Cava

Cava sales regain their fizz as Spanish bubbly boycott goes flat
By Victoria Burnett in Madrid
Published: Finacial Time January 3 2007 02:00
For two years the cava makers of Catalonia have been caught in the cross-fire of Spanish regional politics. Outraged by Catalonia's agitation for more autonomy, Spanish consumers have spurned the region's trademark sparkling wine, preferring to tipple French Champagne instead.
As a result cava sales dropped nearly 7 per cent in 2005, dampening spirits in Catalonia, north-eastern Spain.
But with nationalist fervour ebbing now that the region has greater powers of self-government and in José Montilla, a non-Catalan president, cava makers say the boycott has lost momentum and that the industry has regained its fizz.
"The question of the boycott is basically behind us, so things are looking up," said Josép Lluis Bonet, president of Freixenet, one of Spain's two principal cava producers. Cava, more than 90 per cent of which is made in Catalonia, is produced using the Champagne method, in which wine is fermented twice and sugar added to make it bubbly.
Sales of cava in Spain during the first nine months of 2006 rose about 6 per cent and are on track to hit 100m bottles for the year as a whole, according to Gustavo Garcia Guillamet, head of the cava regulatory council. International sales are set to be up about 4 per cent at 125m bottles, he added
While accurate figures for Christmas and New Year are not yet available, cava makers were confident that they would have returned to pre-boycott levels.
The revival comes as a truce between the industry's two bitterest rivals has removed a cloud of tension that has hung over the industry for two decades. Freixenet and Codorniu, who dominate the sector, decided last summer to drop legal claims that kept them at daggers-drawn for 20 years and work together to promote cava around the world.
"These battles are always bad. They sap a lot of energy and distract everyone," Mr Bonet told the Financial Times. "The cava industry is working to boost sales and to do that the two leaders need to get on, not fight."
The battle began in 1996 when Codorniu accused Freixenet of selling cava that had not been fermenting for the requisite nine months. Codorniu, which traces its roots back to the 16th century, views the less historic but more aggressive Freixenet, as an upstart.
A court ruled against Freixenet, which struck back, accusing its rival of using pinot noir grapes - not a traditional cava grape - to produce the drink and, later, of copying its trademark matt Carta Nevada bottle.
Both companies refusedto comment on the terms of the settlement, citing aconfidentiality agreement. A report by Efe, the Spanish news service, indicatingthat Codorniu would pay Freixenet €4m (£2.6m) in cash and give its rival 2m white-coloured bottles of cava "did not reflect the full agreement", they said.
With the boycott and the legal battle behind it, the sector has turned its full attention to expanding foreign markets and selling higher-quality cava. About a third of cava sold abroad goes to Germany but Japan and northern Europe are emerging markets.


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Great bubbling wine batman! I'm the first! Oh glory day, Calloo, calay! Cava? What's with the Mexican jive juice? If it ain't Champagne it ain't bowling.
Ahh..., first smirst. Anywhos, so the Mexicans are making great go-go juice? Goes well with the chalupa I bet.
Well, legend has it that a great Bandito, 'El Loco Lupo Eddy', had a taste for the good stuff. He would cruise the Barrio while petting his Chiuhuaha Peppe, with one hand, and hanging a bottle of Cava out of the drivers side window between sips. He'd often mix the finest in brandy with his Cava. Some days he would add Ragin' Red, some days He'd add Matador Tequila, why some days after a really good score he'd throw in E&J VSOP. I tell you he was the balls! I can still see him now, red carpet on the dash of his bright yellow camaro, Carlos Santana blaring from his 8 track, and a little statue of Jesus dangling from the rear-view mirror.
That is a great story, jo jo. Are you sure that Frito Bandito didn't have anything to do with it?
Catalonia is the Spanish version of the Northern League, they want to break away, they've even tried to go to France in the past, always discovering that when strolling to greener pastures they only bring up spinach!
I know Spain isn't Disney World, but why would anyone want to become part of France?
Idiocy?
The Frito Bandito may indeed have played a part in the Truck-jacking on highway 9. Loco Eddy fenced the goods. Perhaps the Northern League wants fries, and toast, so they want to join France.
Do they know they have to wear a baret with that toast and fries?
