. When we left, I found myself thinking "this movie will put me out of business. Everyone will think their family is sane after they see this". So I'll be out of work. And with no scholarship for S#1 to boot. Sigh. Keep pouring....</p>

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What is TANTISAL?

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Asked by The Author herself? :rolleyes:</p>

<p>"These Are Not Things I Say A Lot" :D</p>

<p>Mootmom - Yes yes, I used to wave those things around to look :cool: too, and walking downstairs in a Bette Davis moment I set my hair on fire!</p>

<p>Your son's intrepid effort reminds me of the time my father (a juvenile delinquent at heart) bought an old red postal truck, installed an arm chair in the passenger side (to entice my mother), bunk boards riveted in the back for the four kids, and took off for Alaska for 2 months...it's probably best that your son is doing this now when he is young, rather than waiting for mid-life craziness!!! Best Wishes, boys are great!</p>

<p>Tantisal ...tantilizing ;)</p>

<p>They're urban raccoons, and they're not afraid.</p>

<p>Mujahideen racoons. Would that be Orange or Red Alert for the backyard?</p>

<p>The scary part is that they have hands, little black leather hands....:eek:</p>