tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204128.post3596160439883843689..comments2023-10-23T11:07:19.262-05:00Comments on Green Cathedral: Long Days Journey Into the UnderworldRhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04278853060753601322noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204128.post-66175093512836659312007-04-27T08:11:00.000-05:002007-04-27T08:11:00.000-05:00Don't call him a cowboy...'til you see him riiide....Don't call him a cowboy...<BR/>'til you see him riiide...<BR/><BR/>Now that song is stuck in my head! <BR/><BR/>I am claustrophobic. The Man isn't. 'nuf said?Henny Pennyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18258248369946414552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204128.post-57407983886842684102007-04-27T05:40:00.000-05:002007-04-27T05:40:00.000-05:00We don't have "crawl spaces". I feel left out cau...We don't have "crawl spaces". I feel left out cause I can't prove whether I'm a wuss or a wonder.<BR/>But I'm impressed that you did it! Twice??! Good on you for clearing the path for the plumber!<BR/><BR/>Way to go!Carolannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11948899343901608273noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204128.post-37697765253379108892007-04-27T01:25:00.000-05:002007-04-27T01:25:00.000-05:00You can go any where with Darlene! Whoa yeah! I c...You can go any where with Darlene! Whoa yeah! I can't believe the plumber was afraid too. How does he do his job and NOT go in crawl spaces?Dapoppinshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11170185334349270932noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204128.post-59703236983568665932007-04-26T14:38:00.000-05:002007-04-26T14:38:00.000-05:00Emma--I guess I did go into a crawl space. Now all...Emma--I guess I did go into a crawl space. Now all I need is a knife like Susie and I will be a real cowgirl.<BR/><BR/>Jennifer--Thank you! :)<BR/><BR/>JRH---No, Lela is your hero, but I am your second hero. Lela is my hero too. She didn't even ask you if she should kill the gopher, she just said, "for crying out loud" and did the deed. <BR/><BR/>I asked Dear Sir and he said, "kill it."<BR/><BR/>So you see, she has one up on me. I bow to her! :)Rhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04278853060753601322noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204128.post-44064572589146444012007-04-26T14:16:00.000-05:002007-04-26T14:16:00.000-05:00I think you are my hero.I think you are my hero.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204128.post-31472780273233999842007-04-26T10:11:00.000-05:002007-04-26T10:11:00.000-05:00That is too funny! I don't even know if my butt w...That is too funny! I don't even know if my butt would fit in our crawl space, no lights down there, I know that for sure. I'm proud of you, you did all womankind proud chilli's missy! (my spell check corrected that, it was supposed to say li'l missy, but I think I like it better like that.)~Jenniferhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15319711918555896841noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204128.post-85238990726320641172007-04-26T09:45:00.000-05:002007-04-26T09:45:00.000-05:00little spaces to crawl into where possible spiders...<I>little spaces to crawl into where possible spiders and their little friends are lurking around, waiting to bite and nibble. </I><BR/><BR/>You went into a crawl space? This grants you honorary cowboy status, you know. I always felt crawl spaces were simply payback by insects for squishing them with our shoes.Jennhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10686252445732624786noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204128.post-24534945106976607942007-04-26T08:55:00.000-05:002007-04-26T08:55:00.000-05:00The only problem is Dear Sir is not a cowboy eithe...The only problem is Dear Sir is not a cowboy either, he is more like a monk. Monks don't go into crawl spaces, they write things, do a little tilling and planting, and read books and pray. Even Martin Luther was a little wimpy it seemed, throwing a stinking inkwell at the Devil. How is that gonna help? The strength is in the man's brain, not in his physical prowess, I suppose. <BR/><BR/>Now the plumber---he gotta get a new job if he can't handle the crawl space. But, you got to hand it to him, he did it. He fixed the spicket and all is well at least. It is just that I am a girl and I wasn't afraid once I got down there.Rhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04278853060753601322noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17204128.post-86693812766071151142007-04-26T08:48:00.000-05:002007-04-26T08:48:00.000-05:00That is a hilarious and valid question to end your...That is a hilarious and valid question to end your post with. Where, indeed, have all the cowboys gone? It couldn't possibly be the popular drive of our culture to over-feminize/emasculate boys, could it? Sorry, that's probably too serious of a response for that. I just have strong feelings about that particular subject.<BR/><BR/>You should have asked the guy, "Do you want a hamburger, Whimpy? I'll throw it in for free, no payment on Tuesday necessary."KingJaymzhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05634900494300298298noreply@blogger.com