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  1. There's a scene in The General where Keaton wants to spy on some people through a window, and he runs up to it and hits the ground and somehow slithers up the wall vertically. I've watched it over and over again, and still don't know how he did it. The General also figures into a lifetime highlight of mine--the first time I saw it was at the Cathedral of St. John the Divine in New York City, with accompaniment on the organ in there. It was magical. I've always been solidly Team Keaton, and was once talking to my mother about how I just didn't get the appeal of Charlie Chaplin, and she basically said it might be hard to understand unless you lived through it, and experienced how much he meant to people. So I approached his movies with a more open mind, and have to say that I do love City Lights and The Gold Rush. Still awaiting a turnaround on Harold Lloyd. I swear, that chase scene in the Volkswagen through the streets of San Francisco is just as accomplished as the more famous one in Bullitt. A lot funnier, too. I posted this a couple of years ago, and I'll repeat it now, since Our Vines Have Tender Grapes is showing on Thursday night, and I think it would be a very nice way to spend a couple of hours as our world crashes down upon us:
  2. I grew in a very non-mechanical family--cars were always taken to someone to fix. But Mr. Outlier had a proper upbringing, can fix anything, and does all the work on our cars and motorhome. He showed me what to do at home, and while still there, I loosened the cables a little and tightened them back up, to make sure nothing was stuck. And I took that wrench with me to Costco. And yes, nobody offered to help. I'd like to think that I was exuding such confidence that people didn't want to run the risk of insulting me, but I really do think it has more to do with women becoming invisible at a certain point. When I took the old battery right back in to get the core charge refunded, I told the kid, "I changed it myself in the parking lot!" He just looked at me. That same trip, I bought one of those mattress in a box things. In the store, I managed to get that monster onto one of those flatbed carts with nobody offering to even keep the cart from rolling as I tried to get the mattress onto it. I eventually lodged it up against the end of a shelving unit and pushed the mattress over there. And I wrestled it into the back of my car by myself. As I finished, a lady walked by and offered to take my cart to the corral, but I was going to need it to take the old battery back to the store. After that, it was my completely unmolested battery time. It's funny because I'm always the first person to offer to help. I'm the one, in a full restaurant (back in the day, of course), who will notice someone in a wheelchair trying to use the door and jump up and get it. I like doing shit like that. Actually, now that I think about it, Mr. Outlier's and my second date was to play pool. I got there before him, and there was a guy in the parking lot who needed his battery jumped but didn't have cables, and neither did I, but I told him I was meeting someone who probably would. So our date began with Mr. O joining me and another man to jump this stranger's battery. At least he could never claim he wasn't warned.
  3. Interesting. I was noticing the other day that Lucy seems to have lost her looks. She was an adorable baby, and now she's just kind of okay.
  4. Thank you! I thought he looked familiar, but I mainly FFed her section. God, I hate shitty looking mini blinds. The second I saw them, I knew "dog." And shitty looking mini blinds behind the couch meant a small dog that runs around on the back of the couch. And in an RV park meant that small dog is left there alone and goes fucking bananas any time anyone comes within 50 feet of that RV and barks and barks and never shuts up. Fortunately, those sites looked pretty roomy, so there's hope the dog doesn't bark and bark and bark all day long just because someone next door is in their RV. It happens, and it's miserable. And...they didn't let them stay because they'd been there for four years and had a good relationship. The pandemic hit Florida just before snowbirds would normally migrate up north. State park campgrounds shut down and kicked everybody out. Commercial RV parks let people who were "permanents" continue to stay there, but weren't letting "new" people come (which made it tough for the people who were kicked out of the state parks to find a place to stay). WHY do people do that???? Don't they have a little square to see themselves? There's no way I could benefit from a therapy session where the entire time I was thinking, "Why is this person so close to the camera?"
  5. I haven't been particularly enthralled by the current versions of the show, but the Sandra Oh interview at least seemed chatty and natural, and was actually enjoyable.
  6. I did that last summer. I'd been dealing with achieving the age when women become invisible, noticing little things here and there, but that experience cemented it for me--changing the battery in my car in the Costco parking lot by myself last summer, under the shade of the only tree there to keep from being broiled alive, and not a single passerby even asked if everything was okay. I hope they at least put a jumper terminal somewhere so it can be jumped without having to remove a wheel. Good heavens.
  7. He had better mechanics than someone who had never bowled in their life; Lana looked more like that. The first time they showed him throwing the ball looked pretty good to me, and others not so much. I figured he's not only out of practice but older and stiffer, plus I doubt he had the giant belly back then, which is bound to throw him off when bending and crouching. Unless he's kept up his bowling, the mechanics he learned were for a very different person. Back when I was young, I was waterskiing after laying off for the winter, and had a terrible time getting up even though I would always pop out of the water with no problem. I even accused the boat of not being as powerful as it had been months ago. Turned out I'd gained about 10 pounds over the winter and it changed everything. I was turned off by it even before they brought dead brother into it. Talking to her daughters about how post-Tom, she's going to live her best life, etc. etc. ad nauseam. I'm sure she thinks she's teaching them to be strong, independent women, but all she's doing is involving them in her lame relationship drama and fallout, over and over. I'd love to be wrong because I hate to see anyone, even Darcey, live such an apparently miserable life, but I don't think she'll ever change. Well, inside, anyway, of course.
