LOL! Reminds me of...
Posted By: Marmann on 2009-03-30
In Reply to: Derivation of pedigress - Mythbuster
something that occurred about 25 years. I was working in a law office, and one of the newer attorneys was reading a medical report that contained the word "cephalgia." He almost started jumping up and down, really excited because (I think) it was such a "big word."
He asked if anyone had any medical background. I said I had a little bit, and he asked me what cephalgia meant.
I said, "Well, let's see: "Algia" means pain. "Ceph" means pain, so pain in the head -- HEADACHE!"
I was relating this to a court reporter friend of mine who then asked me what I would call an analgesic.
I said, "Well, using my "formula," I guess it means "pain in the butt"! 
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This reminds me of my
who has been married and divorced 4 times who mouths off about gays and *the sanctity of marriage*. LOL Cracks me up every time. Now that's real common sense and logic.
So by this standard, my marriage isn't a *real marriage* because my husband (of 23 years)and I chose not to have children. Good grief!
that reminds me
John Mc said he knew exactly how to find Bin Laden. Shame he refuses to share his knowledge with the military leaders.
That reminds me of the 2.....(sm)
girls in N. Korea. I don't remember his name right off, but one guy that went there and talked to some N. Korean officials on their behalf was asking about the girls' welfare. The response from the N. Koreans was "we aren't Gitmo."
Reminds me of a story. s/m
Wealthy (Republican no doubt) race horse breeder sent his prize horse to England with his trainer for an important race. Being frugal (or a tightwad) breeder told trainer to send him a telegram and let him know how the horse did in the race but to keep it brief to save money. By and by the breeder received a telegram which said "SFSFF." Upon his return home the breeder gleafully met the trainer and demanded to know how much money he had won. The trainer reported that he had won nothing. The breeder said, "but I got your telegram, SFSFF, started first, slowed, finished first." " No, no, no said the trainer, SFSFF, started first,  stumbled, farted, fell."
no pie for you...just denial...that reminds me of...
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This conversation reminds me of...(sm)
an event that took place during the Iraq war (not sure of the date, but I'm sure some of you will remember it). There was an Iraqi child who was (as well as many others) caugt in a bombing raid. It was all over the news about how the US military had given him provisional care and transported him from place to place, trying to get him to a place where he could be treated appropriately. Unfortunately (like many other Iraqi civilians) he eventually died. This in itself was not that remarkable, especially considering at the time the US was lobbing bombs into Iraq with the precision of a pumpkin-chunkin contest. What was remarkable, however, was when the doctor who was caring for the child came out and told the news of his death to the world. There were several questions entertained by the doctor from reporters, but the one that really struck home for me was one from a US reporter. The question was, do you think the boy understood what we are trying to do here? The boy that died was all of about 4 or 5 years old.
Not long after, the US decided to not show casualties in the news. The government unfortunately was right in assuming the out of sight, out of mind thing would work. It's amazing just how naive Americans can be.
This is a perfect example of what you would call American pride, honor, etc. Nevermind the people who die, just make sure we look good doing it. Again, I am not negating the value of the American soldiers here, they are simply doing what they've been told to do.
When you talk about soldiers helping the Iraqi people, exactly how are they helping them? Are they bringing them food and medicine because we have destroyed their infrastructure? Are they helping them find a place to stay because their house played catch with a US missle? Or are we just taking care of their kids because we took mommy and daddy to a torture camp? Believe me, we are doing much more harm than help. Have you noticed that Iraqi civilian casualties far outnumber the casualties of American soldiers? Where's the help for that?
And yes, I did have someone serving in Iraq.
This conversation reminds me of...(sm)
an event that took place during the Iraq war (not sure of the date, but I'm sure some of you will remember it). There was an Iraqi child who was (as well as many others) caugt in a bombing raid. It was all over the news about how the US military had given him provisional care and transported him from place to place, trying to get him to a place where he could be treated appropriately. Unfortunately (like many other Iraqi civilians) he eventually died. This in itself was not that remarkable, especially considering at the time the US was lobbing bombs into Iraq with the precision of a pumpkin-chunkin contest. What was remarkable, however, was when the doctor who was caring for the child came out and told the news of his death to the world. There were several questions entertained by the doctor from reporters, but the one that really struck home for me was one from a US reporter. The question was, do you think the boy understood what we are trying to do here? The boy that died was all of about 4 or 5 years old.
