YSaC, Vol. 853: Half rip convincer.
2010 November 17
YSaC has a bit of a history with French Provincial furniture. A long, sordid history. First there was French Prudential. Then there was French Prevential. And now? Now, all bets are off.
French Provential Nightstand
Frech Provential Dresser – $45
Wall Clock – French Provisional 24″ – $15
OVERSIZED FRENCH PROVINCHIAL COUCH WITH MAPLE COLOR LEGS
Gorgeous French Provinchial Coffee and two End Tables
Vintage French Proventional — Four Poster / Canopy Twin Bedroom set – $500
Large French proventional chest – $65
Marble-top Coffee-tables French Provential – $100
BENCH – French Provenical, Carved, Rye Two Seater – $395
Furniture”””Armwar””””” – $175
Hooray, this counts as a bonus armwar post, too!
Thanks to Raundi, William, Amanda, Slavena, Joanne, and our own Astrognash.
All of those extra quotes make the punctuation-related part of my brain cry.
In unrelated news, I am delighted to see that the GoogleAdSense ad in the upper right corner, after yesterday’s Beesmas discussion, is featuring http://www.WorldofBeekeeping.com. I love it!
It’s like the poster knew it was wrong but couldn’t bother to look it up.
Or didn’t know how to look it up.
“I know this isn’t the right spellin’, but it’s a furrin word, and I dunno how to spell it to look up the spellin’!”
That did always bother me – how do I look up something I can’t spell? But these days with Google and spellcheck it’s easier. So no excuse any more.
I think it would read much better like this…..ARMWAR!!!! ARMWAR!!!! ARMWAR!!!! ARMWAR!!!! ARMWAR!!!! ARMWAR!!!! ARMWAR!!!! ARMWAR!!!! ARMWAR!!!! ARMWAR!!!! ARMWAR!!!! ARMWAR!!!! ARMWAR!!!! ARMWAR!!!!
Sure beats those Stop signs where some crazy-kooky activist has spray painted W – A – R at the bottom of the sign.
Now if I could only find an Arm sign ‘cuz I’m already shaking the ball in my can of flat black….oh, yeah….
p.s. Thanks bunches for giving us back our doors!!!!
Amrwar, Huh!
Good God Y’all!
What is it good for?
Putting your feet on!
Edwin Starr you ain’t.
😉
What is an “amrwar”?
And before we get some coreys in here telling me that it’s the Ottoman that you put your feet on, let me tell you this!
PFFFT!
EDIT: Well crap.
Only TypoMagic could manage to misspell a misspelling.
:two thumbs up:
Way to raise the bar, TM!
[corey huff] It’s an ottum, not an Amrwar, TypoMagic! [/corey huff]
Another reminiscence: Armwar is not good for children and other living things.
@Innana: Make leglove not armwar…?
Nice MST3K feference there Inna.
*Thumbsup*
@mudsy Don’t let HamCan hear that…
@Meej: I certainly hope that Hammy can’t hear anything that I’m saying. Now reading something…that’s a different story. Should I blindfold him?
Stop mumbling and speak clearly into the
bug…I mean, nope can’t hear a darn thing.It’s like a thumbwar, only with more sweaty unwashed types with mullets and a frightening quantity of cut-price near-beer . . .
ARMWAR was escalation of the great THUMB WRESTLING WAR of 1892, finally culminating in WORLD WAR KNEE in 1905, more then 350,000 patellas were either killed or wounded.
Lend me your ears, it’s a call to arms!
I believe that the Battle of the Rotator Cuff brought with it more casualties . One somber morning, 425,000 Tendons got cut off at Shoulder Creek by a relatively small platoon of Deltoids—and immediately knew they were done for.
Thank goodness the Scapula Act of 1901 brought peace between the Tendons and the Deltoids for a brief 4 years. It was signed onsite at the Funny Bone Battleground by Generals Humerus and Austere. This conflict was definitely nothing to be laughed at.
Hammy, welcome back! You were in the box yesterday, that’s why your eye is hurting.
