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[Doc]

Thanks for triggering a google, leading to precarious celery

I was previously unfamiliar with mr. Frahm and am having trouble working him into my own mental art universe.

[theinevitable]

so, yes. I wrote a slightly curt email requesting some sort of replacement or compensation. I had to try really hard to make it not sound like "upon opening the box, I found the posters in poor condition, hardly befitting a product of such supposed quality; in fact, the wrinkles which I discovered entirely undermine my former opinion on the quality of said product" or that kind of bullshit. I am not sure why I am incapable of writing a normal email.

[CortJstr]

so, yes. I wrote a slightly curt email requesting some sort of replacement or compensation. I had to try really hard to make it not sound like "upon opening the box, I found the posters in poor condition, hardly befitting a product of such supposed quality; in fact, the wrinkles which I discovered entirely undermine my former opinion on the quality of said product" or that kind of bullshit. I am not sure why I am incapable of writing a normal email.

Because syphilis has destroyed your brain?

[Nabubrush]

Because syphilis has destroyed your brain?

I had to read that twice to make sure I didn't post it.

[Arachno-capitalist]

Wouldn't dan have to get laid to get syphillis?

[jay-ell]

Thanks for triggering a google, leading to precarious celery

Ah, Art Frahm.  I discovered the detrimental effects of celery on under##### and James Lileks on the same glorious day. 

Lileks has stopped in here a few times.  He's an Achehead too.  I should check up on his blog.  It fell off my weekly reading list when I had my kid. 

[smick]

Suprisingly Frahm didn't show up in the "Cast Porn" thread.

[theinevitable]

hey, A-CAP, I... have gotten laid. Just... not in a long time.

[wombat]

Wouldn't dan have to get laid to get syphillis?

Not necessarily. Can't it be passed on from the mother in childbirth?

[jay-ell]

hey, A-CAP, I... have gotten laid. Just... not in a long time.

This makes my maternal side want to have A Talk with all you Young Folks to make sure you are Being Responsible. 

It also makes me wonder...how long is a long time when you're nineteen?  Because for me, at my age, "a long time" would be, oh, five years or so?  In which case, you were getting laid by the time you were fourteen, which is a scary prospect to me given that I was fourteen the first time I kissed a boy.  (I was admittedly somewhat late to bloom in this department.) 

I guess your idea of "a long time" expands once you have kids.  I was cleaning out my pantry in preparation for Moving Day (we are moving to the Lee of the Stone on Saturday) and my criteria for throwing things away was "is it older than my son?" 

I guess this explains why my Mom has condiments in her fridge that expired in the late nineties.  They don't seem so long ago when you've been married since '67, I guess.  The saddest thing is, however, that she has moved house since then, so she actually brought expired condiments with her. 

I've been surreptitiously throwing a few things out every time I go visit. 

[theinevitable]

yeah, um, it has been like, a year and a half. Also, I beat you-- 16! (or... 17?) for first smooch.

I mean, it is not as if I am pursuing Maximum Cuddles with random or semi-random ladies. Which... is why it has been a while.

[jay-ell]

That is good.  That is a sign of Being Responsible. 

It is strange to have this public conversation with you while your real-time IM is simultaenously flashing in my taskbar. 

[MrCB]

One of my Maximum Cuddles dreams crashed and burned recently.

I've an old friend who I spent a couple of years living with back when, and we used to fool around from time to time, so since then we've talked about having Maximum Cuddles. So we were all preparing to have MC the last time I saw her, until at one point I realized that I was just bored now and it would be really nice to crack a cold one open and have something to eat, maybe spend some time with a good book. So thats pretty much what I did. No Maximum Cuddles, and I'm glad for it.

So, the Moral of the story, kids, is that the Maximum Cuddles ain't everything, and sometimes you can make yourself way happier by letting go of the dream.

It does also help that I've started to see a rather nice lady as well ;-)

[theinevitable]

Maximum Cuddles ain't everything

DOES NOT COMPUTE DOES NOT COMPUTE

[Nabubrush]

DOES NOT COMPUTE DOES NOT COMPUTE

Don't listen, inev!