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Campbell's aquired Love in a hostile takeover, broke it up, and sold it piecemeal, keeping the remaining by-products to add to their soup.

Luckily, they only need a small portion of Love, because Love can't be quantified and therefore it's supply can be inexhaustable.

That is why women these days prefer Campbell's stock rather than marriage proposals. At least I assume that's why.

January 22, 2006 3:44 PM

SSB, make her Democratic chicken soup already.

January 22, 2006 5:08 PM

I like me some Campbells!

January 22, 2006 8:34 PM

A soup from Campbell’s can is no meal for your man
For a Democrat’s style is no fan of the red can

The Demo’s prefer mushrooms and stew
Out of the darkness to make a fresh brew

But a Republican man still likes his red flavours
Full of the favours of the many lobbyists favours

January 22, 2006 10:10 PM

oops I meant full of the flavours of the many lobbyists favours.

January 22, 2006 10:13 PM

Too funny!

January 23, 2006 4:36 AM

I hope that if I have kids, they grow up to be as smartassed as yours. Funny.

January 23, 2006 7:46 AM

Indeed, I sold my love to Campbell's right after I registered to vote.

Wouldn't want to deviate from the party line, after all.

January 23, 2006 1:44 PM

we went to costco and I bought a case of cambells chicken noodle. it's supposed to have 35% more love than the leading brand.

Frankly, i'm always disappointed in how few chunks of love there are in the soup.

January 23, 2006 8:45 PM

SSB, so then the question, "How much do you love me?" is an unanswerable question?

AG, he made me Hamburger Helper Lasagne. Does that count?

Van!, I think everyone could use more Cambell's in their life.

Lindsay, mmmm...MUSHROOMS!!

Wendy A, glad you enjoyed it! We have conversations like this ALL THE TIME!

Elizabeth, as I always say: It is better to be a smart ass than a dumb ass.

Derek, thank you for your love!

ESC, good love is hard to find. I though they were the leading brand!

January 23, 2006 9:20 PM

You can always tell the canned love from the artificial stuff.

Besides the after-taste, that is.

January 24, 2006 7:05 AM

Couldn't agree with you more.

January 25, 2006 7:35 AM

It counts for something! Calories, chow, yes. Chicken soup, no. We tried. :)

January 25, 2006 3:55 PM

Campbells, YUCK! Okay, okay, I loved their chicken noodle soup when I was young and didn't know any better. But I'm older and wiser now.

January 26, 2006 5:19 AM

Shamus, "Canned Love" sounds like a great band name.

Elizabeth, :)

AG, no, it wasn't chicken soup, but it was pretty good.

OldRoses, I like the chicken noodle soup and the cream of mushroom soup (the old school stuff). I ALWAYS HATED CHICKEN AND STARS! Bleah!

January 26, 2006 8:40 AM

Wow, I'd love to hang out on your couch and watch all those movies! Except you couldn't even breathe on me, period. So that's out. Have you checked with your doctor? Colds usually do get better in some minute way, something that you'd know was better ... you might have something more serious... how do your lungs feel?

January 21, 2006 11:43 AM

Indiaiynke, you definitely DO NOT want to catch a cold from me! I mutate them into WDMs.

Colds tend to go straight to my lungs. I have had colds last several weeks to over a month. I have had so many of these I know when it is time to go to the doctor. I can still breathe, so I'm battling it myself.

Besides, I don't have health insurance.

January 21, 2006 3:44 PM

See you on the couch!

January 21, 2006 9:55 PM

Hope you are feeling better soon!

January 21, 2006 11:45 PM

There are lots people have the same problem, but I hope you get better soon.
Happy New Year

January 22, 2006 10:41 AM

Make sure that the chicken soup isn't canned. It has to be home made with love FOR you. Right, SSB? :)

January 22, 2006 11:58 AM

SSB, damn straight! I'll try not to breath on you.

Sandy, I'll try.

Godknows, welcome to my blog! Thanks!

AG, your comment inspired a post!

January 22, 2006 2:46 PM

I wish I had inspired SSB to make you soup instead. ;)

January 22, 2006 5:10 PM

Syl- Did you watch The 13th Warrior?
I stunt rode in that movie. How ironic? I was one of those little neanderthal men galloping a Norigian Fjord ponies down the hills attacking the viking lodge.

