tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679828344172201214.post2139036340266111646..comments2023-11-02T05:11:47.937-07:00Comments on Intrepid Ideas: Ctrl + Zintrepidideashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07621013901216084367noreply@blogger.comBlogger29125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679828344172201214.post-51187620865253524972008-10-06T18:13:00.000-07:002008-10-06T18:13:00.000-07:00Nope, I'm safe. When I'm on the can, I like to ke...Nope, I'm safe. When I'm on the can, I like to keep my hands free. You never know when an emergency may pop up.intrepidideashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07621013901216084367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679828344172201214.post-33172499013452388462008-10-06T18:10:00.001-07:002008-10-06T18:10:00.001-07:00Hope that is not my laptop!!Hope that is not my laptop!!Speedcat Hollydalehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01207240842689917922noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679828344172201214.post-75522541561307060192008-10-06T18:10:00.000-07:002008-10-06T18:10:00.000-07:00You in the can??You in the can??Speedcat Hollydalehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01207240842689917922noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679828344172201214.post-64717814320976786972008-10-06T18:08:00.000-07:002008-10-06T18:08:00.000-07:00Speedy, you've got to watch out for those laptops....Speedy, you've got to watch out for those laptops. You know they heat up? Let's hope that you don't burn something that you might need later.intrepidideashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07621013901216084367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679828344172201214.post-57879799986236117842008-10-06T18:07:00.000-07:002008-10-06T18:07:00.000-07:00Josey... Josey... Josey! where have you been? Y...Josey... Josey... Josey! where have you been? You've been away too long. Welcome back and thanks for the funny story!intrepidideashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07621013901216084367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679828344172201214.post-46251058744596909212008-10-05T20:28:00.000-07:002008-10-05T20:28:00.000-07:00Did you know if you pres control H and the scr lk ...Did you know if you pres control H and the scr lk (scroll lock) key at the same time one toilet in the world will implode???<BR/><BR/><I> ... I found this out whill takin a dump with my laptop</I><BR/><BR/>This is also a good way of insuring that nobody asks you to BORROW your laptop<BR/><BR/><BR/>KAAA BOOOOOOOMM!!!!!!!!!!!!!Speedcat Hollydalehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01207240842689917922noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679828344172201214.post-7829032446373608892008-10-03T14:56:00.000-07:002008-10-03T14:56:00.000-07:00INTREPID!!hi :) *lol*oh yeshyesh, CTRL+Z IS a lif...INTREPID!!<BR/>hi :) *lol*<BR/><BR/>oh yeshyesh, CTRL+Z IS a lifesaver. hehe. being the total puter geek i am, somehow that is one i DIDNT know about a year or so ago. i was POURING my heart and soul into a blog post (you know, important stuff! LOL) and suddenly one of the cats decides to tiptoe across my keyboard, wiping it all out! :-O<BR/><BR/>i was totally defeated, until my techy hubby saved the day by pressing those 2 magic keys. ive used it countless times since then!<BR/><BR/>anyhoo, i totally wish i could CTRL+Z something that happened in high school...my choice of entering my boyfriend's parents' bathroom without knocking and walking in to see my boyfriend's older brother (whom i had a HUGE crush on) on the crapper, pants around his ankles and a newspaper on his lap (THANK GOODNESS! HAHAH!)!!! the funny thing is that i didnt say anything, just a brief, horrified look (like his haha) and neither one of us ever mentioned it. HAHA!<BR/><BR/>actually even DELETE would be great for this one...teehee!<BR/><BR/>glad you got the keys safely back btw! :Djoseyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05374664016613451676noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679828344172201214.post-53134716946065556592008-10-02T15:34:00.000-07:002008-10-02T15:34:00.000-07:00I'm sure you both will look lovely in whatever...I'm sure you both will look lovely in whatever you wear. ??? <BR/><BR/>(Questions pantaloons and pages through the encyclopedia for a photo) <BR/><BR/>Footsteps, perhaps we need to dress it up a bit. I had no idea we were traveling with "near royalty." Maybe my flipflops, short, and sleevless shirt may be too casual. You think we can get her to bring her Royal Wedding mug? It might get us to the head of the line to see Don Ho sing "Tiny Bubbles!>intrepidideashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07621013901216084367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679828344172201214.post-66437888302164274172008-10-02T15:20:00.000-07:002008-10-02T15:20:00.000-07:00You two are absolutely hilarious... Allow me a mi...You two are absolutely hilarious... Allow me a minute to enjoy this moment. Thank You!intrepidideashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07621013901216084367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679828344172201214.post-69301445415830265292008-10-02T13:26:00.000-07:002008-10-02T13:26:00.000-07:00Footsteps, I do love that description "Keeper of t...Footsteps, I do love that description "Keeper of the Keys" it has such a royal feel about it! And because of my association with The British Royal Family I feel I am suitably qualified (1981 Royal Wedding mug) for the job. But I accept your terms; are you planning on wearing knee length speedos too?? I am mortified at the very thought! However, I am sure you have youth on your side; whereas I, a lady marginally younger than Joan Collins does not. Therefore, I offer my services to Mr I in my pantaloons, smock and of course a big floopy hat covered in roses to protect my delicate white skin...