Comments on: The Boston Ennui Party http://fanaticalapathy.com/2007/02/02/the-boston-ennui-party/ America's favorite blog Thu, 18 Mar 2010 01:31:05 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.0.11 by: Richard http://fanaticalapathy.com/2007/02/02/the-boston-ennui-party/#comment-23369 Tue, 13 Feb 2007 16:59:43 +0000 http://fanaticalapathy.com/2007/02/02/the-boston-ennui-party/#comment-23369 I had no idea you were such a juvenile delinquent in your teenage years, Adam. I had no idea you were such a juvenile delinquent in your teenage years, Adam.

]]> by: another Matt http://fanaticalapathy.com/2007/02/02/the-boston-ennui-party/#comment-23217 Tue, 06 Feb 2007 17:53:10 +0000 http://fanaticalapathy.com/2007/02/02/the-boston-ennui-party/#comment-23217 Cooper, I find it frightening that someone took the time to put the Firesign lexicon together, and that I will actually spend time to read it. No Irishman can keep you from being elected Dog-Killer this time. Cooper, I find it frightening that someone took the time to put the Firesign lexicon together, and that I will actually spend time to read it.
No Irishman can keep you from being elected Dog-Killer this time.

]]> by: siobhan http://fanaticalapathy.com/2007/02/02/the-boston-ennui-party/#comment-23216 Tue, 06 Feb 2007 14:48:26 +0000 http://fanaticalapathy.com/2007/02/02/the-boston-ennui-party/#comment-23216 It's another Pat: yes, 'tis I. IA Pat and David - Yea! I'll take good news where I can get it. It’s another Pat: yes, ’tis I.

IA Pat and David - Yea! I’ll take good news where I can get it.

]]> by: David http://fanaticalapathy.com/2007/02/02/the-boston-ennui-party/#comment-23199 Mon, 05 Feb 2007 21:08:57 +0000 http://fanaticalapathy.com/2007/02/02/the-boston-ennui-party/#comment-23199 siobhan, Florida does off-season tornadoes for Lobster-knows-why. We're that strange state that hangs between the Atlantic and Gulf like a flaccid tallywhacker. The survivor whooper had wandered off and was hanging out with some sandhills. Maybe it's the one that at one time was hanging out in the pasture near us with some sandhills (we're about 40 miles straight-line from where the others were killed). Regarding the misbegotten plans for that naval test range, the most venal explanation is probably correct, unless moronic ego happens to be the dominant factor in this instance. But yes, they are capable of throwing environmental distractions at us to sap our resources and our energies. siobhan, Florida does off-season tornadoes for Lobster-knows-why. We’re that strange state that hangs between the Atlantic and Gulf like a flaccid tallywhacker.

The survivor whooper had wandered off and was hanging out with some sandhills. Maybe it’s the one that at one time was hanging out in the pasture near us with some sandhills (we’re about 40 miles straight-line from where the others were killed).

Regarding the misbegotten plans for that naval test range, the most venal explanation is probably correct, unless moronic ego happens to be the dominant factor in this instance. But yes, they are capable of throwing environmental distractions at us to sap our resources and our energies.

]]> by: It's another Pat http://fanaticalapathy.com/2007/02/02/the-boston-ennui-party/#comment-23196 Mon, 05 Feb 2007 18:02:26 +0000 http://fanaticalapathy.com/2007/02/02/the-boston-ennui-party/#comment-23196 David, Siobhan and Waterfowler, one small piece of good news (Lobster knows there isn't much these days). NPR this morning says that one of the whoopers has been found alive nearby. Siobhan - do I not know you from the SCPBRG peregrine site? Resume deep lurking. David, Siobhan and Waterfowler, one small piece of good news (Lobster knows there isn’t much these days). NPR this morning says that one of the whoopers has been found alive nearby. Siobhan - do I not know you from the SCPBRG peregrine site?
Resume deep lurking.

]]> by: siobhan http://fanaticalapathy.com/2007/02/02/the-boston-ennui-party/#comment-23194 Mon, 05 Feb 2007 02:15:03 +0000 http://fanaticalapathy.com/2007/02/02/the-boston-ennui-party/#comment-23194 David, isn't this the wrong time of year for tornadoes? (I mean, it's not like there's any <i>right</i> time for a tornado, but you know what I mean.) Cooper, I've been following the story about that base on and off. It makes no sense. I suspect that even many in the Navy don't think it's a good idea (those who've seen the results of snow goose + jet, for example). Sometimes I think that the goal of this administration is to tie us eco-weinie types up fighting against the utterly stupid ideas, so that we no longer have the time or energy to fight the bigger fights. Five years ago I would have had some nagging doubts that I'm just paranoid. Now I think that I lack imaginination vis-a-vis conspiracy theories. David, isn’t this the wrong time of year for tornadoes? (I mean, it’s not like there’s any right time for a tornado, but you know what I mean.)

Cooper, I’ve been following the story about that base on and off. It makes no sense. I suspect that even many in the Navy don’t think it’s a good idea (those who’ve seen the results of snow goose + jet, for example). Sometimes I think that the goal of this administration is to tie us eco-weinie types up fighting against the utterly stupid ideas, so that we no longer have the time or energy to fight the bigger fights. Five years ago I would have had some nagging doubts that I’m just paranoid. Now I think that I lack imaginination vis-a-vis conspiracy theories.

