We get Time and a mag called Budget Living that's not really what it sounds like. . .my wife gets it. . .it's like a monthly guide to Target swank and cheap chic design.

I may pick up a sub to Backpacker, as well.  I used to not like it, but the newer format and region specific editing that their doing now makes it a lot better.  Will pick up a few more issues before I decide.

Dutch on my father's side.  First ancestor over from Holland was Garret Van Swearingen, shipwrecked off of Fire Island, south of Long Island, on his way to New Amsterdam in 1657. 

Three generations later, great-great-great-great-great-great grandfather Thomas Swearingen III became the only person in history to defeat George Washington in a run for public office.  In 1758, Washington was 26 years old and running to fill a seat in the Virginia House of Burgesses (colonial version of a state legislature, basically.)

This from an article tucked into my family history notes:

"Swearingen had no special reputation to parade, so he pinned his hopes on the saloon keepers.   Voters on their way to the polls were hailed from every tippling house with 'Come have a drink on old Tom Swearingen, the peoples' friend.'

Setting 'em up for voters was customary in those days.  It wasn't until the 19th centery that most states passed blue laws closing the saloons on election day.  A little closer to the polls on that day in 1758, stood Swearingen himself, smiling beside a hogshead of rum with a ladle in his hand.

Washington kept his distance.  He made no speeches and served no drinks.  But "have a drink" beat "I cannot tell a lie" six to one.  Swearingen won 270 to 40.

Washington's correspondence shows he took this defeat gracefully.  Ole George, however, was taught a lesson by one of our clan and it would seem he learned it well.

Washinton wasn't the sort of man who made the same mistake twice.  A year later he took Swearingen on again.  He didn't campaign personally.  Duty kept him on the frontier with his regiment. But he wrote to his campaign manager, Colonel Wood, instructing him to spend with not too sparing a hand on drinks.

Drinks served in Washington's name included 40 gallons of rum, 18 gallons of wine, 43 gallons of strong beer, one hogshead and one barrel of punch containing 26 gallons of 'Ye best Barbados Rum,' 8 quarts of Cidar Royale, etc.  That's a total of 160 gallons, or something more than a quart a half per voter.

This time, Washington won 309 to 45.  Washington never failed to treat again and never again lost an election."

Mother's maiden name is Trail, and her mother's maiden name Purcell.  I don't know the origin of Purcell. . .my guess is French, but Trail is definitely English.


Damn. . .this is one wonderbread forum, ain't it?

I smuggle in candy and then eat off the hubbys giant popcorn and pop (free refills).  

Was this being euphamistic?

Used bookstore/old book/library smell.

The smell of Best Buy when you first walk in the door.

Cow or Horse manure.  Seriously.  Not like "stick your face in a pile" enjoyment or bottle it and spray it around the house, but to be around a barn or a pasture on a breezy day when it's not too hot.  It's nice.  The smell of earth and hay.

Blue berry muffins baking. . .especially if it's what wakes me up.

I trust that you are aware that you can turn the "autoprude" on or off in your profile, right Richard? 

Neat.  Changed my settings.  Disappointed, though, that it didn't make all the babes in the Hotties thread nekkid.

Well. . .except for the 14 year old that you posted, you creepy, sad, lonely little man.

I did not know that.  . . well that will make reading this thread a lot ******* easier.

Looks like someone added ****nugget to the list, though.  Nice.  I feel like I've contributed something to the good of the community.

Quote from: inadvertent imitation on June 30, 2005, 03:27 AM

This is entertaining.

I could spend hours playing with that.   

Me too. . although it's a little creepy.  Why do I get the impression that the guy who developed it has a basement full of dead hookers?

As much fun as it was, I couldn't bring myself to forward it to anyone.  Especially weird when you have to pull her through some of the tight spots.

woo hoo! Looks like I knew one that the autoprude didn't.