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20082. Ulgine Barrows - 9/2/2006 2:50:32 AM [i]19612. arkymalarky - 6/12/2006 2:41:58 PM
Ulgine, my assessment of the difference between dogs and cats: cats play with their prey before they kill it, and dogs play with it after--weeks after, if you let them.
My parents went out on their driveway one day to find that all that was left of one of their cat's bird victims was a pair of wings lying on the concrete.[/i]
Yeah, cats like to kill it a little bit, then kill it a little bit more. And then see if they can kill it til it doesn't move. 20083. judithathome - 9/2/2006 4:08:29 AM MsNo, I wholeheartedly agree with Arky...fabulous post!
The purse outlet is called B Jaxx.
And Todd...how could I ever forget Todd! ;-) 20084. Ulgine Barrows - 9/2/2006 5:06:24 AM Todd? Do tell. 20085. Ulgine Barrows - 9/2/2006 5:17:45 AM 19885 or maybe 19858
Is it too much to demand
I want a full house and a rock and roll band
Pens that won't run out of ink
And cool quiet and time to think
Shouldn't I have this
Passionate Kisses, MC Carpenter
And that website makes me sad I posted (or tried to post) her lyrics here. 20086. Ms. No - 9/2/2006 7:24:30 AM Ah, Todd, he was a charmer. That's the kind of boy I'd have gotten into trouble with in highschool...or college...or hell, probably even five years ago. ;-> 20087. Ulgine Barrows - 9/2/2006 7:50:24 AM And perhaps today?
Todd, Tom, Toby..... 20088. Ulgine Barrows - 9/2/2006 7:55:31 AM 19612. arkymalarky - 6/12/2006 2:41:58 PM
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My parents went out on their driveway one day to find that all that was left of one of their cat's bird victims was a pair of wings lying on the concrete.
Yeah, I had to kick bird parts around to mow the lawn today.
Mostly wings: they must not be so tasty. 20089. alistairConnor - 9/2/2006 12:28:53 PM well I'm not sorry I asked!
Looks like you've had one of those life-defining flashpoints... I think millions of us are likely to find ourselves in that position over the next few years : cast off from our established positions as the economy moves (or crumbles) under our feet. You've seized on it as an opportunity, where others would have been crushed by it... I think that this is very smart re-positioning, considering the economic storms ahead. "Get thee to the non-discretionary side of the economy!" is the general advice for anyone... let's hope the education system will be maintained.
So what sort of teaching are you aiming for? 20090. uzmakk - 9/2/2006 12:30:31 PM I commented long ago that the Western Moties seemed to be a more gregarious lot than their Eastern brethren. The evidence accumulates.
20091. alistairConnor - 9/2/2006 12:37:22 PM The only American moties I have met are New Yawkers. But that's just a matter of opportunity. 20092. wonkers2 - 9/2/2006 2:27:35 PM Anybody know where Magoseph is lately? 20093. arkymalarky - 9/2/2006 3:50:30 PM Judith posted that Mags wanted us to know she'd be gone for a few days, but didn't say why or for how long. 20094. wonkers2 - 9/2/2006 3:53:26 PM Tnks! 20095. arkymalarky - 9/2/2006 4:01:46 PM Ol' Todd. I'd about forgotten Todd before he showed up. He's something else. I didn't know what to make of him back when, and I still don't. He's always been a charmer, but if he dropped by much I'd have to start keeping better count of my silverware. 20096. judithathome - 9/2/2006 4:18:18 PM Just talked to Mags and she and Flexy are going to her older son's house to meet up with her younger son and his fiance who are visiting from Texas. Big doin's for the Labor Day weekend in the Oseph clan!
She said to say hello to everyone and that she will be back soon. I want to know all about her future daughter-in-law, myself. 20097. Ms. No - 9/2/2006 8:57:00 PM Alisdair,
I plan to teach highschool English and eventually History. Truly, for me to have gotten a stronger message from whatever Powers That Be I'd have had to wake up with a tattoo on my ass.
Perhaps I just wasn't ready before this, but it's not as if the thought of teaching hadn't ever occurred to me before. I'm not sure why it didn't strike me before, but this time it was really an "Oh Duh" moment. I wasn't agonizing over what career I wanted, I was panicking a little bit over the fact that I was going to have to apply for jobs in LA that I didn't really want in order to maintain the salary and life I'd become accustomed to. This dropped on me like a safe from a third story window.
What's amazing is how incredibly dense I've had to be in order to NOT look at teaching as a career choice. My mother and stepfather both teach. My uncle and his wife, two of my three first cousins and three of their spouses. Four of their children and two more who are planning it. Three of my closest college girlfriends.
Also, there I was heading to Arkansas to be surrounded by yet more educators --- and pretty much every time I've turned around since then I've run into more people to support and encourage my choice. The handyman who came to unstick the windows in my new place has a Masters in Education and taught for years before retiring to his current trade. We sat and chatted for nearly an hour.
