When Dinosaurs Roamed the Earth Wearing Bell-Bottom Pants

It’s my birthday today, so feel free to engage in good-natured ribbing, or whatever it is you Nukers do to display respect and/or affection.

UPDATE: YAY! Les of Brick Moon got me a birthday present!

32 Comments

  1. Happy Birthday Harvey. I’m still not sure about whether you are Frank’s imaginary friend or not, but I guess he is too lazy to post as often as you do.

    On an unrelated topic:
    People have been talking up Islam as “the religion of peace” for 11 years now, yet there always seem to be these violent eruptions. These are always attributed to radicals etc.

    To celebrate our freedom of speech, lets have a “everybody make a movie about Mohammed” day. Because pretty much any given fourteen year old can make a green screen these days, we will be showcasing our wealth and tech savvy. Plus it will make it easy to identify and kill the faction of Islam that is our true enemy, as they will be rioting.

    As Americans we value the liberty of free speech, We don’t riot when some Hollywood idiot makes an offensive movie about Jesus. It is about time Islam matured to the point where its followers value and respect the ideal of free speech.

    “Make a Movie About Mohammed Day” will help us root out the troublemakers, and truly make Islam a religion of peace.

  2. You’re over 41, this much is certain, because I remember when you turned 41 and I thought, “Wow, I didn’t realize he was ‘fat, dumb and forty’ already.

    Sheeeit. You’re just a kid!

    😥

    (Do something that makes you happy today!)

  3. Buttercup – I was in the Navy, where bell-bottom pants never went out of style.

    Navy trivia – the reason for bell-bottom pants was so that if you fell overboard, you could take your pants off without removing your shoes and use your pants as an emergency flotation device.

    Seriously.

  4. Harvey – They got rid of the bell-bottom dungarees when I was in. I think I wore them for about 3 years or so, and then they started changing the uniforms. I do remember at bootcamp jumping from the dive platform with my dungarees tied at the bottoms, and you had to capture air in the pants as you when down into the pool and use them, as you said, as a floatation device. I’m pretty sure the new pants (or new when I was in) wouldn’t work for that.

    And I don’t think they have those uniforms anymore either…I think they were some kind of BDUs now, like the Marines. You know, so they can be stealthy. On a ship.

    Maybe it’s for hiding from your Chief?

  5. May flowers always line your path
    And sunshine light your day
    May songbirds serenade you
    Every step along the way
    May a rainbow run beside you
    In a sky that’s always blue
    And may happiness fill your heart
    Each day your whole life through

    May your thoughts be as glad as the shamrocks
    May your heart be as light as a song
    May each day bring you bright, happy hours
    That stay with you all the year long

    An Irish birthday blessing, have a great day.

  6. Harvey, I’ve been reading here since before dinosaurs roamed the Earth: during the Carboniferous Period when the Earth was warm and the atmosphere was 25% Oxygen and would occasionally explode keeping the roaming Democrat population under control.

  7. Harvey, I would bake a birthday cake for you, but this state us under a burn ban, and I’m afraid that the astronauts/cosmonauts in the space station would see the flame from the candles and report me. Oh, and don’t forget about global warming global climate change thermageddon. With that many candles burning all at one time, it could put out enough heat, light, and carbon dioxide, and suck enough oxygen out of the air, to endanger life as we know it.
    If that happened, I would hate to have to tell Jimmy, when observing the survivors, “It’s life, Jim, but not as we know it, not as we know it, not as we know it, Captain.” (A song reference for you, Harvey.)

  8. Naval uniforms are always in good taste

    Whites and khakis perhaps for the swabbies and squids…the all-time classic for crisp has to go to the old Army Air Corps pinks and greens with the Sam Browne.

    Bacon-wrapped hog’s trotters and six fingers of Bushmill’s Black for tha auld Birthday Boyo! (The compliant, ginger barmaid you’ll have to pull yourself!)

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.