tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8858435.post114617727471547607..comments2023-11-05T06:25:31.665-05:00Comments on Passion of the Dale: My City Was GoneDalehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10769930056412752986noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8858435.post-1146519172448953582006-05-01T17:32:00.000-04:002006-05-01T17:32:00.000-04:00Time waits for no man and I wait for no bread or r...Time waits for no man and I wait for no bread or restaurant Gizmorox. I'm just that important!Dalehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10769930056412752986noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8858435.post-1146513737232931252006-05-01T16:02:00.000-04:002006-05-01T16:02:00.000-04:00re: The Lady, it does appear to be bread. I won't...re: The Lady, it does appear to be bread. I won't ask. She's a charming lady, and I hear good things about the restaurant but they don't take reservations and with the amount of tourists in this town you're looking at an hours long wait. I'm not that interested just because she's got a TV show, I'll go somewhere else, thanks.Jennahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03057574236608227312noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8858435.post-1146338018154552422006-04-29T15:13:00.000-04:002006-04-29T15:13:00.000-04:00Hey Reese, I've changed my profile comment a few t...Hey Reese, I've changed my profile comment a few times now for my own amusement and now yours. <BR/><BR/>It sort of goes with this whole post. Rather than say nyet, feck you or any number of other things, I say yes? pardon me? It's the silent scream. They just don't hear it or they'd stay away.<BR/><BR/>Word verification: qiqtn - use it in a sentence please? You asked me for directions and then you got your head qiqtn.Dalehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10769930056412752986noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8858435.post-1146336904982856502006-04-29T14:55:00.000-04:002006-04-29T14:55:00.000-04:00Oh, now you're a guy who can't say "nyet." LOL.Oh, now you're a guy who can't say "nyet." LOL.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8858435.post-1146260385950560422006-04-28T17:39:00.000-04:002006-04-28T17:39:00.000-04:00Saviour - do you know the way to WTF? I get asked...Saviour - do you know the way to WTF? I get asked for directions everywhere although I fairly consistently don't know where the place, street, adventure is that they're looking for. Except in Rome. I somehow knew where everything was. <BR/><BR/>Gizmorox - I know!! She's just lucky Twin Cinema wasn't playing. I would have been gotten all yelly at her "They've shown this on both screens" <BR/><BR/>As for The Lady and Sons? I'm so scared right now of the photo at the top of their website. Is that bread that their demonic heads are looking out from? None for me thanks!<BR/><BR/>My best was being asked for directions in French by motoring tourists in the sleepy hamlet I grew up in. I had to dredge up every bastardized word I could barely remember from school and go through some elaborate hand waving to tell them where a hotel was. I then noticed the new hotel that had just been built across from approximately where I was standing.<BR/><BR/>Justacoolcat - Never surrender the resisting?Dalehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10769930056412752986noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8858435.post-1146235349119989002006-04-28T10:42:00.000-04:002006-04-28T10:42:00.000-04:00I couldn't resist.I couldn't resist.justacoolcathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13810655507426297986noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8858435.post-1146227889917474882006-04-28T08:38:00.000-04:002006-04-28T08:38:00.000-04:00Wow, that's ballsy. Someone is nice enough to dis...Wow, that's ballsy. Someone is nice enough to distract themselves from the New Pornographers to point you in the right direction and you argue with them? The nerve. <BR/><BR/>I never once got asked for directions in VT, where I grew up and where I know best, but every time I'm visiting a city somewhere far away (New York, LA, London even) people ask me for directions. I can usually answer them unless I'm in Montreal. I can never find anything there.<BR/><BR/>Since moving to Savannah, I find myself doing the same thing as Tanya - I walk up and offer. Because it hurts my head less to tell them that "Yes, <A HREF="http://www.ladyandsons.com/" REL="nofollow">'The Lady and Sons'</A> is right over there, than it does to watch them make complete fools of themselves.Jennahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03057574236608227312noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8858435.post-1146196666066043882006-04-27T23:57:00.000-04:002006-04-27T23:57:00.000-04:00And then Go To Them & Offer can name their first a...And then <B>Go To Them & Offer</B> can name their first album: <I>I HAVE NO TONGUE OR EARS</I>... then appear as the local bar band on a "Seventh Heaven" reunion show and become overnight superstars! It's a perfect plan! Right?<BR/><BR/>Or...<BR/>Did I somehow get lost in the comments?<BR/><BR/>No one ever asks me for directions. =(Saviour Onassishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12637064445727572145noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8858435.post-1146191027626599702006-04-27T22:23:00.000-04:002006-04-27T22:23:00.000-04:00I think you're absolutely right jcc!I think you're absolutely right jcc!Dalehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10769930056412752986noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8858435.post-1146190903269008732006-04-27T22:21:00.000-04:002006-04-27T22:21:00.000-04:00No I don't think she wasNo I don't think she wasjustacoolcathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13810655507426297986noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8858435.post-1146189086510305722006-04-27T21:51:00.000-04:002006-04-27T21:51:00.000-04:00If it's my mission and my destiny Chelene, far be ...If it's my mission and my destiny Chelene, far be it for me to turn out to be Dale Vader and wreck everything. I already feel like I'm taking one for the team with every stupid question I get so....<BR/><BR/>I remember some of those Tanya! Hilarious. I'm calling my new band Go To Them And Offer. But should I use & instead of And?Dalehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10769930056412752986noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8858435.post-1146188273947667332006-04-27T21:37:00.000-04:002006-04-27T21:37:00.000-04:00Never mind the directions. No matter what store or...Never mind the directions. No matter what store or place I'm in, people assume I work there.<BR/><BR/>At an Old Navy, in St. Louis, a lady asks if she can use the phone. I'm wearing a coat, I don't work here, I say.<BR/><BR/>At the Rivoli, Queen Street, waiting for Eric Tunney's show to start. A girl asks me to check if she's on the list. Right, because again I'm wearing winter outerwear indoors because I'm some kind of cold-blooded lizard.<BR/><BR/>At a Gap (not that I shop there), do I carry these in a whatever size fatty he is, and I guess I would because I'm only standing there in my underwear waiting for the real employee to bring me something I can squeeze my muffin top into.<BR/><BR/>And now I'll admit something else: when I see those jerks with their maps and glazed drooly faces, I will GO TO THEM and OFFER directions, and I never lie or trick them, I'm always friendly and ambassadorly to them.<BR/><BR/>Did I tell you I rock?<BR/><BR/>I rock.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8858435.post-1146184652511059562006-04-27T20:37:00.000-04:002006-04-27T20:37:00.000-04:00It's your mission to direct people, dale. Don't f...It's your mission to direct people, dale. Don't fight your destiny. It didn't work for Darth Vader and it certainly won't work for you.chelenehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14812441185735815443noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8858435.post-1146182745516896872006-04-27T20:05:00.000-04:002006-04-27T20:05:00.000-04:00I could be standing a sign that says I HAVE NO TON...I could be standing a sign that says I HAVE NO TONGUE OR EARS and people would still stop, speak loudly and ask me things. What is up with that?Dalehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10769930056412752986noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8858435.post-1146181693654307122006-04-27T19:48:00.000-04:002006-04-27T19:48:00.000-04:00People who walk around with me comment on how ofte...People who walk around with me comment on how often I get asked for directions. I don't think I look particularly approachable; I think I just look like I know where I'm going. But the fact that I know where *I* am going doesn't mean I would know where the hell anyone else is going.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com