He was a ladies’ man.

I’m from a small rural community, and ev’rybody who lived in my neighborhood, if you want to call it that, were relatives.  We called it “the circle,” and our house was there, my grandmother’s house was there, an aun’ an’ uncle who were childless lived there, and (uh) a couple of aunts an’ uncles who had children.  There were five female cousins, an’ in the summertime we hung out together all day long from early until late.  In my grandmother’s yard was a maple tree, and the five of us developed that into our apartment building.  Each of us had a limb, and [small laugh] the less daring cousins took the lo’er limbs, and I and another cousin a year younger than I always went as far to the top as we could, an’ we– we were kinda derisive of those girls who stayed with the lower limbs.  We had front doors an’ back doors.  The front door was the — the limb — were the limbs on the front, that were nearest (um) the boxwood hedge.  And the grass was all worn away in that area.  An’ then the back doorwa–was on the back side of the tree, an’ you could only enter the front an’ exit from the rear.  And that had to be done by swinging off a limb that was fairly high off the ground, and (um) my cousin Belinda and I had no problem with that, but the other girls — that was always somethin’ we had to coax them into doin’.  But still, you entered the front, you left the rear.  We (um) ate our lunches together.  When it was lunchtime — an’ our mothers always cooked lunch in the summertime ’cause they didn’ want to be in the hot kitchen at night.  So we would just take our (um) — go home, an’ we’d load our plates with all the vegetables an’ the cornbread, an’ get our glasses of milk or ice tea or whatever we were havin’, an’ we would head for somebody’s yard, where we would all sit down an’ eat together.  It was just an institution:  lunch in somebody’s yard.  An’ if you wanted to go home for a second helping– sometimes that was quite a little walk, but it was worth it, because that was our thing, having lunch together, every day.  (Um) We gathered at my grandmother’s on Sundays.  All my aunts would get those chairs, form a circle.  (Uh) One crocheted.  (Uh) Most of them just sat an’ talked, an’ we girls hung out for the main part with the women.  (Uh) The men would gather around the fish pond, which was in a side yard.  It was (um) — it was kind of a rock (um) pond that my granddaddy had, had built.  There was a ir’n pipe in the middle, an’ when he went fishin’, he would put his catch in there.  Or he caught a mud turtle, he’d put it in there.  An’ there it stayed until it was time to kill it an’ cook it, whatever it was.  The pipe in the middle had water that sprayed up all the time.  There was a locust tree near there, an’ that’s where we girls picked the leaves an’ the thorns to make the doll clothes out o’ the locust.  It’s where we always ate the watermelon.  We always had to save the rind, an’ we always had to leave some pink on that rind, because my grandmother made watermelon pickles out o’ that rind.  I hated the things.  I thought they were the worst things I ever put in my mouth.  But ever’body else thought watermelon pickles were just a great delicacy.  That was also around the time that ev’rybody grew gladiolias [sic] an’ I thought they were the ugliest flower I’d ever laid my eyes on, but ever’body had gladiolias.  ‘Course now I’ve come to appreciate the gladiolia, but back then I had absolutely no appreciation for it.  It was also where we made (uh) ice cream, (uh) on the front porch.  We made ice cream on Sunday afternoons.  I had an aunt who worked in the general mercantile business that my family owned, an’ she was only home on Sunday, so she baked all day:  homemade rolls an’ cakes.  And so, she made cakes an’ we made ice cream, an’ ever’body wan’ed to crank, of course.  (Um) That was just a big treat, to get to crank that ice cream.  It was jus’ our Sunday afternoon thing, an’ I, I think back on it.  All the aunts would sit around an’ they’d talk, an’ they’d smoke.  Even if you never saw those ladies smoke, any other time o’ the week.  On Sunday afternoon when we all were gathered about in gran- in granny’s yard, they’d have a cigarette.  Just a way of relaxing, I suppose.  The maple tree’s now gone.  In later years, it was thought the maple tree, our apartment building, was shading the house too much an’ causing mildew, so it was removed at some point.  And I don’t, to this day, enjoy lookin’ (uh) into that part o’ the yard. …

*Midshipman: any of the toadfishes of genus Porichthys, distinguished by photophores and four lateral lines, typically nocturnal, and noted for a hum produced by males during the breeding season. Even the toadies and lickspittles among the midshipmen--and naturally there were several--hate the tyrant midshipman, Mr. Homer Simpson.
xxx/ellauri237.html on line 740: Mujer, yo hubiera sido tu hijo, por beberte la leche de los senos como de un manantial, por mirarte y sentirte a mi lado y tenerte en la risa de oro y la voz de cristal. Cómo sabría amarte, mujer, cómo sabría amarte, amarte como nadie supo jamás! Morir y todavía amarte más. Y todavía amarte más y más.