Not long after, the US decided to not show casualties in the news. The story above may have contributed to this, but the basic idea was that Americans didn't like to see Americans dead. The government unfortunately was right in assuming the out of sight, out of mind thing would work. It's amazing just how naive Americans can be.
This is a perfect example of what you would call American pride, honor, etc. Nevermind the people who die, just make sure we look good doing it. Again, I am not negating the value of the American soldiers: they are simply doing what they've been told to do.
When you talk about soldiers helping the Iraqi people, exactly how are they helping them? Are they bringing them food and medicine because we have destroyed their infrastructure? Are they helping them find a place to stay because their house played catch with a US missle? Or are we just taking care of their kids because we took mommy and daddy to a torture camp? Believe me, we are doing much more harm than help. Have you noticed that Iraqi civilian casualties far outnumber the casualties of American soldiers? Where's the help for that?
And yes, I did have someone serving in Iraq.
Reminds me of the last joke
our dad ever played on us, and it was at his own funeral many years ago. The guy was a hoot. Mom had died the year before, so my sister (same Norm Crosby sister) remembered exactly where in the cemetery the double-wide grave was.
Dad’s procession wound through the grounds – he had a lot of friends, so it was a long parade. The hearse stopped at the newly prepped grave with the canopy over it. Our limo pulled up behind it. My sister said, ‘This is the wrong place.’ Her husband said, ‘Nah, this looks like it.’ I had no recollection. The pallbearers opened the hearse and started hauling the casket out and my sister made her husband go up and tell them to stop. This was ALL WRONG. So, they shoved the casket back in, and closed the doors. Now you see it. Now you don’t.
All the people behind us started to get our of their cars, and mill around. My sister went up there and now I could see a lot of gesturing and pointing. She’s pointing way that-a-way and the cemetery crew are shaking their heads and pointing this-a-way. So there was an intermission while somebody went to the office for a map.
Now we have the map spread out on the hood of the hearse. Nobody else in the crowd really knows what’s going on, and sure enough, wrong grave. Dad almost got himself interred for eternity next to some other woman. You’d have to know my dad (and my mom) to get the joke.
We agreed to have the graveside service there, but then he had to be moved to where the backhoe would shortly be hastily digging the grave in the proper location.
On the ride back in the funeral home limo we were giggling uncontrollably. Her husband thought it was in very poor taste. The limo driver kept remarking on what good sports we were. Truly, dad almost got away with it. You just hadda be there!
Reminds me of the very last joke
our dad ever played on us, and it was at his own funeral many years ago. The guy was a hoot. Mom had died the year before, so my sister (same Norm Crosby sister) remembered exactly where in the cemetery the double-wide grave was.
Dad’s procession wound through the grounds – he had a lot of friends, so it was a long parade. The hearse stopped at the newly prepped grave with the canopy over it. Our limo pulled up behind it. My sister said, ‘This is the wrong place.’ Her husband said, ‘Nah, this looks like it.’ I had no recollection. The pallbearers opened the hearse and started hauling the casket out and my sister made her husband go up and tell them to stop. This was ALL WRONG. So, they shoved the casket back in, and closed the doors. Now you see it. Now you don’t.
All the people behind us started to get our of their cars, and mill around. My sister went up there and now I could see a lot of gesturing and pointing. She’s pointing way that-a-way and the cemetery crew are shaking their heads and pointing this-a-way. So there was an intermission while somebody went to the office for a map.
Now we have the map spread out on the hood of the hearse. Nobody else in the crowd really knows what’s going on, and sure enough, wrong grave. Dad almost got himself interred for eternity next to some other woman. You’d have to know my dad (and my mom) to get the joke.
We agreed to have the graveside service there, but then he had to be moved to where the backhoe would shortly be hastily digging the grave in the proper location.
On the ride back in the funeral home limo we were giggling uncontrollably. Her husband thought it was in very poor taste. The limo driver kept remarking on what good sports we were. Truly, dad almost got away with it. You just hadda be there!
This reminds me of the time
I asked a muslim man why, if there is a god, are there 100s if not 1000s of children being raped and murdered mercilessly as we speak and he said to me: "Because in a prior life, the children were bad people and they deserve this punishment."
No God would let a child suffer so. This is a godless world and you are on a piece of cosmic debris which happens to have every element necessary to support life.
