| Victor Sack |
A blind date for dinner
Brian E. Zittel
International Herald Tribune
Friday, October 15, 2004
PARIS When the waitress showed me to my seat, I stuck my tongue out at
her. Then I made some silly faces at my friends. When the food came, I
ripped into the meat, gravy and vegetables with my fingers. I behaved,
in short, like a child who thinks nobody can see him. In this case,
nobody could.
Two friends and I were dining in pitch darkness, or "dans le noir," as
the French say - which was also the name of the restaurant. The concept
behind this popular new eatery in Paris's 4th Arrondissement is for the
seeing to experience what it's like to be blind - all with the help of a
very patient blind wait staff.
We entered Dans le Noir through a lighted bar area, which seemed quite
normal except for the lockers where we put our cellphones and anything
else that gave off light. We checked out the chalkboard menu and placed
our orders before the blind server took us behind a door cloaked in a
black curtain.
We were told to put our hands on the shoulder of the person in front and
to follow the blind waitress down the hall. We plunged into utter
darkness.
Almost immediately, the childishness set in: We giggled in anticipation
and heard laughing in the dark. The other voices got closer, but I
couldn't tell exactly how close. It felt like I was taken back in time
to a carnival, wending through a haunted house. I tried to imagine
Jean-Pierre Raffarin, the prime minister of France, shuffling through
with his bodyguards, as he was reported to have done recently. But
nobody saw him.
Reaching our table, we were told to stay put until the server helped us
into a seat. "How will I ever do this?" I asked myself until I realized
I was doing it. I could hear, almost feel, the crowded room. The
restaurant is supposed to seat 55, but who knows how many places there
were? Maybe we were alone, I thought. Maybe all the voices were just on
audiotape.
Our waiter had some tips: When pouring a beverage, keep a finger in the
glass, to feel when it's full. Great advice, but don't count on avoiding
spills. As for the food, before we knew it, we were shoving it in our
mouths by hand. It wasn't pretty - or at least it would not have been
had anyone seen it.
If you know what you ordered, the meal is less of a challenge. For the
daring, the restaurant offers a "surprise" option: Guessing what you're
eating is part of the fun. I guessed wrong. On my second visit, I shared
what I thought was a beef steak with my friend Nancy by ripping it from
my mouth and slapping it into her hand. Later, when we paid our bill, I
learned that we'd been eating ostrich.
Intimacy comes easily in the dark. We talked about our love lives, which
attracted the attention of our neighbors. I lost my initial modesty: If
they couldn't see me, they'd never know who I was. The anonymity ended
when my friend Nicolas invited a curious neighbor on a date. A blind
date, you'd call it.
The restaurant holds special group events - wine tastings, readings and
dating mixers - all behind the curtains. They offer opportunities to
work on senses other than taste.
Take away one of your senses, it is said, and the others are heightened.
Indeed, I focused on taste when I tried to guess what I was chomping on.
Yet another sense was aroused when I suddenly felt liquid dripping on my
leg (wine). Everyone talked much louder - and once in a while I would
hear a "shhhhhhhh." A waiter? Who knows?
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| Charles Gifford |
"Victor Sack" <azazello@koroviev.de> wrote in message
news:1glq2zx.193mi5n1wh1dieN%azazello@koroviev.de...
> A blind date for dinner
> Brian E. Zittel
> International Herald Tribune
> Friday, October 15, 2004
<snip>
Victor, I am gobsmacked! I don't know what to think about this. It must be
educational! And a hoot to boot!
Charliam
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| Margaret Suran |
Victor Sack wrote:
> A blind date for dinner
> Brian E. Zittel
> International Herald Tribune
> Friday, October 15, 2004
>
> PARIS When the waitress showed me to my seat, I stuck my tongue out at
> her. Then I made some silly faces at my friends. When the food came, I
> ripped into the meat, gravy and vegetables with my fingers. I behaved,
> in short, like a child who thinks nobody can see him. In this case,
> nobody could.