I think also that 10% of the population has to become Mimes in order to be French as well.
Is it also true, oh wise one, that nearly a quarter of the population of Spain, considers eating an enchalada a religious experience?
The great learned Dr. F.. Thank you for remembering minutae. I'd all but forgotten the great teachings. You are correct, in these things you say to us.
Muchas gracies, jo jo, but I am undeserving of your lauding. It was mike who inspired me to research more of Spanish culture.
For instance, did you know that in Spain they put a coat of citrus wax over their thatched roofs to help prevent leaks?
Though i hate to interrupt this course on Spanish culture, I'm forced to present this breaking, but hardly shocking news, off the wires this morning:
New Jersey eyed as source of stench
NEW YORK (AP) -- The gas-like odor that hung over Manhattan's streets was gone Tuesday, but city officials were still trying to pinpoint its source -- and eyeing New Jersey.
Charles Sturcken, a spokesman for the city Department of Environmental Protection, said Tuesday that his agency was pretty sure the source of the smell was along New Jersey's industrialized waterfront, just across the Hudson River from New York.
"The way we tracked the dispersion of the smell and the prevailing winds indicates that it came from New Jersey, somewhere near Secaucus," Sturcken said.
The strong odor, detectable from Manhattan's southern tip to well past Central Park, led to some precautionary evacuations, and about a dozen people were taken to hospitals complaining of difficulty breathing, Fire Department spokesman Tony Sclafani. (Watch how officials are baffled by the odor )
There was no indication that the air was unsafe, though, and no indication of terrorism, city and federal officials said.
"It may just be an unpleasant smell," Mayor Michael Bloomberg said at a midmorning news conference Monday.
Complaints about the odor also came from Bergen and Hudson counties in New Jersey, but no air sampling was done there because the state Department of Environmental Protection had no specific locations to test, spokeswoman Elaine Makatura said.
Sturcken said that the odor could have been caused by mercaptan, the chemical added to normally odorless natural gas to make it easily detectable, but he added, "Nothing has been confirmed."
"We're left with a mystery, although we know it's not harmful," he said.
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And I was likewise inspired by you, Dr. F!
My musings are but mere shadows on the wall of a cave from which into your true brillance shines.
Alas, Steve won't recognize the Plato reference, Mike. AS to the smell in NYC, Archie would have known it right away, he was always an advocate of shipping extra garbage to Jersey! With the piggeries gone in Jersey City, it is all up to Secaucus and Hohokus to provide the charicteristic smell of North Jersey. What would 3 and 9 be without it? No matter where it comes from, NYC will always blame Jersey, it's an easy mark.
I believe I speak just as loudly for jo jo when I express my immense gratitude to our friend and blobber collegue, mike, for this manuscript he provides us. It is mike, in his wisdom, who allows us to pen our randomness here for the entire world to see.
You are a great citizen of America, mike, nay, a fine example of a freedom loving patriot for the whole world to see!
As for Expat, Caesar si viveret, ad remum dareris
Times and battles like these call for the aid of the Masters of the Universe. WE need He-Man.
Yes let's summon BattleCat for dear Prince Adam!
A call goes out for Man-At-Arms, Teela, Stratos, Zodak, Man-E-Faces, Ram-Man, Zoar, Orko, Buzz-Off, Mekaneck, Fisto, Sy-Klone, Roboto, Moss Man, Snout Spout, Extandar, Rio Blast, Rokkon and Stonedar.
To fight for all Eternia and the Universe to protect us form the evil clutches of Skeletor, Beast-Man, Mer-Man, Evil-Lyn, Tri-Klops, Trap-Jaw, Faker, Panthor, Jitsu, Whiplash, Clawful, Kobra Khan, Webstor, Screeech, Two-Bad, Spikor, Stinkor, Ninjor, Scare Glow, Twistoid, Blast-Attack, Blade, Saurod, Megator, Hordak, Leech, Grizzlor, Mantenna, Modulok, Dragstor, Multi-Bot and Mosquitor!
Holy Witches of Eastwick Batman, what you have assembled here is the entire Legion of Doom!
Indeed! We may also need to summon the League of Justice!!!!!!(make suer Bizarro Superman doesn't get the e-mail.)