<BR/><BR/>What say you Footsteps and Mr I? Speedos or pantaloons?Jane Turleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01441332018679664175noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679828344172201214.post-19689368888417977362008-10-02T12:45:00.000-07:002008-10-02T12:45:00.000-07:00Miss Jane (oh, and Intrepid too),It sounds as thou...Miss Jane (oh, and Intrepid too),<BR/>It sounds as though it all boils down to wardrobe. Just as glad to avoid the mud wrestling et al... Perhaps whomever can best coordinate to his chosen beach apparel should be the keeper of the keys. For the sake of mankind and all...Heather Dugan Creative / Footstepshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04092780116822736321noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679828344172201214.post-70591720145598965142008-10-02T11:39:00.000-07:002008-10-02T11:39:00.000-07:00Hmm...Mr I is obviously very attached to his modes...Hmm...Mr I is obviously very attached to his modest speedos so it would only be proper for Miss Jane to be suitably attired if she was to accompany Mr I. Of course, I am a pure, demure English girl, not like the brazen hussies of which you talk. So.. I shall wear my panataloons with matching Laura Ashley smock top... Oh what a fine couple we shall look! People, all over the beach will say "Oh, what a fine handsome couple and so inconspicuous!"<BR/><BR/>And then? Why Mr I you will go snorkelling and the refined Miss Jane will go paddling (and hope that some maurading beast does not pull her under the water!)<BR/><BR/>Oh, I am silly aren't I?!Jane Turleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01441332018679664175noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679828344172201214.post-23251857511533621762008-10-01T13:18:00.000-07:002008-10-01T13:18:00.000-07:00Oh Miss Jane.... I see your alter-personality (Ja...Oh Miss Jane.... I see your alter-personality (Jayne) is emerging again. What shall I do with you? You do know me well; and you make me laugh! (snicker) Okay, let's assume you survive seeing me in a pair of Speedos? Then What?intrepidideashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07621013901216084367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679828344172201214.post-24055851499316717862008-10-01T12:16:00.000-07:002008-10-01T12:16:00.000-07:00Ah yes Footsteps, that is a noble idea. The poor m...Ah yes Footsteps, that is a noble idea. The poor man obviously can't cope and needs some feminine assistance in the organization dept. I feel he needs some help in the fashion department too; the thought of dipping my toes in the surf in Hawaii is heavenly... but then the horror of laying my eyes upon him adorned in his knee length speedos might be too much for a woman of my age to bear...<BR/><BR/>Oh well, I suppose I could suffer the speedos out of charity (and a free holiday). Now what shall we do; alternate or toss a coin?<BR/><BR/>(Let's agree now to rule out mud wrestling, a wet tee shirt competition or anything of such ilk because I've heard that underneath that sophisticated exterior of Mr I's there's a devil in disguise....)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679828344172201214.post-9891670892655213372008-10-01T12:12:00.000-07:002008-10-01T12:12:00.000-07:00Footsteps, I love the way you're thinking... Sacri...Footsteps, I love the way you're thinking... Sacrifices must be made. But if you're up for the harsh duty. I'll sign you up for the detail! Bring your running shoes. Intervene!intrepidideashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07621013901216084367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679828344172201214.post-47078893406050550342008-10-01T12:06:00.000-07:002008-10-01T12:06:00.000-07:00Miss Jane, You're so right. I've forgotten how st...Miss Jane, <BR/><BR/>You're so right. I've forgotten how stuffy you Brits can be about such things. I remember walking through Green Park in the middle of summer and watching all of the ladies on lunch break sun bathe in their panties and bras. A bit more European than the U.S. Meanwhile, in Germany and France, they were going for the no tan line look. If you know what I mean. :) And about those swimming trunks... I do own a pair of very short and tight speedos. But outside of Brazil, the French Riviera, and a singles cruise.... I can't think of when they might be stylish. Well maybe swimming laps at the YMCA.intrepidideashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07621013901216084367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679828344172201214.post-75795327341212955982008-10-01T11:45:00.000-07:002008-10-01T11:45:00.000-07:00Shelia, thanks for the visit and the comment. I g...Shelia, thanks for the visit and the comment. I guess I was expecting someone to chime in with the "too much to drink" story. You got away easy. A lifetime of humility over VIENNA SAUSAGES isn't too bad. :)intrepidideashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07621013901216084367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679828344172201214.post-20671548666355500022008-10-01T10:26:00.000-07:002008-10-01T10:26:00.000-07:00Simple is good Miss Jane, but I'm thinking that wh...Simple is good Miss Jane, but I'm thinking that when on vacation Intrepid shouldn't have to mess with pedestrian details such as car keys and where he might have mislaid his fruity drink with the umbrella in it. It's intervention time. <BR/><BR/>For the good of mankind, I think one of us must tag along on his tropical vacations to assure that he never finds himself in such an awkward position again.