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I declare a thumb war!
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Who do we appreciate?
…oh wait…
EB, I am so happy I finished swallowing before reading that! 8)
I tried to find a cheer to respond to that (something along the lines of S P I T T A K E S Gooooooooo Spit-takes!), but my brain melted after looking at two pages of cheers. I need to go flip through my illustrated medical dictionary or something….
Lola, I’m getting furniture ads, but they are smart enough to just call the style French, and leave it at that. 8)
Yeah, I saw those, too. At least it’s not “Frech” or “Frensh” (which I see advertised as a type of manicure in my neighborhood).
Lola, I’ve experienced the Frensh manicure. That’s when the nail tech accidentally grabs the can of disinfectant instead of the rapid dry.
What, no pervential? I guess Hammy and Gramps won’t have a place to sit today.
Perven:
An assembly or band of 13 pervers.
It’s like Band of Brothers for Gramps, Ham, and I.
We just need ten more, perhaps an ad on Craigslist?
Do you like to memorize the purses of those who pass by the coffee shop?
Do you like shoulder knees more than anything else?
Can you hide in a bush for hours without moving?
Do you have a collection of hairbrushes that you talk to?
Do you have at least one jar full of toenail clippings?
Well then… you know what, no. Even Band of Pervers has standards. Go away silly person.
I think Bombdude definitely meets your “strict” qualifications to become a member of your Perven. I motion for his nomination!
And so vote I. All in favor?
Aye
Definitely
Bombdude has my vote, too. I’d like to be the token female member of the perven. Any chance you could waive the toenail clippings requirement?
Count me in as well! I’ve got definite “perven tendencies”….
I’ll give you belly button lint!
:raises hand:
Question – Can a jar of toes be considered toenail clippings with the toes still attached?
Ten more would make a Squad, and I could demonstrate all of my Squad Leader skills I haven’t much used since the mid 80’s . . .
Oh, and I’m old-fashioned about the TOE, so the Team Leaders will be Grenadiers–which also means you get the cooler vest, and not having to hump any MG ammo, call for “dibs” now!
The Squad of Squickiness?
The Platoon of Pervers?
I call dibs for the cool vest but, um, is it okay if I fraternize?
Well, you’ll need a note from your spouse, we presume
Wow! This is turning out much better than I initially envisioned. Great job Typo and Hammy. So far we’ve got Mudsy, Stephanae, Moira, and SaraJean signed up. I’d guess that HHNF might fit right in also. Capn, can Stephanae’s uniform be the standard for the females?
Also, congratulations Bombdude for achieving such rapid success in joining the likes of Hammy and Typo. I am truly honored to be included in such an elite
gropegroup.Well considering that Stephanae has already worn a uniform in our nation’s service, it might depend on which one.
Otherwise it turns into the sort of photo we get if we don’t check with my adjuncts and the AF utilities do not look like the Army’s and the CG does not look like us or the MC . . .
Ah, gee Capn – I was really referring to the uniform in her avatar. I have great respect for the men and women who have worn a uniform in service to the country, but thought the belly-dancing uniform would be more appropriate for the Corps de Pervy female members.
Well, yeah, got that. But, it can be tough to insist that anyone who has lived on MRE wear anything they don’t want to . . .
Stephanae shows up looking like she stepped out of a Boris Vallejo painting, I’m just handing her the M203 combo and a gimme bag of marker rounds. Oh, and making sure I go back to the rear with the gear, the better to liase with you people in close contact.
Watch: **jedi hand motions**That was not the Commander you were looking for; he is only a voice on the satcomm . . .
Little Posts,
Little awful posts,
Every one,
Like we’ve seen before.
Littls posts,
Full of little mistakes,
Trying hard to speel…
There goes sparky with his free red table,
It’s a good price that he’ll sell,
Every posting is the same,
Since he hasn’t got a brain,
And Sells French Proventional Chests.
been drinking your French Provinchial Coffee today?