>
> Two friends and I were dining in pitch darkness, or "dans le noir," as
> the French say - which was also the name of the restaurant. The concept
> behind this popular new eatery in Paris's 4th Arrondissement is for the
> seeing to experience what it's like to be blind - all with the help of a
> very patient blind wait staff.
>
> We entered Dans le Noir through a lighted bar area, which seemed quite
> normal except for the lockers where we put our cellphones and anything
> else that gave off light. We checked out the chalkboard menu and placed
> our orders before the blind server took us behind a door cloaked in a
> black curtain.
>
> We were told to put our hands on the shoulder of the person in front and
> to follow the blind waitress down the hall. We plunged into utter
> darkness.
>
> Almost immediately, the childishness set in: We giggled in anticipation
> and heard laughing in the dark. The other voices got closer, but I
> couldn't tell exactly how close. It felt like I was taken back in time
> to a carnival, wending through a haunted house. I tried to imagine
> Jean-Pierre Raffarin, the prime minister of France, shuffling through
> with his bodyguards, as he was reported to have done recently. But
> nobody saw him.
>
> Reaching our table, we were told to stay put until the server helped us
> into a seat. "How will I ever do this?" I asked myself until I realized
> I was doing it. I could hear, almost feel, the crowded room. The
> restaurant is supposed to seat 55, but who knows how many places there
> were? Maybe we were alone, I thought. Maybe all the voices were just on
> audiotape.
>
> Our waiter had some tips: When pouring a beverage, keep a finger in the
> glass, to feel when it's full. Great advice, but don't count on avoiding
> spills. As for the food, before we knew it, we were shoving it in our
> mouths by hand. It wasn't pretty - or at least it would not have been
> had anyone seen it.
>
> If you know what you ordered, the meal is less of a challenge. For the
> daring, the restaurant offers a "surprise" option: Guessing what you're
> eating is part of the fun. I guessed wrong. On my second visit, I shared
> what I thought was a beef steak with my friend Nancy by ripping it from
> my mouth and slapping it into her hand. Later, when we paid our bill, I
> learned that we'd been eating ostrich.
>
> Intimacy comes easily in the dark. We talked about our love lives, which
> attracted the attention of our neighbors. I lost my initial modesty: If
> they couldn't see me, they'd never know who I was. The anonymity ended
> when my friend Nicolas invited a curious neighbor on a date. A blind
> date, you'd call it.
>
> The restaurant holds special group events - wine tastings, readings and
> dating mixers - all behind the curtains. They offer opportunities to
> work on senses other than taste.
>
> Take away one of your senses, it is said, and the others are heightened.
> Indeed, I focused on taste when I tried to guess what I was chomping on.
> Yet another sense was aroused when I suddenly felt liquid dripping on my
> leg (wine). Everyone talked much louder - and once in a while I would
> hear a "shhhhhhhh." A waiter? Who knows?
What a strange but interesting article. What a strange idea.
However, if there were such a restaurant in New York, I would not have
the slightest desire to go there. I was totally blind for several
months in 1976.
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| Julia Altshuler |
Charles Gifford wrote:
> Victor, I am gobsmacked! I don't know what to think about this. It must be
> educational! And a hoot to boot!
I like the idea but not as one to give the sighted an idea of what it is
like to be blind. When blind people go out to eat, they can't see each
other, but they're fully aware that they can be seen. As a rule, they
know table manners and use them. (I remember one particularly
disgusting example where this was not the case. The poor guy had been
blind from birth and had a mother who apparently loved having her grown
son so dependent on him. Major disfunctionality. She read to him
enough so that he could complete college and law school but somehow
never got around to teaching him how to use a fork. I've seen dogs with
better manners.)
