tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13982078.post6249092353324544162..comments2024-01-13T18:55:52.789-05:00Comments on Intangible Arts: The happy couple...IntangibleArtshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07277140324522000385noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13982078.post-60308276912948168872008-02-29T12:45:00.000-05:002008-02-29T12:45:00.000-05:00Reya: I believe it. I'm sure if I had to deal with...Reya: I believe it. I'm sure if I had to deal with "the public" in that quantity, I'd be in a heavily medicated stupor in a psychiatric prison by now. Or maybe Guantanamo?<BR/><BR/>My state of Joie de Vivre is fully dependent upon taking the world in controlled doses. Prolonged exposure to shopping malls and national-chain "family style" restaurants lets too many demons in, sometimes...IntangibleArtshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07277140324522000385noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13982078.post-26563623297095238082008-02-29T08:14:00.000-05:002008-02-29T08:14:00.000-05:00The two drinks make a lovely couple, as do you and...The two drinks make a lovely couple, as do you and the lovely wordwitch, I'm sure. I'll see for myself one of the days very soon. Yes!!<BR/><BR/>As for the look in the eyes of the droning waitresses, I can tell you from my years of restaurant experience, that look doesn't mean <I>please kill me</I>. No. More like <I>please kill the restaurant manager/cooks/other waiters/hostess/busboys/other customers. Kill. them. all.</I><BR/><BR/>Waiting tables is a really strenuous job.Reya Mellickerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13076092659507965666noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13982078.post-18361157068308158442008-02-22T14:56:00.000-05:002008-02-22T14:56:00.000-05:00Rothko: More than just a technicality, good sir. I...Rothko: More than just a technicality, good sir. I just discovered the "black bush" Bushmills, and it was a lovely thing.<BR/><BR/>Epota: Thanks, captain bro. And I tell you, life that comes already "mixed together" is no life at all. And I'll have the onions, so no worries there.IntangibleArtshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07277140324522000385noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13982078.post-29929498854746303542008-02-22T14:51:00.000-05:002008-02-22T14:51:00.000-05:00You're making me thirsty with that photo. Though I...You're making me thirsty with that photo. Though I kind of prefer the Bushmills back. Just a technicality. Cheers to it almost being St. Patty's Day!Davidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12276057072155833094noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13982078.post-24816826097680667302008-02-22T13:50:00.000-05:002008-02-22T13:50:00.000-05:00Hey, you know that we thrive on those wretched "fa...Hey, you know that we thrive on those wretched "family style" chain restaurants, don't you? And not every waitress is droning "Please, kill me." I think some are already there! :-)<BR/><BR/>Truest sign you're in a suburban restaurant: When you ask the server if they could hold the onion on a particular dish and they respond saying they can't -- it's "already mixed together." <BR/><BR/>Shudder.<BR/><BR/>But three cheers to you and the missus for A) her healing process, and B) getting out again!epotahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07613227327846219065noreply@blogger.com