Long night with the cranky one. I had a doubleshot French Povintionial espresso.
I think of him every time I see an ad for the new Tron movie.
I wonder if it’s contagious… Maybe Tron and Mini got together and said:
“Hey… Here’s an idea…. Let’s scream forever before we decide to sleep, and then wake up at random intervals while our moms and dads are sleeping and SCREAM BLOODY MURDER.”
“That sounds great!”*
*Translated from jibberdyjabberwocky
Hey,hey, hey!!! I’m in the magic box!
Of course you are. You’re the best.
Foil, you missed the perfect opportunity to use a pun and mention “breast” at the same time.
Have you learned* nothing from us!
*A relative term.
Hehe, boobies.
*Runs away*
I thought it was shoulders-knees?
Geez…I can’t keep up with you guys. One thing is for sure, it always makes its way back to bewbies.
Ah, Typo, there is another image of Myself from Turkey with about 25 shoulder-knees on My Body. I started to use it for an avatar, but thought it would make some minds explode. Maybe some day.
If it’s breasts they want, I suggest perhaps the goddess Artemis from Ephesus. She’s got plenty to go around. Talk about some ‘splodin!
😉
25 shoulder-knees? How’d you manage that one?
Trying, just this once, for the multi-knee avatar.
Just looks like a fancy shirt to me at that size.
Why 25? Aren’t shoulder-knees always paired?
Wow, that is quite mammarific.
Looks like they would start losing some of their allure once it looks like you are just wearing a very odd bobble-knit sweater.
Nice one Innana! Looks like Artemis could use a Hanes Her Way in Just Her Size.
C-cup C-cup C-cup C-cup C-cup C-cup C-cup C-cup C-cup C-cup C-cup C-cup C-cup C-cup C-cup
C-cup C-cup C-cup C-cup C-cup C-cup C-cup C-cup C-cup C-cup C-cup C-cup C-cup C-cup C-cup C-cup C-cup C-cup C-cup C-cup C-cup
*looks like I’ve got the c-cups*
Yeah, quit being stingy and let us have a look at the other half!
They should use that super-secret gene splicing technology to make a chicken with 25 shoulder-knees.
That would be one funny looking bird.
Just think what a pain the annual mammogram would be….
Ouch. It would take like four days to get through them all and you probably would have cancer from all the X-rays by the end of it.
You are asking “why” about Sumerian deities?
That’s like asking Zuhl why the 3rd form of the Destructor was a Torgh
Yes, I am asking “why”…
The answer may be as simple as “that’s when this artist got bored with bewbs” or it may be along the lines of “25 is a magic number relating to this and that and such and so” or it may be “well, she had 26 but lost one in the myth where…”
See, the answer has the *potential* to be somewhat fascinating.
Or the Sumerians simply kinda sucked at anatomy.
Innana, you are the bees’ shoulder-knees!
May (no) bees be upon them.
That last one is my fav….looks like the poster is describing a sammich, French provenical on carved rye. Yummy.
Now I want lunch from Au Bon Pain
I’m waiting on the ones that are provençal.
Today is Italian Day…… somewhere.
LL, it probably ruins the joke if you have to explain it, but I don’t get it. What does provençal have to do with Italy?
Absolutely… nothing.
Apparently, I was hungry and since there was leftover spaghetti in the fridge, I was planning on having that for breakfast. Somewhere between France and Italy, my brain disconnected and the belly took over.
… cold spaghetti… yum!
Sorry about the confusion. Guess it’s time for another drug checkup.
Well, it could be Niçoise “funriture” but one supposes it would need olive to go with the rye . . .
If the wall clock really serves French provisions, I’ll take two. One for home and one for office. You never know when you might need some Brie and a little grainy mustard.
I also like that the “coffee-tables” are “French Provential,” but the bench – IN THE SAME AD – is “French Provenical.” Like, from French Provenica. Whereas the tables made of coffee are from an entirely different place, French Provent.
Oops, I made practically the same joke the last time we discussed French provisional. Apparently I have a limited repertoire, or at least a fondness for Brie.