There's no special intimacy when dining with people you know-- even if
they're blind. I have a blind cousin-in-law. We talk about work
(computer programing), movies, music, family, what his children are
doing, etc. Blindness, as a subject, never came up. There are some
obvious differences about his life that aren't worth mention. His wife
drives him to work, or he takes the subway. Big whoop. Oh, and he
doesn't read subtitles and therefore misses out some good foreign films.
--Lia
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| Boron Elgar |
On Fri, 15 Oct 2004 19:01:48 -0400, Margaret Suran
<margaret@no.spam.for.me.invalid> wrote:
>
>
>Victor Sack wrote:
>> A blind date for dinner
>> Brian E. Zittel
>> International Herald Tribune
>> Friday, October 15, 2004
>>
snip
>
>What a strange but interesting article. What a strange idea.
>However, if there were such a restaurant in New York, I would not have
>the slightest desire to go there. I was totally blind for several
>months in 1976.
Since you *did* bring up the topic...please tell us what happened and
how you regained your vision. I will sit here quietly waiting and
eating a carrot in your honor.
boron
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| Melba's Jammin' |
In article <1glq2zx.193mi5n1wh1dieN%azazello@koroviev.de>,
azazello@koroviev.de (Victor Sack) wrote:
> A blind date for dinner
> Brian E. Zittel
> International Herald Tribune
> Friday, October 15, 2004
(snipped)
A good read, Bubba. Thanks.
--
-Barb, <www.jamlady.eboard.com> Updated 10-09-04; Sam I Am!.
"Peace will come when the power of love overcomes the love of power."
-Jimi Hendrix, and Lt. Joe Corcoran, Retired; St. Paul PD, Homicide Divn.
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| Margaret Suran |
Boron Elgar wrote:
> On Fri, 15 Oct 2004 19:01:48 -0400, Margaret Suran
> <margaret@no.spam.for.me.invalid> wrote:
>
>
>>
>>Victor Sack wrote:
>>
>>> A blind date for dinner
>>> Brian E. Zittel
>>> International Herald Tribune
>>> Friday, October 15, 2004
>>>
>
> snip
>
>>What a strange but interesting article. What a strange idea.
>>However, if there were such a restaurant in New York, I would not have
>>the slightest desire to go there. I was totally blind for several
>>months in 1976.
>
>
> Since you *did* bring up the topic...please tell us what happened and
> how you regained your vision. I will sit here quietly waiting and
> eating a carrot in your honor.
>
> boron
Nothing sinister about it. I suffer from Rheumatoid Arthritis and a
doctor who saw an X-ray of my deteriorating hip, which caused a great
deal of pain, tried to help me be prescribing a new drug for me.
Unfortunately he neglected to check my blood and one morning I woke up
and could not see anything in one eye. A couple of days later I woke
up around seven and thought it was the middle of the night, as it was
completely dark in the room. At least that is what I thought. I
asked my husband what time it was, then I asked him to put on the
light. He said the light was on.
It took a long time until the doctors were certain that the blindness
was drug induced. Actually not until my eye doctor found out that
there were two women in England who had experienced the same thing
when they took the drug. There was the fear that not only the nerves
in my eyes were affected, but my whole nervous system and that I might
become paralyzed. Then, slowly, my sight returned, just as it had
with the two English women. It was a very slow process and I never
regained the ability to see colors the same way I had seen them before.
The drug? It was Motrin when it was sold by prescription only and was
much stronger, before it was sold "over-the-counter". And no, I did
not sue anybody, not the doctor who did not ever take a blood test,
nor the company who made the drug, even though all my other doctors
urged me to do so. I would have loved to institute a lawsuit in which
I could get back the money it actually cost me, several thousand
dollars, but that would have been impossible. The lawyers who wanted
to sue, were talking about millions. I was glad to have my sight back
and felt very lucky.
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| Dog3 |
"Charles Gifford" <taxicolor@earthlink.net>
news:FmYbd.4232$6k2.435@newsread3.news.pas.earthlink.net:
>
> "Victor Sack" <azazello@koroviev.de> wrote in message
> news:1glq2zx.193mi5n1wh1dieN%azazello@koroviev.de...
