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Sep 17, 2014 14:53:54   #
slatten49 Loc: Lake Whitney, Texas
 
alex wrote:
I have lots of grace have you ever tried to walk down a rocking carrier hangar bay without tripping over a tie down chain? that takes grace


No, I don't do ships. :roll:

But, I took Grace out once, and she was quite graceful. :mrgreen:

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Sep 17, 2014 14:59:08   #
PoppaGringo Loc: Muslim City, Mexifornia, B.R.
 
slatten49 wrote:
Salty, 'tootorial lessons' to a squid means learning how to flatulate in a socially proper manner. :mrgreen:

They have no social grace. :oops:


They are grateful Grace was so social.

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Sep 17, 2014 15:09:02   #
slatten49 Loc: Lake Whitney, Texas
 
Old_Gringo wrote:
They are grateful Grace was so social.


Yes, I was always grateful Grace was so sociable. :mrgreen:

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Sep 17, 2014 15:11:40   #
PoppaGringo Loc: Muslim City, Mexifornia, B.R.
 
slatten49 wrote:
Yes, I was always grateful Grace was so sociable. :mrgreen:


Even poor ol' Gracie was grateful.

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Sep 17, 2014 15:18:28   #
alex Loc: michigan now imperial beach californa
 
Old_Gringo wrote:
Even poor ol' Gracie was grateful.



I hope you two aren't talking about the grace I married

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Sep 17, 2014 15:20:46   #
PoppaGringo Loc: Muslim City, Mexifornia, B.R.
 
alex wrote:
I hope you two aren't talking about the grace I married


We have never met, thanks to you.

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Sep 17, 2014 15:28:26   #
slatten49 Loc: Lake Whitney, Texas
 
alex wrote:
I hope you two aren't talking about the grace I married


Gracious, NO! :shock: She probably wouldn't be seen with the likes of me.:oops: Salty...I can't speak to that. :roll:

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Sep 17, 2014 15:29:00   #
alex Loc: michigan now imperial beach californa
 
Old_Gringo wrote:
We have never met, thanks to you.


I'll try to keep it that way

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Sep 17, 2014 15:29:17   #
slatten49 Loc: Lake Whitney, Texas
 
Old_Gringo wrote:
We have never met, thanks to you.


There is this November, of course. :wink: :mrgreen:

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Sep 17, 2014 15:30:50   #
alex Loc: michigan now imperial beach californa
 
slatten49 wrote:
Gracious, NO! :shock: She probably wouldn't be seen with the likes of me.:oops: Salty...I can't speak to that. :roll:


I don't know you know how women are suckers for that fancy dress uniform you wear

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Sep 17, 2014 15:42:37   #
slatten49 Loc: Lake Whitney, Texas
 
alex wrote:
I don't know you know how women are suckers for that fancy dress uniform you wear


When I was recuperating on the USS Sanctuary in 1968, it was to ship to Subic Bay, the Phillipines. Any Marine on board who was ambulatory was told to debark for the boat to DaNang for tranfer back to our units. I had a body cast from my waist to my armpits, but I could walk. As a result, I was sent back to my unit that had just left KheSanh. Alas, no R&R in Manila.

If I had not been ambulatory, I might have had some time in the Phillipiines. Close, but no cigar! Besides, I didn't have a pair of Dress Blues available to me on the hospital ship. :hunf: I would have needed all the help I could have mustered...believe me, to pick up anyone. :lol:

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Sep 17, 2014 16:11:33   #
lpnmajor Loc: Arkansas
 
slatten49 wrote:
Salty, 'tootorial lessons' to a squid means learning how to flatulate in a socially proper manner. :mrgreen:

They have no social grace. :oops:


I heard That! It isn't true. Well, maybe a little. I never was criticized for tooting my trouser trumpet, socially or anti socially. I DID receive a lot of flack for blowing hot air from another source, usually by pointing out the distinct presence of doo doo lingering in the area of my superiors.

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Sep 17, 2014 16:16:11   #
lpnmajor Loc: Arkansas
 
slatten49 wrote:
When I was recuperating on the USS Sanctuary in 1968, it was to ship to Subic Bay, the Phillipines. Any Marine on board who was ambulatory was told to debark for the boat to DaNang for tranfer back to our units. I had a body cast from my waist to my armpits, but I could walk. As a result, I was sent back to my unit that had just left KheSanh. Alas, no R&R in Manila.

