Thursday, September 22, 2005
Response to comments made thus far for recent columns:
Joel H stated "Well, considering I really like the Buffalo Bills, and I have already slammed a Summit Oktoberfest, know nothing of football (that is the oblong ball that's brown right?)I have to disagree with you. The fact is, it is Dallas and I have never liked them. More to the point, I just wanted you to know I was reading this and think you should continue writing. Book someday? I need another beer...."
After this past week of picks Joel, alot could be said that I know nothing of football, either. That said, i think finally understand your beer hobby. Since you claim to be a Bills fan though not completely sure of your own football knowledge, you must at least know that they don't have a great history of Winning Super Bowl games. That would cause any fan to drink heartily. Add to this knowledge the fact of Buffalo's other main export : Buffalo wings. Which goes perfectly with a good beer. It's amazing how much I still learn about you after all this time. Do me a favor and knock back one of those oat-beer things we had last time...you know the one so dark and thick, I thought it was Star Jones?
Oh, I KNOW he didn't just say that...oh HELL no!
Now, most people are goping to read this and think that I'm mocking it, but I'm not in anyway. It was a fantastic beer, and I nearly squealed in delight at the sight of it glopping into the glass, as though it were mud or sludge of some kind. I had halfway hoped I would get to chew my beer. Why was I excited at an idea that makes other reel back in revulsion? Same reason some people see Courney Love and think she's anything more than a talentless skank... there aren't rules to this thing called life, ya know. Just a few commonly held beliefs we all cling to and hope others follow our example.
(Reading the mind of the man in the background...Damn! That sh*t is whack!
There aren't rules to this thing called life, ya know. Just a few commonly held beliefs we all cling to and hope others follow our example.
If you don't have it handy though, Joel, throw down one of those Chocolate beers, or whatever else you have in the house, I suppose. I'll grab a Pyramid if I can find one,a nd toast you about 9pm your time. And if you do the same, why, it will almost be like we're drinking together. Just don't do anything around 12:30am your time, cause that'd just be awkward and uncomfortable.
I am glad to see that you are still reading it though...I was resigned in my own noggin that you wouldn't, and all of this was passing you by on it's way to Milwaukee, Chicago, Ann Arbor, Detroit, and all stops beyond. I don't pretend that it means much to anyone beyond those that know me...and even to those that do, I am sure they'd remove parts that frankly bore them to tears. (I have known to get windy on such matters.) because of that, there are no plns for a book. The only reason that I have this is that I am free to publish what I want, because its free! You get what you pay for. I also have a worrysome thought that I have become some sort of blog version of "Penhouse"....sure there's articles and stuff, but noone every ReALLY buys it for the articles. it may get perused during rest breaks, but the articles are fluff, a nd he pictures is where it makes it's money. If that is true...don't tell me. I can't bear the thought of all the time I have put into this for it to be ignored in favor of the eye candy.
As such, there are no current plans for a book. You flatter me to suggest it, and I thank you for thinking so much of my meager talents. But what skill I have in writing would quickly be dismissed, I think, in the literary world. How much of a following would I have if people didn't know me? Who would publish me? It is one thing to write a blog; quite another to think of yourself as a competant writer capable of a book.
That said, there was talk at one time of a compilaion effort between I and another artist. They were to provide me pictures, and I was to set the words to the pictures. The other artist and I have since gone in different directions, and the idea set aside for now. This idea still intruiges me, and should it develop in time, I will assuredly let you know. In the meantime, I will work on honing my craft, and do what I can to strengthen my abilites so that when the time DOES come, I will be ready.
To pass the time, feel free to stop by anytime to take a look around and comment whenever the mood strikes you.
Other comments have been made recently as well...
"Who doth bash my beloved Cowboys???? IS that JOELLE??? The mighty, mighty Hollander lady????
Ok, that was me.....Joelle.....
# posted by Elissa : 7:08 PM"
It wasn't Joelle, E. It was the Washington Football team located in Washington DC that bashed your Cowboys. But you get credit to owning up to the original statement, so I'll go easy on you. You have to admit, however, that your Cowboys hardly reminded anyone of the halcyon days of Troy Aikman on Monday...
Courtesy Brooks Ayola....great camera work can be found here...
(No no no..you don't even have to say it. You're welcome, E.)
The Joelle thing though...taht's ust mean and funny at the same time. We need ot know if Joel has bothered to share that with his current co-workers.
BTW, Mr H., you may find new co-workers there at your new company. You may find better, more intelligent co-workers htere. they may develop into a stronger kinship than what we have. (And so help me, if that happens, I'll set you atop Mt Hood to die on your own...) BUt you new company won't have me. And I dont even know if that is supposed to make you sad, or jealous, or angry or what, because I'm that messed up and missing all of you.
Ok, that's being weepy. Grow some hair on your chest, dammit! Quit crying into your keybard, and finish this damn update!
I cant! I need a nap. And a hug. And this ashtray. I don't need anything else. And this paddle game. Just a nap, and a hug and the ashtray, and a paddle ball game. That's all I need. And this remote. The nap, the hug, the ashtray, a paddle ball game, and the remote control. And a bl--
Just go to bed, for crying out loud.
OK.
