Lila Anderson

Didn't he make the Periodic Table? <wicked grin>

I beg to differ. While he can be a great actor in almost anything, he was the one bad note in the orchestra of stars in "Much Ado About Nothing,"which shone brilliantly w/ every line, except when Keanu's Don John sourly muttered it. I adore this movie & rewatch it frequently, but FF thru his scenes.

“Three thousand once, three thousand twice,
going and gone”, said he.

The audience cheered,
but some of them cried,
“We just don’t understand.
“What changed its’ worth?”
Swift came the reply:
“The touch of the master's hand.”

- Myra Brooks Welch

The music ceased and the auctioneer,
with a voice that was quiet and low,
said, “What, now, am I bid for this old violin?”
as he held it aloft with its bow.
“One thousand, one thousand, do I hear two?
“Two thousand, who makes it three?

“Three dollars once, three dollars twice, going for three."

But, no,
from the room far back a gray-bearded man
came forward and picked up the bow.
Then wiping the dust from the old violin
and tightening up the strings,
he played a melody, pure and sweet,
as sweet as a caroling angel sings.

‘Twas battered and scarred,
and the auctioneer thought it
hardly worth his while
to waste his time on the old violin,
but he held it up with a smile.
“What am I bid, good people”, he cried.
“Who starts the bidding for me?
“One dollar, one dollar, do I hear two?
“Two dollars, who makes it three?

Oh, Dragon Dictate and I are enemies from waaaaay back. Having a Kentucky twang didn't help much. Now, I suffer through being pissed at Siri not recognizing the most common of words, even though I'm mostly twang-less these days. Sigh. I don't think it's us that's the problem.

Been there, SO done that.

When I toss the fat-assed body of my annoying neighbor into my garbage tote, and then realize I have to haul the heavy-as-fuck thing all the way out to the street for collection tomorrow, that's crossing the Rue-Bincon.

Am I detecting a speech-to-text rant with a program that annoyingly gets the simplest things wrong?

* rotten = rot in
* whore = horror

If so, I hope it's as horrifically painful as my wife's was!

Thank you for letting us know! I was going to express sadness that I missed this, but now I don't have to. Off to YT!

"Here. This is where you shall place the plate of tuna. . . . I am not asking."

Racing -- fast, tumbling -- can be, but usually not, sexual

Racy -- risque, flaunting, lightly sexual

But you do you, babe! :-D

Pah-dum-pah! Bon!

I am a big fan of Sherrod Brown and I agree with you!

Racing or racy? Big difference!

D'oh! the sound that Homer makes
Ray, the guy who fixed my car
Me, the one twixt Myself and I
Fah, how Bostonians say 'far'
"So?" I say when shown crime proof
Lah, de-dah, a lady, no?
Tee, hee-hee, stop tickling me
That will sing us 'round to D'oh! D'oh! D'oh! D'oh!

I still remember having to copy shorthand words and phrases over and over and OVER into my steno notebook as homework in high school. How I hated that class! I NEVER used shorthand ONCE after school. And I couldn't tell you now what any of those sqiggly lines meant. Waste of good classroom time!

A sealed pack of 1970s Belair cigarettes. The pack has a diagonal line across the front with white to the left and blue sky with clouds to the right. At the top center is a small stylized bird in gold.

I was trying to remember the cigarettes my mom smoked in the '70s. I could remember the carton was sky blue with clouds & came with a strip of coupons you could redeem for stuff, but not the name. Surprisingly, the Ky. Historical Society had a pic: Belair! Wonder why it came mind? Mom haunting me?

Well, they've met Totino's pizza . . .

Oh, for pity's sake! If you're going to do alt text for a picture, don't just repeat your skeet of name of piece, artist and date, TELL US WHAT THE ACTUAL PICTURE SHOWS!

Carved in smooth white stone, a slim cat with perked ears and tail curled around its feet, sits, looking back over its shoulder.

I used to panic that my little chihuahua mix would seemigly gather all her waste for a long time in her colon, then produce, every day-and-a-half like clockwork, shits that were more than half her length. We're talking 6" or more. But she's been doing it for more than 3 years, so I guess it's fine.

Oh, I totally agree! (And would have said as much if there wasn't a character limit.) Young kids (and I'm talking kindergartners) should be taught a different language all through their schooling!

Well, we do -- or at least we used to. In 9th grade (MANY moons ago), I was given the choice of taking Spanish or French. (These classes were followed in 10-12 grades with additional years in these languages.) I took Spanish all 4 years, and now, mumble decades later, I can remember diddley squat.

Out in the real world, we call them 'lice'.

My cat is interested, but only if it's shrimp-flavored.

I read 'typing for attention' and thought "That tracks." :-)

Totally unrelated, but has anyone actually been combobulated? Does one combobulate?

A VERY good question!