DatSauceGuy just noticed that today is the one-month mark for the existence of this particular super-chunk of un-reality on the web.50 entries later, this effort at propping up my little corner of the Diary Industry (yet I still wanna say Dairy...) seems to be more-than-worth the daily shits, giggles, and general bemusement.
On start, I had given myself a one-month-minimum with option to renew (internally—sheesh.) It is fun, worth the time, growing in stats (not that I’ll ever be a stat ho or even, I’d guess bother to try for Votes or Clix,) and most of all—I think it’ll be an odd and fun read for my five-point-five year old guy in about a decade and a half.
Thus, you readers of all things Sauce-like are going to have to continue to put up with my dumb ass™ as I have just mentally renewed for the next sixty days. You might see the follow-on pattern if DatSauceGuy continues to feel rewarded by the experience and get little bits O’ phucking-phenomenal-phreaking-phun.
Um, last night?
I didn’t mean to lose the audience by using Carny terms. I figured that they would be pretty common-usage (and I’ve always liked to use them when I see a blow-off in action.)
So they got used in regard to the Pasta Pro, and I think five “Wha?” e-mails constitutes a quorum—so this morning, after far too much searching (ya’d think that a Carny Term Dictionary would be easier to find,) your link is just that, some terminology for those who might be wondering. And yes, ala Heinlein’s Rangy ‘lil, rangy is definitely pronounced like what one did to the bell. Really. It is. Promise.
His Wonderful Little Boy Ness and I are off to do a bunch of errands. We’ll have his new favorite CD in hand for the automobile—Fishbone’s Psychotic Friends Nutwerkz is suddenly the number one disc. Which has to mean that he’ll be wanting to get Funked Up again soon…so I am restocking the Parliament/Phunkidelic/P-Phunk music as well, because, he’ll be asking. Bet.
--SomeSaturdaySauce?