A fondness for Brie is understandable. Even an inordinate fondness, such as I have.
Can such a fondness even be considered “inordinate”? I would argue that it could not.
How would it rate on the Y-BOCS?
While Brie is good, it’s only a double-cream; for serious divine one wants a triple-cream, almost as soft as butter, too.
Aside, y’know French Army provisions include vin ordinare–largely held to be quite awful stuff fit only as a cleaning solvent by our Gaulic frères d’armes; but better than non vin at all.
Cappy, when it comes to cheese, it’s all divine. There are days when I want nothing fancier than a good hunk of sharp cheddar, some sourdough bread and a beer; other days, a fondue with a variety of dippers; then again, a quesadilla with a smear of guac and sour cream; a super-smelly roquefort with mead; blue cheese, crumbled into field greens with pralined pecans and dried cranberries; goat cheese, blended with paprika and anchovy on crackers; quiches with chicken and chili, or mushroom and onion, or … apples…
If I had to give up either cheese or chocolate, I’m not sure which I would choose.
Edited to add… CHEESECAKE!
Stop, Maura! You’re torturing me!
All of that sounds *amazing*.
In my house, having no cheese is considered a tragedy and emergency situation to be rectified at the nearest opportunity.
I’d like a nice slice of the Gorgeous French Provinchial Coffee, please. That sounds really good this morning.
Waitaminit – in that second ad – “Frech”?
Is that like “fresh dresser,” as in the dresser’s not at all spoiled, or like “lech dresser” as in the sort of person you might not want to have helping you put on clothes?
Don’t get frech with me, young dresser.
Frech is the noise my cat makes when he has a furball.
Ok, French + Lech, or Frech, just conjoured up a skeevy mime with boundary and contact issues . . .
And may become my term-of-art for TSA “search technicians” . . .
OT
I LOL’d
http://www.bannerjapan.com/quantitative-easing-explained/
Oh BTW. Congrats on making the box yesterday, Hammy. I hope you have a note from your doctor explaining why you were absent.
*thumb punchity punch*
Dear YSaC,
Hammy was sick yesterday, as that is nothing new I have given him a whole pad of undated excuse forms for him to fill in as necessary.
Signed,
Dr. Kevorkian
Funny, I was expecting something from Dr. Phil.
*I’d pay particular attention to the “expiration” date on those excuse forms you got from Dr. K.*
Well, originally I had excuses from Jerry Springer but no one took them seriously…
That’s because he kept signing them J.S. and it looked like “Jesus”…
Same thing…
It’s all so crystal clear as to why no one took them seriously now.
*handing Hammy a white jacket with long sleeves and sparkly buckles*
“Here, slip this on.”
Thanks but I don’t think I can wear two…
Then I’ll get you the pants to go with it.
😉
I might need help with the zipper…
You might regret mentioning that….. hehe….
The Unofficial YSaC Song
(With apologies to George Gershwin)
Things have come to a petty pass
Your spelling is growing flat
For you type tihs and teh ohter
While I type it this and that
Goodness knows where the dictionary is
Oh, I do know where it’s at
It looks as if you’ll never find one
So snarking must be done:
You say prudential, and I say provincial
You say hexagon and I say octagon
Prudential, provincial
Hexagon, octagon
You just suck at Craigslist!
You say it’s armwar, and I say it’s armoire
You say weal barro, and I say wheelbarrow
Armwar, armoire
Weal barro, wheelbarrow
You just suck at Craigslist!
But oh, if you suck at Craigslist, then we must snark
And oh, how we love to snark, it just might break your heart
So if you’ve got a three-sided rectangle table
An dresser of Chester’s, a ball of sorrond wrap
For we know you need some glasses
‘Cos it makes you suck at Craigslist
Boy, you suck at Craigslist!
If you’ve got a lion that’s really a tiger
Then we’ll make a meme saying it’s not.a.lion
Lions and tigers
And free bees, oh, my!
You just suck at Craigslist!
