Bob Loblaw’s Law Blog: Are The Quakers Amish?

As you may know, I am currently at work on a book on Quakerism.  It’s a mess.  I mean, I’ll fix it, but right now – whew.  Have mercy.  There are days I want to pack up my taxidermy and take to the open road. 

I have noticed, however, that I am asked the SAME questions by people who find out I am a lifelong Quaker, particularly when they find out I’m writing a book on the subject.  A look passes over the person’s face as if I had said I am writing a book about fine-wire mesh, or the history of pipes.  I shall attempt to answer those questions now, and save many of you a good deal of time.

 

Q:  Didn’t the Quakers become extinct 100 years ago?

A:  Those of us who survived were nursed by a domestic housecat who had just given birth and took pity on us. 

 

Q:  Where would one find a real Quaker?

A:  There are very very few Quakers left in America, and indeed an extinction date for British Quakerism has been given by Pink Dandelion.  (2023.)  American Quakers are found primarily in Pennsylvania, the East Coast, Indiana, and North Carolina.  There are various sects all over the world practicing something they allude to Friends’ Worship, but it is unrecognizably so, if one knows the history of the Religious Society of Friends.  In that way, there is no real Quaker, as there is no such thing as a pit bull.  We recognize certain tendencies in a dog and say, “It has tremendous jaw strength, tenacity, heart.  Its musculature is dense and it is deep-chested.  Because of these characteristics, it is a Quaker.”

 

Q:  Are the Quakers the same as the Amish?

A:  Although the Amish were founded by a Dutch Anabaptist during the Protestant Reformation, Jakob Ammann, and thus were considered an order of the Swiss Mennonites; and although they speak German (or Pennsylvania Dutch); and although they keep themselves entirely separate from the ‘world,’ or the apostate; have no electricity or phones, and drive horse-drawn buggies on the open road, and the Quakers were founded by George Fox and Margaret Fell during the English Reformation, and spoke English; and although Quakers take it as a directive to change the world through acts of philanthropy and social justice, such as The American Friends Service Committee (which won the Nobel Peace Prize); and although we drive cars and I am typing this on a laptop plugged into a surge protector in an electrical outlet, YES, we are the same as the Amish.  We are, essentially, the Amish.

 

Q:  Do Quakers really have no ministers, and do they really worship in silence?

A:  Real ones do.  (Don’t you EVEN come after me, you Evangelicals and Programmed Friends.  You know very well I carry a whip in my buggy and I am not afraid to use it, and this includes YOU, Mom.*)

 

Q:  Did the Quakers invent oatmeal, and is that a real Quaker on the box?

A:  Yes, Quakers invented the oat, and that is a real Quaker on the box.  You can tell by his wig and his Amish hat.**

 

Q:  Do you still wear bonnets and dresses that cover every part of your body?

A:  Yes, I do.  I am wearing a bonnet now.

 

Q:  Are Quakers allowed to wear makeup or jewelry or listen to secular music or dance or read fiction or keep a blog?

A:  No, we are not allowed to do any of those things.

 

Q:  Are there restrictions for men, as well?

A:  Yes, everyone is bonneted for safe-keeping.

 

* I would never flog my mother, who is a Quaker minister. 

**My friend Dean says that the man on the oatmeal box is actually his grandmother, who was Jewish.

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Published in: on July 18, 2008 at 9:06 pm  Comments (60)  

60 Comments

  1. That cleared everything up tremendously, thank you.

  2. The picture of you in the bonnet should totally be used as your Author’s picture on the book.

  3. I first learned about the Quaker Church when I attended support groups meetings for incest survivors in the Manhatten 15th Street church the early 1980s. We have a lovely historic Quaker church here in Berks County, PA. At first it was a little disconcerting discovering no service and no pastor, but I soon found it a refreshing change from the usual self-professed God channelers. We don’t wear no bonnets up here in Berks County, tho.

  4. That picture looks verrry much like the cover of the new hip hop album by Li’l Yo Peep….

    Everything I knew about Quakers (up until this post) I’d learned from the Weird Al Yankovic song, ‘Amish Paradise’. So, thanks.

  5. Thanks for the FAQs, ma’am. One question you didn’t address, however, is this:

    1. Can a person be a Quaker and a golfer simultaneously? If so, would be a breach of etiquette to exchange the traditional bonnet for a visor when on the golf course?