Joel H stated "Well, considering I really like the Buffalo Bills, and I have already slammed a Summit Oktoberfest, know nothing of football (that is the oblong ball that's brown right?)I have to disagree with you. The fact is, it is Dallas and I have never liked them. More to the point, I just wanted you to know I was reading this and think you should continue writing. Book someday? I need another beer...."
After this past week of picks Joel, alot could be said that I know nothing of football, either. That said, i think finally understand your beer hobby. Since you claim to be a Bills fan though not completely sure of your own football knowledge, you must at least know that they don't have a great history of Winning Super Bowl games. That would cause any fan to drink heartily. Add to this knowledge the fact of Buffalo's other main export : Buffalo wings. Which goes perfectly with a good beer. It's amazing how much I still learn about you after all this time. Do me a favor and knock back one of those oat-beer things we had last time...you know the one so dark and thick, I thought it was Star Jones?
Oh, I KNOW he didn't just say that...oh HELL no!
Now, most people are goping to read this and think that I'm mocking it, but I'm not in anyway. It was a fantastic beer, and I nearly squealed in delight at the sight of it glopping into the glass, as though it were mud or sludge of some kind. I had halfway hoped I would get to chew my beer. Why was I excited at an idea that makes other reel back in revulsion? Same reason some people see Courney Love and think she's anything more than a talentless skank... there aren't rules to this thing called life, ya know. Just a few commonly held beliefs we all cling to and hope others follow our example.
(Reading the mind of the man in the background...Damn! That sh*t is whack!
There aren't rules to this thing called life, ya know. Just a few commonly held beliefs we all cling to and hope others follow our example.
If you don't have it handy though, Joel, throw down one of those Chocolate beers, or whatever else you have in the house, I suppose. I'll grab a Pyramid if I can find one,a nd toast you about 9pm your time. And if you do the same, why, it will almost be like we're drinking together. Just don't do anything around 12:30am your time, cause that'd just be awkward and uncomfortable.
I am glad to see that you are still reading it though...I was resigned in my own noggin that you wouldn't, and all of this was passing you by on it's way to Milwaukee, Chicago, Ann Arbor, Detroit, and all stops beyond. I don't pretend that it means much to anyone beyond those that know me...and even to those that do, I am sure they'd remove parts that frankly bore them to tears. (I have known to get windy on such matters.) because of that, there are no plns for a book. The only reason that I have this is that I am free to publish what I want, because its free! You get what you pay for. I also have a worrysome thought that I have become some sort of blog version of "Penhouse"....sure there's articles and stuff, but noone every ReALLY buys it for the articles. it may get perused during rest breaks, but the articles are fluff, a nd he pictures is where it makes it's money. If that is true...don't tell me. I can't bear the thought of all the time I have put into this for it to be ignored in favor of the eye candy.
As such, there are no current plans for a book. You flatter me to suggest it, and I thank you for thinking so much of my meager talents. But what skill I have in writing would quickly be dismissed, I think, in the literary world. How much of a following would I have if people didn't know me? Who would publish me? It is one thing to write a blog; quite another to think of yourself as a competant writer capable of a book.
That said, there was talk at one time of a compilaion effort between I and another artist. They were to provide me pictures, and I was to set the words to the pictures. The other artist and I have since gone in different directions, and the idea set aside for now. This idea still intruiges me, and should it develop in time, I will assuredly let you know. In the meantime, I will work on honing my craft, and do what I can to strengthen my abilites so that when the time DOES come, I will be ready.
To pass the time, feel free to stop by anytime to take a look around and comment whenever the mood strikes you.
Other comments have been made recently as well...
"Who doth bash my beloved Cowboys???? IS that JOELLE??? The mighty, mighty Hollander lady????
Ok, that was me.....Joelle.....
# posted by Elissa : 7:08 PM"
It wasn't Joelle, E. It was the Washington Football team located in Washington DC that bashed your Cowboys. But you get credit to owning up to the original statement, so I'll go easy on you. You have to admit, however, that your Cowboys hardly reminded anyone of the halcyon days of Troy Aikman on Monday...
Courtesy Brooks Ayola....great camera work can be found here...
(No no no..you don't even have to say it. You're welcome, E.)
The Joelle thing though...taht's ust mean and funny at the same time. We need ot know if Joel has bothered to share that with his current co-workers.
BTW, Mr H., you may find new co-workers there at your new company. You may find better, more intelligent co-workers htere. they may develop into a stronger kinship than what we have. (And so help me, if that happens, I'll set you atop Mt Hood to die on your own...) BUt you new company won't have me. And I dont even know if that is supposed to make you sad, or jealous, or angry or what, because I'm that messed up and missing all of you.
Ok, that's being weepy. Grow some hair on your chest, dammit! Quit crying into your keybard, and finish this damn update!
I cant! I need a nap. And a hug. And this ashtray. I don't need anything else. And this paddle game. Just a nap, and a hug and the ashtray, and a paddle ball game. That's all I need. And this remote. The nap, the hug, the ashtray, a paddle ball game, and the remote control. And a bl--
Just go to bed, for crying out loud.
OK.
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And guess what folks, THIS SITE ISN'T BLOCKED AT WORK! Lucky for me. Nice to see that I am now in print. Well, at least here. And I do enjoy reading your writing. So now I can pass the free time at work and know that I am still loved.
Joel
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