tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11109864.post111573023188386139..comments2023-10-26T14:01:08.426+03:30Comments on Orange Tangerine: Is it just me?Orangehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12433254398377357737noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11109864.post-1116034648086708232005-05-14T06:07:00.000+04:302005-05-14T06:07:00.000+04:30Ah, well, no udders for us either. The Boy prefers...Ah, well, no udders for us either. The Boy prefers "teets". Oy.Psycho Kittyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05633634991906191853noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11109864.post-1115950363381174692005-05-13T06:42:00.000+04:302005-05-13T06:42:00.000+04:30PK, I remember field trips to farms, but I don't r...PK, I remember field trips to farms, but I don't recall a dairy aspect. And my kid's in the Chicago Public Schools right now—how long would the preschoolers have to ride in a schoolbus to reach the closest dairy? It just doesn't seem like a big-city thang, you know.<BR/><BR/>So no udders—just blowholes.Orangehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12433254398377357737noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11109864.post-1115949682938003712005-05-13T06:31:00.000+04:302005-05-13T06:31:00.000+04:30Ah, well, the Boy's kindergarten just had their fi...Ah, well, the Boy's kindergarten just had their field trip, and it was to a dairy. And so far ever adult I've spoken to about it (not that I go around talking about it, but you know what I mean) also went to a dairy in kindergarten, regardless of where they grew up. So it's my little "universal field trip" experiment question. But man, you messed me all up. Aquarium. Grumph. :)Psycho Kittyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05633634991906191853noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11109864.post-1115841885910131292005-05-12T00:34:00.000+04:302005-05-12T00:34:00.000+04:30Psycho Kitty, they went to an aquarium. I do not b...Psycho Kitty, they went to an aquarium. I do not believe there was any milking activity. But I totally don't get the reason for your question. Explain?Orangehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12433254398377357737noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11109864.post-1115841460929977472005-05-12T00:27:00.000+04:302005-05-12T00:27:00.000+04:30Okay, Orange--was it a field trip to a dairy?Okay, Orange--was it a field trip to a dairy?Psycho Kittyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05633634991906191853noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11109864.post-1115832194025960592005-05-11T21:53:00.000+04:302005-05-11T21:53:00.000+04:30I forgot, we have a resident Whip-poor-will who wo...I forgot, we have a resident <A HREF="http://www.enature.com/fieldguide/showSpeciesGS.asp?sort=1&curGroupID=99&display=1&area=99&searchText=whip+poor+will&curPageNum=1&recnum=BD0141" REL="nofollow">Whip-poor-will</A> who woke us up at 5am sharp for a month last summer. When someone would yell at it, s/he would simply move position in the woods and end up at someone else's window (just my house -thenutfantastichttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01049788927734789585noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11109864.post-1115819130040881852005-05-11T18:15:00.000+04:302005-05-11T18:15:00.000+04:30Dr. B., are you jealous of my noisy neighborhood?Dr. B., are you <I>jealous</I> of my noisy neighborhood?Orangehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12433254398377357737noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11109864.post-1115818261911992062005-05-11T18:01:00.000+04:302005-05-11T18:01:00.000+04:30I thought about this post last night. I heard a c...I thought about this post last night. I heard a car horn in the wee hours and somehow the thoughts that went through my head were "no thought--wait, that was a car horn--wait, it sounded like I live in <I>a city!!</I>--oh, so that "no thought" was a momentary feeling of comfort--oh, I'll have to tell Orange about this."bitchphdhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15118578280520171800noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11109864.post-1115754352087443102005-05-11T00:15:00.000+04:302005-05-11T00:15:00.000+04:30Wow. If anything would get zero comments, I though...Wow. If anything would get zero comments, I thought this would be the one. Shows how little I know.Orangehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12433254398377357737noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11109864.post-1115746554755951502005-05-10T22:05:00.000+04:302005-05-10T22:05:00.000+04:30Two years ago we had a neighbor who, for better t...Two years ago we had a neighbor who, for better than six months had no muffler on his truck, and who left for work at around 6 a.m. every day. It was ferociously loud. I have to think that he finally got it fixed only because someone else threatened his life before I did. And for the record, any post that involves chemically-induced braind damage is per se interesting.Sergei C.https://www.blogger.com/profile/15352286042142928212noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11109864.post-1115742639919690342005-05-10T21:00:00.000+04:302005-05-10T21:00:00.000+04:30Heh, I know what you mean. Peanut and I spent an ...Heh, I know what you mean. Peanut and I spent an extra 20 min in bed this a.m. bc we were goofing off. I get to hear annoying noises, too, like operators of police cruisers playing with their sirens and what not. But that's not at 7:55am either, more like 9:30 and on 'til I finally leave this joint.thenutfantastichttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01049788927734789585noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11109864.post-1115738543117116752005-05-10T19:52:00.000+04:302005-05-10T19:52:00.000+04:30Hell, no! This is good stuff. Car horns and power ...Hell, no! This is good stuff. Car horns and power tools in the morning? Dangerous household chemicals? Nearly missed school trips? This is the fabric of life, man.<BR/>I *do* know what you mean about feeling pressure to be interesting. I'm feeling it too, especially after my cat just posted to my blog. He's funnier, angrier, and makes fewer typos. I can't compete.Feral Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08456760046606299779noreply@blogger.com