tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13779951.post114045119162632556..comments2024-01-01T18:48:00.179-07:00Comments on DADA'S DALLY: "A terrible catastrophe awaits"Dadahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17257598218959429347noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13779951.post-1140704719433735932006-02-23T07:25:00.000-07:002006-02-23T07:25:00.000-07:00Anonymous: Aha! Just as I surmised. (See my previo...Anonymous: Aha! Just as I surmised. (See my previous comment posted here to D.K.--also "anonymous"--you guys related by any chance?)<BR/><BR/>First of all, my apology, for referring to you in that comment as "culprit". Secondly, please accept my "Welcome!" 'cousin'.<BR/><BR/>That was a most unexpected quote of mine. How deep did you have to dig to find that one??!!<BR/><BR/>(And yes, I was a just a tad freaked at first.)<BR/><BR/>But thanks for the pleasant distraction. Feel free to drop a comment here anytime. I promise to maintain your anonymity. <BR/><BR/>By the way, you got anymore brilliant quotes from the same guy?Dadahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17257598218959429347noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13779951.post-1140673420429193502006-02-22T22:43:00.000-07:002006-02-22T22:43:00.000-07:00Dada:Sorry I caused you so much anxiety. My though...Dada:<BR/>Sorry I caused you so much anxiety. My thought was to provide a pleasant surprise. To help you pinpoint the culprit, think relative, think Oregon, think atheist. <BR/>Oh, and sorry about botching the spelling. I should have begun with "a propos de rien" but I thought that was getting a bit pretentious.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13779951.post-1140614078209334422006-02-22T06:14:00.000-07:002006-02-22T06:14:00.000-07:00D.K. Yeh, see what happens when you get distracted...D.K. Yeh, see what happens when you get distracted--weird things--that's what!<BR/><BR/>But not to worry. Seems the culprit behind the obscurity has been discovered! BTW, thanks for your nervous empathy here.(grin)<BR/> Everything's okay.<BR/><BR/>I've been intending to respond to your last Bob Dylan post, but in fear of revealing the only song he wrote I ever understood was "Knock, Knock, Knocking on Heaven's Door" I haven't gotten around to it yet. (Er, whoops!)Dadahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17257598218959429347noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13779951.post-1140583581678196702006-02-21T21:46:00.000-07:002006-02-21T21:46:00.000-07:00Dada, I see I can't even take a day off & not have...Dada, I see I can't even take a day off & not have some trouble pop up. That's the problem with so many anonymi (?), the evidence is hard to trace. Rest assured, it was not me who did that excellent bit of detective work. I keep no files & the very thought of the NSA fills me with dread. The last comment I made was following up on your Bob Dylan remarks a few posts back.<BR/><BR/>Stop freaking out (or you'll start me freaking out)! You've obviously got an old friend or ex friend who knew you when. If you want, I'll email you directly to discuss your concerns. D.K.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13779951.post-1140580983959345062006-02-21T21:03:00.000-07:002006-02-21T21:03:00.000-07:00NOTE to anyone reading these comments unaware of e...NOTE to anyone reading these comments unaware of exactly what's going on here. <BR/><BR/>"Anonymous" uploaded a response, "apropo of nothing, but I was wondering if you could identify the author of this quote that has been lingering in my files for many a year: "I'd like to suggest a place I've found nearby which requires no time and very little effort to reach. Whenever I feel the need to get away, I just climb up the memory banks of a consciousness stream, find a shady spot under a branch of the family tree and do a little fishing for compliments. (Most of the time the only thing biting are the remarks, but, nonetheless, it's a refreshing getaway.)" <BR/><BR/>Well, to clarify, to explain why I'm freaked by that quote Anonymous sent, it was something that appeared in a local newspaper on March 17, 1990. It was something I wrote. <BR/><BR/>Apparently, an old friend is lurking, letting me know they're around, or one of our (way too) many intelligence agencies is letting me know their file on me goes back at least 16 years!