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Okay, that requires us to consider that Tatyana may not have been introduced to this bit of American culture yet. We note that the player on first base in the photo is "Hu".



... This very confuse me. They men speak quickly and much dynamic volume. I discover much American humor use phrase awkward way for comedy and this I have difficult understand. I understand concept but not know multiple use of phrase. My shows use many joke I do not understand but audience enjoy so then is good.


They do speak very quickly. I hadn't thought of that. Most Americans have the comedy routine partly memorized so we don't really notice. Are you familiar with American baseball? I'm headed to bed for now--it is past midnight in New Mexico--but if you do know the game a little, we can better explain why Hu in the photo being on first base is funny.


I understand some baseball. I see Kansas City Royal win World Series by invite of friend. Wonderful party began after which I learn of American apple whiskey. Much delicious.


Okay. The Abbott and Costello "Who's on First" routine, first performed some 70+ years ago, has become a famous bit of Americana that all Americans know and understand. It pops up in friendly conversation now and then. The theme begins with them presumably at a baseball game. Some guy named "Who" is on first base. So Costello asks Abbott "Who is on first?" Abbott replies "Who". Costello doesn't understand that "Who" is actually the guy's name. And in the confusion it turns out a guy named "What" is on second base and a guy named "Idontknow" is on third base. It gets completely confusing but in that day it was funny. Now it is just famous.

Oh, and I'm really jealous that you got to see that game. How wonderful.

Some of the script:

Abbott: Who.

Costello: The first baseman.

Abbott: Who.

Costello: The guy playing...

Abbott: Who is on first!

Costello: I'm asking you who's on first.

Abbott: That's the man's name.

Costello: That's who's name?

Abbott: Yes.

Costello: Well go ahead and tell me.

Abbott: That's it.

Costello: That's who?

Abbott: Yes. PAUSE

Costello: Look, you gotta first baseman?

Abbott: Certainly.

Costello: Who's playing first?

Abbott: That's right.

Abbott: Who's on first.

Costello: One base at a time!

Abbott: Well, don't change the players around.

Costello: I'm not changing nobody!

Abbott: Take it easy, buddy.

Costello: I'm only asking you, who's the guy on first base?

Abbott: That's right.

Costello: OK.

Abbott: Alright. PAUSE

Costello: What's the guy's name on first base?

Abbott: No. What is on second.

Costello: I'm not asking you who's on second.

Abbott: Who's on first.

Costello: I don't know.

Abbott: He's on third, we're not talking about him. . . .
Abbott and Costello, Who's on first? text

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I was not know how critical this game is to Americans. I understand when arrive so many people and so loud. It was fortune I was in New York for visit friend but no fortune for man I take ticket of. He very sick so could no attend game.
 
Left Monday for Las Vegas and got back this evening. Mrs. Liberty want to go as her birthday gift. Met two of my kids out there. Mrs. Liberty flew on the zip line above Fremont Street. Not sure on the street name. My kids flew in separately and arrived five minutes after a shooting outside our hotel/casino.
 
The last of the cataracts were sliced off my eyes today. The anathestia made me groggy most of the afternoon and my right eye drowned after all the drops applies to it.

But late this afternoon I took Daisy the Mutt for a walk in the park to test drive my newly restored vision. The day was beautiful! Warmer (low 60s) and sunny. The trees are starting to bud out. A cast of light green covered the weeping willows, light pink is appearing on the wild cherries and the azaleas are leafing out, but bot betraying any color of blossoms yet.

I could see Daisy everywhere she ran. Before the surgery, I relied on my sense of hearing to monitor her as huffs and puffs when she runs. She's not out of shape by any stretch of the imagination. In fact, she is the very picture of health and fitness. But she has so much fun running after squirrels and frolicking in general, she seems to laugh when she runs, hence the huffing and puffing, at least that's what her veterinarian says.

I'm taking tomorrow off as I have to lay prone for a few hours these first couple of days.

What a new luxury! Vision! Don't take it for granted!
 
Left Monday for Las Vegas and got back this evening. Mrs. Liberty want to go as her birthday gift. Met two of my kids out there. Mrs. Liberty flew on the zip line above Fremont Street. Not sure on the street name. My kids flew in separately and arrived five minutes after a shooting outside our hotel/casino.

A winner for Mrs. Save's birthday and happy gathering and you're all back safe. Not so much that you all had to dodge gunfire in the process.
 
The last of the cataracts were sliced off my eyes today. The anathestia made me groggy most of the afternoon and my right eye drowned after all the drops applies to it.

But late this afternoon I took Daisy the Mutt for a walk in the park to test drive my newly restored vision. The day was beautiful! Warmer (low 60s) and sunny. The trees are starting to bud out. A cast of light green covered the weeping willows, light pink is appearing on the wild cherries and the azaleas are leafing out, but bot betraying any color of blossoms yet.