>> A blind date for dinner
>> Brian E. Zittel
>> International Herald Tribune
>> Friday, October 15, 2004
> <snip>
>
> Victor, I am gobsmacked! I don't know what to think about this. It
> must be educational! And a hoot to boot!
>
> Charliam
It reminds me of Jekyl and Hydes in NY. OMG what a riot. Did you have fun?
I had to find the men's room with a book that opened the door.
Michael
--
"I stayed up all night playing poker with tarot cards. I got a full house
and four people died.
-Steven Wright
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| Melba's Jammin' |
In article <Xns9583DC16359F8defaultproxyoscar@216.168.3.44>, Dog3
<dognospam@adjfkdla;not> wrote:
> > "Victor Sack" <azazello@koroviev.de> wrote in message
> > news:1glq2zx.193mi5n1wh1dieN%azazello@koroviev.de...
> >> A blind date for dinner
> >> Brian E. Zittel
> >> International Herald Tribune
> >> Friday, October 15, 2004
> It reminds me of Jekyl and Hydes in NY. OMG what a riot. Did you have
> fun?
It was a newspaper article, not something he did.
> Michael
--
-Barb, <www.jamlady.eboard.com> Updated 10-09-04; Sam I Am!.
"Peace will come when the power of love overcomes the love of power."
-Jimi Hendrix, and Lt. Joe Corcoran, Retired; St. Paul PD, Homicide Divn.
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| Boron Elgar |
On Fri, 15 Oct 2004 21:34:53 -0400, Margaret Suran
<margaret@no.spam.for.me.invalid> wrote:
>
>
>Boron Elgar wrote:
>> Since you *did* bring up the topic...please tell us what happened and
>> how you regained your vision. I will sit here quietly waiting and
>> eating a carrot in your honor.
>>
>> boron
>
>Nothing sinister about it. I suffer from Rheumatoid Arthritis and a
>doctor who saw an X-ray of my deteriorating hip, which caused a great
>deal of pain, tried to help me be prescribing a new drug for me.
I am sorry about the RA. Me, too.
>
>Unfortunately he neglected to check my blood and one morning I woke up
>and could not see anything in one eye. A couple of days later I woke
>up around seven and thought it was the middle of the night, as it was
>completely dark in the room. At least that is what I thought. I
>asked my husband what time it was, then I asked him to put on the
>light. He said the light was on.
>
>It took a long time until the doctors were certain that the blindness
>was drug induced. Actually not until my eye doctor found out that
>there were two women in England who had experienced the same thing
>when they took the drug. There was the fear that not only the nerves
>in my eyes were affected, but my whole nervous system and that I might
>become paralyzed. Then, slowly, my sight returned, just as it had
>with the two English women. It was a very slow process and I never
>regained the ability to see colors the same way I had seen them before.
>
>The drug? It was Motrin when it was sold by prescription only and was
>much stronger, before it was sold "over-the-counter". And no, I did
>not sue anybody, not the doctor who did not ever take a blood test,
>nor the company who made the drug, even though all my other doctors
>urged me to do so. I would have loved to institute a lawsuit in which
>I could get back the money it actually cost me, several thousand
>dollars, but that would have been impossible. The lawyers who wanted
>to sue, were talking about millions. I was glad to have my sight back
>and felt very lucky.
Thanks you for sharing the story. So many medications can have very,
very serious side effects, some worse than the disorders they were
designed to help. The Motrin one was absolutely unknown to me and I
will look into it further, as I have taken high doses of it in the
past, though fortunately, with minimal ill reaction.
I am so very glad your vision returned, as not only has it brought
happiness to you, but it has also enabled all of here to enjoy your
friendship and graciousness.
Boron
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| Dana Williams |
"Victor Sack" <azazello@koroviev.de> wrote in message
news:1glq2zx.193mi5n1wh1dieN%azazello@koroviev.de...
