Posts by Jolisa
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Funny that, Amy - I was about to name-check you and your awesome recipe data-base, one of the earliest practical applications of the internet.
If it's stories you want, Russell, you could try Noeline McCaughan. I'm pretty sure she's still out there. Her usenet contributions (food, ferrets, family) were legendary, and she did it all from out on the farm. Not your typical early usenet demographic at all.
And yes to Judi and Jenny and Lin and Miche and others I'm forgetting. Is Ronit Alon out there somewhere?
Fist-bump to Robyn for raising the question in the first place.
Oh, and in non XX gender early usenet context: whatever happened to the guys who did the weekly Shortland St updates in the early 90s, avidly followed by the dozen or so expat New Zealanders with dial-up access at the time? Our very own television without pity.
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I wonder if Mr. Kevin of Roberts would be interested in marketing my Sour Pakehas confectionery range? Vanilla and resentment flavoured!
Best first post ever!
I'm trying to picture them. Are they upright and cheerful like Eskimos? Or sort of cringing? With a chocolate chip on their shoulder?
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How does Mr Saatchi think it should be pronounced?
Aro-Ah, or Aro-Eh? (with question mark and terminal rising inflection)
We've already done "Auckland, Eh?" so I'm guessing this would be "A-raw." Or "A-roar."
I'm waiting for SwestyVeeneyRoberts to propose New Edgeland. Composed of Top Edge and Bottom Edge. Or N.Edge and S.Edge.
And populated by edgies.
Or perhaps edgehogs.
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True. Those workaholic Americans, on the other hand, are always blowing each other off.
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How about "trampers"? (All wrapped up in their sleeping bags.)
Brilliant. Mind you, that might fly in NZ, but try handing them round to your American friends with a straight face, where it means something else altogether.
I have one friend who flatly refuses to believe that we not only go "tramping" but that we also have special boots -- and huts -- for the purpose.
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I bribed my oldest with stickers and chocloate but as soon as I tried to phase out the rewards he (very sensibly in hindsight) went on strike.
Isabel, I'm worried! We've got five jellybeans left. Does this mean I have to restock the jar?
Deborah, I knew there was always a good reason to have purple undies on hand.
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Nice one! What's your favourite colour jellybean? I am so looking forward to that movie.
The clip reminded me of the day the older child, aged about 3, casually said, "Hey Daddy, I know what fucking is!"
Daddy pulled over to the side of the road and said "Uh huh?"
"It's... it's.... it's what you say when you're really, really grumpy about something."
Phew.
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1. You're not supposed to wave your foot up in the air? OK, fair enough.
2. You're not supposed to put your foot on the standing on place? OK, where do you stand then? Is it a push with hands and run along behind jobbie?3. Do not use if your foot is bigger than your head. Either foot.
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What the hell are you doing running this "trainee determines the reward level" programme? You'll price every other parent out of the market! Children talk y'know.
Uh, fair trade? Er, I was trying to um... glut the market? On the "go ahead and smoke the whole packet" principle? (IANAEconomist, clearly).
The third picture in the instructions confuses me.
The whole graphic instruction sheet was very amusing. The three year old was seriously disappointed that when he hit the brakes, flames did not shoot out and burn his finger. But the picture of the scooter wheels getting struck in the train tracks got the biggest laugh, for some reason.
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Looking again at the photos: yes, it's definitely Oriental Bay, taken from around the carpark by Freyberg pool. That's really odd.
Very odd; were the pictures shot on location, or is it cut and paste? And what does it mean?
Those renegade wee New Zealanders, with their barefoot helmetless scootering and their wanton backyard trampolining and whatnot...