Response to BB Comments

While we are all anxiously awaiting jpeg's of the damage that BB inflicted on the siding on her house during Operation: Shoot the Balls of SuperSkunk, I feel the need to respond to a few comments made in reference to my post Legend of BB Lady.

Oh, by the way, BB, what could possibly be taking you so long with the pictures? Just point, click & send. I'll take care of the hard part of making them easily accessible on the WWW.

First of all, I'd like to address WonderWoman's (Hi, Heather!) comment about my drinking wine out of a box. It's no secret that I am no snob when it comes to fermented grape juice, but to automatically assume I'm chugging the stuff out of cardboard is pushing the envelope just a bit too far.

For parties, boxed wine might be okay - but it totally depends on who is in attendance. Good friends: Hey, pass the box, please. Business associates of Man's at an obligatory shindig: Hurry up and pop the cork, darn it.

For just everyday occasional consumption at the Haus, a box is just a little too much in volume, even for me.

Personally, I smiled when WonderWoman referred to my Bordeaux-Cabernet Sauvignon-Merlot as a wine "suicide". And, for those of us who grew up in the 80's, we totally understand her reference. But, I must warn you: this new generation of irritating adolescents teen soda mixers is calling the concoction a "heart attack". Please just be aware, you will be verbally corrected should you use the wrong terminology to anyone younger than 18.


Here's a picture of the bottle of wine that was consumed earlier this week - over a 3 day time period thankyouverymuch. As you can clearly see, it is a bottle, not a box. And, as I mentioned earlier, I'm not snob. Notice the absence of any cork.

Screw top on a wine suicide. Seems appropriate.

Notice that I've got a very nice looking basil plant in a very nice piece of pottery. Go, HausFrau.


Next up, I need to address a comment made by Man when he read all about my trigger happy friend. When I wrote that BB was "playing with her NeoPet" it was not some kind of HausFrau code slang for "using her vibrator". I'm sure you all appreciate his enthusiasm, I know I do.

And lastly, I'd like to address comments made by BB herself. Yes, in fact, we would all love to see your story turned into a made-for-tv movie. Might I suggest casting Joy from My Name is Earl to play the lead role? Of course, some creative liberties would have to be taken. The scene most definitely would have to be a trailer park & it's practically required that she'd be shootin' up the metal siding on her trailer, the 1973 model. I'm also thinking a Hooter's t-shirt would add a nice touch. You know, keeping it real.

As for several comments made about my embellishing the facts for the sake of a laugh or two: sorry to disappoint you, but there was absolutely no need to do so. BB handed me that one on a silver platter. Served with a glass of screw top wine.