> A blind date for dinner
> Brian E. Zittel
> International Herald Tribune
> Friday, October 15, 2004
>
> PARIS When the waitress showed me to my seat, I stuck my tongue out at
> her. Then I made some silly faces at my friends. When the food came, I
> ripped into the meat, gravy and vegetables with my fingers. I behaved,
> in short, like a child who thinks nobody can see him. In this case,
> nobody could.
How stupid. How silly. People so bored with their lives that they have
nothing better to do than pretend to be blind. Well I'm sure there are
scores of real blind people out there that would love to trade places with
those twats.
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| GoombaP |
I was just waiting for you. No matter what you say, in whatever manner,
there's always some thin-skinned asshole out there who takes herself so
seriously that she gets all jacked out of shape. Damn, I hate people like
that!
"Dana Williams" <xxx@xxx.com> wrote in message
news:X%bcd.5631$gy1.2137@newsread1.news.pas.earthlink.net...
>
> "Victor Sack" <azazello@koroviev.de> wrote in message
> news:1glq2zx.193mi5n1wh1dieN%azazello@koroviev.de...
>> A blind date for dinner
>> Brian E. Zittel
>> International Herald Tribune
>> Friday, October 15, 2004
>>
>> PARIS When the waitress showed me to my seat, I stuck my tongue out at
>> her. Then I made some silly faces at my friends. When the food came, I
>> ripped into the meat, gravy and vegetables with my fingers. I behaved,
>> in short, like a child who thinks nobody can see him. In this case,
>> nobody could.
>
> How stupid. How silly. People so bored with their lives that they have
> nothing better to do than pretend to be blind. Well I'm sure there are
> scores of real blind people out there that would love to trade places with
> those twats.
>
>
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| Victor Sack |
Charles Gifford <taxicolor@earthlink.net> wrote:
> "Victor Sack" <azazello@koroviev.de> wrote in message
> news:1glq2zx.193mi5n1wh1dieN%azazello@koroviev.de...
> > A blind date for dinner
> > Brian E. Zittel
> > International Herald Tribune
> > Friday, October 15, 2004
> <snip>
>
> Victor, I am gobsmacked! I don't know what to think about this. It must be
> educational! And a hoot to boot!
Well, they say on their site <http://www.danslenoir.fr/> that they offer
"une cuisine «pédagogique»"...
BTW, the similarities between the restaurant and the rfc are nothing if
not striking. In both cases, most people are "dans le noir" in respect
to each other and some of them behave in the same way as the author of
the article did at the restaurant. Dunno if it's educational...
Victor
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| Charles Gifford |
"Victor Sack" <azazello@koroviev.de> wrote in message
news:1glrvvn.10qz54k48zj7kN%azazello@koroviev.de...
> Charles Gifford <taxicolor@earthlink.net> wrote:
>
> > "Victor Sack" <azazello@koroviev.de> wrote in message
> > news:1glq2zx.193mi5n1wh1dieN%azazello@koroviev.de...
> > > A blind date for dinner
> > > Brian E. Zittel
> > > International Herald Tribune
> > > Friday, October 15, 2004
> > <snip>
> >
> > Victor, I am gobsmacked! I don't know what to think about this. It must
be
> > educational! And a hoot to boot!
>
> Well, they say on their site <http://www.danslenoir.fr/> that they offer
> "une cuisine «pédagogique»"...
But of course monsieur!
> BTW, the similarities between the restaurant and the rfc are nothing if
> not striking. In both cases, most people are "dans le noir" in respect
> to each other and some of them behave in the same way as the author of
> the article did at the restaurant. Dunno if it's educational...
>
> Victor
BWAAAHAAA! Perhaps not educational, but certainly instructional. A petit
morality play. G. Verdi could have done something with this (or perhaps
Rossini would have done better with the humor). Or, imagine a dans de mort
in two acts by Offenbach!