I actually think that Superman and Wonder Woman had a thing. Although it is also possible she hit it off with Aquaman as well. Batman is not the likliest of contenders.
Aquaman like to do it underwater. It is my understanding that Wonder Woman can hold her breath a very long time, which is a good thing :)
D'ya think Superman and Wonderwoman got into tlhe mile-high club in the invisible jet????
Very likely, jo jo.
In other matters, I have to report sad news:
LOS ANGELES, California (AP) -- Yvonne De Carlo, the beautiful star who played Moses' wife in "The Ten Commandments" but achieved her greatest popularity on TV's "The Munsters," has died. She was 84.
De Carlo died of natural causes Monday at the Motion Picture & Television facility in suburban Los Angeles, longtime friend and television producer Kevin Burns said Wednesday.
Ya know, Wonder Women's "cones of silence" always left me in pubescent paralysis.
It's no wonder-she was a WOMAN! Linda Carter filled out the suit very nicely.
I think today Jessica Simpson would play her.
Oh, Dr. F, do not lets be dense, Wonderwoman would be played by Scarlet Johanssen. She would fill out the costume nicely! And I'll ditto the mile-high club, with or without the jet.
Expat-Scarlet jo-whowho? How about Pam Anderson?
I think we should hava Pam Posting! Maybe a few of them!
I think we should hava Pam Posting! Maybe a few of them!
say that again?
Yeah, more Pam and less spam!!!
Bring on the gypsy's banging on the drums all day whilst our cares flit away on gossomer wings in the softly blowing wind of Expat's vitriolic spouting.
Or the full bosomlinyness or Pam!
Mike it is in your capable hands!
Expat mean THE Scarlet Johanssen who was named as having Hollywood's beat breasts. spilly brought that to our attention recently. (I never forget anything spilly says about breasts.)
What Scarlett did you think I was talking about? Scarlett O'Hara! Johanssen would really fill out the wonderwoman costume! To hell with druged up, plastic surgery Pam Anderson!
I don't know who she is. Sorry.
By the way we still should have a 'Pam' posting.
I agree. We should have a Pam posting.
Or...we can have a posting in special note for our Patriots. what a game!!!
Lori..were you going just as crazy at the end?
I even watched the game-terrifying.
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I don't know anyone who didn't watch it. Expat probably didn't see it. Foreigners don't watch football.
Careful Dr. F!
'dem Europes call it "American Football"!
Proper football is AKA soccer here in the good 'ole U S of A.
Don't want to comfuse Mr. Splain.
Now that that is settled. Mike get to work on some new stuff! We have all of '07 to abuse Expat.
Scarlett Johanssen was the star of "Lost in Translation," with Bill Murray. It was excellent and the director was the daughter of the great Francis Ford Coppola, Sofia. Shitty actress, but a good director. Sofia was in all three Godfather movies, the first two she was great (as a small child or infant) the last one sucked!
Jo Jo,
I shan't be goaded into largesse.
One Mustn’t prematurely hasten ones blows the potato-sack-type bodice of ones incorporeal opponent. Whilst each strike seems distant and disjointed, one must prefer quality over quantity and suffice with a cut that produces visages of bone to those that merely bleed.
Yeah. We just want boobs.
yeah, what jo jo said. put up some nudity! this ain't no family site like the foreigners.
I think you should definitely learn to spell. Leave Pam alone.
I have certainly met my fair share of "real" boobs; psychologically speaking of course.
Speaking of Pam, I would love a chance to get to "know" her; in the biblical sense.
I love semi-colons; sometimes.
I'm not a big fan of Pam, myself. They are fake you know.
I think there should be an episode about Pam on Modern Marvels. Or, maybe on Myth Busters. Nah! Modern Marvels would be better. Some people are born with one leg shorter than the rest, or are born a conjoined twins, or have disfiguring birthmarks. Surgery for them is ok-why not Pam??? What makes her any less worthy?
The fact that she's Trailer trash?
They don't have trailr parks in Canada-it's too cold.
Then she's igloo trash! No offense to the eskimos intended.
You sound like an Ugly American. With all of your racist views. Wasn't Sophia Loren of questionable background? How about Mary Magdalen? Or Donald Trumps first 6 wives??
what's wrong with having six wives? is that all at the same time, or separately?