Bea Arthur’s standee or cardboard Mike Jacksons
You’ve got one for $50, or three for $200
Bea Arthur, Mike Jackson
For $50, $200
You just suck at Craigslist!
But oh, if you suck at Craigslist, then we must snark
And oh, how we love to snark, it just might break your heart
So pray to the Llama-Nun (bees be upon her)
That you have the sense to take sensible pictures
For we know you need some glasses
‘Cos they’re blurry half-lit obscurity
Boy, you suck at Craigslist!
You’ve got some free bricks, just come in and take ’em
Some yard work our kids would just love to partake in
A free truck for $50
These chikens are nifty
You just suck at Craigslist!
Roofer, roofer, roofer, roofer
Roofer, roofer, roofer, roofer
Roofer! Roofer!
Roofer! Roofer!
You just suck at Craigslist!
You fixee de bikesss and you rent pigs for pig roasts
You’re two tents, you need to relax, shoot some old boats
For we know you need some glasses
‘Cos it makes you suck at Craigslist!
Man, you suck at Craigslist!
Many doors for the faux Gershwin.
Bravo
This is the time we really should be glad we have an adore button!!
I thought that said George Carlin and was like, what?…the?…..
*wiping off the screen*
Many doors are heading your way, Frighteningly-Happy-Puppy.
And mudsy…your *wiping off the screen* is contagious.
I thought ‘George Carlin’ also and immediately thought of his famous bit on “The 7 words you can spell correctly on CL”. I believe they are “I”, “a”, “MfW”, “free”, “OBO” and… umm… maybe there aren’t two more.
Many many doors.
Well done.
@Mindfield – I’m trying to give you a door but the counter is stuck on 24 with no +!!! So from me five trilliion gazillioon doors …. we are not worthy
The final post offers both Provential and Provenical, both lesser-known furniture designs by a company that tried to make a name for itself in the knockoff market. Provential was released during the third quarter of the last fiscal year of the company known as Frenchique Furniture, whose motto was “we kinda look like the good stuff.” Provenical was only available for the last two weeks of the fourth quarter. It was such a dismal failure that it resulted in the collapse of Frenchique. Provential did poorly because it was the first emergence of particle board techn0logy, making it less convincing as a knockoff. In cost-cutting efforts, Frenchique changed to a cheaper glue that didn’t hold the particle together; thus leading to the collapse of several nearly-noble customers’ furniture, and therefore, the company.
+kabillion doors for “Frenchique.” I think some of those people-with-more-money-than-taste on those “housewives” shows shop there.
And here I thought Frenchique was some sort of explosive that only blows up French things.
That’s about what I was thinking with that one, too :-p
…Or maybe it’s an explosive that decides not to blow up, and rolls away instead?
I wish.
Conversely, it may also be a French product that blows things up … although, based on France’s experience in the last two world wars, it probably just surrenders to them instead. (Note: I actually like French people, it’s a joke.)
Edit: EB, we appear to be thinking along the same Maginot Line here.
Or:
*pause to wave goodbye to the line*
Considering that “French” is a euphemism for a type of sexual contact, perhaps Frenchique blows … but not up.
*puts self in corner*
I thought you wrote “Maggot Line”
*wipes monitor AGAIN*
Mudsy, you might want to try something like RainX on the monitor…
YSaC Starter Kit*:
Coffee Slice kit with recipe
Typing mugs
Monitor RainX
Library-style plastic keyboard cover
Sticky notes reminding you to not drink and comment
MP3 player preloaded with obscure and/or older music
LionNot.A.Lion t-shirt*Computer, internet connection, and snarkiness not included
Thank you EB! I just hope Homeland Security doesn’t get a gander at my “shopping” list.
Explosive Frenchique is a highly volitile, but low-order detonation compound. It’s highly unstable, especially without its beret. It can detonate at the least obvious initiations, but the detonation is largely garlic fumes and Galoise smoke. However, the effects of that detonation may be long lasting, fueled by many tiny cups of coffee and large quantities or Pernod, with a great deal of gesticulation and rhetoric, only interrupted if the riots in the lower quarters spill out into fashionable districs and Renault are set afire.