Enough daydreaming! I am off to make some delicious Tripe alla puttanesca!
Charliam
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| Charles Gifford |
"Boron Elgar" <boron_elgarspamola@hotmail.com> wrote in message
news:sda2n0pfudnsnc91dtveoqt8jbu0ormudr@4ax.com...
<big snip>
>
> I am so very glad your vision returned, as not only has it brought
> happiness to you, but it has also enabled all of here to enjoy your
> friendship and graciousness.
>
> Boron
My dear Margaret, thank you for sharing this. I can't add much to Boron's
message, but to offer my blessings from God. You are a wonderful and, I
think, blessed person.
Charlie
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| Charles Gifford |
"Dana Williams" <xxx@xxx.com> wrote in message
news:X%bcd.5631$gy1.2137@newsread1.news.pas.earthlink.net...
>
> How stupid. How silly. People so bored with their lives that they have
> nothing better to do than pretend to be blind. Well I'm sure there are
> scores of real blind people out there that would love to trade places with
> those twats.
Not so. As with deaf people, I have never known a blind person who was
adjusted to the condition, that wished to trade places with a
sighted/hearing person. With each sensory subtraction there is an increase
in other sensory abilities that, usually, more than makes up for the loss.
Learning something about sensory deprivation is something that everyone
should experience. I agree that the tone of the article was flippant. But it
was not objectionable.
Twats? I definitely got the idea that there were males involved in the
article. Men got cocks. Women got twats. Perhaps you can find an on-line
resource about human sexuality so you can get your anatomy straight. I am
not sure where you are from, but in the U.S. this is explained in 5th grade
to girls and high school to boys. Perhaps you did not attend, or at least
graduate, from school.
Now then, your other nastys: Bored, Silly, Stupid. How you come to these
pejoratives, I have no idea. Could a Bored, Silly or Stupid person have
written the article that Bubba posted? I think not. Just to make sure,
please post your latest article about dining in Paris so that we can judge
whether you are Bored, Silly or Stupid or if you are a brilliant and gifted
food writer.
Charlie
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| Dana Williams |
"GoombaP" <aferrant0@NONONOkornet.net> wrote in message
news:ckrvs8$4u6$1@news1.kornet.net...
> I was just waiting for you. No matter what you say, in whatever manner,
> there's always some thin-skinned asshole out there who takes herself so
> seriously that she gets all jacked out of shape. Damn, I hate people like
> that!
>
Not jacked out of shape, I just find the concept silly. Thank you.
> "Dana Williams" <xxx@xxx.com> wrote in message
> news:X%bcd.5631$gy1.2137@newsread1.news.pas.earthlink.net...
> >
> > "Victor Sack" <azazello@koroviev.de> wrote in message
> > news:1glq2zx.193mi5n1wh1dieN%azazello@koroviev.de...
> >> A blind date for dinner
> >> Brian E. Zittel
> >> International Herald Tribune
> >> Friday, October 15, 2004
> >>
> >> PARIS When the waitress showed me to my seat, I stuck my tongue out at
> >> her. Then I made some silly faces at my friends. When the food came, I
> >> ripped into the meat, gravy and vegetables with my fingers. I behaved,
> >> in short, like a child who thinks nobody can see him. In this case,
> >> nobody could.
> >
> > How stupid. How silly. People so bored with their lives that they have
> > nothing better to do than pretend to be blind. Well I'm sure there are
> > scores of real blind people out there that would love to trade places
with
> > those twats.
> >
> >
>
>
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| Dana Williams |
"Charles Gifford" <taxicolor@earthlink.net> wrote in message
news:2jjcd.5941$gy1.1817@newsread1.news.pas.earthlink.net...
>
> "Dana Williams" <xxx@xxx.com> wrote in message
> news:X%bcd.5631$gy1.2137@newsread1.news.pas.earthlink.net...