xxx/ellauri237.html on line 756: Nunca te quejes de nadie, ni de nada,
xxx/ellauri237.html on line 975: Para Roger Rabbit, el hecho de abrazar una manera libre de vivir la vida conlleva fiarse del propio criterio y la propia manera de tomar decisiones por encima de cualquier otro referente. La idea es que, como nadie conoce mejor que uno mismo la propia manera de vivir la vida, no se tiende a apoyarse en códigos de comportamiento impuestos desde instancias externas.
xxx/ellauri239.html on line 415: LGBTQ ladies stand on ceremony. Anne luettelee tunnollisesti kaikki julkimot. Muutama toimittajakin oli lähetetty aamukeikalle. Mixi näissä krimeissä kaikki juontaa juurensa lapsuudesta ellei kauempaa? Inhottava Selma on ex-suurriistanmezästäjä ja laittaa kahviin kokonaisen pötkön sokeria. Sekin vielä. Kaikilla norjalaisilla koulutytöillä oli poninhännät ja jalassa Timberlandin talvikengät. Ihankuin Neuvostoliitossa. Paizi mieluummin otan valtiomonopolin kuin suuryritysten. Ize asiassa olen mieluummin anarkisti kuin kommunisti, kuten hapan George Carlin. Omaisuus on varkautta!
xxx/ellauri261.html on line 324: BOLT. Oh, sir, we have done but our duty.—Come forward, Bobby.—I repeat it, our duty: our duty is to amuse these ladies and gentlemen,—and if anything we have done has contributed to that desirable end, we certainly think our “Day has been well Spent.”

xxx/ellauri261.html on line 462: Cornelius decides that he and Barnaby need to get out of Yonkers. They'll go to New York, have a good meal, spend all their money, see the stuffed whale in Barnum's museum, almost get arrested, and each kiss a girl! They blow up some tomato cans to create a terrible stench as a pretext to close the store. Dolly mentions that she knows two ladies in New York they should call on: Irene Molloy and her shop assistant, Minnie Fay. She tells Ermengarde and Ambrose that she'll enter them in the polka competition at the upscale Harmonia Gardens Restaurant in New York City so Ambrose can demonstrate his ability to be a breadwinner to Horace. Cornelius, Barnaby, Ambrose, Ermengarde and Dolly all take the train to New York ("Put on Your Sunday Clothes").
xxx/ellauri261.html on line 466: Dolly arranges for Cornelius and Barnaby, who are still pretending to be rich, to take the ladies out to dinner to the Harmonia Gardens restaurant to make up for their humiliation. She teaches Cornelius and Barnaby how to dance since they always have dancing at such establishments ("Dancing"). Soon, Cornelius, Irene, Barnaby, and Minnie are happily dancing. They go to watch the great 14th Street Association Parade together. Alone, Dolly decides to put her dear departed husband Ephram behind her and to move on with life "Before the Parade Passes By". She asks Ephram's permission to marry Horace, requesting a sign from him. Dolly catches up with the annoyed Vandergelder, who has missed the whole parade, and she convinces him to give her matchmaking one more chance. She tells him that Ernestina Money would be perfect for him and asks him to meet her at the swanky Harmonia Gardens that evening.
xxx/ellauri261.html on line 519: In New York, Irene and Minnie open their hat shop for the afternoon. Irene does not love Horace Vandergelder, but knows that the marriage will provide her with financial security and an escape from her boring job. However, Irene hopes to escape her loveless marriage, and plans to try and find real love before the summer is over. Cornelius and Barnaby arrive at the shop and pretend to be rich- Irene seems to take to Cornelius immediately. Horace and Dolly arrive, and Cornelius and Barnaby hide. Minnie screams when she finds Cornelius hiding in an armoire. Horace is about to open the armoire himself, but Dolly "searches" it and pronounces it empty. After hearing Cornelius sneeze, Horace storms out upon realizing there are men hiding in the shop, although he is unaware that they are his clerks. Dolly arranges for Cornelius and Barnaby, who are still pretending to be rich, to take the ladies out to dinner at Harmonia Gardens to make up for their humiliation. Dolly briefly tries to teach Cornelius and Barnaby to dance, which leads to the whole town dancing in the local park.
xxx/ellauri261.html on line 521: The clerks and the ladies go to watch the Fourteenth Street Association Parade together. Alone, Dolly asks her first husband Ephram´s permission to marry Horace, requesting a sign. She resolves to move on with life. After meeting an old friend, Gussie Granger, on a float in the parade, Dolly catches up with the annoyed Vandergelder as he is marching in the parade. She tells him the heiress Ernestina Simple would be perfect for him and asks him to meet her at Harmonia Gardens that evening.