When I mentioned wanting to perhaps spend a year or two teaching on one of the Reservations a girlfriend of mine piped up that her mother had worked for the BIF for thirty years and could tell me anything I wanted to know about it.
Seriously, I ought to be terrified at this point --- not of going back to school, but of not being gainfully employed for the next three years while I go back to school, but I just can't be. I won't say that I'm not worried at all and there will be adjustments to be made, but I feel like I've got laser focus for the first time in my life. I've been meandering all this time and now I've got a destination.
Okay, I'm starting to sound like some revivalist convert so I'll just quit now, but suffice to say I'm very, very excited. 20098. Ms. No - 9/2/2006 8:58:02 PM Arky,
I'd count it twice.....and then I'd check my underwear drawer, just in case. 20099. jexster - 9/2/2006 10:26:00 PM Semper Chow!
A fella in an email list I belong to recently asserted a pretense to a palate on behalf of one of his comrades whose palate, I can attest from personal experience, is charitably, a hair this side of putresence.
But good taste is in the Jexie DNA ain't it! 25 years of lawyerin...I proffered my evidence - Top Ten returns googling my uncle - (His dad forgot more than Uncle Dick ever knew...but the DNA runs through the generations...)
1 The $64,000 Question
The $64,000 Question Page! One of HUNDREDS of classic TV shows in Tim's TV Showcase! ... The first contestant to win $64,000 was Richard S. McCutchen on September 13, 1955. ...
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2 The 64,000 Dollar Question - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
The $64,000 Question was a popular United States television game show from 1955 to 1958. ... 13, 1955, was Richard S. McCutchen, a Marine whose subject ...
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3. The 64,000 Dollar Question - UKGameshows
... to win the grand prize on TV was Richard McCutchen on the subject of cooking. ... Picture 2 - A contestant awaits their $64,000 question in the isolation booth. ...
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4. TV ACRES: Communication Devices - Isolation Booth ($64,000 Question)
... The first $64,000 winner was gastronomy expert, Marine Captain Richard McCutchen. Dr. ... The - Game show gadget used on THE 64,000 QUESTION/CBS/1955-58. ...
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5. The 64,000 Dollar Question
The $64,000 Question was a popular United States television game show from 1955 to 1958. ... 13, 1955, was Richard S. McCutchen, a Marine whose subject ...
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6. Quiz Show Scandals
... CBS on 7 June 1955, The $64,000 Question was an immediate sensation, racking up ... as in the cases of Richard McCutchen, the rugged marine captain who was ...
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... 7 premier on CBS of The $64,000 Question, the "biggest jackpot program in radio ... Marine Captain Richard S. McCutchen became a national celebrity as an ...
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8. TIME Magazine Archive Article -- Semper Chow -- Sep. 26, 1955
... as many living, breathing citizens remained unaware of Marine Captain Richard S. McCutchen, 28—the first man to dare "The $64,000 Question"—as there are whooping ...
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9. E.com: -- Aug. 17, 1959 -- Page 1
... now defunct The $64,000 Question; by Betsy Griffen McCutchen, 32; after ten ... Divorced. Richard McCutchen, 32, personable onetime Marine Corps captain, ...
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10game show history
For example, when The $64,000 Question was in its prime during the summer of ... to win $64,000 was Marine Captain Richard McCutchen, whose specialty was cooking. ...
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20100. jexster - 9/2/2006 11:13:28 PM My Uncle Dick...last surviving of that generation of jexsters...
[he made the cover of Look magazine too]
Time Magazine
Monday, Sep. 26, 1955
Semper Chow
After one splendiferous night last week, about as many living, breathing citizens remained unaware of Marine Captain Richard S. McCutchen, 28—the first man to dare "The $64,000 Question"—as there are whooping cranes left on the North American continent.
To 55 million televiewers who saw him conquer an adman's dream of Everest, Dick McCutchen proved a perfect dish. Shaken well, he had the drawling deference of a vintage Jimmy Stewart, the nerve of a riverboat gambler, and the Montezuman morale of a Marine. Not the least, he had an astronomical gastronomical education, inherited from his globetrotting naval-officer father, who has spent years accumulating exotic recipes.
To Paris With Hunger. Now a 55-year-old retired captain (Annapolis '23), father John McCutchen first invaded his wife's kitchen in San Francisco in 1932; between "fiddling with cake-baking," he roamed the city's fabled restaurants, pored over cookbooks. For Dick's tenth birthday party he whipped out a succulent Lobster Newburg ("not exactly for a kid's stomach, but that's what he wanted"). Permanently intrigued, Dick thenceforth stirred while "The Skipper" mixed the local delicacies of Manila, Tsingtao or New Orleans. In Panama, on lazy Saturday afternoons, the gourmets caught and charcoal-grilled barracuda, red snapper or king mackerel together off Farallón Sucio.