Who, but The Donald and Hef could afford either. By the way who would want 6 wives??? At any point???
Damn.
Lori, all I have to say is Damn.
Terrible. Yesterday cost me about $10,000 in ancillary sales. Bastards.
It's not like they had chances, eh?
I watched the first half thinking what a rout (all those sacks) and almost turned the game off but apparently the Colts solved the problem.
Great game tho.
I wonder if the Pats were at full strength (no flu and rested) if they could have been more effective against Indy?
Also, I love how the sports critics are calling the Pats dynasty over.
the dynasty lives. Just the fact that they were in the conference championship again proves that.as for jo jo,yeah, you lose big time. no super bowl parties around here now.
You're right Lori. But it is what it is. Go Bears!
Not being an expert on Football I hesitate to comment too much, but to me as a relative outsider I was nervous about their chances simply due to the odds. They have beaten the Colts so many times recently in the playoffs, that I felt their number was up. Now, next year they will beat them soundly if they face them again. Also they had the ying hanging out there from the Chargers last week, the yang was bound to show up for that as well. They ended up losing in the same manner they won last week. The fates are now satisfied. All in all they were lucky they got to the AFC championships, I think.
Verse Horrible
Said the flounder to the ham,
I may be flat but I'm not Spam,
To which the pigskin said in return,
I hope da' Bears kick ass and Payton burns.
lori, they let that game get away, a number of times. As late as 34-31, the Pats had the ball and got that stupid "12 men in the huddle" penalty...made it 1st and 15. The "drive" ended at 4th and4..would have had the 1st down and kept the ball AND killed off the clock.
Damn.
Lori, aka Lucy from Peanuts, is always cheering for her own team, convinced of their godliness, as she pulls away the football just as Charlie Brown is about to kick it.
The amazing thing is you don't need to know how to spell to have the Freedom. Interesting. However, we as Americans lost our Freedoms sometime in the recent past to squeaking minority groups. This is mostly due to Middle-Class White Guilt, and the blind belief that Bill Clinton was good for the Country.
As I watched the State of the Onion last night and seeing CNN span the various presidential canidates in the audience, I thought that for our Great Democracy (Grande Armée?) to thrive, we need to trust whoever comes next.
I then reflected on these famous past presidential quoutes and wondered if we could trust again:
“I am not a crook!”
"I don’t know anything about Iran Contra.”
“Read my lips. No new taxes.”
“I never had sexual relations with that woman.”
“America is under immediate threat by Weapons of Mass Destruction.”
[sigh]
I sense much fear in you young mike. fear is the path to the dark side.
Good thing for you!
speaking of spelling, where is spilly?
Spilly is too busy and feels that catching up requires too much time now. I think the same goes for the good Father. I'm going to start writing Irish jokes on the blog to get his attention. I know he stops by to read once in an Dublin sobriety so he'll see them.
Well please pass along to spilly that I miss her caustic charm and her loving jabs.
As for the priest, he needs to get back here and comment with haste or he and I are doing shots of Frangelico at every mention of EXPAT come the big pig.
Not only am I a priest, I'm Irish AND Italian. You wouldn't stand a chance. Besides, how much do you really think Expat is going to get mentioned? I wouldn't want to give him the satisfaction.
And now for something completely different.
Have any of you guys heard/read this?
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/16796327/
Although I am morally opposed to the Darwin Awards, some people...
LOVE the Darwin Awards Don Miguel. They are a little gift from the cosmos to help out the species. Years ago all of the fools would go off on some sailing adventure or go West and they'd never be heard from again. Those options are gone now(largely, though we still have some good mountains to climb), so, I personally am thankful for microwave ovens and jet engines. Regardless- glad to see you here, we need some variety around this place, what with Mike all busy at work. It's a shame you can't get a cyber beer, we could bring the whole blog to a better spot. Philosophising is always better with a coupla beers in you.
Hey Donny M. I just went to that link-wonderful! I however was struck that I wrote my previous comment about Microwaves before I read the article. People are too predictable. HEE HEE.
Hmmm. That would explain why I nearly set UMass ablaze last week after putting a dry sponge in the microwave to ease my Mysophobia.
The great and mighty Donny M. stopped by my place of employ the other day. I am reporting this to dispel the otherwise rampant reports of his untimely demise. That being said, it seems Mr. Dubuc slipped on an orange rind while at the orchard in Canada, and was summarily buried alive 'neath the sand during the fierce January sirocco that whip the desert there.
Several notes. As to the Queer slurs (sic), sticks and stones and if the shit fits!
As to the direction our nation is going, let's just hope the Clinton bitch doesn't get the nomination.
Don M., I heard there was a flock of ducks at St. Mary Minor last sunday.
Good to hear that His Eminence Donny M. is alive and well and still turning water into wine for the betterment of Rum Runner!
Well, it keeps the costs down anyway.
a nice steady supply of the fruit of the vine, the work of human hands. nice business to be in.
Jo Jo's should have a "Pay with Penance" sale...isn't Lent almost upon us?
Smacks of Indulgences Mikey. I dunno if that would go over so well. Perhaps if we joined with the Anglicans we could-it seems everything is permitted these days. That is with the British Anglicans. Me, I'd go Africaner.
since when have indulgences bother you folks? best come with me as an anglican and at least enjoy your wine!
No offense intended Dr. F., but the thing that has always made me nervous about Protestants is the rampant anti-drinking thing. We Catholics embrace booze. For the Irish it's Sacrosanct.
Oh my friend, remember the old jokes about we Episcopalians.
Q: How many Episcopalians does it take to change a lightbulb?
A: Two: one to call the electrician, and one to mix the pitcher of martinis.
And of course, my favorite, wherever you find four Episcopalians, you'll find a fifth.
We take a back seat to now one when it comes to alcohol consumption!
That my friend is why I have a soft spot for the Royals' faith. Soooo close to Catholisism. It is a shame it is in such turmoil right now.
It's not my fault. Blame it on, yes, you guessed it, the liberals. We had such a good thing going to.
No. Expat gets called out too.
No offense, Dr. F., but Anglicans are watered down RC's. It's like calling an Ox a Bull, only it's yours that are missing, not mine!
and how is it that you know that mine are missing? Are we back to your despicable Europorn trash?
Odds Bodkins and Copper Pots! Looks like the cork is out of the bottle again!
Expat needs to shove that cork up his...
Truth hurts, Dr. F. doesn't it!!!!!
The truth is as I see it.
This is why the echo here on this blog is so lound, no?
Who's beind LOUND? There's no being lound on my watch!! Gol Durnnit!!
Puke, the proverbial iron is hot. Expat is in the D.R.. You can hit him with some good new stuff. GO GO GO Marine!
It will be days before he can respond! I say strike now!
Not that his repsonses are very strong Dr. F., they are sort of like the response to German "envoys".
By the French...that is.
I just got this from a friend of mine. I thought it too funny not to post....
Senior Night
It was entertainment night at the senior center and the
Amazing Claude was topping the bill. People came from miles around to see
the famed hypnotist do his stuff. As Claude went to the front of the
meeting room, he announced, "Unlike most hypnotists who invite two or three
people up here to be put into a trance, I intend to hypnotize each and
every member of the audience."
The excitement was almost electric as Claude withdrew a beautiful
antique pocket watch from his coat. "I want you each to keep your
eye on this antique watch. It's a very special watch. It's been in my
family for six generations.
He began to swing the watch gently back and forth while
quietly chanting, "Watch the watch, watch the watch, watch the watch..."
The crowd became mesmerized as the watch swayed back and forth, light
gleaming off its pol ished surface. Hundreds of pairs of eyes followed the
swaying watch, until, suddenly, ------ it slipped from the hypnotist's
fingers and fell to the floor, breaking into a hundred pieces.
"Shit!" said the Hypnotist .
It took three weeks to clean up the senior center.
LOL! Very funny! Here's one to also lighten your busy Friday:
A man and his wife are in the shower together when the doorbell rings. The wife puts on a robe and goes down to answer the door.
In walks her husband’s friend Ben. The woman tells him her husband’s in the shower and asks if he can come back later. Instead, Ben steps in and quietly says, "I have $400 in my pocket. I’ll give it to you if you’ll open your bathrobe for me." She’s offended, but really needs the money so she agrees, opens her robe, and lets Ben have a quick peek before doing it up again. Ben gives her the $400, and she opens the door for him to leave, but he says, "I have another $400 in my other pocket. I’ll give it to you if you let me touch your breasts." Now she’s really mortified, but again, she needs the money, so she undoes her robe and lets him have a quick feel. Taking the other $400 from him, she lets him out the door.
