Comments for Susan Hansell's Oil Spot Blog http://blog.susan-hansell.net Whatever That Means! Thu, 11 Mar 2010 02:08:00 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.2.1 Comment on On Participating in Oil, and 9/11 by morgan fairchild http://blog.susan-hansell.net/2006/09/11/on-participating-in-oil-and-911/#comment-12 morgan fairchild Mon, 18 Sep 2006 08:53:03 +0000 http://blog.susan-hansell.net/2006/09/11/on-participating-in-oil-and-911/#comment-12 911 is so last week, and I'm only interested in the 80's! Your friend, MF 911 is so last week, and I’m only interested in the 80’s! Your friend, MF

]]> Comment on Oily “Celebrities” / Oily “Fans” by susanhansell http://blog.susan-hansell.net/2006/08/24/oily-celebrities-oily-fans/#comment-11 susanhansell Sun, 27 Aug 2006 22:34:52 +0000 http://blog.susan-hansell.net/2006/08/24/oily-celebrities-oily-fans/#comment-11 Dear Debra: So sorry to hear about yet ANOTHER oil disaster, especially if it kept you home on a Saturday night! But viewing your incident from the (plastic) glass (of oil-slicked dish-soaped) half-full slant o' light (electric, of course) brite-side: At least you weren't out drinking (something jet-fueled, imported and boutique-y, natch), only to be caught up in the (oil-spun) nets of L.A.'s Finest's drunk-driving blockade! -- oh, to be young again; oh, to have enough oil for celebrity-worthy plastic surgery and professional hair treatments! Sigh. Pause. Segway. Nice poetic effort, Debra! I particularly enjoyed singing your lyrics to the tune of "Oil Makes The World Go Around"! xoilx Susan Dear Debra: So sorry to hear about yet ANOTHER oil disaster, especially if it kept you home on a Saturday night! But viewing your incident from the (plastic) glass (of oil-slicked dish-soaped) half-full slant o’ light (electric, of course) brite-side: At least you weren’t out drinking (something jet-fueled, imported and boutique-y, natch), only to be caught up in the (oil-spun) nets of L.A.’s Finest’s drunk-driving blockade! — oh, to be young again; oh, to have enough oil for celebrity-worthy plastic surgery and professional hair treatments! Sigh. Pause. Segway. Nice poetic effort, Debra! I particularly enjoyed singing your lyrics to the tune of “Oil Makes The World Go Around”! xoilx Susan

]]> Comment on Oily “Celebrities” / Oily “Fans” by Debra Fasciano http://blog.susan-hansell.net/2006/08/24/oily-celebrities-oily-fans/#comment-10 Debra Fasciano Sat, 26 Aug 2006 23:01:31 +0000 http://blog.susan-hansell.net/2006/08/24/oily-celebrities-oily-fans/#comment-10 Susan, I'm home on a Saturday afternoon due to an oil-based disaster: Been given a home permanent that's gone horribly awry -- bear an eerie semblance to "Annie" from the Broadway production and let me tell you... this time the sun may not come out tomorrow. Thought I'd jot down a few musings on OIL before I shoot myself. FUCK OIL (or would that simply mean using a latex-based condom?) Later....Debra Dipshits and Diphthongs: “Candy is dandy” “Liquor is quicker.” And ain’t that all very sweet and neat. But Oil is toil, baby -- Toil and blood, power and water, pumpin’ and bumpin’ Ain’t no one pure and ain’t nothing simple about it. But Oooh, Oooh, Oooil. How I do love the way that word makes the cheeks dance, Sucking in some parts, puffing out others, tickling the palate. Yes indeedy, I’ll take Falling Diphthongs for 200, Alex. And the Dipshits keep pointing at the ground, Chanting to our young: “Go Fetch and Die!” Can you hear them? Right here, right now. We all be falling for this diphthong, baby. Believe you me, we all be surely falling. Susan, I’m home on a Saturday afternoon due to an oil-based disaster: Been given a home permanent that’s gone horribly awry — bear an eerie semblance to “Annie” from the Broadway production and let me tell you… this time the sun may not come out tomorrow. Thought I’d jot down a few musings on OIL before I shoot myself. FUCK OIL (or would that simply mean using a latex-based condom?) Later….Debra

Dipshits and Diphthongs:

“Candy is dandy”
“Liquor is quicker.” And ain’t that all very sweet and neat.
But Oil is toil, baby –
Toil and blood, power and water, pumpin’ and bumpin’
Ain’t no one pure and ain’t nothing simple about it.

But Oooh, Oooh, Oooil.
How I do love the way that word makes the cheeks dance,
Sucking in some parts, puffing out others, tickling the palate.
Yes indeedy, I’ll take Falling Diphthongs for 200, Alex.

And the Dipshits keep pointing at the ground,
Chanting to our young: “Go Fetch and Die!”
Can you hear them? Right here, right now.
We all be falling for this diphthong, baby.
Believe you me, we all be surely falling.