  8. I know roadside assistance will jump a battery, but I've never heard about them replacing them. However, Autozone will do it, no appointment necessary. Just show up and buy a new battery and they put it in on the spot in the parking lot. A friend of mine did it a couple of days ago (Sunday of Memorial Day weekend during a pandemic), on my advice, after he got stuck in the drive through at Culver's and called me in a panic. Culver's employee jumped it, and my friend made it to Autozone, and he was on his way in about half an hour. I'm not positive about O'Reilly or Advance Auto Parts like I am about Autozone installing batteries, but I wouldn't be surprised if they do the same thing. Call first to be sure, of course. Definitely don't try Costco. They don't install batteries at all, ever. Just cash and carry.
  9. Well, that proves you weren't really paying attention that closely. 😄 Good point. Luann can be so obnoxious, but I still remember a scene where she and Carole were in a boat fishing, and I was shocked to realize that I would have liked to have been in that boat with them. I'm kind of looking forward to the bully exploding, though. I'm afraid this is like the house hunter shows, with the manufactured storylines. I always yell about how they're not necessary--just show us the houses! But some TV channel in Los Angeles has a program that just shows houses, and I'm horrified to admit that it's boring. In the video, she cited having a bar downstairs as a benefit. Don't even have to go outside to drink.
  10. Neither of these comments surprises me. I should have studied sociology in college. Instead, I'm a hobbyist sociologist, and this whole pandemic is an observer of human behavior's dream. But be aware that these bags don't stand up on their own, while the ones you're currently using probably do. Not saying they won't work for you, but they'll "work" differently. Apparently I'm alone in this, but I pass people in grocery store aisles whenever I need to. I needed salt today. I followed a couple with two carts down the aisle because they beat me there, and they stopped at the spices. The salt was on the bottom shelf right past them. I waited a second, and they were clearly going to be pondering, so I went past them (no cart) and picked up my salt at their feet, and went on my way. I go to the store around 8:00 a.m., avoid people as much as I can, and choose empty aisles if I'm moving to a different part of the store, but if the choice is to stand in an aisle while people make up their mind or pass behind them and pluck my item and get out of there, I'm choosing the latter. It's really no different from maneuvering around someone stocking shelves. I avoid them if I can (I'll turn around and go back the way I came if the aisle is empty and it's not one way), but if they're not moving, I have to go past them. Fortunately, New Mexico is mandatory mask country, and everyone in the store had one on. Even the local burger chain has a big sign requiring a mask to enter. It's such a refreshing change from the redneck part of Arizona where I'd spent the majority of the pandemic. A requirement and compliance. It's heaven. ETA: I'm talking just about the grocery store. I watched about 20 people stage in a parking lot for a drive-by birthday parade, gathering to talk before getting into their cars, with no social distancing or masks among them. Kind of ironic.
  11. But what do they do when she starts with a sober rage? That's much deeper than just being a drunk. Maybe Luann or Sonja just doesn't want those gatherings depicted on the show. Or the people who go to them don't want to be on the show, and they defer to that. I'm pretty sure if I were a non-show friend of any of these people, I wouldn't want to go to a gathering that included show friends, unless I was uncharacteristically in the mood for an uncomfortable train wreck. I'm Ramona's age, and the fat gathering in the torso has suddenly appeared, after 62 years of unappreciated bliss. I think as with many things, genetics plays a big role. The good thing about a menopot is that it's possible to dress around it without resorting to muumuus. Obviously, more-than-skin-tight around the now-barrel-shaped midriff isn't a good option. Or, it's obvious to me, anyway. And now to anyone who watched this episode. Word! Do you really think Ramona didn't have on any sort of girdle smoother? I was thinking she was probably wearing double spanx.
  12. But even during senior hours, they have limits on the number of people who can be in the store. Would you think she should be let in and exceed the limit then? Ahead of every other senior standing in line? If there was a line because of the limit on people in the store, then she needs to abide by it just like everybody else. If standing in line is a problem for her, then she could ask what time she should come in order to not have to stand in line. Nobody wants to stand in line, and the only fair way is to make everybody do it equally. I even wonder about letting someone jump the line and exceed the capacity just to pick up a prescription--who's to say they won't pick up a few other items, too, as long as they're in there? But I have a thing about line cutters in general. To me, it's not enough for one person in line to say, "Sure, go ahead of me." Every single person behind that person should have to consent, too. Actually, to show the absurdity of allowing line cutters, I'd love it if people would say, "Sure, get in line right behind me." See how that goes over.
  13. Yeah. I always thought she was a mean drunk, and didn't like her because of it. But it's become obvious that alcohol doesn't necessarily have anything to do with it, which makes me like her even less. But what appeal would any of those hold for these women, or really, for anyone who's lived in NYC for a while, especially if they've already done the tourist thing and visited those places? I've spent the last 15 years being a nomad, and the running joke is that when I show up in a friend's town, I know more about interesting attractions to see than the residents do. Once someone in Austin has been to the LBJ Library, I don't expect them to go back unless there's something specific reason to do so. And actually, I don't expect them to go at all, unless they're interested in that sort of thing. I'm sure there are parts of everybody's town they don't go to unless they have a specific reason. They may not be obnoxious about it, but it's also probably not a "thing," like it is in NYC, where there are obvious boundaries. I checked in here just to see if anyone else was as horrified as I was. The sad thing is that she must have thought she looked good in it. Good. That screeching really is unbearable.
  14. It's certainly an option. For almost two centuries, people somehow managed to have fulfilling lives without putting their children's photos on every lamppost and bulletin board.
  15. Whenever I see someone out in public wearing a shirt with a vulgar saying on it, I wonder, "Who does that?" I guess now I know!
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