Open Thread ... Caturday
Welcome to the Open Thread, where the elite meet to ... where the august discuss ... to heck with it, it's Saturday, and I already found an LOLcat photo. I'm not writing any poetry. For the newcomers: This is our spot for off-topic comments and discussion. And links, if you've seen something interesting elsewhere.
Please sign your comments, and please avoid profanity, as well as racially and sexually abusive language. And when you sign your comments, please use only one nickname. I read the OT, but if you need to contact me directly, my email is jhart@kcstar.com.
Thanks, and have a great weekend!



Good morning, I bet that is one little scared vermin. I bet his little armpits are sweating. OR he could be enjoying the taunting. Nanny, nanny poo-poo!
Hope everyone has a great day.
Posted by: CareBear | Saturday, May 17, 2008 at 04:47 AM
Vermin sweat? ICK! you just ruined my breakfast.
Posted by: JUNGLE JIM | Saturday, May 17, 2008 at 08:20 AM
Uh oh. I have to finger mice elf for improper use of capitals.
Posted by: JUNGLE JIM | Saturday, May 17, 2008 at 08:24 AM
Are you hungry yet?
Posted by: JUNGLE JIM | Saturday, May 17, 2008 at 08:34 AM
It's still CATURDAY!
Posted by: JUNGLE JIM | Saturday, May 17, 2008 at 08:36 AM
Irresistable Caturday posting.
Posted by: JUNGLE JIM | Saturday, May 17, 2008 at 08:50 AM
THIRD !!! aint done that in a while...
Posted by: John Boy | Saturday, May 17, 2008 at 08:57 AM
Ruff!
(cat-free version)
Posted by: JUNGLE JIM | Saturday, May 17, 2008 at 09:03 AM
How are you today, John Boy?
Posted by: JUNGLE JIM | Saturday, May 17, 2008 at 09:04 AM
Good morning folks...
Posted by: The DB | Saturday, May 17, 2008 at 09:22 AM
Not feeling to bad under the circumstances, JJ, thanks.
Posted by: John Boy | Saturday, May 17, 2008 at 09:29 AM
Take care of yourself, nekkid ladies need lots of attention. What am I doing here amongst CB, JB, and DB?
Posted by: JUNGLE JIM | Saturday, May 17, 2008 at 09:40 AM
Morning!
Posted by: *sexy* | Saturday, May 17, 2008 at 09:42 AM
Good morning all! JJ, great Caturday pics! James - you're finding some good ones, too.
Goin' out to do battle with the yard, hope to get some mulch today too.
Posted by: Patty PV | Saturday, May 17, 2008 at 10:00 AM
What am I doing here amongst CB, JB, and DB?
Well some people refer to you as JJ!
Love those pics man. (Even the dog one).
John Boy, you're probably back asleep by now, but I meant to ask you yesterday, how is your appetite?
Posted by: CareBear | Saturday, May 17, 2008 at 12:08 PM
Patty, have you stopped for a break yet? I need to ask you a question.
Posted by: CareBear | Saturday, May 17, 2008 at 01:46 PM
CB - appetite is picking up. Just have to be careful not to eat too much. Any gain of 2 -3 pounds in two days has to be reported to Dr. I am staying pretty much the same every day so far. Some of those pills I am on are diuretic, so I am going wee wee all the way home a lot....
Posted by: John Boy | Saturday, May 17, 2008 at 02:25 PM
How's your leg? Is it looking/feeling any better? Wee wee all the way home without the little piggy?
Posted by: CareBear | Saturday, May 17, 2008 at 02:30 PM
Hey CareBear! I've stopped the yardwork. 50% of it was talking to neighbors. 25% of it was trying to reach the man who agreed to fertilize my aunt's yard . . . for $1,000. She thought that sounded reasonable. Event though the yard was fertilized a month ago.
Posted by: Patty PV | Saturday, May 17, 2008 at 04:15 PM
I'll be checking in; the beloved insists I sit in the shade with a beverage and relax awhile. Really, he's twisting my arm.
Posted by: Patty PV | Saturday, May 17, 2008 at 04:21 PM
*peeks in the OT with pet cockatiel on shoulder, quietly leaves before the bird screeches and WAKES EVERYONE UP*
Posted by: Patty PV | Saturday, May 17, 2008 at 08:02 PM
Me thinks the OT has died..
Posted by: John Boy | Saturday, May 17, 2008 at 09:14 PM
Oh well, time for a pain pill, then la-la land....
Posted by: John Boy | Saturday, May 17, 2008 at 09:22 PM
John Boy - the OT just needs a quintuple bypass!
Hope the pain pills do their job, and talk to you tomorrow, friend.
Posted by: Patty PV | Saturday, May 17, 2008 at 10:15 PM
I'm pleased that you have discovered lolcats. loldogs (ihasahotdog) is just as funny. Do have fun and if you master lolspeak it is even more fun.
Posted by: Rosie | Saturday, May 17, 2008 at 10:21 PM
Rosie my dogs are on I Can Has Cheeseburger, see if you can guess who they are . . .