    –Just wonderin’

  6. Thank you all for your comments. Best Niece Abby, I can see how that would be more discreet than what I had planned. That other author photo, the one we’re not describing in any detail, is for the HORROR novel, remember. And Polly, you think you’re not wearing a bonnet but I thought I wasn’t either. THAT’S A QUAKER KOAN. Weird Al Yankovc is surprisingly accurate, by the way. And George, as a person of faith, I’ve always said Friends will take up golf when black people are allowed to play it. If that happens, we’ll talk.

  7. Of course I meant Yankovic. I was using the pre-Easter Island spelling.

  8. Yes, the OTHER photo, not being discussed in any manner, will be perfect for the HORROR book. I can hardly wait.

  9. I seriously thought that “man in bonnet” was the picture at Christmas on mom’s couch. You know the one…it was called “Outlaw Quaker Girl With Toothache”. Then, I saw the five o’clock shadow and KNEW it was that very same picture

  10. If you ever show that photograph to anyone, I’ll have you killed by the rare but deadly Quaker militia. Or maybe a single assassin, I’m not going to tell you ahead of time. I will say watch your horses.

  11. Thanks for the laugh! I posted a link at my blog.

    Cheers!

  12. This made me laugh so much that my bonnet nearly fell off!

  13. Fucking hilarious.

    Oh wait. You need to read me out of Meeting for foul language.

    (Grabs her bonnet and covers her head before anyone notices.)

    🙂 Jeanne

  14. Thank you for this post.

  15. I find this kind of “humor” patently offensive to us real Quakers. Now I need to go take a swig of Old Quaker Whiskey just to calm down (I’m all out of Old Amish Bourbon).

  16. I like the comparison. Personally I’m reminded of a friend of mine who asked by a group of Mormon students how Quakers differed from Mormons, and replied that, “well if they knew what Mormons believed, Quakers believed just the opposite”. I don’t remember if that famous Beliefnet quiz includes the Amish, but from what I know of the Amish, Quakers would be at the opposite pole.

  17. Haven,
    Thanks for this. I was raised a Quaker in SOUTHERN LOUISIANA — try explaining that to a bunch of Catholics.

    Anyway, I just happened upon your blog today and imagine my surprise to see something so funny about something so familiar. For this, I will now buy your books.

    Cheers.

  18. Haven,

    Please let me sneak in a request to make Evansville, Indiana part of your upcoming book tour. I too grew up in Indiana in less than pristine circumstances and have always admired your upbeat, witty attitude to the vicissitudes of life. Anyway, I am a public librarian. A customer who I actually saw grow up from a punk teen to a mother of three called me the other day to see if there was some way we could get you to Evansville. She, like me, is a big fan. I have heard you speak — at the Chicago Literary Festival — and found you as impressive in person as in print. I have used both Zippy and She Got Up Off the Couch in book groups. So, to make a long story short, please contact me yea or nay (I tried your publicist but no response).

    I appreciate your taking the time to read this and consider our request.

    Thanks so much!

    Pam Locker
    Manager, Oaklyn Branch Manager
    paml@evpl.org
    812-428-8234 ext 5403

  19. It is a little known fact that Friends, in fact, do play golf. A lot of it.

    As exhibit number one, I offer the University of Pennsylvania Quakers golf team (men and women). Though some have derisively said members of these times were the Fightin’ Quakers, the truth is that they are the Non-Fightin’ Quarkers. As evidence, one of their cheers goes something like this:

    We’re not weak
    We’ve opted to be meek
    Our main stra-te-gy
    Is to turn the other cheek!
    Go Quakers!

    And there is, of course, an Indiana connection.

    Quakers do play a lot of golf in the Hoosier State. team. Their home course is just outside Plainfield, Ind., and it is called, appropriately, Friendswood. There is, for example, Quaker Ridge Golf Course, near Scarsdale, New York, and Quaker Meadows Golf Course in North Carolina. Despite their names, neither of the a”fore”mentioned golf courses are members of the Quaker Golf Association, based at Friendswood.

    One thing that characterizes Quaker golf is that fact that the players generally eschew making oaths, or swearing, in general. Totally against what they stand for. So, when a Quaker golfer hits one in the water, instead of saying, something offensive like, “Oh, damn.” They are likely to say, “I hit it in the water.”

    It’s a much gentler approach to the game.

    As Haven previously mentioned, there is the matter of the bonnets…However, the QGA has sanctioned the use of golf helmets. They look amazingly like bicycle helmets but are differentiated by the prominent QGA logo of two crossed golf clubs encircled by the words: Peace, Simplicity, Integrity, Fore.

