On 12.03.08, In Pictures, By Dr. Pants
Discopants and Haircuts
An American in Norway. Free chicken with the purchase of a small drink!
Looks like a cold and lonely drive…but pretty.
As long as I have my NPR podcasts, chains for any rough areas and something to drink, I am perfect! I really can’t complian. Most people have a bad commute with lots of traffic or a boring highway. My trip to work is full of spectacular scenery. There are still days I am in awe of what see.
When you say,”something to drink,” do you mean hot cocoa, with spongy marshmallows and whipped cream–dripping down your chin and making a nasty mess all over your nice wool Norwegian Blue sweater? The sweater with the reindeer and pine trees which is just a tad too tight, but hell, it goes perfectly with your red-plaid wool alpine pants and musty brown snow boots.
Something to drink usually just entails water or oj in a bottle. Coffee or tea in a spill proof mug is a bonus as well. As for those funky sweaters… The Norwegian sweaters are actually quite nice. In the US they seem to have morphed into something outrageous and vile. I steer clear of those bad boys.
Such a sober reply. Where’s your sense of humor pants…. I was only trying to be funny. Sometimes i do that…. cause life is serious enough.
I wasn’t trying to insult your people with the sweater comment either.
The US isn’t so bad, even though you seem to constantly make these comparisons as though it’s so evil here….. bad–bad Americans…. making the Norwegians look less than honorable in their clothing manufacturing. Sorry for generalizing— but you sound a tad too defensive at times– It’s subtle, but still detectable.
On the contrary, I was just replying. There was no defensiveness at all!
BTW. As far as I am concerned all Americans are bad, bad, B-A-D! You and your big cars and fast food!
No McDonalds in Norway?
Bet those pictures were taken around 2pm right? I likes my daylight Dr. Pants.
We’re finally going to get some imaginary snow this weekend followed by several below freezing days, but no relief from George W. “Fubar” Bush. If only a huge section of the sky would freeze solid and fall on his entire family during one of their sure to be fabulous conversations, I promise I would only snicker.
Osama bin winning this war and many just like it
We have been nailed with snow and the deep freeze for several days now. Fortunately, it has been so cold the snow is light and had not begun snapping the tree limbs. We’ve got at least 8 inches on the ground in near white out conditions, 22°. The forecast for today was that the rain this morning, which we never had, would change to snow again this evening and deposit 4-6 inches overnight. This weekend we’re supposed to get “really significant accumulations.”
I really love global warming.
BTW, I’m posting Trout’s Tale as a separate site, although I’m having some difficulty with domains now that I’ve upgraded to a me.com family pack.
Cognitive Dissident coming online soon as well.
Biraq Hussein Osama’s Jeremiah’s Wright portal is currently on hold, as is Fucking a Dead Whore’s Horse Hoarse.
Merry Xmas, Pants.
You could do worse, as Robert Frost used to imply, than being a swinger with the John Birch Society.
Soon the splendor of the crass will be clear.