I doubt watching it made you feel any better. Hope you feel better soon.

January 23, 2006 4:43 AM

AG, I never did get my chicken soup! But I did get a nice head and neck massage. :)

Wendy A, AWEWSOME!!! I did watch it. Did you get to carry a torch? That seriously just made my day!! You are my hero.

January 23, 2006 8:27 AM

Well chicken soup andsome relaxing should help.

January 23, 2006 11:37 AM

Pink Lady, I think that it did. I'm up for more of the same.

January 23, 2006 5:37 PM

AAAAA CHOOOOO.....uh.....sorry Syl. The whole family here is suffering from the same winter crud. Spent the weekend in a fog of clogged nasal passages and over the counter drugs. I did forgo the ass flavored Zicam, so thanks for the heads up. For such a little girl, my daughter has produced an amazing amount of snot. Son and wife doing better so there is hope we will all be healthy for some part of 2006.

January 23, 2006 5:59 PM

DrMax, I finally got my voice back - I had all but lost it for two days - but I still have that irritating tickly cough and junk in my lungs. But the fact that I am in some way BETTER, gives me hope!
Hope you are all feeling well soon too!!

January 23, 2006 9:26 PM

Sylvana, you have my sympathy! This is a bad one. It lasts two weeks instead of the usual one week or seven days for a cold. I'm on week two right now. The awful body aches and exhaustion are gone, but the runny nose and sneezing still lingers.

January 26, 2006 5:16 AM

My heart goes out to you, Sylvana. Losing a pet can be very difficult...but, like you, I am glad that he didn't suffer like you worried he would.

January 17, 2006 9:27 AM

Dying like that is what I consider luck (for the one who dies) and a happy death. One night being able to have fun with your beloved and not waking up the morning after...

Unfortunately it is very unpleasant for everybody else - losing a beloved so suddenly is not what everybody wishes for - but I guess you'll agree its better this way...

January 17, 2006 9:33 AM

I'm sorry to hear about your kitty...It was inevitable, though and (like you said) at least it wasn't drawn out.

Seriously, though...Viking funeral.

January 17, 2006 10:02 AM

Sorry. :( But yes, a peaceful death is the best way to go.

January 17, 2006 10:20 AM

So sorry, sweetie! But he had a peaceful death, and a very happy life with you.

Your local vet should have some ideas on how to properly...ok, "dispose of body" sounds like you're trying to cover up a murder. What is the right term here???

Anyway, they might be able to cremate Zen themselves for a small fee.


Or..yeah. Viking funeral. awesome.

January 17, 2006 11:16 AM

Im so sorry you have lost Zen.

January 17, 2006 1:33 PM

Zen did what many humans dream of. Lucky cat, to the end. He had a good family, a good life, and a swift ending. What cat could ask for more?

January 17, 2006 8:41 PM

Sylvana, I am so sorry for your loss. I'm still mourning the cat we lost three years ago. If you decided to bury him, make sure it's a REALLY DEEP hole. Animals might, um, exhume him. We had ours cremated BTW. It was rather expensive.

January 18, 2006 12:07 AM

Too bad. However that is a lucky cat that went so quickly.

January 18, 2006 3:44 AM

Sorry about your lovely cat. It always seems so cruel that we canget so attached to things that have, like, 1/4 of our lifespan. I'm glad he didn't suffer!

January 18, 2006 6:21 AM

Sorry to heart about your cats passing.

Cats have had mystical meaning for many past civilisations and especially Egyptians. With that in mind I adapted the first verse of one of my poems for Zen.

Can we join with the "Jellicle" cats at the Jellicle ball where they rejoice with their leader, Old Deuteronomy and hope Zen will be chosen to go to the "Heavy side Layer" and be reborn.

Zen’s passing

As the sunset rays cast their fading light
Birds fly past to rest for the night
Night air cools as the sky is at dusk
Farwell to his toils, time for Zen’s rest

Whispering spheres of a neo light form
Spiritual heavens in explosion and storm
Peace is that energy a dream in his mind
Peace and rest for a cat of that kind

January 18, 2006 6:46 AM

The "funny in the face of death" remark is so true. Us Irish may have no culinary or curtural contributions to the world, but we know how to send a loved one on to the next life with a laugh.