    Also, Quakers are known for their strict adherence to telling the truth. That is why the golfers keep score with a red penn instead of the current practice of an eraser-equipped pencil.

    It is also very hard to find a lost ball on a Quaker course. Quakers have this special inner light that they convey to their balls, which makes them very easy to find even if they are sent in errant directions.

    Then, of course, there is the silence. Friendswood Golf Course is conveniently located near Valley Mills Friends Meeting. It is not uncommon to see attendees slip out during the silence to go play nine holes. Usually, they make it back in time for the coffee and pastries following the service.

    PRIVATE TO HAVEN:
    Finishing up on Solace…got one word for it: wow. Taking Zippy to Indy with me later this week.

  20. I had a couple of typographical errors in my previous posting that were intentional and non-intentional. In either case, please feel free to substitute your own sense of meaning and coherence. Thank u.

  21. I have been a bit ill over the last couple days.

    This has helped. However for a full and quick recovery I beleive I will need to see the picture Melinda has in her possesion from christmas.

    Melinda if you find it in your heart to help me, just know I have ties to the Michigan Omish Militia
    ( MOM ) so your safe 🙂

  22. Peaches, the first person to ever ask me when Quakers went extinct was from New Orleans. In all the time I spent (and lived) on the Gulf Coast I never met another Quaker, but we do spend a lot of time golfing, so it’s possible I was just never in the right place at the right time. And we’re quiet enough to hide even where there is little undergrowth.

  23. I would like to point out that the Quaker militia would never harm a horse. They DRESS as horses. It’s like Quaker Halloween, without Satan.

  24. EVERYONE! Brent Bill is a real Quaker! Oh, wait. We all knew that. Without him and Martin at the Quaker Ranter website I would be writing an entirely different book. It would be shorter, funnier, and rife with so many errors people would actually be reading a book about Mormons. And then there is George, who is also a real something. AAHH!! I just had a vision of myself on a golf course in a bonnet and now must take a rest.

  25. TO PAM LOCKER: Alas, I have no power over anywhere I go on my tour. I have no power over where I do not go, or what I do when I am in the place they send me. For instance, I am sometimes sent to a city and I must rise at an ungodly hour to do a radio or television program I have done before, and which I happen to know is broadcast only in the basement of two lonely men. If I call my agent or publicist and say, “This is bogus, it takes three hours, you have me set up to arrive there 45 minutes early, and if I do it I won’t have time to eat all day,” there answer is, invariably, “Wow! Bummer!” So while it pains me to admit it, I can’t do anything about Evansville. But thank you so much for all your kindness, and I hope I see you in Indianapolis or Muncie on some tour or another. (Actually I’m bound to get close to Evansville again someday, but in the meantime if you get in good with the publicity people, would you ask if they’d let me spend two or three days in Miami? A friend invited me to spend a day on a yacht, which is as unlike something I would do as golfing. I would also take up golf while in Miami, so you see I need the extra time. Thanks, Pam. As Melinda would say, you’re the berries.

  26. MICHAEL T. YOU HAVE BEEN ILL BECAUSE YOU WANT TO SEE THE PICTURE.

    xox
    Santa

  27. And this “REAL” Quaker (as Ms Haven called) me plays golf at Friendwood Golf Course which is just a hoot and a holler away from Ploughshares Farm where he lives with his wife Nancy, dog Princess, cats Ebony, Cole, and Grace (all Biblically named), and about a hunnert million coyotes who like to keep all the above awake all night. Time for more Old Quaker Whiskey.

  28. PRIVATE to Haven and Everyone else:

    Haven, even if you find yourself in Miami with time on your hands, resist the urge to take up golf. I don’t think you would take a proper attitude of reverence to this holy sport. Same thing for yachting. I do see dog sledding in your future, however.

    PRIVATE to Brent

    I’ve played there, too, a loooooooong time ago when I lived in Decatur Township. I am about to make a pilgrimmage back in the neighborhood. Might see you at Gray Brothers Cafeteria. Or in the parking lot with the half-pint of Old Quaker Bourbon (good for what ails thee). As for me, I am in need of a “real” fried chicken fix and maybe (probably) some strawberry shortcake. Nobody does it like them. Not even MCL or Poe’s.

    PRIVATE to Pam

    I loved Evansville’s library system. I will probably be at the one near Central High School later this week. I often visit the Willard library, sitting on the lawn and slurping a milk shake from Lic’s.