> >
> > How stupid. How silly. People so bored with their lives that they have
> > nothing better to do than pretend to be blind. Well I'm sure there are
> > scores of real blind people out there that would love to trade places
with
> > those twats.
>
> Not so. As with deaf people, I have never known a blind person who was
> adjusted to the condition, that wished to trade places with a
> sighted/hearing person. With each sensory subtraction there is an increase
> in other sensory abilities that, usually, more than makes up for the loss.
>
> Learning something about sensory deprivation is something that everyone
> should experience. I agree that the tone of the article was flippant. But
it
> was not objectionable.
>
> Twats? I definitely got the idea that there were males involved in the
> article. Men got cocks. Women got twats. Perhaps you can find an on-line
> resource about human sexuality so you can get your anatomy straight. I am
> not sure where you are from, but in the U.S. this is explained in 5th
grade
> to girls and high school to boys. Perhaps you did not attend, or at least
> graduate, from school.
*yawn* typical.
>
> Now then, your other nastys: Bored, Silly, Stupid. How you come to these
> pejoratives, I have no idea. Could a Bored, Silly or Stupid person have
> written the article that Bubba posted? I think not. Just to make sure,
> please post your latest article about dining in Paris so that we can judge
> whether you are Bored, Silly or Stupid or if you are a brilliant and
gifted
> food writer.
Why are you so worked up over what I wrote? You shouldn't take Usenet
messages so personally.
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| Margaret Suran |
Charles Gifford wrote:
> "Boron Elgar" <boron_elgarspamola@hotmail.com> wrote in message
> news:sda2n0pfudnsnc91dtveoqt8jbu0ormudr@4ax.com...
> <big snip>
>
>>I am so very glad your vision returned, as not only has it brought
>>happiness to you, but it has also enabled all of here to enjoy your
>>friendship and graciousness.
>>
>>Boron
>
>
> My dear Margaret, thank you for sharing this. I can't add much to Boron's
> message, but to offer my blessings from God. You are a wonderful and, I
> think, blessed person.
>
> Charlie
>
>
Boron and Charlie, Thank you all. It is nice to have friends on rfc,
even if I have to admit that your kind words really embarrassed me.
Blushing, Margaret
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| Charles Gifford |
"Dana Williams" <xxx@xxx.com> wrote in message
news:Rnjcd.5944$gy1.2169@newsread1.news.pas.earthlink.net...
>
>
> Why are you so worked up over what I wrote? You shouldn't take Usenet
> messages so personally.
Heh, heh! A rather common reply used by many. So sad.
Charlie
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| Terry Pulliam Burd |
On Sun, 17 Oct 2004 20:56:38 GMT, "Charles Gifford"
<taxicolor@earthlink.net> arranged random neurons, so they looked like
this:
>
>"Dana Williams" <xxx@xxx.com> wrote in message
>news:Rnjcd.5944$gy1.2169@newsread1.news.pas.earthlink.net...
>>
>>
>> Why are you so worked up over what I wrote? You shouldn't take Usenet
>> messages so personally.
>
>Heh, heh! A rather common reply used by many. So sad.
>
Eminently plonkable, wouldn't you say, Charlie?
Terry "Squeaks" Pulliam Burd
AAC(F)BV66.0748.CA
"Just what kind of jackassery do I have to put up with today?" Danae
in "Non Sequitur"
To reply, replace "spaminator" with "cox"
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| sf |
On Sun, 17 Oct 2004 18:34:47 -0700, Terry Pulliam Burd
<ntpulliam@spaminator.net> wrote:
> Eminently plonkable, wouldn't you say, Charlie?
Isn't it just one news reader that "plonks"? Agent Kill
Files, others do too.
sf
Practice safe eating - always use condiments
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| Wayne Boatwright |
sf <nobody@comcast.net> wrote in news:v4a6n0daueknsuq30320mqgpjrvpahh85q@
4ax.com:
> On Sun, 17 Oct 2004 18:34:47 -0700, Terry Pulliam Burd
> <ntpulliam@spaminator.net> wrote:
>
>> Eminently plonkable, wouldn't you say, Charlie?