The Skipper never served in Paris, the fount of his lore, but Dick did. Foresightedly, the Marine Corps sent the young officer there in 1952 to command the U.S. embassy guard, a plush detail enabling him to swallow new wines and sauces at great restaurants, while adding and subtracting their stars in the Guide Michelin. After a hitch in Korea (where raw spider crabs caked in crushed red pepper failed to thrill him), Captain McCutchen went to Ohio State University to teach naval science.
The Big Gamble. To a man with a wife and three daughters to support on $435 a month, "The $64,000 Question" seemed a highly interesting game. In June he wrote a semiserious letter to the producers, beginning: "Being endowed with normal mental faculties . . ." They paid his way to New York, quickly appraised him as a genuinely knowledgeable candidate whose "warmth" and "sparkle" made him an acceptable contestant. In no time he had mounted the program's cash "plateaus" by identifying flour in five breads for $16,000, five desserts for $32,000 (taxcut to $20,090), found himself with the option of going all the way. Getting ready for his final appearance last week, he took his uniform to be cleaned. Pleaded the tailor: "Let me take it to my synagogue tonight and I'll pray over it." Dick went back to boning up on Volume 23 of the Encyclopaedia Britannica (vegetables, vitamins, wines), The Wise Encyclopedia of Cookery and Simon's A Concise Encyclopaedia of Gastronomy.
As so often happens in final exams, the last minute cramming was wholly unnecessary. The question: identify five dishes and two wines on the now-famous menu of a royal banquet given in 1939 by King George VI for French President Albert Lebrun. The items: Consommé Quenelles, Filet de truite saumonée, Petits Pois à la française, Sauce maltaise, Corbeille, Château Yquem; Madeira Sercial. The minute he heard it, Captain McCutchen knew he was rich.* Inside the isolation booth he conferred with his father-advisor (for appearance sake only, it seemed), cracked his knuckles, and cracked out the answers. Squealed Emcee Hal March, amid crashing chords of The Marine Hymn: "If you're symbolic of the Marine Corps, Dick, I don't see how we'll ever lose any battles!"
Love That McCutchen. The program's sponsor, Charles Revson, president of Revlon Products Corp., had more than the occasion to be choked up about as he unhanded the Big Check. With an $11 million advertising budget, Revlon was spending a cut-rate $64,000 (plus prizes) weekly for a show that, according to one survey, was being watched on 84.8% of all TV sets in operation. So far, Revlon has paid contestants only $175,000 and two Cadillacs. Sales of such Revlon paints and powders as Love That Pink, Living Lipstick and Touch and Glow are up as much as 50%. Its nearest lipstick competitor, Hazel Bishop, had been forced to pass its quarterly dividend.
On the man Revlon could thank most last week, admiration descended from all directions. Headlined Paris Presse: PRESIDENT LEBRUN'S GREEN PEAS WON $64,000 FOR CAPTAIN RICHARD. British newspapers lovingly frontpaged the event. The U.S. Hearst chain extracted eight articles from McCutchen on his life and times (BE "CAPTAIN COOK'S" GUEST, shouted the headlines). State fairs beseeched his appearance. Publishers begged him to write cookbooks. In a New York delicatessen, the proprietor refused to let him leave without a 3-ft. gift roll of salami. But from Marine Corps Commandant Lemuel Shepherd Jr. came the most important response of all: Captain Richard S. McCutchen, USMC, was ordered to Washington to review the sunset parade and dine (on roast beef) amid the general's shimmering crystal. That almost equaled $64,000 (net $32,850) any time.
*He might have been less sure if asked to identify the entire menu of that 1939 dinner. Dishes left out: Rouennais à la gelée Reine Elizabeth, Garniture Buzancy, Mignonnette d'Agneau Royale, Pommes nouvelles rissolées au beurre, Poussin Mercy-le-Haut, Salade Elysée, Asperges vertes, Bombe l'Entente Cordiale, Cassolette Bassillac. Wines left out: Sherry 1865, Piesporter Goldtröpfchen 1924, Deidesheimer Kieselberg 1921, Perrier-Jouët 1919, Château Haut-Brion 1904, Royal Tawny Port, Brandy 1815.
20101. Trillium - 9/3/2006 12:12:47 AM Very best of luck to you in your educational project, Ms. No!
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I just got an email from my oldest daughter with the caption, "Not for the Fainthearted". Ohmigod.
It contains pictures of her going skydiving!! Pictures from over a thousand feet up, looking down over her feet to fields far below! (3,000 feet?)
My tummy did flipflops just looking at the photos. Yeow! I never did this. Not sure I ever would.
It is so kind that she didn't tell me before she did this. My nerves would have been seriously frayed!
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