If I had not been ambulatory, I might have had some time in the Phillipiines. Close, but no cigar! Besides, I didn't have a pair of Dress Blues available to me on the hospital ship. :hunf: I would have needed all the help I could have mustered...believe me, to pick up anyone. :lol:
When I was recuperating on the USS Sanctuary in 19... (show quote)


You were obviously cast from a different mold. Well, from the waist to your armpits anyway. You apparently didn't offer enough coin to the correct Corpsman, or your R&R would have been "in the bag".

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Sep 17, 2014 16:33:50   #
AuntiE Loc: 45th Least Free State
 
slatten49 wrote:
The next time you are washing your hands and complaining because the water temperature isn't just the way you like it, think about how things used to be. Here are some facts about the 1500s:

Most people got married in June because they took their yearly bath in May, and they still smelled pretty good in June. Thus, the trend of being a June bride. However, since they were starting to smell, brides carried a bouquet of flowers to hide the body odor, hence, the custom today of carrying a bouquet when getting married.

Baths consisted of a big tub filled with hot water. The man of the house had the privilege of the nice clean water, then all the other sons and men, then the women and finally the children, and last of all, the babies. By then the water was so dirty you could actually lose someone in it. Hence the saying, "Don't throw the baby out with the bath water!"

Houses had thatched roofs, thick straw-piled high, with no wood underneath. It was the only place for animals to get warm, so all the cats and other animals (mice, bugs) lived in the roof. When it rained it became slippery and sometimes the animals would slip and fall off the roof. Hence the saying "It's raining cats and dogs." There was nothing to stop things from falling into the house. This posed a real problem in the bedroom where bugs and other droppings could mess up your nice clean bed. Hence, a bed with big posts and a sheet hung over the top afforded some protection. That's how canopy beds came into existence.

The floor was dirt. Only the wealthy had something other than dirt. Hence the saying, 'dirt poor'. The wealthy had slate floors that would get slippery in the winter when wet, so they spread thresh (straw) on the floor to help keep their footing. As the winter wore on, they added more thresh until, when you opened the door, it would all start slipping outside. A piece of wood was placed in the entrance-way. Hence: a 'threshold'.

In those old days, they cooked in the kitchen with a big kettle that always hung over the fire. Every day they lit the fire and added things to the pot. They ate mostly vegetables and did not get much meat. They would eat the stew for dinner, leaving leftovers in the pot to get cold overnight and then start over the next day. Sometimes stew had food in it that had been there for quite a while. Hence, the rhyme: "Peas porridge hot, peas porridge cold, peas porridge in the pot nine days old." Sometimes they could obtain pork, which made them feel quite special. When visitors came over, they would hang up their bacon to show off. It was a sign of wealth that a man could 'bring home the bacon'. They would cut off a little to share with guests and would all sit around and 'chew the fat'.

Those with money had plates made of pewter. Food with high acid content caused some of the lead to leach onto the food, causing lead poisoning death. This happened most often with tomatoes, so for the next 400 years or so, tomatoes were considered poisonous.

Bread was divided according to status. Workers got the burnt bottom of the loaf, the family got the middle, and guests got the top, or the 'upper crust'.

Lead cups were used to drink ale or whiskey. The combination would sometimes knock the imbibers out for a couple of days. Someone walking along the road could take them for dead and prepare them for burial. They were laid out on the kitchen table for a couple of days and the family would gather around and eat and drink and wait and see if they would wake up, hence the custom of holding a 'wake'.

England is old and small and the local folks started running out of places to bury people. So, they would dig up coffins and would take the bones to a bonehouse, and reuse the grave. When re-opening these coffins, 1 out of 25 coffins were found to have scratch marks on the inside. They realized they had been burying people alive, so they would tie a string on the wrist of the corpse, lead it through the coffin and up through the ground. They would tie it to a bell. Then, someone would have to sit out in the graveyard all night (the graveyard shift) to listen for the bell. Thus, someone could be 'saved by the bell' or was considered a 'dead ringer'.

This article was written by an elderly man for a publication found in a local nursing home, 'Seniorific News'. It is reprinted by me as close to the original as possible, minus possible typos I may have missed. slatten49. :wink:
The next time you are washing your hands and compl... (show quote)


Interesting information. So often one wonders where our sayings came from.

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Sep 17, 2014 16:59:21   #
slatten49 Loc: Lake Whitney, Texas
 
lpnmajor wrote:
You were obviously cast from a different mold. Well, from the waist to your armpits anyway. You apparently didn't offer enough coin to the correct Corpsman, or your R&R would have been "in the bag".


I had joined my unit a few hours before I landed on the Sanctuary. :shock: I wasn't savvy to the ways of the world I was in. :oops: FNG, I was :!:

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