xxx/ellauri261.html on line 525: Cornelius, Barnaby and their dates arrive and are unaware that Horace is also at the restaurant. Dolly makes her triumphant return to the restaurant and is greeted in style by the staff. She sits in the now-empty seat at Horace´s table and proceeds to tell him that no matter what he says, she will not marry him. Fearful of being caught, Cornelius confesses to the ladies that he and Barnaby have no money, and Irene, who knew they were pretending all along, offers to pay for the meal. She then realizes that she left her handbag with all her money in it at home. The four try to sneak out during the polka contest, but Horace recognizes them and also spots Ermengarde and Ambrose. In the ensuing confrontation, Vandergelder fires Cornelius and Barnaby, and they are forced to flee as a riot breaks out. Cornelius professes his love for Irene. Horace declares that he would not marry Dolly if she were the last woman in the world. Dolly angrily bids him farewell; while he´s bored and lonely, she will be living the high life.
xxx/ellauri281.html on line 147: 6. Kirjoittajat [Samuel A., 2014] tutkivat tekijöitä, jotka säätelevät nesteen kulkeutumista syvyydessä. Erityisesti he tarkastelivat murtonesteiden ja suolaliuosten kulkeutumista ylöspäin Yhdysvaltojen mustissa liuskeissa, riippuen pinnalla olevien kivikerrosten läpäisevyydestä ja tärkeimmistä gradienteista, koska nämä muuttujat heidän mielestään määräävät murtoaineen suunnan ja suuruuden. nesteiden pystysuuntaiset migraatiovirrat murtumisen aikana. Korostetaan, että horisontaalinen muuttoliike on merkittävästi (suuruusluokkaa) suurempi kuin vertikaalinen muuttoliike. Nestefaasin migraatioprosessin monitekijäisyys on esitetty, johon vaikuttavat erityisesti rakeiden kokojakauma, säiliön jännitys, sen kyllästymisaste nesteillä ja sementaatioprosessit. Nämä tekijät aiheuttavat usein säiliön läpäisevyyden heikkenemistä useita suuruusluokkia. Monivaiheiset nesteet (esim. öljy, maakaasu, ja vesi) huokoisissa väliaineissa vähentää myös merkittävästi läpäisevyyttä. Hienorakeisten kivien (liuskeet, aleurit ja mutakivet) vallitsevuus ja sedimenttialtaiden kerrosrakenne rajoittavat kallioperän pystysuoraa läpäisevyyttä mustaliuskeen yläpuolella.
xxx/ellauri281.html on line 151: 8. Toinen tärkeä näkökohta huokostilan kehittymisessä murtumisen jälkeen on paineen eteneminen halkeamia pitkin. On todettu, että halkeamaverkostoa lukuun ottamatta (eli vain halkeaman pinnan ulkopuolella tai halkeaman leviämisen äärirajoilla) säiliön paineen muutos riippuu kivien ja nesteiden ominaisuuksista, jotka säätelevät halkeamia. paineen leviäminen. Luonnolliset positiiviset painegradientit (jotka ovat välttämätön edellytys nesteen liikkumiselle alhaalta ylöspäin) syntyvät topografisten tekijöiden seurauksena tai reliktina ylipaineesta syvyydessä [Samuel A., 2014].
xxx/ellauri281.html on line 246: Hei mut hetkinen, hetkinen, kazotaan tämä tilanne! Jusuf jo ronkkii sormella paratiisista löytämäänsä rouvan nahkalompakkoa! Ja rouva tahtoo nähdä Jusufin silmästä silmään... Täähän on kuin suoraan Genesixestä, korjaan Koraanista, missä kaunis Joosef joutuu painamaan Potifarin vaimoa! Aziz ois niikö Potifar ja sen vaimo ois sen vaimo! Silkkaa Thomas Mannia! Kirjan nimi on saxaxi Das verlorene Paradies. Onhan tässä loppupeleissä piirteitä myös syntiinlankeemuxesta, nim. toi Amina. Silti wittu, Jusufin paidan repely on suoraan raamatusta, siis koraanista. Syntisiltä menee kuviot päin Wittua kun ne on niin köyhiä. No faarao ei revi pelihousuja rouvan takia, mutta entäpä Eeva-Amina? Sekin meni täydestä. Tätähän tää islam on, alistumista. Kurnau ei pidä koirista enempää kuin muutkaan muslimit. Silti Jusuf lähtee saxalaisten letkan perään, liittyy paskansyöjätiimiin. Viimeisen luvun nimi oisi voinut olla kakkakökkäre.
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