December 21, 2007

Winter Soltice.

Filed under: Uncategorized — Jim @ 12:14 pm

The Winter Soltice kicks in in the Northern Hemisphere on December 22 at 1:08 a.m., Eastern Time. Anyone want a wake up call so you don’t miss it?

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  1. I don’t mind. Do you mind a string of sentence enhancers to punctuate my thank you? ;P

    Comment by RT — December 21, 2007 @ 7:43 pm

  2. You mean people are sleeping? Why? It’s the weekend!!! (well, I’d be up even if it was a weekday) . LOL.

    Comment by Teresa — December 22, 2007 @ 12:50 am

  3. By my clock, it’s about eight minutes away.

    Where’s Dick Clark?

    Jimbo

    Comment by Jim — December 22, 2007 @ 12:57 am

  4. OMG! Dat’s right now [running outside]!

    Comment by Erica — December 22, 2007 @ 1:08 am

  5. WAKE UP, DAMMIT!!

    Run outside and bang some pots with a spoon or some shit.

    Sheesh.

    Jimbo

    Comment by Jim — December 22, 2007 @ 1:09 am

  6. I have no idea what I was supposed to be looking for, but the sky was about as clear as a puddle of Georgia mud, and I think a stinky faht smell was also blowing in from due west. Oh, that would be your direction.

    Comment by Erica — December 22, 2007 @ 1:14 am

  7. Leave it to the Wiseass Jooette to take the “Sol” out of Soltice. I prepared lots of delicious hoovers doovers for the party, and, for that snotty remark, you shall have none. Teresa and I shall eat All the peanut butter on Triscuts and boss little hot dogs.

    Comment by Jim — December 22, 2007 @ 1:23 am

  8. I’m saving some Triscuts for Gregor.

    Comment by Jim — December 22, 2007 @ 1:32 am

  9. I mean “Triscuits.” It must be the vodko.

    Comment by Jim — December 22, 2007 @ 1:36 am

  10. Hairboy, I put the “Soul” in Solstice [I took Latin in high school, so an etymological breakdown of the woid was not necessary, thank you], so watchyamout.

    And, I ate a whole jar of Skippy over the course of the past three days, with CHOCOLATE, so I’m doing quite fine without PB & T [yick!] for a few days.

    ::sticks tongue out::

    Which raises an excellent point: What kind of self-respecting Skippy junkie puts PB on Triscutos? And it’s horse’s doovers, not hoover’s doovers!

    Good God, Mimbs, what are you on this evening?

    Comment by Erica — December 22, 2007 @ 1:46 am

  11. You took LATIN??

    Sounds like a bit of ipse dixit to me.

    Jimbo

    Comment by Jim — December 22, 2007 @ 1:56 am

  12. I thought they were called “horse ovaries?”……
    And we all know you don’t put Skippy on your triscut, it is the smooth chemical taste of Velveeta!

    Comment by Maeve — December 22, 2007 @ 3:18 am

  13. You’re calling me a liar? My Murrow HS Latin teacher’s name was Mr. John Anese. You want I should go and dig up my transcript?

    Dooshus Baggis.

    Comment by Erica — December 22, 2007 @ 9:01 am

  14. I never took Latin, as I didn’t think I would ever be planning a trip to Latia.

    Yiddish and Latin? Schizophrenawitz!

    Jimbo

    Comment by Jim — December 22, 2007 @ 9:38 am

  15. Oh, ha. I never heard you tell that Latia joke 50 million billion gazillion times before.

    [Ralphkramden] You’re a REAL riot, Hairboy! [/Ralphkramden]

    Comment by Erica — December 22, 2007 @ 10:58 am

  16. All the other times, I referred to “Latty.” “Latia” occurred to me this morning. I like to think of it as Variations on a Theme.

    Comment by Jim — December 22, 2007 @ 11:33 am

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