<BR/><BR/>I suspect it's the former and pray it's not the latter. <BR/><BR/>BTW, FYI, I don't plan on running off anytime soon to Riobamba, Columbia.Dadahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17257598218959429347noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13779951.post-1140579321971183022006-02-21T20:35:00.000-07:002006-02-21T20:35:00.000-07:00....can you tell I'm freaked? Three comments in a .......can you tell I'm freaked? Three comments in a row from me (no, make this four)!Dadahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17257598218959429347noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13779951.post-1140579245300179532006-02-21T20:34:00.000-07:002006-02-21T20:34:00.000-07:00Anonymous: Somehow, in the back of mind, I always...Anonymous: Somehow, in the back of mind, I always knew they were watching us. Knew who we were. But I wasn't concerned because--so long as they never revealed their devious deeds, I didn't care; could pretend it wasn't happening. But now things have taken a sinister turn. Dada is very uncomfortable, considering shutting down the blog and going on a tour of microbreweries of the great American west. Let Bush run amok in the nation he's destroyed whilst I distract myself with pints of 10,000 Foot Stouts and Wanda's Wicked Wheats!Dadahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17257598218959429347noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13779951.post-1140578579281039642006-02-21T20:22:00.000-07:002006-02-21T20:22:00.000-07:00Anonymous:Are you, somehow, telling me it's time I...Anonymous:<BR/><BR/>Are you, somehow, telling me it's time I should go 'underground'? That you KNOW who I am? <BR/><BR/>Or maybe, this was a quote from a source other than its origin?<BR/><BR/>I don't know whether to be revelling in the moment or packing my bags for Riobamba, Ecuador. (Whoops, I shouldn't have revealed that maybe?)Dadahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17257598218959429347noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13779951.post-1140578177439116692006-02-21T20:16:00.000-07:002006-02-21T20:16:00.000-07:00OH MY GOD!!! Your comment "apropos of nothing" has...OH MY GOD!!! Your comment "apropos of nothing" has absolutely freaked me out. So, are you telling me, that all along you've KNOWN me?<BR/><BR/>That somehow...after all these years, a little blip I sent to a local columnist who had solicited of his readers "fishing stories", you still have a copy of that submission I sent him? <BR/><BR/>I am soooo totally FREAKED OUT at the moment!<BR/><BR/>Yes, it was "I" who authored that quote you uploaded here! How did you POSSIBLY know? Are you with the NSA?Dadahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17257598218959429347noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13779951.post-1140577450490082372006-02-21T20:04:00.000-07:002006-02-21T20:04:00.000-07:00Dear Dada:This this response is apropo of nothing,...Dear Dada:<BR/>This this response is apropo of nothing, but I was wondering if you could identify the author of this quote that has been lingering in my files for many a year: "I'd like to suggest a place I've found nearby which requires no time and very little effort to reach. Whenever I feel the need to get away, I just climb up the memory banks of a consciousness stream, find a shady spot under a branch of the family tree and do a little fishing for compliments. (Most of the time the only thing biting are the remarks, but, nonetheless, it's a refreshing getaway.)" <BR/>Nice, no? So what do you think?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13779951.post-1140568042950595992006-02-21T17:27:00.000-07:002006-02-21T17:27:00.000-07:00You don't suppose that if enough seniors stay away...You don't suppose that if enough seniors stay away from the Medicare prescription plan, this won't be the huge land grab theft the pharmas are expecting and the whole thing could collapse? One can only pray.<BR/><BR/>Funny, I just finished watching Strangelove a week or so ago. (Knowing it was a favorite of mine, my wife had taped a commercialless version off the tube.) And yes, Bush and his ball busting bunker buddies remind of a couple of the excellent idiot portrayals from that movie.<BR/><BR/>My favorite line from that flick? "Gentlemen, you can't fight in here! This is the war room! "<BR/><BR/>It's right up there with a Four Weddings and a Funeral line, "Oh, I think we both know that's a big lie!" which had little significance before the Bush coup, but now it's political capital has soared.Dadahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17257598218959429347noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13779951.post-1140508279363531822006-02-21T00:51:00.000-07:002006-02-21T00:51:00.000-07:00so many outrages, huh? halting global warming wit...so many outrages, huh? halting global warming with a little newcular winter, hmmm ... you can bet they've got some nice cozy safe havens all ready a la Dr. Strangelove. I'd like to see the A-List guests for those little dens ... a real rogue's gallery line-up of the world's worst criminals with a few super models thrown in for "comfort".<BR/><BR/>Re: Medicare ... my Dad tells me his supplemental insurance plan advised everyone not to bother signing up for the prez's drug plan; that their Rx's would cost them more even with no deductible under that plan than just staying with their regular insurance program. What a scam. D.K.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com