It is a non-malleable (but potentially groping) compound of considerable tare weight which is often hydrophobic despite having a Specific Gravity greater than one. It needs no booster for detonation, but accelerants and multiple primers may be required for willful detonation on demand.
Material Safety: Is Caustic; and Flamable; and can cause illness and contagion–especially if the free brandy was of a low quality.
You forgot about the inhalation hazards :-p
I prefer to call it Freedomique.
If we don’t…then the terrorists have won!
Dang it, I knew I should have pulled the MSDS instead to trying to wing it from memory.
Just don’t mention any MREs….I haven’t eaten dinner yet and I don’t want to spoil my appetite.
perhaps Frenchique blows … but not up.
Sideways??
That’s hard to swallow.
@ Muddy …Being British I’d pay gazilliooons of doubloons for something that only blew up the French. *Down Hammy … not in THAT way!*
I think the entire string of ads is the work of one drunken couple during a long weekend of soul-searching and furniture downsizing.
“Mabel! How do you spell “french”?
“French? Heck, that’s easy Earl, I thought you might have trouble spelling Provencial…erm..Prevent-y’all…uh…proventiol…or…whatever the hell this stuff is.”
“Hell, woman, I ain’t stupid ya know. I can spell some things.”
Earl proceeds to whack away at the keyboard with his patented TypoMagic Mugs until he’s finished with the last of the ads. Hitting the submit button with a flourish he yells over his shoulder….
“Mabel! Reckon we shoulda told folks where all this fancy French furniture come from?”
“Nah, Earl, let ’em think they’re getting somethin’ reeaaaaaall special.”
“Uh, Mabel, where did we get all this stuff anyways?”
“IKEA was havin’ a sale, Earl.”
Dear Sir,
I am interested in your French dresser, as I am making a salad. Please contact me before lunch.
I always found French dressers to be too heavy, but I guess that depends on the salad. I tend to favor a nice raspberry vineagr8te.
I favor a nice Balsa-wood Vinnie-regret.
It’s very light and perfect for the times when you’re not that into Italian.
Yah know, my cousin really likes that vinnie-regret. Says it blends, whatever that means.
I like a nice ranch when I get a house salad, but the last time they messed up my order and brought me a split-level with avacado shag carpeting and a sunken conversation pit. Talk about tasteless.
Ooooh…..that must have been the Brady Bunch Salad with a side order of Sexual Tension that you ordered. Was it plated on orange melamine?
Yep, with a tall frosty glass of Tang on the side.
Did you say, “Thanks, Alice”…?
I’d be torn between ordering that and the U.S.S. Enterprise Special—a bunch of nuts on top of a stellar salad and served on a metal plate. Only problem with that one is that the plate, every once in a while, shifts violently to the left and then to the right and then back again; knocking all the nuts to the floor.
*”I cunna maik it stop, Captain!”*
Chris Pine-nuts?
(MMmmmm, Chris Pine…)
No, Pine Sol-nuts.
*minty*
[Mini sent me a text message that he wanted me to pass along*:]
Hghfhjzimjmdjmdjmd
[*This is a true story. I got this text message from the phone of my friend who watches him during the day, and I transcribed it for you.]
(Also, this is not the first time I’ve gotten a text message from Mini… Once, he even opened the messaging folder and texted me all by himself.)
Thanks for the heads up. If we suddenly get bombed by Iran, I think we’ll know whom to investigate.
*MiniEB says, “oopsy!”*
🙂
This would all be more impressive if mini-EB weren’t 27.
Hehe….
Tell me he’s living in the basement and I’ve got an idea for a reality show on TLC….
ROFL Bianchi
What Tanker said!!
*wipes tears*
Bwa-ha! That would actually be really impressive–I’ve never heard of anyone that gave birth to someone older than they are :-p
Yes, I’ve never heard of that either.