Thoughts go to the Jehovahs Witnesses and the 7th Day crowd who do not vote nor care about the planet nor the people on it because they are convinced the next world is more important than this one.
Weak
Kind of reminds me............ sm
of the polls taken during the election when people who voted for Obama were asked questions about him and either could not answer them correctly or agreed with statements that were "dressed up" to appear to be related to Obama but were, in fact, about McCain/Palin.
I stand by my original thoughts....folks, for the most part, had no idea about who they were voting for. Either that, or they were just being really polite to the pollster! LOL
post reminds me of *Not Without My Daiughter*
xxx
Your comment reminds me of that famous
Everyone is allowed their opinions. Stop knocking other people down because you don't agree with them.
This discussion kind of reminds me of the ...sm
election of 1960, Nixon/Kennedy. Everyone was saying Nixon is a God. He has the most experience. No way John Kennedy is qualified to be president. Then came the first debate, and the rest is history. No teleprompter needed for either JFK or Obama. Their vision for America was/is enough to light the world.
Reminds me of that song be happy
Although reading your post I do have to say I think you've been hitting on the ju-ju juice a little too much. HA HA HA
We are not ALL "proud" of Obama. Proud that he's legally hiding his birth certificate. Proud that he had his school records legally sealed so nobody can see that he may have possibly gotten aid as a foreign student. Proud that he stole the election from Clinton. Not everyone in the world admires him (there are plenty of countries who believe we were duped and bought into the "rapture" of electing a black man that we didn't want to investigate him and who he is and how he got as far as he has and who is behind him, and why in the world anyone would vote for someone that doesn't have any experience. There are many countries now questioning his ability to lead by the people he is surrounding himself with. And as our own newly elect VP Joe Biden said "Mark my words, it will not be six months before the world tests Barack Obama like they did John Kennedy".
As for him demonstrating
"purity of the heart". I have not seen anything to demonstrate that yet. I do know that Farrakhan seems to think he's the messiah, so maybe that it where people are getting that mixed up. Doen't make it true, however.
I'm glad your happy and I'm not taking that away. But soon I think once the effects of the kool-aid wears off you might see things a bit more clearly.
Not all of us feel joy and pride. We feel fear, uncertaintly, hopelessness, loss, despair, nervousness, doubt, worry, anxiety, and trepidation (and please don't tell me I should take medication for that). These are all real issues that we are facing. We are losing our homes, jobs, savings, retirements and everything we worked for and here comes the O saying "I feel your pain. I'm going to make it all better for you" and people buy into it without question. "How are you going to do that we say, what will you do for us right now so we don't get kicked out of our houses". "Well I'm going to tax all those nasty rich people that don't need it and give it all to you" "Yeah, hooray, Obama is my savior. I will never have to work or worry anymore how to pay for things I want."
So, go ahead and be happy. I have to live in reality.
P.S. - It's not the age of aquarium (unless I want some fish). It's the Age of Aquarius which deals with astrology. So maybe the O is from another planet. HA HA.
This so reminds me of one of those baby books
people put together for their first kid. Video of the delivery. Baby's handprint and footprint. Lock of hair from Baby's first haircut. Picture of Baby taking his first step. First tooth Baby loses, and on and on and on.....
What's the followup plan for the 200th day and the 300th? I'd like to pencil this on my calendar.
I agree with ms. I enjoy it too. Sam reminds me of my husband. sm
And that is a good thing. LOL. My husband can debate until the cows come home whether it is Obama, McCain, Pelosi, etc. He lays everything out point by point and he isn't nasty about it the way some of the other posters on this board are. And he doesn't have to resort to name calling or whining.
So I say to Sam...You go girl!!.
she reminds me of Rose from the Golden Girls
back in Alaska....
This reminds me of Bill O's cry foul, declaration of war
proclamations that the ratings "MUST" be fixed after his show took third place behind MSNBC (x2 with KO and RM) and CNN (Anderson Cooper). Early on, McC camp started screaming bloody murder and boycotting the media when it began to become apparent that SP could not handle one-on-ones very well. Don't know what a camp sould expect when they declare their own wars on the media. Talk about whiners.
Your description reminds me of our current lousy
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I meant to add it reminds me of what I read about Napolean and M. Antionette
Party hearty dudes.
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