Random Occurrences

Having a Mundane Pointless board is great, but I feel the absence of an ongoing MP thread, where you don't have to create a new thread and a title for it every time you want to post something that just occurred to you.
So I'll start:
I made peanut butter cookies. They turned out quite well, considering I forgot the vanilla.
It's an interesting day out: dark clouds almost, but not quite, obscuring a blue sky.
I have a bruise on my foot. