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Comment on I stand correctly....

Mike — Tue, 07 Feb 2012 22:02:42 GMT

Do you think I would EVER say, "no, honey, that skirt that is significantly shorter than knee length looks bad on you!"

Love, DH

Comment on Oh, you're back

Colleen — Tue, 11 Oct 2011 16:13:19 GMT

Once I had love and it was a gas,
Soon turned out I had a "butt" of glass.
Hahahahaha!
Sorry Blondie.

Comment on Vacation: Part 2

Sharilyn — Fri, 29 Jul 2011 11:05:27 GMT

We did look around the area a bit. But still the question remained: Miracle or tragedy? (Or actually more likely, person was out on a boating excursion and didn't plan on walking around on the boat.)

Comment on Vacation: Part 2

Colleen — Tue, 26 Jul 2011 12:30:54 GMT

Maybe you should have looked for the occupant of the wheelchair on the other end of that yellow line tied up next to it. Maybe they were going for a swim?

Comment on Vacation: Part 2

Sharilyn — Tue, 26 Jul 2011 11:41:31 GMT

Fair enough point about the spelling of "tatto". (Stupid spell checker is suppposed to catch stuff like that.)

This exhibit did mention Japanase tattoos but went with a very tame laminated placard and some pictures. Um, don't know about an exhibit of tatoos avec the skin they were in as the hall of wooden torsos creeped me out.

Comment on Vacation: Part 2

James — Tue, 26 Jul 2011 02:32:11 GMT

[cough]"Tattoo" has two interior "T"s. [cough]

Cool stuff. I like the hushed torso hall. Which reminds me, if you really want to see creepy, check around for traveling 19th-21st century Japanese exhibits, which will sometimes contain tanned and preserved human skin suits covered in lush, traditional Japanese tattoos. That's right: skin suits.

How some of these have come about: Someone working for Japanese organized crime circles—which often denote rank/ accomplishment/ dedication with full-body tattoos—will do something stupid, enraging someone in power. To pay back the debt/ make amends for his error, that person will sell his skin, literally. The arrangement is struck that, upon the debtor's death, his skin becomes property of the syndicate.

There are legendary artists, contemporary artists of repute, and many private collections. Some pieces have made their way into public exhibits. If you can distance yourself from the grisliness of it, there's no real difference between an oil painting on a fabric canvas and a skilled tattooist's work on a meat canvas.

Problem is, those syndicates don't always wait for an age-related death to collect the artwork they're owed. Turns out that, through a number of artificial means, one can hasten the demise of another human being.

Comment on So what did I knit for Christmas...

James — Fri, 07 Jan 2011 09:00:42 GMT

Yep, that's the one: "knitting for someone with a head size of which you aren't quite sure"?

Comment on So what did I knit for Christmas...

Kurt — Fri, 07 Jan 2011 02:02:39 GMT

Oh... it's a little "hoodoo." These are usually only seen in warm places...

...like the deserts of the Southwest.

Comment on Things that go kwangangangang in the night

Sharilyn — Thu, 23 Dec 2010 20:11:39 GMT

It sounds more impressive than it may have actually been as I started knitting for Christmas in September. Have a very merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!

Comment on Things that go kwangangangang in the night

Barbara — Thu, 23 Dec 2010 18:23:12 GMT

I am totally jealous. Not of the icicle - I think I have a few of those myself. But you finished your Christmas knitting. I only managed to finish two projects.