Neener neener :-p
We’ll forward it to TypoMagic.
*hmmm…all those letters and only ONE vowel*
8)
V w ls c st m r . V nn nd P t s d s .
SJ, have you been disemvoweled?
*kick me cause I just read that as “Vowels cost more. Vanna and Pat said so.”*
But that couldn’t be right!
Oh my gosh, Mudsy, I think you’ve got it…
…That was scary…
I think I’m going crazy. Before you know it, I’ll be bringing in absentee excuses signed by Jerry Springer—aka Jesus.
Wow, that was right. Good job, mudsy!
They should be bringing you your very own special white coat any second now. It’s like a hug you can wear!
I hope it’s made by the Snuggies people. I’d like mine in Not.A.Lion print.
I love EB’s posts. Always so thought-provoking.
I like to think of them more as eye-poking. I usually put on my sunglasses right before I decide to read them.
8)
@Lola and others – I’m getting an advert for Adrian Flux – and quite frankly I do not want to ‘click here for Adrian Flux’. Why do I keep thinking its something suggestive and rude?
However he could be the lead singer Adrian Flux and the French Pervertionals has a classy ring to it (Discuss)
tigprincess: “I’m totally going to the 40 Watt tonight – Adrian Flux and the French Pervertionals are in town!”
I think they do intentionally-bad/ironic pop in Franglais and have some other kind of performance-art component, which probably features nudity in some way.
Or possibly: Adrian Flux is the brother to Aeon Flux.
*Handing tig and Lola some Tums for their Adrian Flux*
What about a Flux Capacitor?
I’m getting an ad for faux-French furniture. I thought the ads were usually a day behind the content.
I’m getting the same, but for yesterday’s ad I’m still getting the Kiva and Solar Energy stuffs.
Yesterday, the comments were all over the topic landscape. Today, the repeated words in the original post (and related comments) are still keeping Google AdSense from getting confused by our normal tangential subjects. Once we do manage to confuse it, it will again throw up its virtual hands in disgust and say, “Fine, Kiva it is. I have *no*clue* what you lot are interested in.”
I find it oddly satisfying that we can manage to so consistently confuzzle Google.
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That should fix it!
I’m still getting ads related to Whiney Poo….
I’m getting these seriously disturbing ads for a “Woombie”…have no idea it’s function, but it appears to be a device for binding a small child and preventing it from moving about.
*shudder*
At least it’s not ads for a woomba.
Um, that would be duct tape….
So much cheaper.
What? *blink*
Let’s see if I can successfully make Google go, “I’m going back to the 4chan forums and the cheezburger comments. You people are [guano] insane!”
MUFFIN MUFFINS OF THE SWEATER SWEATER MUFFINS SWEATER HAMS SHOULDER KNEES BEWBIES BLUE FOOTED YELLOW RASCAL STREAM OF CONSCIOUSNESS BABBLING BROOK WANTS TO PLAY BARITONE AND SO DOES NASJERE AND I CAN’T BELIEVE THAT’S PRONOUNCED OH I SHOULDN’T TYPE IT PEOPLE MIGHT READ IT WRONG AND GET FUNNY IDEAS OF PEARLY WISDOM PEARS PEARS SPAM SPAM SPAM IN A CAN CAT IN A HAT IN A SOMBRERO IN A MEXICAN FILET OF LACAWATES VALTRUS-SUKA.
If Google can display something relevant to that, then I quit.
I have some place called “the Foundary” selling apparently cheesy wrought iron-ish furniture. Clearly this is a targeted ad, because who but YSaC can fully appreciate the Sparkyesque speeling of the store name?
They forgot the “i” after that “a”.
“Look ma, we found out where all the cows keep hanging out!”
Now I’m alternating between NexTag’s furniture, and holiday related ads (Swarovski crystal stuff as Christmas gifts [yes please!] and something about cooking turkey)…
I am somewhat ashamed to say that I don’t …get… what is supposed to be so special about Swarovski.
