Thursday, September 03, 2009

Manes

MANES, n. The immortal parts of dead Greeks and Romans. They were in a state of dull discomfort until the bodies from which they had exhaled were buried and burned; and they seem not to have been particularly happy afterward.

2009 Update: The least tame portion of horse and human or the great domesticity of a lion.

14 comments:

karma said...

male vanity, although females are always numero uno

pia said...

Oh many have tried to tame my man, few have succeeded

the amoeba said...

Pia, *applause*.

I think I have discovered the location of my immortal parts. M'knees ache.

Karen said...

Lions with manes sit around all day long and do nothing. The female lions do everything, such as running after a herd of wildebeests desperately hoping to savagely rip at least one apart. Then, she has to drag the bleeding carcass across the desperate terrain just so the lion with the mane can eat first. Even before all those cubs eat. And then, she has to lick all the crust off the cubs fur.

Horses and their manes are lucky because they can just run away. I don't know to say about human manes other than "buy a comb."

And why is my word verifier "patho"?

TLP said...

Even if you don't like your own mane, you don't want to lose it.

Jim said...

Manes were trouble for those Greeks and Romans because they didn't have scissors. It was like cutting off their nose to spite their face. Modern man uses scissors to just whack it off every now and them.
..
An aside, did you know the human's mane--not everyone has one--grows faster and longer than the rest of his hair?
That bit should help make my comment above more reasonable.
..

Ariel the Thief said...

Manes, the part of horses and ghosts to hang on.

sploubm - slop out the bomb

Anonymous said...

Well, well, well, Karen. That was quite a rant. I hope you're not implying you're a horse because, as you know, you're not.

Quilly said...

Manes n. I know my knees are hairy -- that's why I keep a razor, but hairy or shaved, I seriously doubt my knees are immortal. Heck, the right one is pretty much dead already!

sauerkraut said...

Manes... my former next door neighbors who were quite happy after many drinks. They had horses, too.

sorry... best I could do at this late hour but they really were my neigbhors!

Anonymous said...

let your freak flag fly
peace

Cooper said...

Mane - some old clan in India.

Didn't OC used to live with them?

I Dive At Night said...

My man mane gets no combs or scissors. Does that make the man-mane man vane?

Hosammen? The word verification knows today's topic... horses manes and men. Huh?

Doug said...

Whoops, everybody. Sorry for the late reply.

Karma, I've learned to move my vanity south and yet women are still numero uno.

Pia, the man who does will be the one. Probably gay, but still.

Amoeba, I just crossed that threshold.

Karen, I'll let the verifier speak for me in this case.

True, blogmama.

Jim, I understand their shadows troubled them the same way.

Haha, Ariel. I'll remember that next time I ride a ghost horse.

Anonymous, let the woman make her case.

Quilly, that was a lot of data.

That's ok, Sauerkraut. Nice of you to show up.

It's flying, Bear. The Apsidistras, too.

Dunno, Cooper, but I thought West Africa.

A vain man-mane, will drive you insane.