Going back upstairs, she gets back in the shower with her husband, feeling a little bit guilty.
"Who was that?" the husband asks.
"Oh, that was just Ben," the wife answers.
"Ben?" the husband says. "That son of a bitch owes me 800 bucks!"
Bueno!
So, Dom. Rep was great. The weather was beautiful, the mulattas (that's mixed blood chics) were beautiful and the drinks flowed. The flight was horrible going over as we had tickets on a "low fare" airline, but the trip back was fine. Dom Rep is a corrupt shithole administratively. The locals were servile. Aside from my presentation, I went skeet shooting, swimming in the carribean, and horseback riding. I'm exhausted. So how's the snow in Mass?
N/A That stands for Not Apply. As in there ain't no snow. Jackass
you called it lori, "exhausted". poor expat. he was probably forced to cook his own meal once. poor guy.
EXHAUSTED??? He's probably feeling a bit winded because his new exporter gave everyone a $50.00 chip to use at the resort casino. Expat promplty cashed it into the smallest denomination D.R. currency and spent the evening sipping Shirley Temples and eating free bar snacks. Sans tip he probably milked 30 or so "drinks" and all the free food he could stuff down his gullet or in his pockets at the casino. I'm sure he passed the night Surfing for spiff and eats to restock his larder back in Espana. He won't have to go to the grocery store or Job Lot to buy the kids clothes for about 3 months.
Expat has job lots back home in mexico?
that's a bit of an exaggeration, jo jo. only about 53% of the spanican population is currently umemployed. of course, growing and selling pot accounts for "employment", so the numbers could be skewered.
Folks, I was being sarcastic when I said "exhausted." The except for the skeet shooting and the horseback riding, the only exhausting thing I did while there was to bend my elbow at the bar or dance 'till 3 with wild and sexy Italian chics. Giving conferences isn't really "work." As Dr. F., that's what he does for a living!
Don't believe him. He spent the evening partying with Ann Williams.
Blech.
Hey, I'm off to a conference next week, but its in Pittsburgh! I don't get sent on junkets to warm locations.
Dat's da ruma I hoid.
Anne didn't appear at the partys. I'm sure drunk she can't keep all her lies straight!
Mike it's time for a new post. Don't give me that "I'm too busy-I have a ton of work to do-I need to keep my job" crap. I think you should do a posting on "the nose".
jo jo is right. The people demand it!
Burn her! BURN! WE simply put them both on a scale. If she weighs the same as a duck, then she is made of wood. If she is made of wood then she is a witch.
mike, a new picture? I think we're all tired of looking at Spanican wine corks.
I concur in his judgement
Make it a thrice!
you can't fool me jo jo, "thrice" is Spanish for "three". You see, i'm not just another pretty face as spilly always says i am.
Never the fool, Dr. F, never the fool. As an addition, I think Mikey has lost his touch.
Did she say that when she wasn't wearing her glasses?
spilly's eyesight is perfect, as is her charm
Read: caged bear.
see: a gentle panda
Oh, stop being nice to her, she isn't even reading this.
just in case...
She'd kill you for saying anything nice. You really have to be acerbic to even get close to her nice side, if she has a nice side. Not that it's not fun to be on her team on occasion. It's far more fun to be the attackers than the attackees. And is Mike going for 200 on this posting or has he died?
mike called in and said he's been busy on some porn site that has topless women cavorting in a cranberry bog. Said it was irresistable.
Yeah it features large, brawny mid-50's Canadian women wearing nothing but mucklucks and 6 or 8 blackened teeth. Ooh-la-la.
No, that was Expat's senior prom date. Man, you are getting confused in your old age jo jo.
Sorry buddy. You are right, of course.
I'm just here to set the record straight.
I'll take your word for it, I had the Senior Prom memory surgically removed from my brain. I remember I went and that my date later went on to go to one of those lesbo all girls schools, but the rest, is thankfully a blur.
so, Expat has fulfilled every man's fantasy and has been with a lesbian!
Expat, I haven't given you enough credit!
