tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4147464497485662653.post4764000230385659937..comments2023-04-02T07:53:20.253-07:00Comments on Musings of Mama Minger: White Trash and Schrodinger's CatJrWhalehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05007424329695367779noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4147464497485662653.post-48833315109082175362011-04-13T13:29:04.839-07:002011-04-13T13:29:04.839-07:00...and if you met me 10 years ago, you'd just ......and if you met me 10 years ago, you'd just be you, or else we wouldn't have stayed friends :o)Xen Xenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07471571941851692080noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4147464497485662653.post-37576328023605618762011-04-13T10:56:57.270-07:002011-04-13T10:56:57.270-07:00(side note, hello to the late 90's sex dreams ...(side note, hello to the late 90's sex dreams about our old boss last night)<br />Um, yeah, that was one of the few sexy things from the late 90's that I had managed to forget.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4147464497485662653.post-17131386476240453932011-04-13T09:40:28.017-07:002011-04-13T09:40:28.017-07:00Xen Xen--- You know I would be a lot more circums...Xen Xen--- You know I would be a lot more circumscribed about what I say if I were actually in front of you because I'd rather not mar your adorableness with my whiskey tango-tendencies. We have these shell casings (and thank you for the shell casing craft ideas) because the cutest boy dressed in too short too tight too out of style Levi's and a camo shirt gathered them up at the shooting range, and he was ever so excited about his "discoveries" that I've allowed him to keep the collection.JrWhalehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05007424329695367779noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4147464497485662653.post-32876975444674884412011-04-13T09:03:46.506-07:002011-04-13T09:03:46.506-07:00My husband uses the phrasing, 'Whiskey Tango&#...My husband uses the phrasing, 'Whiskey Tango', like a trucker's call sign...THAT is class. I thought you were supposed to wear your casings around your neck after you drill a hole in it and, if you are really creative, I bet you could arrange them in a way to look as if you are a wild native from some far off island of 'Whis-key Tan-go' and you, its queen. Alright, I think I got a little carried away, but somehow, I don't think you'll mind ;o)Xen Xenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07471571941851692080noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4147464497485662653.post-56245287776508024442011-04-12T14:34:04.724-07:002011-04-12T14:34:04.724-07:00You realize you could gather all of your musings a...You realize you could gather all of your musings and publish them a la, Shit my Dad Says...DBhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13709404377893207321noreply@blogger.com