Seez you laters
Posted by: Patty PV | Saturday, May 17, 2008 at 10:25 PM
Good morning yet again. Shouldn't today be Funday?
Posted by: CareBear | Sunday, May 18, 2008 at 06:46 AM
silver...wow...And bronze Saturday...
Posted by: John Boy | Sunday, May 18, 2008 at 08:26 AM
John Boy, you're working your way up to gold on Monday!
CareBear - I'm leaving soon to do battle with the aunt, you said you had a question . . .?
Posted by: Patty PV | Sunday, May 18, 2008 at 09:05 AM
Off and running - will check in later
Posted by: Patty PV | Sunday, May 18, 2008 at 09:25 AM
Good morning to anybody out there!
Hey, has anybody seen the new Narnia movie yet? Is it any good? I'm thinking about seeing a movie today.
What a great day!
Posted by: James Hart | Sunday, May 18, 2008 at 10:27 AM
Afternoon all.......
Finally feeling the warmth of late spring, gas under 3.60 in God's Country, everybody starting to get their gobbiment checks, have some fun out there.
Posted by: The DB | Sunday, May 18, 2008 at 12:04 PM
I'm interested in reviews on Narnia too.
Although we do Netflix and watch movies at home. Too many bad movie theater experiences (loud popcorn chewers, talkers, old women fiddling with candy wrappers, teenagers swearing) - is there any theater anymore where people behave?
Posted by: Patty PV | Sunday, May 18, 2008 at 01:01 PM
James~A member of my church was in a motorcycle accident last night in MO (i think)..He,as a result had to have one of his legs amputated. Can you find anything out on this for me please. His name is Shawn Newbins. THank you.
Posted by: *sexy* | Sunday, May 18, 2008 at 02:49 PM
James, I'm sure Narnia means something for real, but to me it sounds like something you mutter under your breath when you don't want to say something to someone in line in front of you.
Patty, yes I do. Will send it in an e-mail as it's something you might have to ponder for a minute. (and probably narnia under your breath too) :)
Posted by: CareBear | Sunday, May 18, 2008 at 03:40 PM
Back atcha CareBear! NarniaNarniaNARNIA!
Posted by: Patty PV | Sunday, May 18, 2008 at 05:25 PM
Just checking in and thought I would mention a couple of things that brought smiles to my face. One of the families on my street hired ponies for their children's party. They were real ponies not large horses. My mom had a picture of my oldest brother on a pony in full cowboy gear for years. It looked like the parents were prouder of their children being on ponies than the children were.
The other thing is I noticed several groups sitting in front of their houses rather than in the back. For so long if you saw people in their back yards they looked like they were hiding. I hope the smiles continue. With the mosquitos I am starting to hid in my house. I am one of those unfortunate people that they eat on in a crowd.
Posted by: AH | Sunday, May 18, 2008 at 08:17 PM
AH, take vitamin B or PABA supplements. You might find that makes a difference.
Back in the day, there were front porches. Neighbors said hi.
Times have changed.
Posted by: Patty PV | Sunday, May 18, 2008 at 08:23 PM
MEDITERRANEAN LEMON PEPPER CHICKEN
3-4 chicken breasts
2 lemons
2-3 tablespoons olive oil
1 large sweet onion, finely chopped
4 cloves garlic, crushed
1 teaspoon lemon pepper
2 cups chicken broth or water
1 can chick-peas or garbanzos, drained
1 tablespoon fresh parsley, minced
1 tablespoon flour (optional)
Cut lemons into 2 halves each. Rub chicken with one lemon half.
In a large Dutch oven, saute onion in olive oil until soft and golden colored.
Rub chicken with lemon pepper. Sear chicken on both sides in the onion and olive oil. Add garlic and saute for 1 more minute or until garlic is lightly colored. Add broth or water and drained chick-peas or garbanzos, the juice from the lemons and salt and pepper, to taste.
Bring to a boil, reduce heat, cover and simmer for about 40 minutes or just until chicken is tender (depends upon size of your breasts).
If a thicker sauce is desired, stir flour into sauce during final 15 minutes of cooking. 10 minutes before serving, stir in parsley (save a pinch for garnishing). Taste and adjust seasoning adding salt and pepper to taste.
Posted by: JUNGLE JIM | Sunday, May 18, 2008 at 08:27 PM
Neighbors saying "HI" disappeared about the same time as Milgram's Grocery Stores. I don't think that's a coincidence.
Posted by: JUNGLE JIM | Sunday, May 18, 2008 at 08:30 PM
Daddy worked in the meat department at Cascio's. We had lots of STEAK.
Marinated Flank Steak
STEAK
1/2 cup soy sauce
1/2 cup dry white wine
1/2 onion, chopped
3 tablespoons chopped fresh rosemary
2 tablespoons olive oil
2 garlic cloves, chopped
1 2-pound flank steak, trimmed
SAUCE
1/2 cup sour cream
1 tablespoon plus 1 teaspoon prepared horseradish
2 green onions, chopped
Romaine lettuce leaves
Marinate overnight, turning occasionally.
FOR SAUCE: Mix first 3 ingredients in small bowl. Season with generous amount of pepper. (Can be prepared 1 day ahead. Cover and refrigerate.)
