Barking Mad To Run
The "Penguin" daily threads were originally conceived to emphasize that all members of the community have a place on the boards. Encouragement, motivation, a little love nip (you will love one, give it a try!) or even a little kick in the pants when needed -- it can happen here. Basically, we celebrate just getting out there and moving our tails! What is "slow"? "Slow" is a perception but one of the common benchmarks is the 10:00/mi pace; but there's no firm line. In fact, there are many of us that have slipped past this, and just hope that no one notices and revokes their "igloo privileges." It can be confusing for the forum newbies, but we're not one of the teams in any of the fine games. It's a totally open group, so stop lurking, post an introduction of yourself dive in and join the fun! No application necessary! There might even be a lovely picture for Scotty (we love pics!)
"Do what you can, with what you have, where you are." Theodore Roosevelt
I think the proper protocol when creating a duplicate dailies thread is to change this thread to some silly poll.
Like:
Do you like grits?
Damaris
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How could it take you five minutes to cook your grits when it takes the entire grit-eating world 20 minutes?
Um... I'm a fast cook, I guess.
What? I'm sorry I was over there. Did you just say you were a fast cook? Are we to believe that boiling water soaks into a grit faster in your kitchen than any place on the face of the earth?
I don't know.
Perhaps the laws of physics cease to exist on your stove. Were these magic grits? Did you buy them from the same guy who sold Jack his beanstalk beans?
How could it take you five minutes to cook your grits when it takes the entire grit-eating world 20 minutes? Um... I'm a fast cook, I guess. What? I'm sorry I was over there. Did you just say you were a fast cook? Are we to believe that boiling water soaks into a grit faster in your kitchen than any place on the face of the earth? I don't know. Perhaps the laws of physics cease to exist on your stove. Were these magic grits? Did you buy them from the same guy who sold Jack his beanstalk beans?
Are you sure?
Like: Do you like grits?
I have never tried grits. What's the best state to have some good grits?
What's the best state to have some good grits?
Drunkenness.
Along with eggs, toast and coffee grits will fix 'ya right up.
Singer who runs a smidge
Drunkenness. Along with eggs, toast and coffee grits will fix 'ya right up.
Wishing for a like button!!
When it's all said and done, no one remembers how far we have run. The only thing that matters is how we have loved.
I don't have enough tech know-how to know how to do that...
Says the guy who can load 19 million pics. lol
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Traci
Return To Racing
My favorite part:
A screen! It's a screen. And what are these really big things that are right in the middle of your view of the Sac-o-Suds and your kitchen window, what do we call these big things?
Ernie Crane: Trees?
Vinny Gambini: Trees, that's right, don't be afraid just shout 'em right out when you know 'em. And what are these thousands of little things that are on trees?
Ernie Crane: Leaves.
Vinny Gambini: And these big bushy things between the trees.
Ernie Crane: Bushes.
Ernie Crane: Bushes. So, Mr. Crane, you can positively identify the defendants, for a moment of 2 seconds, looking through this dirty window, this crud covered screen, all of these trees, with all of these leaves on them, and I don't know how many bushes.
Ernie Crane: Looks like five.
Vinny Gambini: Uh, uh, uh, don't forget, this one and this one.
Ernie Crane: Seven bushes!
Vinny Gambini: Seven bushes. So, what do you think? Isn't possible you just saw two guys in a green convertable and not necessarily these two particular guys?
Ernie Crane: I suppose.
Vinny Gambini: I'm finished with this guy.