Gold, Platinum, Golden Eagle?
 

When did our statuses change? It seems that I am now a veteran member...

Membership titles, number of posts

Junior, 0
Member, 30
Senior, 100
Veteran, 500
Gold, 1,000
Platinum, 1,500
Golden Eagle, 2,000

Those are the levels. If they changed, and I don't know, then I would cast a suspicious eye toward Talk Host.

Wow Tony - a bit of a different look in you new avatar. You bear no resemblance to a English major (hehe)

I just remember junior and member statuses - guess I've been asleep at the wheel.

That's why he's the "nice" administrator.:super:

Tony - I think I'm actually a 'bald' eagle:)

English major? What? Kate! Me? An English major?

Not just another pretty face.

And also, the next thing Talk Host posts will be a lie.

And I am ahead of Russ in the bald eagle race.

My avatar is two years old at this point. Don't be so sure.

Ohhhhh, noooooo, et tu, Kate???????

I was sitting here at my computer innocently studying up on kitchen appliances (still) and I clicked over to TOTV and there it was! KATE! I never thought Kate would besmirch English majors.

And then to heap insult upon injury, I see that I am hovering close to some kind of status that I have feared reaching. Aasaaaaaaaughhhhhh!!! All those cold winter mornings. All those breakfast and lunch times, sitting down in front of this infernal machine and typing away, mostly silly stuff.

I remember being horrified when I reached 100 posts. I thought I was turning into some kind of character in a science fiction book. In front of a big screen. All so Fahrenheit 451. Or is it Brave New World??? Oh who knows? Maybe we can find AN English major around here somewhere who will know.

I used to threaten to move the computer out of the kitchen where it called to me way too often. I did move it. But not to the basement. I moved it to a new room -- that I seem to have built around it. Aaaaaaauuuuuugh!!!! This room is better than the kitchen even. I am in this room all the time. The computer still sings its sirens' song. (Ohhhhhh, maybe an English major here somewhere will know all about those sirens, luring that poor guy to crash on those rocks. I have heard that English majors just love those allusions. Maybe we can get one to come out of hiding.)

And, btw, Mr. Tony, Mr. Admin, Sir, your hat is still ugly, like I told you on here somewhere the other day. And I showed that picture of yours to Mr. Boomer and now he wants a hat just like that one. Aaaaaaaaaugh!!!!!

And, also Mr. Tony, when I was in TV, I met some people from TOTV and they are all really nice, but now they might think I am truly crazy because I told some of them about the granite slab I saw when trying to pick out a counter top. And if you continue to besmirch English majors, Mr. Tony, I cannot guarantee that I will not stay up after midnight some night, when I become totally irresponsible for what I might type. And who knows? I might post a picture in the Girl Talk thread. Yes! I might post a picture of that granite slab. English majors see things you know. Maybe I could use that picture to find out who the English majors are around here.......

I am quite upset about my big number of posts, but alas, here I am. I read something on here and it causes me to find myself face down in the stream of consciousness, yet again. English majors? What English majors? I don't see any English majors anywhere.

Boomer

English Majors are A BAWDY BUNCH.

Cases in point ...Boomers essay on Flatulence and her upcoming one on THE GRANITE SLAB. (I know things)

sigh. I still like her.

THANK GAWD I was not an English Major. I was a cheerleader. We didn't hang out much with English Majors. BUT.... I am open to it now.

Who, but an English major, would use the word "besmirch"? And only an English major would be bothered by an obvious error in the previous sentence.

And my hat is off to Mr. Boomer's fine taste.

No, I've examined the photo quite closely, your hat is still visible.

BTW I still have a passel of pictures to post.

Ohhhh, Mr. Tony, I know that was an obvious error in the sentence Kate wrote. Ohhhhh, that Kate, she is a smart one she is. Did you not see that NOT SO innocent (hehe) after she did not use the proper article in front of a vowel? Ohhhhhh, that Kate. She knew exactly what she was doing. I suspect that she always does. In fact, I think many of us depend on it around here. But, I NEVER thought Kate would besmirch English majors. I feel faint. Yes. I do.

And about that Gracie, wellllllll, she is, in real life, a tall, graceful blonde. Of course, she was a cheerleader.

And now, I must be off. Too many posts. Too little time to finish all this stuff I am not getting done in my real life.

Boomer

I recognize that as a subterfuge. Craftily done, but still a subterfuge.

And Talk Host is not an English major. He used the word "passel".

Ah Boomer... here I sit after an evening in TV with good friends drawn to the computer. Glad to see some posts of great interest - although none may ever rate as highly (yes Ms. Boomer, I know that should be an adverb) as the ever-best-of-TOTV series on farts. (Yes, Gracie, I know I am less polite than your wonderful kind and beauteous self.)

Now I will fess up something that will make your hair (pardon, Tony and Russ) curl. I have taught English....

Oh my (as Boomer might say).

Holy smoke.

An English major!

Well, maybe not an English major, but a major English teacher.

Kate just outed herself.