>
> Isn't it just one news reader that "plonks"? Agent Kill
> Files, others do too.
>
> sf
> Practice safe eating - always use condiments
>
Xnews also "plonks".
--
Wayne in Phoenix
*If there's a nit to pick, some nitwit will pick it.
*A mind is a terrible thing to lose.
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| Charles Gifford |
"Terry Pulliam Burd" <ntpulliam@spaminator.net> wrote in message
news:0c76n0t2bofqh8um7igicbj0q8edtqjc9s@4ax.com...
> On Sun, 17 Oct 2004 20:56:38 GMT, "Charles Gifford"
> <taxicolor@earthlink.net> arranged random neurons, so they looked like
> this:
>
> >
> >"Dana Williams" <xxx@xxx.com> wrote in message
> >news:Rnjcd.5944$gy1.2169@newsread1.news.pas.earthlink.net...
> >>
> >>
> >> Why are you so worked up over what I wrote? You shouldn't take Usenet
> >> messages so personally.
> >
> >Heh, heh! A rather common reply used by many. So sad.
> >
> Eminently plonkable, wouldn't you say, Charlie?
>
> Terry "Squeaks" Pulliam Burd
> AAC(F)BV66.0748.CA
It sure looks like it. Though there is still a lot of humor to be enjoyed I
think. I may put of plonking for a while. A good laugh is healthgiving.
Charlie
> "Just what kind of jackassery do I have to put up with today?" Danae
> in "Non Sequitur"
>
> To reply, replace "spaminator" with "cox"
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| Terry Pulliam Burd |
On Mon, 18 Oct 2004 02:24:27 GMT, sf <nobody@comcast.net> arranged
random neurons, so they looked like this:
>On Sun, 17 Oct 2004 18:34:47 -0700, Terry Pulliam Burd
><ntpulliam@spaminator.net> wrote:
>
>> Eminently plonkable, wouldn't you say, Charlie?
>
>Isn't it just one news reader that "plonks"? Agent Kill
>Files, others do too.
Yup, but the word "plonk" seems to have become part of Usenet lexicon,
AFAICS.
Terry "Squeaks" Pulliam Burd
AAC(F)BV66.0748.CA
"Just what kind of jackassery do I have to put up with today?" Danae
in "Non Sequitur"
To reply, replace "spaminator" with "cox"
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| sf |
On Mon, 18 Oct 2004 18:50:59 -0700, Terry Pulliam Burd
<ntpulliam@spaminator.net> wrote:
>
> Yup, but the word "plonk" seems to have become part of Usenet lexicon,
> AFAICS.
>
No really. Maybe not here, but overall just as many if not
more posters use the term KF on the other ngs I frequent.
sf
Practice safe eating - always use condiments
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| Stan Horwitz |
In article <X%bcd.5631$gy1.2137@newsread1.news.pas.earthlink.net>,
"Dana Williams" <xxx@xxx.com> wrote:
> "Victor Sack" <azazello@koroviev.de> wrote in message
> news:1glq2zx.193mi5n1wh1dieN%azazello@koroviev.de...
> > A blind date for dinner
> > Brian E. Zittel
> > International Herald Tribune
> > Friday, October 15, 2004
> >
> > PARIS When the waitress showed me to my seat, I stuck my tongue out at
> > her. Then I made some silly faces at my friends. When the food came, I
> > ripped into the meat, gravy and vegetables with my fingers. I behaved,
> > in short, like a child who thinks nobody can see him. In this case,
> > nobody could.
>
> How stupid. How silly. People so bored with their lives that they have
> nothing better to do than pretend to be blind. Well I'm sure there are
> scores of real blind people out there that would love to trade places with
> those twats.
I agree. What's next, a restaurant where those of who are able boddied
can get the experience of being paralyzed, hard of hearing, or mute?
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