I'm feeling too lazy to write anything at the moment. Other than what you see here. Haven't had any medication for my back, but wow! for some reason I feel like I popped a couple of those pain pills. More on the sleepy side than on the high side. Its kind of hard to drag up the humor - so I'm not even going to try.

 

On the other hand, I'm not going to go all boo-hooey here either. Why? What would be the point? There has to be a point, some level of motivation and I have nothing to get all gushy over. Not yet anyhow. **waits five minutes**  Nope - it's not happening for me. Not yet.  Its nice to see you here again, though. Okay, thats just nuts.  I don't actually see YOU per say, I'm just anticipating your arrival - and be ye here or not - I really wont be able to see YOU - but more like the evidence of your being here - provided - you leave a comment or tag or something.

 

Okay - thats enough of my vacant rambling. I'm going to watch Stargate SG1 and Stargate Atlantis, now.  C ya later.  And if you really are here - say Hi! And feel free to say something more than a simple salutation, if you wish. Its the neighborly thang ta do.  Ciao

Supposedly has something to do with beauty - not so - but close!  To get to the heart of the meaning we have to break down this peculiar word.  Pul - as in Pull.  Chi  - as in the inner dynamic and Tude, as in attitude. (Pul-Chi-Tude).  What does that tell us?  We pull from our chi and have a attitude - think stuck up, vain, self absorbed.  My genius knows no bounds! Man I'm good! Uhm - but in a humble, non vain kind of way of course. (Psssst - its really spelled Pulchritude - but I wont tell anybody if you don't)

 

I will be enlightening you on the word schtuffs soon - but for now, something more urgent has come to my attention. Scientists (those crazy guys in white lab-coats, thick eyebrows and what have pieces of sewn together dead people parts on cheap stainless steel tables) are trying to develop and alternate meat source.

 

If they have their way, meat will be grown naturally by synthetic means, and you wont need to butcher Bessie the Cow to get it.  Yes, by the year 2025, you'll be eating slices of dried meat, cut into wafers and brand-named, Soilent Green.  Not to worry though.  It wont be dead people as in the movie of the same name - but possibly stem cells from dead people.  See! You worried for nothing! You silly people!!!

 

UPDATE ON DAUGHTER: Thank God, all the tests game out in her and the baby's favor!  The doctors determined the bleeding was caused by a reservoir sack in the placenta, where a little blood pooled and leaked out. Okay I realize that sounds gross and I hope you haven't had lunch just yet - but - that was the dealio.  The baby and his environment as well as mother are all very healthy and so.., there's nothing to worry about. And its been double confirmed - baby is a boy. As long as he's healthy and safe - it doesn't matter, boy or girl.  If its a Martian baby? There might be some problems.

Being someone of vastly superior intellect, I like to from time to time, drop some bit of educational info on your doorstep (so to speak) to help advance everyone elses intellectual pursuits. You just never know when these subjects come up and when they do, you don't want to feel like.., "Oh man! They are going to think I'm stupid!". So, class.., pay attention!

 

We all know what a Pontiff is. A Bishop or Pope. Basically its a religious leader type of situation you have here.  But how many know what "Pontification" is? WRONG!  Even if you don't know - you're still wrong because thats not the correct answer to the question as placed forth, with.

 

Here's whats going on.  When the Pontiff excuses himself to go to the mens room - he leaves to Pontificate.  We regular people go to the bathroom to what? "defecate".  Have you ever heard the expression, "Holy Poop!"?  Well that happens when the pontiff, pontificates.  But have no worries.  They don't use holy poop for any religious services.  So you wont have it painted on your forehead during mass or anything like that. Although, you'll never know if a priest may suddenly come down with a sadistic sense of humor.  You would realize this when people ask you about the brown painting on  your forehead.  It would be kinda hard for others to miss.  Pontiff poop doesn't stink. Or so it would seem by the way some of them behave, so forget about scent being a secondary or primary clue.

 

SO - Next time this subject comes up in conversation - you will be armed with knowledge, and you have me to thank for enlightening you to some of these mysterious word cases.  If you have any words you're having problems with - Use the CONTACT FORM at the bottom left sidebar (or click here) and Ask your "word" question, which will be addressed HERE at Davemania so that all may learn from my vast reservoir of knowledge and thinking of stuff.  I do have a degree in Thinkology, by the way.  Just keep the word Non Expletive.  That there "non expletive" means no dirty filthy words as in profanity or nasty words with vulgarity in them forth, with and with, forth.