I could see Daisy everywhere she ran. Before the surgery, I relied on my sense of hearing to monitor her as huffs and puffs when she runs. She's not out of shape by any stretch of the imagination. In fact, she is the very picture of health and fitness. But she has so much fun running after squirrels and frolicking in general, she seems to laugh when she runs, hence the huffing and puffing, at least that's what her veterinarian says.

I'm taking tomorrow off as I have to lay prone for a few hours these first couple of days.

What a new luxury! Vision! Don't take it for granted!

So happy it went well. We had all been pulling for you so hard I neglected to put you on the vigil list, but I think you got the benefit anyway.
 
Good morning everybody. We had a good time celebrating Hombre's birthday last night and the celebration will continue through Saturday which is his actual birthday. We've been having glorious weather but return to the chillier spring tomorrow as a front comes through.
But meanwhile, everybody have a great Friday.
 
I don't think it's boring at all! I like talking about dance! :) I took ballet as a child and then again for a while when I was a teen. I haven't done it in YEARS though. Pointe shoes are painful, no? :D

No pain from pointe shoe. Must fit correct. Weak foot then pain. Is tight then pain. Shoe soft then pain. Box to much wide or short then pain. Shoe loose then pain. Shoe fit correct with strong foot no pain. My job make me wear heel to dance this difficult to me however I become accustom to heel thus better.

I haven't worn pointe shoes in years, but they always hurt my feet. I don't get pain from heels. I'm short, so I wear them all the time. Lol! :D

My heel I purchase not hurt for walk but show shoe is different. I employ various method to make shoe comfort for strenuous dance. Every show get new shoe! :(

Show shoes!

I not take pic of shoe for internet.

:)

Actually it's a double meaning. "Show shoes" --- the shoes that you use in a show. It's funny because the two words sound almost the same.

I like word play.
 
The last of the cataracts were sliced off my eyes today. The anathestia made me groggy most of the afternoon and my right eye drowned after all the drops applies to it.

But late this afternoon I took Daisy the Mutt for a walk in the park to test drive my newly restored vision. The day was beautiful! Warmer (low 60s) and sunny. The trees are starting to bud out. A cast of light green covered the weeping willows, light pink is appearing on the wild cherries and the azaleas are leafing out, but bot betraying any color of blossoms yet.

I could see Daisy everywhere she ran. Before the surgery, I relied on my sense of hearing to monitor her as huffs and puffs when she runs. She's not out of shape by any stretch of the imagination. In fact, she is the very picture of health and fitness. But she has so much fun running after squirrels and frolicking in general, she seems to laugh when she runs, hence the huffing and puffing, at least that's what her veterinarian says.

I'm taking tomorrow off as I have to lay prone for a few hours these first couple of days.

What a new luxury! Vision! Don't take it for granted!
Looking good, Nosmo! Your typing has improved dramatically from what it was a week ago.
 

Okay, that requires us to consider that Tatyana may not have been introduced to this bit of American culture yet. We note that the player on first base in the photo is "Hu".



... This very confuse me. They men speak quickly and much dynamic volume. I discover much American humor use phrase awkward way for comedy and this I have difficult understand. I understand concept but not know multiple use of phrase. My shows use many joke I do not understand but audience enjoy so then is good.


"Multiple use", yes that is it.

Basically "Who" and "What" are question words but Abbot is using them as proper names, while Costello is hearing them as question words. The audience must interpret them both ways and the different meanings make them funny.

It may be a good exercise to read. :)
 
The last of the cataracts were sliced off my eyes today. The anathestia made me groggy most of the afternoon and my right eye drowned after all the drops applies to it.

But late this afternoon I took Daisy the Mutt for a walk in the park to test drive my newly restored vision. The day was beautiful! Warmer (low 60s) and sunny. The trees are starting to bud out. A cast of light green covered the weeping willows, light pink is appearing on the wild cherries and the azaleas are leafing out, but bot betraying any color of blossoms yet.

I could see Daisy everywhere she ran. Before the surgery, I relied on my sense of hearing to monitor her as huffs and puffs when she runs. She's not out of shape by any stretch of the imagination. In fact, she is the very picture of health and fitness. But she has so much fun running after squirrels and frolicking in general, she seems to laugh when she runs, hence the huffing and puffing, at least that's what her veterinarian says.

I'm taking tomorrow off as I have to lay prone for a few hours these first couple of days.

What a new luxury! Vision! Don't take it for granted!
Looking good, Nosmo! Your typing has improved dramatically from what it was a week ago.
Between the light from the iPad and the dialation drops typing for me is like welding without goggles!
 