  29. This just in from Indiana:

    LEBANON, Ind. — A Lebanon woman suffered an accidental stab wound when performing a Wiccan rite at Oak Hill Cemetery, Lebanon, Saturday.

    Katherine Gunther, 36, 500 block of South East Street, pierced her left foot with a three-feet-long sword, Lebanon Police said.

    Friends took her to Witham Hospital emergency room around 2 a.m. Saturday. Hospital personnel are required by law to report stab wounds to police.

    Gunther told police she and several friends were practicing a ritual that requires the use of candles, incense and driving swords into the earth during the full moon.

    Police said Gunther admitted to having consumed alcohol earlier in the evening.

    —————-
    Haven and Bill, Correct me if I am wrong, but it’s my gues that had these Hoosiers been practicing Quakers instead of witches, this unfortunate incident likely would not have occurred mainly because Quakers don’t use swords in their services, as I understand. Also, from what I have read and personally observed, Quakers don’t conduct services by the light of the moon, as a rule. True? I have noticed that cemeteries are frequently located on — or near — sites where Quakers gather. Is this a cause for worry?

  30. I have a black bonnet. Is this wise? May I worship in silence and also be involved in other religions, such as dominoes or whist?

    SFC

  31. ps i want to see the picture.I need additional horror in my life, a fact that is a continuous, fresh epiphany. may i see the picture if i forsake dancing, television, movies, and Sugar Babies? you see my intent is pure,,i am standing RIGHT in the LIGHT.

  32. More from Indiana:

    KOKOMO, Ind. — A pastor brought out a dirt bike during a church service to demonstrate the concept of unity. Now he’s demonstrating the concept of healing.

    Jeff Harlow, the senior pastor at Crossroads Community Church, broke his wrist when he lost control of the motorcycle at the start of Sunday’s second service, driving off a 5-foot platform and into the vacant first row of seats. He underwent surgery on the wrist Monday.

    “Jeff has already laughed a lot, so he’s OK. I think his pride was bruised,” said his wife, Becky.

    Speaking to the Kokomo Tribune, Becky Harlow said her husband had “this idea that he would bring this bike out onstage and show people how the rider would become one with the bike.”

    No one else was hurt.

    The pastor had performed the demonstration at earlier services Saturday night and Sunday morning without incident, the paper reported.

    ————–
    Haven and Brent Bill: Once again, correct me if I am wrong, but my assumption is this type of motorcycle accident would not have likely occurred during a Quaker service, particularly during the silence part. Am I right about that?
    ————–

  33. Well, George, you’re probably right about the motorcycle accident happening today, though I can’t swear (mostly ’cause we Quakers aren’t allowed, as you know, to do so. Curse, yes, swear, no) it never happened. The late Xen Harvey was a motorcycling pastor whilst at Muncie’s Friends Memorial Church and with it’s double aisles he could have zoomed up one and out the other. He was also the fellow who did fellow Quaker motorcycle rider James Dean’s funeral — though there is no record of him jumping the casket with his bike or anything.

    And regarding the sword thing — well, that would be true for most Quaker services, but for those very few congregations who belong to the Holy Roman Quako-Catholic Church, swordplay is a distinct possibility when the Knights of William Penn come marching in wearing their swords as long as they can.

    Hope to see you at Gray’s (or as I call it — Graze). The fried chicken is good Hoosier food, but I’m partial (as a diabetic) to the sugar-free pies.

  34. Haven, thanks for your sympathetic response. I hear you about doing a book tour in Miami — I will keep that in mind in case I ever talk to your publicist. I myself wouldn’t mind doing temporary duty at a library anywhere along the ocean, preferably where it is warm enough to swim.

    I will pass the word along to my friend and co-conspirator. Her name is Kate and she says that she is going to go to Indianapolis to hear you.

    By the way, you need to visit French Lick and West Baden while in Indiana. The reconstuction funded by some of the Lillys cost 250 million dollars and the grounds are gorgeous. Too bad the town itself looks so god forsaken.

    As my grandma used to say, keep up the good work! And never give up! And I see good things in your future.

