Since tonight it’s just the two of us, I thought I’d give away money.
I’ve got a $100 gift card, and will select a winner at random tomorrow out of those who comment by Noon Eastern on Sunday.
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Deep into distant woodlands winds a mazy way, reaching to overlapping spurs of mountains bathed in their hill-side blue.
I won’t sue you.
But though the picture lies thus tranced, and though this pine-tree shakes down its sighs like leaves upon this shepherd’s head, yet all were vain, unless the shepherd’s eye were fixed upon the magic stream before him.
I have already run out of anything meaningful to share. Except Red Roof Inn has a stay 2 get 1 free promotion. Anyone into Red Roof Inn? Anyone?
Go visit the Prairies in June, when for scores on scores of miles you wade knee-deep among Tiger-lilies—what is the one charm wanting?
Best wishes!
You’ve eaten a cat?
—Water—there is not a drop of water there!
Were Niagara but a cataract of sand, would you travel your thousand miles to see it?
Why did the poor poet of Tennessee, upon suddenly receiving two handfuls of silver, deliberate whether to buy him a coat, which he sadly needed, or invest his money in a pedestrian trip to Rockaway Beach?
Why is almost every robust healthy boy with a robust healthy soul in him, at some time or other crazy to go to sea?
Pick me! Pick me! Pick me!
Hi,
Why upon your first voyage as a passenger, did you yourself feel such a mystical vibration, when first told that you and your ship were now out of sight of land?
Just back and bumped down from business to economic. IfTAP won’t pay me Gary won’t you? 🙂
Why did the old Persians hold the sea holy?
How can you top breaking in a new top tier card on Sunday? Well I guess money on Saturday would do it.
Why did the Greeks give it a separate deity, and own brother of Jove?
Android screencasting to Chromecast (via portable private router network) in the hotel is just awesome. Been waiting 2 years for this!
Surely all this is not without meaning.
Yay free money!
And still deeper the meaning of that story of Narcissus, who because he could not grasp the tormenting, mild image he saw in the fountain, plunged into it and was drowned.
And now my odds are doubled!
But that same image, we ourselves see in all rivers and oceans.
and tripled!
To Bruce in 395, precheck is even better than the massage!
It is the image of the ungraspable phantom of life; and this is the key to it all.
and quadrupled!
and quintupled!
Now, when I say that I am in the habit of going to sea whenever I begin to grow hazy about the eyes, and begin to be over conscious of my lungs, I do not mean to have it inferred that I ever go to sea as a passenger.
and sextupled!
For to go as a passenger you must needs have a purse, and a purse is but a rag unless you have something in it.
and septupled!
Besides, passengers get sea-sick—grow quarrelsome—don’t sleep of nights—do not enjoy themselves much, as a general thing;—no, I never go as a passenger; nor, though I am something of a salt, do I ever go to sea as a Commodore, or a Captain, or a Cook.
and octupled!
Who says no one reads this on Saturday night.Thanks for your generosity. I wish we, Americans, would not be so quick to sue.
And for international travel, Global Entry is awesome!
I abandon the glory and distinction of such offices to those who like them.
Go Germany! beat Argentina. and may Love play with LeBron in Cleveland
For my part, I abominate all honourable respectable toils, trials, and tribulations of every kind whatsoever.
and nonupled (?)!
It is quite as much as I can do to take care of myself, without taking care of ships, barques, brigs, schooners, and what not.
ok done now!
And as for going as cook,—though I confess there is considerable glory in that, a cook being a sort of officer on ship-board—yet, somehow, I never fancied broiling fowls;—though once broiled, judiciously buttered, and judgmatically salted and peppered, there is no one who will speak more respectfully, not to say reverentially, of a broiled fowl than I will.
Hey lets try to reach 5,000 comments.
I’m hoping to win! Gary, keep up the great work on the blog!
It is out of the idolatrous dotings of the old Egyptians upon broiled ibis and roasted river horse, that you see the mummies of those creatures in their huge bake-houses the pyramids.
No, when I go to sea, I go as a simple sailor, right before the mast, plumb down into the forecastle, aloft there to the royal mast-head.
Guess it’s not just you and me!
I think the csp is entirely overrated!