]]> by: David http://fanaticalapathy.com/2007/02/02/the-boston-ennui-party/#comment-23193 Mon, 05 Feb 2007 01:07:03 +0000 http://fanaticalapathy.com/2007/02/02/the-boston-ennui-party/#comment-23193 gillian, Rex just fumbled the snap, so I'm now seeking ways to put my brain back in my head. I am now inserting the funnel in my left ear. Your poem took me back to when I was 10 and experienced real snow at Christmas up in Covington, Kentucky. My cousin and I jumped on a piece of tin and proceeded to slide pretty much without any control right through the snow fence, but it was wonderful, at least before we caught hell. gillian, Rex just fumbled the snap, so I’m now seeking ways to put my brain back in my head. I am now inserting the funnel in my left ear. Your poem took me back to when I was 10 and experienced real snow at Christmas up in Covington, Kentucky. My cousin and I jumped on a piece of tin and proceeded to slide pretty much without any control right through the snow fence, but it was wonderful, at least before we caught hell.

]]> by: David http://fanaticalapathy.com/2007/02/02/the-boston-ennui-party/#comment-23192 Mon, 05 Feb 2007 00:53:17 +0000 http://fanaticalapathy.com/2007/02/02/the-boston-ennui-party/#comment-23192 waterfowler, This is the group they made the movie about. There is another small group over near Disney somewhere, but I don't know the size or the success of that group. I think that is where the lone whooping crane we saw in a pasture near our place had wandered off from. I think that the South Padre gang might have been the source of this group. The more I see of the havoc wreaked by those tornadoes, the luckier I feel that we were spared. The official statement is that the big one cut a quarter-mile wide path of destruction. That size is something new to us. We're accustomed to numerous small tornadoes, mostly associated with hurricanes. waterfowler,

This is the group they made the movie about. There is another small group over near Disney somewhere, but I don’t know the size or the success of that group. I think that is where the lone whooping crane we saw in a pasture near our place had wandered off from. I think that the South Padre gang might have been the source of this group.

The more I see of the havoc wreaked by those tornadoes, the luckier I feel that we were spared. The official statement is that the big one cut a quarter-mile wide path of destruction. That size is something new to us. We’re accustomed to numerous small tornadoes, mostly associated with hurricanes.

]]> by: cooper http://fanaticalapathy.com/2007/02/02/the-boston-ennui-party/#comment-23190 Sun, 04 Feb 2007 23:06:07 +0000 http://fanaticalapathy.com/2007/02/02/the-boston-ennui-party/#comment-23190 Hey, ice weasel, and any other Firesign afficionos, look what I found . http://home.earthlink.net/~ritter/firesign/lexicon/lexicon.html I know, I know, if I were a real man, I'd be watching the Super Bowl... Hey, ice weasel, and any other Firesign afficionos, look what I found .
http://home.earthlink.net/~ritter/firesign/lexicon/lexicon.html

I know, I know, if I were a real man, I’d be watching the Super Bowl…

]]> by: Dirk's Diary http://fanaticalapathy.com/2007/02/02/the-boston-ennui-party/#comment-23189 Sun, 04 Feb 2007 22:36:27 +0000 http://fanaticalapathy.com/2007/02/02/the-boston-ennui-party/#comment-23189 February 4, 2007 Dear Diary, Damn! Damn, <em>damn, <strong>damn</strong></em>, Diary! I'm all packed and heading for the airport on my way to Maui and I get a call from Steve, my Assistant Secretary of Fish and Wildlife. He tells me that one of Bush's political appointees has mandated that all inquiries about building the Navy's Outlying Landing Field near Pocosin National Wildlife Refuge may no longer be answered by regional personnel, but must be directed to an office in Atlanta - more than 500 miles away. So you call the office, a receptionist cheerfully takes your message, wads it up, tosses it into the circular file and you never get a callback. Now there's a brilliant bit of public relations that only a dyed in wool, true believing Ranger/Pioneer, political hack and <strong>FUCKING MORON!!!</strong> could come up with. Steve feels he's not far enough up the totem pole to be able to dissuade this dug-in bureaucrat to get real. As a matter of fact, this butthead will no longer return Steve's calls. So, I've got to cancel my trip, go to his office tomorrow, kick down his door and show him to how the game is played on the planet Earth. I've been trying to rid Interior of these asswipes but they're everywhere, like cockroaches. Maybe I can still catch an afternoon flight out of Ronnie Raygun National tomorrow. Damn... February 4, 2007

Dear Diary,

Damn! Damn, damn, damn, Diary! I’m all packed and heading for the airport on my way to Maui and I get a call from Steve, my Assistant Secretary of Fish and Wildlife. He tells me that one of Bush’s political appointees has mandated that all inquiries about building the Navy’s Outlying Landing Field near Pocosin National Wildlife Refuge may no longer be answered by regional personnel, but must be directed to an office in Atlanta - more than 500 miles away. So you call the office, a receptionist cheerfully takes your message, wads it up, tosses it into the circular file and you never get a callback. Now there’s a brilliant bit of public relations that only a dyed in wool, true believing Ranger/Pioneer, political hack and FUCKING MORON!!! could come up with.

Steve feels he’s not far enough up the totem pole to be able to dissuade this dug-in bureaucrat to get real. As a matter of fact, this butthead will no longer return Steve’s calls. So, I’ve got to cancel my trip, go to his office tomorrow, kick down his door and show him to how the game is played on the planet Earth. I’ve been trying to rid Interior of these asswipes but they’re everywhere, like cockroaches. Maybe I can still catch an afternoon flight out of Ronnie Raygun National tomorrow.

Damn…

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