Every man's dream. --No, no that's not it it's a MUTE wife.
On second thought, I guess if the man is deaf then it's ok too.
nothing wrong with a man having a mute wife with a lesbian sister.
Right-o.
So, my prom date is now an heretic and apostate. Was any of this my fault?
take it from me, heretics and apostates are alot of fun! they certainly make one's nights a little more exciting.
Take it from me, it was a night I worked hard to forget, and have. I swore then and there to only date pretty girls, and kept that promise!
Yes, you did. You dated one more girl after the senior prom, and Maribel is very pretty.
Dear Doctor Franklin, I hate terribly to disagree with you, but he had a date in late October, Senoir year at C.U.A.. I don't remember her name, but I believe she had a glandular disorder.
You are all very funny, and Lori, you didn't have as many dates as I did! You did get them almost all correct, though, only you confused Marylou with Cate. You didn't mention Jennifer, whom none of you ever got to meet. I dated her in College and she drove a '65 Mustang. We won't discuss the dozens of blind dates my "friends" fixed me up on!
bototm line: Expat not only had few dates, but the ones he had his older sister paid for.
It is what it is, Expat.
Wait a minute! I never knew about that one! I never used a car to get a date! It's ashamed, you should be.
I went out with Sandman's sister-in-law? I remember she was kind of hot, and remember she was in the wedding party, but I don't remember a date. And since they were so few and far between, I didn't usually forget them!
This is great! it's like Festivus and the "airing of grievences"!
If Sandman's sister-in-law was a hottie, I'm sure Expat didn't date her.
I'm REALLY suprised at all of this. I'm certain dear Lori that you bought the gas, the food, the flowers, the Banaca and the towel that he used to wipe his sweaty face with every two minutes(due to the shear terror of being near a pretty girl.). These amazing family revelations are the reason we blog. There was supposedly some hottie at CUA he dated, but she was just a plaything to John Travolta here.
The blonde hottie was Junior year and none of you ever met her. I still can't remember goind out with Sandman's sister-in-law.
I can just imagine a picnic with Expat. Him in a straw boater and sear sucker suit, she in jeans and a def leppard t-shirt. Dave and I just used to drive it-as fast as we thought we could get away with.
Expat would have had the nicest penny loafers around, though. With 1964 pennys in them. If any hottie can't handle that, then she should just go back to Maxim and sulk.
It sounds brilliant. Well, I was just enough younger not to care. I suppose it was that. If not, then I just couldn't bear to watch the train crashing. Was it a double date? Did the girl actually show up? So, how much did he-uh you spend on this fiasco? And Dr. F how perceptive of you to know they would be '64's. I'm impressed. Are you perhaps a special agent like Chuck Barris?
I'm deceivingly observant, and more like Special Agent Orange!
Go ahead, make fun of the skinny kid who had trouble dating. It's OK, years of psychoanalysis has helped. At least I went down trying, kiddos and never, ever gave up the fight. I did wind up dating more than some people commenting on this blog! Those nameless folks whose noses are even bigger than mine!
Who is he talking about? I think the suspenders and belt have finally gotten to him. I am a curio cabinet over this. WHO, I say Who dated more strangely than you?
Says Expat, "I did wind up dating more than some people commenting on this blog!"
Name them:
It's true. Dating in Indiana is an experience. It would be worth reliving some of High School to watch the "babe magnet" in action again.
My point was, I never gave up!
as a classmate of Expat's, the 1982 "babe magnet" let me assure you that the "babes" were draped over Expat like maple syrup. I didn't stand a chance stnading in the shadow of the Casanova of Feehan.
He's got a plaque on the wall memorializing his carefree success with women. Or is it a plaque on the wall memorializing him as the nuns favorite kiss-up? I'm not sure anymore. Either way women LOVE him!
His name still rests atop the list of student ass kissers on the plaque on the main office wall.
And on that note, along with my being always called to the office to pay for the "Survival of the Birchbark canoe," I will be the 200th comment on this posting. Now, Mike, change it! If my sister had been more like me, I wouldn't have had to go to the business office for her for two years to explain why I wasn't paying the 2.50 for the book she didn't wan't!!!!!
Please. You used to go to the business office for tea with Sr. Pat Harrington and Wobby. You were able to hang your coat an keep your books there. I think Faith Harding used to shine your shoes for you! Yeah, the ones with the '64 pennies in them.