 

Be Advised - if you ask a "word question" and you do NOT want to be identified - SAY SO in the contact form. Else-wise I will assume you don't care if I identify you and your blog or not - and thus I will. Forth, with

 

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By rule of law regarding this Meme - you are to TAG up to 5 people.  I don't do very many of these Meme thangs - but you don't refuse Cami-Kaos and walk away with limbs in tact.  I wont be tagging anyone so perhaps five of you will volunteer and let me know when you put yours up. By so doing, you save my limbs.

But WAIT! There's more! Yes, the questions:  FIVE QUESTIONS Need to be Answered and is an integral part of this Meme. Ready?

What were you doing 10 years ago? 
Whatever it was I was doing is so top secret, even I don't know.  Most likely I was touring with the Stones. How else would you account for the laps of memory? Well.., there was the...., aliens..., but lets no go there. Oh wait! I remember! I was President elect of a small island nation called, Ilostmymindya, but was voted out of office in less than six months. If you think thats bad, I was the only inhabitant.


What were you doing 1 year ago? 
I was in cognito. Hiding. From..... THEM! 

Five Snacks You Enjoy
* BBQ Potato Chips
* Milky Way candy bars

* More Ovaltine please!

* Butterscotch (hard candies)
* Little Debbie Apple Pies with real fruit filling and fake fruit.

Five Songs That You Know All The Lyrics To
-Achy Breaky Heart.... (yeah, I know. oh hush!)
- Lets All Go Down To The River
- Why Me Lord
- Rhinestone Cowboy (actually I know MY version, same tune, "Blind Stoned Cowboy")
- Pretty Woman (I really just know the words to the Humming version)

Five Things You Would Do If You Were a Millionaire
- Pay off all my debts and a few snitches.

- Invest some moneys to keep the moolah rolling back into the coffers.
- Start a foundation that would help pay the hospital bills of children who's parents cant afford it.

- Start a unique Pet Hospital / Vet center that accepts pet insurance and treats pets based on a sliding scale. Poor elderly pet owners would get their pets treated for free - after all - pets usually make for happier healthier elderly. IMHO. I would also name the animal hospital in memory of my dearly departed grandmother who loved animals.

- Build a house, not a mansion.  I really don't see the point in living extravagantly.  That line of thinking has made broke people out of mega million dollar lottery winners in less than 5 years time.

Five Bad Habits
- I don't wear those things. Heck, I'm not even Catholic!

- Don't exercise enough

- I am happy to report I just drink Decaffeinated Coffee - breaking my need for caffeine. (does this count?)

- I'm hooked on Ovaltine!
- Watch too much TV - but with a very good reason. I'm addicted to it.

Five Things You Like To Do
- Blog

- Internet Cruising

- Relic Hunting (with my trusty metal detector), but looks like i will have to give it up.  Between my bad knee and screwed up back.., its just not feasible.

- Play with my grandson when I get the chance - which is - rarely.  Is my daughter reading this? Hello? Get a clue?

- Making 3D anaglyphs.

Five Things You Would Never Wear Again
- Elevator shoes what I wore in the 70s.

- Baggies what I wore in the 70's (baggies were pants with large baggy legs, not to be confused with bell bottoms - mine were corduroy.  why? I have no idea). Oh well.., at least the waist fit, not like these gang-banger wanna-be's with the over sized jeans. Those over-sized pants reminded me of Bazooka Joe - and I laugh my butt off everytime I see them.

- I'm drawing a blank here.

- I'm drawing a blank here, too.

- I'm drawing a blank here, too, also.

Five Favorite Toys
- My computer
- My Metal Detector
- My Tv
- My DVD Player/Recorder
- Small portable battery operated Arcade thanga-mabob what has several of the old early 1980's arcade games. Daughter got it for me, when she found out I liked those old games.

So there you have it. All the dirt you ever wanted to know about the Daveman. Well.., not all the dirt.., just a couple of scoops perhaps but definately not all the dirt. That would fill the grand canyon I think.