:22yikes:

As Boomer might cry, "Oh dear, oh dear!" Look at Tony's status. Only an English major would know what that meant. Or maybe it is that crafty TH changing Tony's status to make us jump to conclusions.

I am starting to wonder if Talk Host is an English major. I know he is not a
music major. You should hear him sing. If he gets near a karaoke mic, you
would be best informed to leave quickly.

But then again that was the episode of Talk Host and the naked cello playing.
He was very adroit. Nobody could never see anything.

I believe that post must have been censored Tony, because I don't recall seeing the naked cello player? I'm sure I would have remembered that...in fact, it probably would have been indelibly burned in my retinas! (See, even us business majors can use big words!)

I agree with you. You see? Boomer thinks only English major use big words.

Those of us who aren't English majors can take satisfaction in that.

OK, you made me look it up...

thau·ma·tur·gy (thôhttp://img.tfd.com/hm/GIF/prime.gifmhttp://img.tfd.com/hm/GIF/schwa.gif-tûrhttp://img.tfd.com/hm/GIF/lprime.gifjhttp://img.tfd.com/hm/GIF/emacr.gif)
n. The working of miracles or magic feats

How many posts are required to attain this status? Do you get bonus points for being an English major?

07,

I also had to look it up as (like Sue S) I am also a business major, albeit one with a minor in history. (Albeit is one of those words non-English majors can use to indicate that they are somewhat erudite and not just a money-grubbing troll).

I can prove my business major status by those three little letters after my name that could also stand for Compulsive Pain (in the ) Ass. Plus anyone who read my numerous bond lectures would have had to suspect....

:clap2:

I majored in thaumaturgy, not English. Who has started this unfortunate rumor anyway?

Check with Chelsea on thaumaturgy. She was a journalism major. That is close as you can get to thaumaturgy. That is an English major who promises to look for an honest job. Lo, she went into advertising. She may see the error of her ways sooner or later.

I think if you ask around in Political about who is a CPitA, the trail may lead back pretty close to Chelsea, too.

Tony,

I avoid political with the same fervor that I would use to run from an oncoming tsunami.... We moderates get body checked by both sides.

Miracle Worker???
 

ahhhh, but Tony, we, in the advertising biz are the true thaumaturgists or "miracle workers". See, we can tell you that Wonder Bread builds bodies 12 ways ... and you believe us!!! :MOJE_whot: It's a miracle! The bread goes flying off the shelves!

As for "Political" -- now, who else would keep those snarly old birds blood pumping??? OK, I'll accept the title of CPITA in Political. Now where do I get my award??? :laugh::duck:

I think Kate may have a spare award for you.

Chels! Good to see you! I was starting to get a little worried. I thought maybe some of us moderates out here were going to have to band together to negotiate your release.

(And btw, Chels, speaking of advertising --I still have not revealed my perfect idea for a Metamucil slogan. I really must get around to storming the fortress that is P&G and shouting my slogan idea to the rooftops of those Ivory Towers, right down the road from me.)

Well, I see that the talk in this thread has turned to words and birds. Ohhhh, I just cannot get started on a dissertation on denotation and connotation of words. -- I cannot go there, although I am quite upset about this Golden Eagle status that seems to be circling me.

What is with this "Golden Eagle" status? Who in the heck came up with that one???

Golden -- auuuuughhhhhhh --Not only do I have to now completely understand everything "The Golden Girls" talk about and realize that we are the same age, but I also live in a state where something called "The Department of Aging" lurks around your mailbox waiting for you to turn 60 so they can give you a "Golden Buckeye" card. And then I find out that the "Golden Buckeye" card is mostly worth a little something off the bill at every salt and fat-infested fast food restaurant you can think of. Is the Ohio Department of Aging trying to bump off the boomers? (Hey, Chels, maybe you can ask those guys in political about that for me.)

Eagle -- Shouldn't that word be reserved for the Eagle Scouts or the Screaming Eagles or colonels or captains? A noble bird, an eagle, but not something to name a woman who through two Ohio winters has started almost every morning by sitting in front of a computer, drinking coffee, eating Cheerios with walnuts on them, wearing flannel, and writing posts to the point of accumulating almost 2000 of them. That is not an accomplishment. That is a serious condition. Certainly not the stuff of eagles.

I did not know it was going to happen. I did not know I would write about farts and soap opera names and shopping trips and dogs and the economy and Carl Hiaasen and farts, again, and on and on it went. And I could not stop. And now……what do I do? Do I change my name and start over? Ohhhhh, you would never recognize BoomerDeux would you?

Ohhhhh, the denotation of words – the simple definition. But always, always, always there is the connotation of words – the baggage those words carry along, imply, outside the definition. And now, anybody who got through this post probably thinks I am an English major, analyzing the heck out of words. But…..”Golden Eagle” – that bird is not the word for me. – It’s all too much.

Tippi Hedren Boomer

"If you're the kind of person who insists on this or that 'correct' use... abandon your pedantry as I did mine. Dive into the open flowing waters and leave the stagnant canals be... Above all, let there be pleasure!"—Stephen Fry

Boomer,

What? I see the titles have returned to the original.