<BR/><BR/>Sigh. I know... But, it's the right thing to do.Heather Dugan Creative / Footstepshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04092780116822736321noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679828344172201214.post-9042149244260943202008-10-01T06:48:00.000-07:002008-10-01T06:48:00.000-07:00Well said Footsteps! It takes a lot of talent to l...Well said Footsteps! It takes a lot of talent to lose your keys is a mug of green tea but perhaps even more to drink it!<BR/><BR/>Best to stick to the simple stuff, what d'you reckon Footsteps? Is Mr I overdoing the healthy living bit or what?!Jane Turleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01441332018679664175noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679828344172201214.post-10725199575732791422008-10-01T06:31:00.000-07:002008-10-01T06:31:00.000-07:00Ha! Actually I was going for a "tourist in Hawaii...Ha! Actually I was going for a "tourist in Hawaii" theme (because I really want to be one again!). I am just as capable of losing keys in coral as any man. <BR/>Green tea, though? Not so sure... I'm thinking that requires special talent.Heather Dugan Creative / Footstepshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04092780116822736321noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679828344172201214.post-11556625871066800482008-10-01T02:27:00.000-07:002008-10-01T02:27:00.000-07:00Well, I believe Europeans are more relaxed about s...Well, I believe Europeans are more relaxed about such things..but remember us Brits are an island set apart. We are by nature very reserved about such matters; "stiff upper lip" and all that stuff...<BR/><BR/>Knee length eh? What's matter with you? Afraid of being roughed up by some coral?!Jane Turleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01441332018679664175noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679828344172201214.post-84326376492205481882008-09-30T22:28:00.000-07:002008-09-30T22:28:00.000-07:00The only 'undo' button sufficient to wipe away the...The only 'undo' button sufficient to wipe away the mess that is our government is the hand of God. Quite frankly I'm amazed...I didn't think they could do anything else with such impressive studpidity, and guess what? They did!<BR/><BR/>Here, this "undo" ought to give you a chuckle. When I was eighteen-years-old, I had my first experience of too much to drink...ehhh, stone drunk. I was at a somewhat low-key party that I was helping my aunt host. I found myself sitting at the bar with this urge to express something that I thought was critical to the knowledge of the others at the party.<BR/><BR/>So, I slid down off of the bar stool, walked to the center of the room, asked everyone to be quiet and very loudly proclaimed that, "VIENNA SAUSAGES COME FROM VIENNA."<BR/><BR/>First off, I've never even eaten Vienna sausages and I don't know where the heck they're made. But you can rest assured that all of those who I am still in contact with to this day have NEVER let me forget my original espisode of drinking too much.<BR/><BR/>You can bet your bottom dollar that never happened again.Sheliahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00280487267612661372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679828344172201214.post-55728035833960732802008-09-30T18:41:00.000-07:002008-09-30T18:41:00.000-07:00Footsteps, are you trying to tell me it was a "man...Footsteps, are you trying to tell me it was a "man" thing? Okay, I'm guilty. There was also the time I dropped my own keys in a mug of green tea. Damage averted. It's amazing what you can do with a blow dryer!intrepidideashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07621013901216084367noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679828344172201214.post-77689073226631863302008-09-30T18:08:00.000-07:002008-09-30T18:08:00.000-07:00I KNEW there had to be a way... Have to try that ...I KNEW there had to be a way... Have to try that on the iMac, but it just sounds "right"!<BR/><BR/>Hmmm... I have a few "undo's" or "redo's"(I can live with them), but your snorkeling story reminds me of the time my ex- had to call Avis and say, "Ummm... I seem to have lost our keys in some <BR/>coral." Snorkeling in Hawaii, wouldn't you know? <BR/><BR/>I think we have a theme here!Heather Dugan Creative / Footstepshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04092780116822736321noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3679828344172201214.post-74388560775844942782008-09-30T16:13:00.000-07:002008-09-30T16:13:00.000-07:00Miss Jane, An Undo moment for sure. Nothing like r...Miss Jane, An Undo moment for sure. Nothing like really getting to know your neighbors huh? Funny but not too bad huh? Besides, I always thought Europeans were so much more relaxed over those issues. The longer Speedos dear!intrepidideashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07621013901216084367noreply@blogger.com