They are crystal, yes? Which means glass with a high lead content… with a brand name.
‘Splain please?
I think it’s pretty much the “ooh, shiny” factor.
What the Russian said when he went on the wagon…
[bead corey]Swarovski is supposed to be cut more precisely than other, cheaper, crystal so it is shinier. In many cases (we’re talking beads here), that’s actually true. I usually mock people who care about name brands, but in this case Swarovski actually is better than knock-offs.[/bead corey]
Ok.
I shall probably still giggle about silica, lead and pigment but it makes more sense, now. Then again, it took me many years to understand the attraction of hard, unpigmented carbon… and then I saw the stone in my sister’s engagement ring and said, “so THAT is what the fuss is about.”
Tankerbell: YES. I have probably a couple hundred dollars of Swarovski beads in my beading box that I’ve collected over the years, and in the various pieces of jewelry I’ve made. I’m usually not name-brander, wither, but in this cake, knock-offs just don’t shine nearly as brightly.[/bead matt]
I would worry about the choking factor.
*wither or knot*
OT, but Yay me!
Now I can slack off.
*lighting a Yeasterday votive candle in anticipation of NaNoRhiNo month coming to an end*
Good job sj!
:sniff-sniff:
Mmmmm … Pumpernickel.
‘Tis the smells of the season….
Pumpernickel isn’t a seasoning, though it does have a distinct smell… I would call cinnamon or allspice more of a smell of the season 😀
Yeah, SJ!! Good luck or bees be upon you or merry mithras or happy festivus or whatever it is that one should bestow upon a person completing that nanoo-nanoo thingy.
Great job!
Nicely done, SJ!
On another note, I saw “municipal liaisons” on the NaNoWriMo menu and read “municipal lesbians”. Hmmm.
Good job!
Next question, of course, is show much of it makes sense?
: )
That, dear Sparkies (Sparkii?), is the sound of your spellcheckers dying. RIP. They put up a good fight.
They never advertised the size of these French Provinchial things. I must have unusual sizes or they’ll never fit in the Cave of Despair.
One of these days, I will forget that it is actually French Provincial.*
*(It is, isn’t it? Or have I lost it already?)
I’m pretty sure it’s provi…..din…..erv….ici…..nal. Yes. That’s it.
Pe-cil-vent-face-cial
I think…
*Sends self to corner*
Help! Where’s the YSaC Wiki? I thought there was a link in the fora! A good place for it would be in the FAQ page. 8)
http://ysaclopedia.wikispaces.com/
10Q!
Nice subtle hint, Windrose. 😉
Cap ‘n, you get a door for mentioning Boris Vallejo, whose art I was inexplicably thinking about earlier.
Hooray for comment roulette!
Ah Moira, I respectfully disagree. The plastic wrapped bricks of questionable dairy content, usually labeled Kraft or branded with the moniker of the supermarket, are not divine. Anything with a distinct rind, on the other hand, is the reason cows were created.
I also believe they are not cheese.
In fact, I seem to recall that a large number of them are actually “processed cheesefood.” It’s been a long, long time since I bought those to melt and mix with picante sauce, though.
There’s a chicken place near my house that does cheese-covered fries. Some years back, they switched from actual cheese to orange “nacho” goo. After being subjected to that once, I made it a point to go in periodically, ask if they were using real cheese again yet, and walk out if they weren’t. I have no idea if my tactic actually made a difference but they did eventually swich back.
I’m thinking you weren’t the only one protesting the melted orange plastic (well? what else can one call it?).
Years ago while working in a grocery store I discovered the product called “processed cheese food.” I always felt that this wording seemed to imply that it was something one fed to cheese, which kind of scared me …
Innana, oh great Mother Goddess, here’s a very respectful Punchity Punch Punch!
G’Night, Provence!
Alas, hidden amongst so many of his fine qualities, Mr. Eyebrows loves Velveeta. Gah!
Edit: Should have been ^ there under the processed cheese discussion.
I forgot the correct spelling now! ^^;