I see that I am still entitled the same, and rightly so.

I think I don't understand downeaster.

Okaaaaayyyyyyy...
 

Hi Boomer! :wave: Yup, I'm alive and well and annoying the conservatives! Hahaha!

However, I can now see, through your adept breakdown of my title "Golden Eagle" that I am reeeeeallly considered a screaming old bird!!! :loco:

Well, you know what they say... "if the feather fits..." :p

Dear Mr. Tony, Mr. Admin, Sir:

This post is a test. That's right. A test.

I feel that I have made it quite clear that I do not want the title "Golden Eagle" bestowed upon me. And I have given my reasons. I found myself fretting away in a post about connotation and denotation of words. I was acting like some kind of English major. It was most stressful to find myself behaving in such a way. And so I now have to make an appointment with a massage therapist/message therapist and I think I will send the bill to TOTV.

I have endured the slings and arrows of outrageous accusations that I am an English major. But how can I be an English major? Much of the time I do not write in complete sentences. And I split infinitives all the time. And you know what else? I like splitting infinitives. Yes, I do.

Mr. Tony, I know that you are worried that your own secret English majorness is out there now. And so you try to deflect the suspicion. You try so hard to turn the tables. And you protest. Ah yes, methinks thou doth protest too much, Mr. Tony. It is all so transparent.

The Golden Eagle thing is fine for anybody who wants to be a Golden Eagle when they hit post 2000. But it's just not me. I just want to be Boomer. Just Boomer. Ohhhhh, why 2K? Why oh why 2K?????

So now, here is the test. I will find out. I will find out as soon as I hit submit and this thing posts. For a long time, Mr. Tony, you have called me an English major. But now I will find out if you are also giving me the bird.

Boomer

Ohhhhhhh, Mr. Tony, I hope you will take a few minutes to listen to this little lecture from one who knows.....Oh, we cannot be too careful.......

[ame]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_2wY7Cq2qHU[/ame]

Boomer

Who, but an English major, could have found that so quickly?

Ms. Boomer, ma'am, my birds here at the forum are not evil. I brought them in especially for you. There are some more here I am trying to catch for UUJudy. I don't know whether to use a metaphor to catch them, or should I pour some simile on their tails.

As GracieGirl would say.... Boy Howdy!
Judy
Still a mere Veteran because I type so slowly

uujudy - I'm still only a veteran member too, but I type pretty darn fast! I think it has to do with the fact that I'm not as verbose as someone ... oh I don't know...like an english major! Maybe an english major needs to be named after a bird because they are always going off on flights of fancy. (However, those flights of fancy have kept us very entertained!) So maybe, Boomer, you need to strive for the next level as fast as possible....of course, you will need to determine if you like that label any better than this one. (It's obvious that Mr. Tony is not going to assign you your own personal assignation...I think you're going to have to tough this one out!)

It could be a librarian. have you ever thought of that?
Or Maybe a Government Research Specialist, another now how to find it all.

And Mr. T you still look like Charlie the Tuna in that hat!

Boomer would never have an assignation, like Sschuler lobbies for, with a guy in a sailing hat. Not a fisherman hat. Not a tuna hat.

Assignation? Not me. Not a chance. Mrs. Tony would probably be charged with poor use of a golf club. I don't think my sailing hat could stand that. And Mr. Boomer? I don't know about Mr. Boomer. He could be some creepy kind of guy who would be upset, too. Who knows?

Don't look at me for an assignation.

Tony, have you thought about using "Walking Eagle" instead of Golden Eagle?
It is a name that a recent gathering of native Americans bestowed upon our leader...............They went on to comment later that a Walking Eagle was one that was so full of it that it could no longer fly.:1rotfl:

Boomer, my friend...

Only an English major would know that they had,if fact, split an infinitive - because they are the only folks on the planet who would recognize one slipping into their writing. They may also be the only folks who quote a little Shakespeare to get their point across..

Then again, I, an Accounting major, am strutting and fretting my hour on this forum.

k (still a veteran)

Aha! Did you not all notice that word 'assignation' used by SSchuler? Hmmmmmmm. That is exactly the kind of word an English major would use.

Kate, you claim to be an accounting major and I gotta say you do talk a good story when it comes to numbers, but......I saw that shameless confession you made somewhere here....that confession about having taught English. Uh huh. Maybe not an English major. But perhaps an English minor?

And, Kate, about that strutting and fretting. Be careful. Next thing you know it is "tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow" and you find yourself still strutting and fretting and then you end up getting the bird from Tony.

And Whalen is right. She is right about Tony's hat. Mr. Tony does look like Charlie in that hat.

And Mr. Tony, you are wondering if Mr. B. could be a "creepy kind of guy who could be upset." Well, Mr. Boomer is not creepy. That's for sure. But he does have some old hats in a box in the basement. Mr. Boomer's old hats are Green Berets.

Boomer