Ruby

Although he may have left us years ago for pastures that are turning out to be not so green, Memories…

Rubinstein Devoured By Beavers

Light the corners of my mind
Misty watercolor memories
of the way we were.

Executives React to Apple’s Stock Option Investigation

Scattered pictures of the smiles we left behind
smiles we give to one another
for the way we were.

Rubinstein Farewell Party Planning Already In Trouble

Can it be that it was all so simple then
or has time rewritten every line?

Rubinstein Tired of Renting

If we had the chance to do it all again
tell me would we? Could we?

Everyone Trying TO Cover Up Fact That Rubinstein Is Really Drunk

Memories, may be beautiful and yet
what’s too painful to remember
we simply choose to forget

Tevanian Invests Money Wisely, While Rubinstein Spends It Frivolously

So it’s the laughter we will remember
whenever we remember…

Rubinstein Won’t Get Off Ride Outside Grocery Store

…the way we were.

105 thoughts on “Ruby”

  5. Ok, #1: I thought Rubinstein was an orthodontist. B: I am glad the song game from last post’s comments has really taken off. And Fourth: Who am I kidding… I got nothing else.

  16. Ruby off the Rails?

    Sorry, but if it’s wrong to be geeky on CARS then I don’t want to be right.

    No, I want to be spanked.

    By Moltz and Gruber. Left hand, right hand. Surely the only way that could work.

    Now try getting *that* image out of your mind, Steve.

  17. Those posts brought back memories I never knew I had, because I didn’t have them, and still don’t.

    Do I know you?

  21. Brother,
    If I could open this 16th floor window, I’d be jumping. Though I’d probably land in a snow drift and wouldn’t die – just be cold and wet.

  23. I’m simply posting to have a post here. My Pantsâ„¢ will come up with something witty later.

    @iMoo, #1 very funny. I’m not sure a target audience of one is wise, though.

  24. Cold, wet . . . and horny, surely, Steve?

    An expression I’ve longed to use for some time.

    Although possibly to the Other Steve.

    And Nxxx – give it up, mate. Maybe if we trebled it…

  25. When Nxxx was eighteen, he could still maintain an embouchure.

    And Henry VIII was still on his second wife. Literally.

  29. Ace wins best (which is to say, most foul) use of the term ’embouchure’ in a Mac-related site.

    All the more impressive given the site is run by Filth-Meiste Moltz, who normally walks off with such awards.

    And then defiles them at the post-ceremony party.

    Tsk.

    I won’t say what Ace’s prize is, but he’s going to need a bigger ‘boat’. And possibly enough lubricant so slide Japan off the Pacific plate.

    ‘Ring of Fire’ indeed.

  30. Brother… I don’t know if I should run, screaming, from the room, or give you a standing ovation for the last post.

    I believe I shall run, whilst my Pantsâ„¢ give you the ovation.

  31. Sally Field told me to keep trying, and that eventually they would really, really like me.

    But somehow I thought the moment would be more transcendant.

  32. No Ace, the moment is actually more translucent.
    Hold it up to the light, and you’ll see what I mean.

  35. And all this time I was picturing a French traditional Wedding cake consisting of a tower of profiteroles which have confectioners cream, or vanilla or chocolate custard inside them, perhaps daubed in dark or white chocolate, and the whole tower is wrapped in spun sugar.

    But membranes are good too.

  38. Why am I so often the last post?

    Is that a comment on my social life?

    Toot toot.

  42. Let’s just do the Nemo ‘mine!’ thing for about 10,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000 posts.

    Googolpost!

  43. “Last” always goes to those paying the least attention.

    There was something new here?

  48. Actually, shall we all sit here rolling our eyes till John posts again?

    Sound productive.

    Seriously, I’m comparing it to my typical day.

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