Hey Y2

“Just looked on Hilleberg website, Nallo 2 that has been set up outside 1 time 30% off of $460. There you go!!”

“bump”

“are you going to Roaring Plains this weekend?”

“ooh, thanks Blalock, I'll go look at that. How's your tent looking?

Possibly, though I think I've been roped into dinner somewhere on Friday night.”

“It's a breeze to set up. The inner tent was made by Tiia Frank, and the outer by Aive Mirka.”

“Can you verify this new oddity I learned about brits:

In the Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy series, we find a spaceship full of people who say they were one of three ships escaping a doomed planet. The "A" ship carried the great leaders, scientists, and thinkers. The "C" ship carried the workers, those who actually made things. Theirs, the "B" ship, consisted of middle managers, hairdressers, telephone sanitizers, and the like. It eventually becomes clear that their planet was not in fact doomed, and that they were the victims of a ploy to rid their world of a useless third of the population.
The story introduced many Americans to the job title "telephone sanitizer", and most Americans seem to think it means just that: a tradesman who comes to your house to sanitize the telephone. The term is, in fact, a characteristically British euphemism for toilet cleaner. Think about it. If you were going to have a tradesman come to your house to clean one thing, would it be the telephone?

The euphemism was coined in London in the early 20s when the W.C. (for Water Closet) was still something of a novelty. A working-class housewife would clean it herself if she had one, and upper-class people had staff to clean everything, but there was a big swath of middle-classdom where the lady of the house would do most of the cleaning, but was unwilling to clean this new fixture. Not surprisingly, a trade of travelling toilet cleaners emerged. They would also fix common problems, like leaking valves or gaskets.

Now, for a socially aspiring middle class family, it wasn't quite the thing to have a truck parked in front of their house marked "Kensington W.C. Cleaning" or "Brompton Crapper Swabout," broadcasting the messages: (a) we don't have staff, and (b) our W.C. is dirty. So some enterprising toilet cleaner stencilled "Telephone Sanitizing" on the side of his truck. Carrying positive associations of modernity (telephones were new and expensive) and of fastidious cleanliness (even our telephones are sanitary) the discreetly marked trucks were well-received by housewives and the euphemism quickly became universal in the trade.

What's distinguishes the term "telephone sanitizer" among a great many other toilet-related euphemisms is the linguistic disconnect: few Americans seem to know the meaning of this quintessentially British circumlocution. It shows both the British insistence on preserving a veneer of gentilities and the American willingness to attribute any amount of silliness to the British rather than assume the obvious and mundane. Almost as impressive a feat as fooling an entire third of the population into leaving a supposedly doomed planet."

Source: http://tlb.org/telsan.html””

“Can you hone your Weather-God skills a little more? I believe you called for bad weather on innaguration day. this storm is a little early and the worse may be over.”

“only flurries tomorrow, disappointingly enough”

“lol bummer”

“Back 'atcha”

“so what do you think about the ghost hunting for next weekend? you not scared are you?”

“I'm terrified. It's a definate possibility. Can't confirm yet. Think I got a friend coming into town.”

“bring them along
can i email you the info”

“sure, ynamiynami@aol.com”

“you have mail”

“Do not.

not from you anyway.
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“sorry your jelous bit”

“Back at ya maple”

“Thinking of Hitting the Hawk & Dove on Thursday with Dani. Can't Party on Friday. you up for it?”

“Yeah, I could be up for that.”

“Cool. It might be a happy hourish thang. I mean, starting at HH.”

“Hi y2!”

“come down for a drink, LMG.”

“hawk and dove thursday night huh? I could possibly swing that.”

“That would be awesome ENS!”

“Hell yeah EnS, get your ass down here.

LMG, how the hell ya doing? All ready for the big trip?”

“So this happening then or what?”

“I will be there around 6ish....maybe 7ish. Send me an email if you want my new....ish #.”

“so about 9ish it is then huh.”

“LMAO! I wasn't that late!”

“I have a good pic of you too at the capital grill place....y2 is moving in for a kiss from bm. har har har”

“Have one for me tonight. I have a mayoral fundraiser to go to, but I'd rather be at the Hawk & Dove.”

“Where's EnS?”

“Hikin?”

“You've got mail”

“I'm not going to make it tonight. I have to head the other direction.”

“Y2, Y2, Where fer weret tho?

Time is 2133 EST.
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“I was sitting in there from 7.30 to 8.45. By the front door.”

“Damn it! Why didn't you call? got there around 6:30. Sitting in the back. Sorry we missed you. Anyway, Dani and I decided we need to get out of our 'hood more often. You gonna be around next weekend?

Have you seen their Onion rings? Oly sheeite!”

“I did three laps of the bar, two at the start and one before i left. Didn't see you guys at all. I even went unpstairs... I didn't know they had an upstairs. I walked through the back three times! Oh well.”

“Maybe you didn't recognize me? I look weird without eyebrows.

:D


Sorry i didn't see you.”

“no worries. I did nearly accost some guy near the door who looked like you from behind who was with some girl with fairly short hair. Now, you were def in the hawk and dove and not in the cap lounge?

Looks like the number I had for you was my old one.
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“LOL! Yes. Hawk & Dove. We were in the back, first seat on the left past the bar. I sent you my new number today.”

“

How come no one told me he died???????? Was it not posted here? loved that dude! An Irishmen Smoking and drinking on TV while slamming the Catholic Church. Can't get cooler than that!

This country sucks.”

“"Goodnight, thank you, and may your God go with you"”

“He was a very funny alcoholic sort of guy. the stuff he didn't tone down for TV was even funnier.”

“nm
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“The Jeweler we are dealing with is Continental Jeweler in Farragut Square. In case you or any of your friends need to know.

I'm feeling like I need to start spreading the word.”

“When you up for a drink, new neighbor??

: )”