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Another day shot. I took the partner to his doc's appt this morning and he's still not healed enough for surgery. The swelling is still significant and the fracture blisters are almost (not quite) healed enough. So we go back on Monday for another evaluation and they'll do the surgery on Tuesday. Doc said they have about a three week window to address the fracture before healing of the bones progresses to the point they have to break them again to fix them properly. Right now, the partner is sitting in the Jeep, enjoying the fresh air and sunshine and I am enjoying a few quiet moments before he comes in and annoys me. Right now, I think he hates my guts, he's even said as much.
But all things happen for a reason, don't they? I've been cleaning up his hoarder's house and another friend of ours has kindly started to tackle the partner's truck. I am planning on pricing a RedBox to see if I can afford it. That way, I just tip all the trash and junk into the box and it's hauled away before he knows his stuff is gone. I'm also trying to find someone to foster his cat for a month or so until he can make it on his own and doesn't need help getting around.
Four new kids, all cute as heck. We're bottle-feeding on little doeling because her mom doesn't seem inclined to feed her. Makes the partner happy, he has a purpose in life: wet nurse for a goatling.
Well, time to milk the goats. I'll try to check back later. Hope y'all are having great day and enjoying Springtime.

He sounds cranky. Lol. :D
He's only cranky when he doesn't get his way. He's a passive-aggressive controller, so not getting his way usually results in unpleasantness that casual observers might not recognize as aggressive behavior. He is a hoarder, though, and I have been spending a little time each work day at the house in town, picking up and bagging some unbelievable litter, trash, and garbage. The refrigerator was daunting and I still have to tackle the freezer. He had smoked salmon from 2003 in the 'fridge. Hell, ya never know when someone might drop by and you need a smoked salmon treat!
There's a Black Forest cake I made over three months ago that I found under a pile of other stuff. I'm not sure whether I want to try to salvage the cake carrier. It's a particularly nice one and might just clean up OK, after I dislodge the wreck of that cake...
 
Happy Wednesday!

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Good morning,Chris!

Mornin' Ernie! It's actually 12:33 PM here, but I just woke up a few minutes ago. :bye1:
Morning becomes relative in this business. I say "good morning" to my partners at 2 PM and good night at sunrise right after we eat breakfast for supper.
The best thing about Central time is that I'm an hour younger than I would be there. :D
I work graves, so "morning" is pretty subjective in my world, too. In Alaska, "morning" starts at around 1 am and "evening" ends at about 12 am at certain times of the year...at least in this latitude.
 
I agree that meeting on-line acquaintances might be tricky. I've met a couple of people from this forum in person, and there have been group get-togethers with people from other forums. They always worked out pretty well, and there are always some surprises. Most people don't look much like you picture them in you mind's eye, for instance. If you prefer, I can make some recommendations of good places to find some chow around town, too.

No, I'm good if you want to meet us. We currently have no excursion for Anchorage, it should be fun.
It would be my honor! You have nothing to fear, especially with hubby on board. PM me when you get closer to the time. What do you like to eat?


I like a lot of stuff but my husband pretty much only likes chicken and hamburger.....<sigh>
There's a place, pretty good restaurant, actually, that used to offer Kobe beef meat loaf. (A total waste of a good cut of beef, IMHO, but it seemed to sell well.) For the more adventurous types, they have a blackened salmon to die for! That place is right downtown. If we have a bit of time and you all are up for a lovely drive, I'd take you to Girdwood. The place down there is "starred" and fairly well known in epicurean circles.

I'll have to find out how much time we have, I'm pretty much good for about anything, I love sight seeing and seeing places I haven't been to before. I also love meeting people, I'm a people person. Be prepared for me to take pictures. I would be just as happy seeing your goats as going anywhere else.
Happy Spring everyone.
Hey, Ollie! How are you doing? Any new kittens in you garage? (Was that where you had found them last time?) How is Mrs. Ollie?
Mrs O is holding steady, No change is the best we can hope for. She has good and bad days. One of the grown up Granddaughters has been here since last June, (She's moving out in a week or two.) And she caught one of the kittens about 5 months ago and it now lives in the house has had all it's shots and will be fixed if she doesn't take it with her when she moves to her Aunts house, a 5 hour drive from here... And me? I'm taking care of everyone else and suffering with a heel spur. The cortisone shots aren't helping.

Had my heel spur sanded off, complications led to me not walking for nearly two years. Now, I have this humongous scar and I can't wear normal shoes...<sigh> Cortisone never did do much for me.
We'll play it by ear, then. There's actually a pretty decent Greek/Italian place out this way, so a visit to the goats on the way out there would be nice. Time permitting, maybe you and hubby would like to spend a night in a "dry" cabin...a more truly Alaskan experience. Do you all play Cribbage? I can promise a decent meal and some home-made mead.
 
Life has been relatively pleasant here. The temps are in the high 40s to mid-50s. I've managed to clear some debris from the place and can now start loading the truck for a trip to the dump. I got my seed 'taters today and hope to till their place and plant them next week. Four new kids make life entertaining, all of them are popping around like popcorn gone wild. The older goats are also "celebrating" the advent of warm weather.
Good to see so many old friends show up at the CS. Old friends, too!
 

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