    PRIVATE TO GEORGE: Stop by Oaklyn Branch Library sometime. It has a green roof and is surrounded by meadow and a wetland. It’s a beautiful place to work as long as one has to work. Check this out: http://www.evpl.org/aboutus/locations/oa/greenroof.aspx

    Pam

  35. I went to a Quaker Boarding School in the late 90s….Uhmm..it was quite a trip, to say the least. It was a bunch of ‘bad seeds’ from all over the country, gathered on a 280-acre ranch in Northern ca.
    Quite a bit of LSD, girls passed out in raspberry bushes..we found an abandoned cabin in the woods where we frequently smoked pot and fucked.
    We went to the ‘meetings’; a barn where the Quakers would tell us the happenings of the day.
    There were farm animals too–once, they decided to slaughter a lamb, ad one of the students, in protest, smeared all the entrails and blood of the recently deceased lamb on his face. He was not allowed to the dining hall until he cleaned and washed up properly.

  36. I was trying really hard to protect the aged horses from the wrath…but….I have “the picture” and I’m willing to negotiate. It’s a doozy.

    Michael T, keep the number for MOM handy.

  37. My interest picked up with all the Indiana references, since I worked among Quakers there for a total of 34 years. Then glad to see Brent Bill, and know the Bills have not lost their sense of humor!!
    Yesterday I ended up in the emergency room of Mayo Clinic in Jacksonville.
    The nurse,going down a list, asked:”And do you have a church preference?
    Quickly, I said “Quaker”. She looked at me with a look that said:”But you aren’t the Quaker Oats man!!!”
    No explanation needed!

  38. Melinda,

    MOM is on speedial.
    Also it has been explained to me that they have our best interests in mind all they ask is that the picture be in resonable condition so that they can enlarge it to a 18X24 size in order to mount it on the wall of the MOM meeting hall.

    MT

  39. Oh, I see how it goes. I turn my back for, what, 56 hours and there’s an UPRISING. I should remind a certain SOMEONE that I too have photographs going a loooong way back to the Old Homeplace, and they include the most unfortunate haircut in history. Yes, Melinda, you know the one I mean. I believe it coincided with the “boiling” chicken and noodles, along with YOUR TEARS.

    George, as always you raise some interesting points. I’m reminded of something a seminary professor said, when there was a complaint about how difficult unprogrammed worship had become because of a building being constructed next door. He said, “When Quakers were rescuing orphans in the DMZ in Vietnam, they held silent worship in a building surrounded by sniper fire.” That was all he said but we were shamed. Now however I would ask, “Yes BUT could we still hold the silence if someone were being STABBED, and if a motorcycle was involved?” That would give him pause, I believe.

    Pam, one of my favorite things to say to people who aren’t familiar with Hoosier Junction is, simply, “There’s a city in Indiana called French Lick.” I always have to pause before adding, “Of course I’m serious.” [Why do people think I’m never serious?] If you grow up in Indiana you take that name for granted, but try it: just say it out loud as if you’d never heard it before. It’s a GIFT.

  40. Thank you so much. I was just about to take refuge in the three jewels of Mahayana Buddhism, but you have actually given me permission not only to be a Quaker, but also to keep my pants up with suspenders rather than a belt, and to wear a broadbrimmed hat. I thank everyone who gives me permission to do these things, especially the last two.

  41. Okay, OT and all, and I know there’s a new post, but WOW! The fella in the bonnet is seriously HOT. Some outrageous alchemy of bonnet, coffee cup, and GUY is really working there. Probably has one of those cute NC accents, too…
    I’ll be in my bunk.

  42. A friend (small “f”) just told me about your blog & books and I’m hooked! You are such a hoot! Love this post on Quakers = Amish. A few years ago when I told someone I knew that I was going to Quaker meeting, she literally moved away from me — like I was some wacko who was joining a cult. That’s one of the reason I wrote my young adult novel about Quakers, or at least, they’re an important part of the story. It’s easy to suspect / hate / ridicule when you don’t know what you’re talking about.

    Anyway, thanks for starting my day with a good laugh!

    Kathy Erskine
    QUAKING (Philomel 2007)

  43. You are AWESOME!

  44. As an NC Quaker who’s been asked FAR TOO MANY of those questions, this was *AWESOME.* I’ll be redirecting people here in future rather than trying to answer those sticky questions myself.

    BTW, the bonnet? Kind of hawt on you, actually. I think that’s a look that’s due to come back in style…

  45. Back in The Sixties all Quaker boarding schools seemed to debouch into our midwestern college, so I acquired friends whose grandparents not only were mentioned in Quaker histories but had separate headings. When we made a field trip to her grandfather’s remarriage (90s, loyal housekeeper, visa) and asked if everyone had to say something in meeting she sighed and said “No, only if you’re moved by the Spirit … though there have been times we wished Pops and the Spirit weren’t on quite such good terms.”

