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By: Computer Withdrawal - Flying Fish - Here I Come! | Mid-Life Mommy

Computer Withdrawal - Flying Fish - Here I Come! | Mid-Life Mommy — Wed, 27 Jun 2007 17:10:18 +0000

[...] Apparently Oregon doesn’t have self service gas stations. [...]

By: Computer Withdrawal - Flying Fish - Here I Come! : Conscious Destiny!

Computer Withdrawal - Flying Fish - Here I Come! : Conscious Destiny! — Sat, 09 Jun 2007 15:43:35 +0000

[...] Apparently Oregon doesn’t have self service gas stations. [...]

By: Pam

Pam — Mon, 12 Mar 2007 16:10:37 +0000

Do you know about the “Naked Neighbor” flap in Oregon? There was all this ridiculousness about how you can’t be naked in Oregon. You’re lucky you didn’t get arrested!

By: therapydoc

therapydoc — Sun, 11 Mar 2007 17:41:34 +0000

Neil, why does anyone believe you when you write these things?

By: an9ie

an9ie — Sun, 11 Mar 2007 08:53:37 +0000

OMG! Giant Paul Bunyan and Babe! Highlight. Of. The. Trip.

But, me wonders, does anyone under the age of 30 know who they are, do you think?

By: echo

echo — Sat, 10 Mar 2007 13:04:34 +0000

Now do you understand why Erin and I ran from Port Orford the moment we graduated? What did you think of the Seaweed Cafe? I worked there part-time in high school. Everyone in town thinks my mom’s super cool now, they are all telling her that some foreign bloggers were looking for her:)

By: Marilyn

Marilyn — Sat, 10 Mar 2007 09:43:34 +0000

I’m laughing because you clearly would never survive in my old neck o’ the woods. That drunk in the truck? Hon, that’s just a normal day up there. Gold Beach, where Gregory Harrison lives. You remember Trapper John, M.D., don’t you? He wasn’t Trapper…he was the hunky young guy…”Gonzo.” And he married Randi Oakes…remember her from C*H*I*P’s? My father sometimes drives up to Gold Beach to play golf…I always love hearing the gossip about how Gold Beach’s one ‘celebrity’ couple is too snooty for the town. When I moved to Portland, that gas-pumping thing really threw me off…but I grew to love not having to pump my own gas…until we moved from Portland to the Virgin Islands…where you still can’t pump gas, but the attendants expect a tip…for no service…except the gas.

By: Gypsy Purple-Chamara

Gypsy Purple-Chamara — Sat, 10 Mar 2007 04:42:22 +0000

Thanx for the excitement….

By: Two Roads

Two Roads — Sat, 10 Mar 2007 04:35:00 +0000

As usual everyone else gets to see your naked arse but your real friends!

By: Dagny

Dagny — Sat, 10 Mar 2007 04:17:30 +0000

Teach me to read all the comments before scrolling back up. I read Sass’s comment and instantly went looking for the error. That apparently had been corrected as there was only one point in the post that this error could have occurred. Then I finally scrolled down and saw that you were cognizant of the error. Now I know that scrolling down may save me lots of trouble in the future.

And your error? Made me think of my kids. Today was report card day. One kid asked me, “Did I do good on this report card?” My answer was, “Well. Did you do well. You wanted to know how you did. An adverb. You are describing the action. Good is an adjective. Well is an adverb.”

Sorry for the rant but bad grammar always makes me get heated. I do recognize that writers often break the rules of grammar though. But as I tell my kids, “Before you break the rules, you have to know the rules.”

Hope y’all are having a fantastic trip.