My mom kept dimes in her penny loafers. Ever practical, she did so in case of an emergency she would always have the money for a phone call.
She used to tell me to change them for dimes for that very reason. Hey, and those '64 pennies are now vintage!
This post is now dead! Mike be Frankenstein like and create another post, please!!!!
we all see the news today? my University now has a new leader.
Billy Bulger?
That's Whitey, Lori. Billy is his bigger criminal older brother, who should have been in jail himself long ago.
Billy helped whitey escape the last time. He also is still buying him beer at the local watering hole. I'm convinced he never left the south end.
He always had trouble with ends. "Southie" is a place very different from South Boston. Though admittedly much more gentrified now than it's cousin "Eastie".
Oh, that's right your brother does have something to do with "ends." The straight irishmen live in South Boston. I stand corrected.
I'm just stopping in to let you all know that yes, I am working today, which is of course, an official holiday here in the Commonwealth.
Happy Holiday!
Mike, are you out there?
mike who?
I had ribs with Mike on Wed. evening-went to Wes' Rib House. I neglected to corner him concerning this travesty we call his blog. We were busy on the business of cranberries.
where is the place? I love ribs.
A very dark neighborhood in Providence.
Ick. I don't go to Little Rhodey unless I'm forced too.
Oddly enough, it is in the WORST(not an exaggeration) neighborhood in Prov. Take a left at the hooker and it is on a dead end off a one way street(also no exaggeration). I could not tell you how to go, but I could take you. My first trip to Wes's about 20 years ago required two of us and about 10 stops for directions. (Including directions from Firemen and Police).
I think I know that hooker. I know where you are, right by the drug dealer on the right.
You can be sure the hooker will still be on the corner! This is the kind of neighborhood, that black people that worked with me at the bank refused to go to!
Outside of Wright's Chicken Farm, it's been a long time since I've been to RI.
This blog is dead!
I thought this might help. Admittedly, it's not really news.
Senior Irish Cop Arrested on DUI Charge
By SHAWN POGATCHNIK
Associated Press Writer
DUBLIN, Ireland - A senior police officer tasked with promoting road safety has been arrested on suspicion of driving drunk - the most high-profile arrest in a nationwide crackdown on the once-widespread practice in Ireland.
Police Superintendent Jim Fitzgerald, who oversees road safety in part of western Ireland, was arrested Thursday night after a member of the public reported him driving erratically in Loughrea, County Galway.
The Garda Siochana, Ireland's national police force, confirmed Friday that detectives were sending a file on the case to state prosecutors in Dublin. An internal discipline file was also sent to the Garda commander.
In recent months Ireland has launched a crackdown on drunken driving, deploying new resources and legal powers, particularly the ability to set up road checkpoints and give drivers random breath tests.
Fitzgerald was one of five police superintendents appointed this month to enforce road safety, including anti-drunk driving measures, in western Ireland.
Police said that after receiving a telephoned tip, a patrol car followed Fitzgerald's unmarked police vehicle before pulling him over.
According to Ireland's national broadcaster RTE, Fitzgerald offered an initial breath sample but refused to provide a second as required. Under Ireland's recently toughened drunk-driving laws, such a refusal risks a maximum punishment of losing a driving license for three years.
A decade ago, drunk driving was a common practice in rural parts of Ireland, where scattered pubs remain the hub for social activities. But the government and police have gradually toughened laws and enforcement - including a penalty-points system that can be used to strip people of their licenses - and fighting protracted legal battles for the right to use drunk-driving detection systems.
The Garda Siochana said Wednesday that it ahad arrested 444 people for suspected drunk driving from March 19-25, and 487 over the previous week, which included St. Patrick's Day, an official holiday.
The best part is he was driving an unmarked Police car while bombed! I wonder if they'll use the standard police arrest report of modify it out of respect? Anyway, with a name like Jim Fitzgerald if he gets thrown off the force he can always move to Boston and be taken in with open arms. In Boston he can drive drunk in a police car!
you were right...where's the news?
PLAY BALL!
He sucked. Apparently.
Football already??? I thought the Stanley Cup just finished!
you sound like your older brother you know.
that's not a compliment.
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