I'm leaving instructions in my will that my wake be an open bar, just to facillitate a real party.

January 18, 2006 7:31 AM

I will drink a toast to Zen this evening and his honor, chase a cat toy around the living room.

January 18, 2006 4:27 PM

Sorry to hear about the Zen kitty, sweetheart :(

It sucks that we always outlive our pets. That's why my next pet is going to be a toroise. Not only do they live roughly 7,000 years, but they hardly ever get up on the furniture...

January 18, 2006 4:54 PM

Courtney, thank you.

Dr. Who, yeah, death sucks the worst for those left behind.

Derek, with all the bodies of water frozen over, I'm trying to figure the logistics on a viking funeral. Ice auger? Bonfire on the ice?

AG, I hope that my death is peaceful.

ESC, I felt like we were trying to cover up a murder when we were, uh, "packaging" him up. I asked the vet about cremation. $140. Or they will store his body in their freezer for free until the spring. We might go with option #2. Free is good.

Pink Lady, thank you.

Indiaiynke, I know that he knew how great he had it here. He told us every day.

OldRoses, I think that they will never be out of our minds and hearts.
Thanks! I will certainly be digging a DEEP hole!

Wendy A, he was a very lucky cat and we were very lucky too.

Galetea, I think cats and dogs should live to at least 30!

Lindsay, thank you for the lovely poem. I will be sure to put that in his resting place with him.

Shamus, an open bar at an Irish wake is implied! When my grandma died several years ago, we all sat around laughing about the funny things that we remembered about her, getting really drunk, then going downtown to start some fights.

DrMax, that sounds like a plan!

Irb, your pet could become a family heirloom. "Son, this tortoise has been passed down through our family for 12 generations. Now it is your turn to take over the family tradition. Our tradition really likes lettuce."

January 18, 2006 7:19 PM

Love to you. We lost a cat recently too, so know how you feel.

Seeing as you are such a garden person, I would have thought you'd be happier having Zen put back to the Earth; but I assume you have frozen soils and a where to keep him until the thaw issue...which can be a problem.

Anyone you know with a chest freezer?

January 19, 2006 12:54 AM

I'm sorry for your loss, but I'm happy that for Zen, it was a peaceful and natural death on comfy chair.

January 19, 2006 8:38 AM

Lyvvie, our ground is frozen solid under about a foot of snow, so I have to wait until the ground thaws. That should be some time in April, maybe. His vet is holding him in his freezer until then.

Shannon, it certainly was a death true to his name.

January 20, 2006 8:05 AM

Big hugs from all here in Pastaland. Here's to Zen: long may he chase small furry creatures and snooze in front of comfy fires in the celestial halls of Cat Valhalla.

January 20, 2006 10:44 AM

PastaMasta, he might chase small eight-legged creatures, but he wasn't too fond of small furry creatures.
Now, the comfy fire would be his cup of tea!

January 21, 2006 6:44 PM

So sorry about your kitty. At least he died loved, which is pretty much anybody can ask for.

January 23, 2006 7:50 AM

Sylvana, I am so sorry to hear this about your beloved Zen. But think back on all the happy times you and your family spent with him, and be thankful his passing was peaceful. Isn't that all we wish for with any family member or close friend?

Cats are much like humans aren't they? All they really want when you get right down to basics, is love, attention and sustenance. And think of what we receive in return....unconditional love. It is a wonderful reciprocal relationship.

I often look at my wonderful little Sasha, and think about what I would do without her hopping up on the bed for her last cuddle of the day. And also her funny little ways of meowing away and eventually me understanding what the heck it is she is asking for. Just so lovable.

Sorry Sylvana, I'm rambling, which I have a tendency to do when on the subject of a family pet.

Take care my friend, and just remember the happy times you had with Zen. I'm sure there were many.

January 23, 2006 8:40 AM

Elizabeth, thanks. He certainly was loved.

Canuk, Zen and I definitely understood each other. One of the last things I remember about him was when he came running right up to me on the couch, looked me right in the face and said, "MEOW!" I immediately leaped up saying, "Someone blocked Zen from his litter!" And sure enough, that is exactly what he had come to tell me! He tended to come to me when he had specific requests because I knew just what it was that he was asking for.

January 23, 2006 5:24 PM