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You would be superior in my book if you jumped in. That would take moxie. That lake is cold!
Some funky shades there, Ms. Ann...
Ann, what's with the weight lifting belt?
I'm not sure where on Superior you are, but if you are that far north and don't see Painted Rocks National Lakeshore, you've erred.
"Acting Superior."Now you're just baiting shoutingthomas.
You look as if someone should be kowtowing before Your Majesty.And would have a date with the Imperial Headsman if We are displeased.
MadMan: Pictured Rocks will have to wait for us to do our Michigan tour. This summer is all about the Badger State as we hail her, good and great.
@Meade Did go to the Apostle Islands? We took a family vacation one summer as kids.
As much as possible, we're trying to do our wealth redistribution in our own home state. Federalism dontcha know? Thanking the many sconie hands that feed us.
correction: sconnie. (Although we have had a few outstanding scones with our sconnie butter.)
The Apostle Islands are part of Wisconsin.And there are twelve of them.
Wisconsin is so beautiful.
"Gitche gumme!"If I wasn't a Girl Scout in my past life, I would think you were tickling my belly, chicklit.Hiya, Watha!
"You would be superior in my book if you jumped in. That would take moxie."Moxie makes you foxy, Fred.And the foxes...well...they seem to circle 'round.
Ann, you don't like shorts (on men), yet you don't wear pants. Even when skiing. Something is afoot and it isn't your shoes.
In spanish to 'superar' means to get better.In English the word seems to have been sublimated to a political correctness dogmatic negative meaning alone.. when in truth it is truly what we all hope for every day.. to get better.
Methadras said... Ann, you don't like shorts (on men), yet you don't wear pants. Even when skiing. Something is afoot and it isn't your shoes.Possibly the game, Dr. Watson.WV "cryopoo" Flash frozen.
A Norwegian-blooded friend of mine likes to say that if they had been in charge of naming Lake Superior, they'd of named it Lake Pretty Good.
Professor Pretty Good.
Herman Melville, Moby Dick:“Lakeman! — Buffalo! Pray, what is a Lakeman, and where is Buffalo?” said Don Sebastian, rising in his swinging mat of grass.“On the eastern shore of our Lake Erie, Don; but — I crave your courtesy — may be, you shall soon hear further of all that. Now, gentlemen, in square-sail brigs and three-masted ships, well-nigh as large and stout as any that ever sailed out of your old Callao to far Manilla; this Lakeman, in the land-locked heart of our America, had yet been nurtured by all those agrarian freebooting impressions popularly connected with the open ocean. For in their interflowing aggregate, those grand fresh-water seas of ours, — Erie, and Ontario, and Huron, and Superior, and Michigan, — possess an ocean-like expansiveness, with many of the ocean’s noblest traits; with many of its rimmed varieties of races and of climes. They contain round archipelagoes of romantic isles, even as the Polynesian waters do; in large part, are shored by two great contrasting nations, as the Atlantic is; they furnish long maritime approaches to our numerous territorial colonies from the East, dotted all round their banks; here and there are frowned upon by batteries, and by the goat-like craggy guns of lofty Mackinaw; they have heard the fleet thunderings of naval victories; at intervals, they yield their beaches to wild barbarians, whose red painted faces flash from out their peltry wigwams; for leagues and leagues are flanked by ancient and unentered forests, where the gaunt pines stand like serried lines of kings in Gothic genealogies; those same woods harbouring wild Afric beasts of prey, and silken creatures whose exported furs give robes to Tartar Emperors; they mirror the paved capitals of Buffalo and Cleveland, as well as Winnebago villages; they float alike the full-rigged merchant ship, the armed cruiser of the State, the steamer, and the beech canoe; they are swept by Borean and dismasting blasts as direful as any that lash the salted wave; they know what shipwrecks are, for out of sight of land, however inland, they have drowned full many a midnight ship with all its shrieking crew.”
Mrs. Obama should take a leaf from the Meadhouse tour:"Some argue that Michelle should be able to travel wherever she wants if she's paying for it herself. This is naive. She is the first lady at a time when Americans are experiencing great economic pain. There are endless great locations here at home that she could put on the map with a visit -- American hotels and restaurants that would be grateful for the business generated by such a high-profile visitor."http://www.nypost.com/p/news/opinion/opedcolumnists/foolish_trip_U9ovxbpefIXEOlmbzshMRLModo thinks she should stand by her man:"The inimitable columnist Mary McGrory once said that if a first lady simply made her husband toast, that was enough, given how hard his job was. And because his predecessor mucked things up so royally, President Obama’s job is ridiculously hard. But at moments when you think Michelle might make her husband toast, or better yet a martini, she’s often off on a girls’ trip."http://www.nytimes.com/2010/08/08/opinion/08dowd.html?src=me&ref=general
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