]]> Comment on Learning Happens in My Oil World by susanhansell http://blog.susan-hansell.net/2006/08/22/learning-happens-in-my-oil-world/#comment-6 susanhansell Thu, 24 Aug 2006 22:42:37 +0000 http://blog.susan-hansell.net/2006/08/22/learning-happens-in-my-oil-world/#comment-6 Dearest Frog: Hmm... Would any of us do things the way we do them, if we had to carry our own weight, so to speak? An oily question for the ages, perhaps, yet the answer seems rather obvious, doesn't it? Have a nice day! Princess BlogBlogBlog Dearest Frog: Hmm… Would any of us do things the way we do them, if we had to carry our own weight, so to speak? An oily question for the ages, perhaps, yet the answer seems rather obvious, doesn’t it? Have a nice day! Princess BlogBlogBlog

]]> Comment on Learning Happens in My Oil World by Mike Mizuno http://blog.susan-hansell.net/2006/08/22/learning-happens-in-my-oil-world/#comment-5 Mike Mizuno Thu, 24 Aug 2006 21:58:54 +0000 http://blog.susan-hansell.net/2006/08/22/learning-happens-in-my-oil-world/#comment-5 Dear Princess Blog Spot, I was thinking about oil again last night when I was at the Health Club. I saw three people climb into a Ford Diesel Crew Cab Pickup truck with dual wheels in the back and drive away from the club. I checked on the Ford Website and I think it was a Super Duty model, which weighs 10,000 lbs! These three people could have easily gotten around in a regular car (two of them for sure, the third one might have needed something a little more heavy duty!). A regular car weighs about 4,000 lbs, so these folks were moving 6,000 extra pounds around, which surely uses a lot of oil. I wonder if they would do things the same way if they had to move the extra weight themselves! Bye for now, Frog Dear Princess Blog Spot,
I was thinking about oil again last night when I was at the Health Club. I saw three people climb into a Ford Diesel Crew Cab Pickup truck with dual wheels in the back and drive away from the club. I checked on the Ford Website and I think it was a Super Duty model, which weighs 10,000 lbs!
These three people could have easily gotten around in a regular car (two of them for sure, the third one might have needed something a little more heavy duty!). A regular car weighs about 4,000 lbs, so these folks were moving 6,000 extra pounds around, which surely uses a lot of oil. I wonder if they would do things the same way if they had to move the extra weight themselves!
Bye for now,
Frog

]]> Comment on Learning Happens in My Oil World by susanhansell http://blog.susan-hansell.net/2006/08/22/learning-happens-in-my-oil-world/#comment-3 susanhansell Thu, 24 Aug 2006 02:14:43 +0000 http://blog.susan-hansell.net/2006/08/22/learning-happens-in-my-oil-world/#comment-3 Dear My Frog Prince: Yay Indians! Yay Time Zones! Yay Leaving Your Job Early! Love, Princess Hydro Dear My Frog Prince: Yay Indians! Yay Time Zones! Yay Leaving Your Job Early! Love, Princess Hydro

]]> Comment on Learning Happens in My Oil World by Mike Mizuno http://blog.susan-hansell.net/2006/08/22/learning-happens-in-my-oil-world/#comment-2 Mike Mizuno Wed, 23 Aug 2006 17:12:31 +0000 http://blog.susan-hansell.net/2006/08/22/learning-happens-in-my-oil-world/#comment-2 Dear Princess Blog Spot, I was thinking about oil at lunch today while I was eating my #5 (turkey and cranberry sauce) at the Togo's on Pacific Coast Highway in El Segundo. My sandwich was on a plastic plate on a plastic tray on a plastic table. As the cranberry sauce dripped out the un-cut end of my sandwich (I eat my sandwich from the cut end on Tuesdays for variety), I wondered what this all meant when a huge fireball appeared in the sky, followed by a black cloud of smoke. I knew this must be a signal. There were three more fireballs and smoke clouds. These were from the Chevron Plant! I think this was sent by Indians on the East Coast, where it was 4 PM. I decided it meant it was one hour to quitting time. I picked up my drink and walked back to the moat. Bye for now, Frog Dear Princess Blog Spot,

I was thinking about oil at lunch today while I was eating my #5 (turkey and cranberry sauce) at the Togo’s on Pacific Coast Highway in El Segundo. My sandwich was on a plastic plate on a plastic tray on a plastic table. As the cranberry sauce dripped out the un-cut end of my sandwich (I eat my sandwich from the cut end on Tuesdays for variety), I wondered what this all meant when a huge fireball appeared in the sky, followed by a black cloud of smoke.

I knew this must be a signal.

There were three more fireballs and smoke clouds.

These were from the Chevron Plant!

I think this was sent by Indians on the East Coast, where it was 4 PM. I decided it meant it was one hour to quitting time. I picked up my drink and walked back to the moat.

Bye for now,
Frog

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