    On the other hand my oldest daughter went to Earlham where freshman orientation included “10 Quaker Pick-up Lines” (“Got any Quaker in you? Want any?”) and such cheers as “Fight ’em, Fight ’em, Beat ’em senseless! Fight until you reach consensus!”

  46. Great, need more input. I had no idea that Quakers had any humor. I have been one,(not humorist), Quaker, for at least 40 years or more and always though humor was against the rules.

  47. To new commenters: I attended the Earlham School of Religion, and I must say I’ve never had a better audience. As a group (mostly) they laughed at everything I said, possibly because they were starved for jocularity. I was taken to task by a professor for not being wed to the ‘sufficiently serious’ at all times, but I just laughed and said, “It’s a long way down, my Friend. No need to reach the bottom too soon.” Of course, what do I know.

    Thank you all for your thoughtful and hilarious comments. No one can have the man in the bonnet — he has taken vows of chastity and obedience.

  48. I came over here because I’d heard you wrote about Jesse Helms, Quaker/Amish and Polygamy–your writing is a hoot

  49. This may be the only recent online that has made me giggle out loud. Mostly I try to keep my laughter in chack and save it for fiction being read in the library, and of course Quaker meetings when the Quaker in front of my has terrible dandruff. Rock on!

  50. Haven,

    You are right re FRENCH LICK. It does sound rather disgusting, doesn’t it? Or at least liberated. Or foreign. I never thought of that before. For those of you not lucky enough to grow up in Indiana, the Lick part refers to a salt lick, and the French part I guess to a Frenchman who owned the area. French Lick was quite the rave at t

  51. You are right re FRENCH LICK. It does sound rather disgusting, doesn’t it? Or at least liberated. Or foreign. I never thought of that before. For those of you not lucky enough to grow up in Indiana, the Lick part refers to a salt lick, and the French part I guess to a Frenchman who owned the area. The spa Lick was quite the rave at the turn of the century (not 8 years ago but the 108 years ago).

    Pam (please use this instead of the last post — I got distracted and sent it too soon).

  52. As a warden of a Quaker meeting house I think I’ll just give the next lot of teachers who want to bring their classes along a copy…. will cut down on the amount of questions I’m sure 🙂 Thanks for all this… and the giggles!

  53. I speaked of yer new buk at Yearly Meetin’ Dey was more alarmed o’ it than even the snakes we wuz gettin’ ready to handle.

    BTW, I meme’d you. To find out what that is you have to go to http://holyordinary.blogspot.com/2008/08/is-meme-as-annoying-as-mime.html

  54. Being Casey’s Eelman’s former daughter-in-law, I can attest to the fact that his sense of humor has never failed – against the rules or not! My son went to a Quaker school, my daughter is looking at a Quaker college – and neither of them even like oatmeal (but they both look good in the bonnet!
    Pam

  55. eventhough some of the things you werent true you have a good sense of humor my friend

  56. From a real* Quaker in Philadelphia who finds you blog very amusing, I nominate you for the facebook group “Association of Bad Friends” http://www.facebook.com/group.php?gid=136608700620

    Also, I have it on good authority from a jewish friend (small-f) who works for he parent company of Quaker Oats, Pepsico, that the guy on the oatmeal box is actually named Larry.

    *yes, “real”, although some of the weighty Quakers I met when I first joined disputed that since, at the time, I couldn’t name an ancestor who had been personally convinced by George Fox. Happily, I’ve since discovered one who was convinced by William Penn, and that’s apparently almost as good…

    Keep blogging and levitating the world of Friends with your Humor!

  57. Steve, if I could post a photograph in a comment I would, but all day I have been VASTLY amused by myself because I’m wearing a pink t-shirt that says, in plain script, one word: AMISH. For some reason only I find it hilarious.

    THANK YOU for the gracious nomination. And naturally some of my best Jews are Bad Friends.

    Yours,
    Haven

  58. memo to scott: this post is not showing up when one loads haven’s blog. it still shows the New Orleans post. the only way i found this invisible post was by clicking on a comment in the “blog babies speak” section. odd, yes?

  59. Amanda, it’s because this post is from July 2008. Someone just commented on it last night and Haven Answered him.

  60. Dee,

    That explains that! Thank you. 🙂


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