Prepare barbecue (high heat). Drain steak. Pour marinade into small saucepan and boil 1 minute. Season steak with generous amount of pepper. Grill to desired doneness, basting occasionally with marinade, about 6 minutes per side for rare. Transfer steak to plate and let stand at least 15 minutes. (Can be prepared up to 2 hours ahead.) Cut steak across grain into thin diagonal slices. Line platter with romaine leaves. Top with steak. Serve warm or at room temperature with horseradish sauce.
Posted by: Patty PV | Sunday, May 18, 2008 at 08:34 PM
Try saying hi to the people you pass. After a while you will start receiving hi's back. Of course don't say high to anyone that looks under 17 or you might be arrested for molestation. This is truely what has changed. The old greeting to a young person let them know that you saw them but now is taken as an invitation not a greeting.
I found out the above when I used to live in the Northeast and walked my dogs. Soon you would see people talking to each other where you only saw closed doors before.
Posted by: AH | Sunday, May 18, 2008 at 08:38 PM
Mix chopped ripe mango, black beans, chopped celery, onions if you like, and use as a relish on meats or as a salsa for chips.
No amounts just as your tastebuds like it.
Posted by: AH | Sunday, May 18, 2008 at 08:41 PM
Thank you Jungle, I've saved that into my what in the world am I going to do with chicken for supper file.
You kinda cracked me up there for a minute talking about thicker sauce. When my ex and I were first married, I only knew the southern way of cooking. First time I made grits for breakast, I thought the apartment around us was going to fall in. HE thought I was trying to make gravy and failed miserably. I told him just to try it and if he didn't like it, then he could laugh. Didn't laugh, but didn't say good job either, I considered that a success.
How is your roommmates Mama? Everything going okay?
Posted by: CareBear | Sunday, May 18, 2008 at 08:42 PM
Yep, in our neighborhood nobody talks in the winter months. Come spring we are all out in our yards, and socialize again.
Be careful with mangoes. Too close to the skin of a mango, you get the same chemical substance that is found in poison ivy. I found this out after having an allergic reaction after eating a mango. I am, however, the only person I have ever known that had this reaction.
Posted by: Patty PV | Sunday, May 18, 2008 at 08:43 PM
For the flank steak roll the steak in the leaves and munch. I seldom use a recipe but you certainly have some good ones, Patty.
Posted by: AH | Sunday, May 18, 2008 at 08:44 PM
Patty, that could be why my husband remembers his native schoolmates on Guam as having ulcers from eating too many mangos. He was an army brat and spent his freshman year there.
Posted by: AH | Sunday, May 18, 2008 at 08:47 PM
Oooh, AH (sounds like watching a fireworks display doesn't it). How are you been, my little CareBear radar has been wondering if you were alright.
Neighbors, yes indeed. When I first moved into my neighbor 17+ years ago, nobocy knew who even lived next door to them, except for my little old man who lived about five houses from me. Good ole' country boy. Now whether they like it or not (I think they do) everyone waves and honks when they see their neighbor. What's the harm, Walter passed from us a couple of years ago, but what a great legacy he left behind.
Patty, you know more about music than I, isn't there a country song about everybody knows everybody, everybody calls you friend....and that's where I would lose on Don't Forget The Lyrics. :)
Posted by: CareBear | Sunday, May 18, 2008 at 08:51 PM
Carebear, I have just been trying to maintain. My internal alarms keep ringing but I have not a clue about what. I think I passed it to my dog because about one he became alarmed and started to duck under things. I took him outside thinking that he had made a mess and was ashamed but he only walked by curling his body around my leg. After a while he calmed down, but talk about being petrified, he was on worried dog.
Posted by: AH | Sunday, May 18, 2008 at 08:58 PM
I know old-time country and honkytonk, classical and jazz. At first I was certain you meant the Cheers theme song (LOL) but then I found out it really is a country song sung by Tracy Byrd:
Way back up in the country
Back in the hills
Down in the hollows where the folks are real
Livin' with the crazzies and the old wildcats
Sawed off shotguns and coonskin caps
That's where I'm from and I'm proud to say
I'm from the country and I like it that way
Everybody knows everybody
Everybody calls you friend
You don't need an invitation
Kick off your shoes come on in
Yeah we know how to work and we know how to play
We're from the country and we like it that way
All day long we work in the fields
Then bring it on home for a home cooked meal
We love ya like Sunday
Treat ya like Saturday night
And when the beds get full we can sleep in the hay (Hey)
We're from the country and we like it that way
Everybody knows everybody
Everybody calls you friend
You don't need an invitation
Kick off your shoes come on in
Yeah we know how to work and we know how to play
We're from the country and we like it that way
Everybpdy knows everybody
Everybody calls you friend
You don't need an invitation
Kick off your shoes come on in
Yeah we know how to work and we know how to play
We're from the country
We're from the country
We're from the country
And we like it that way
Posted by: Patty PV | Sunday, May 18, 2008 at 08:59 PM
make that one worried dog. Can't type, can't spell.
Posted by: AH | Sunday, May 18, 2008 at 09:01 PM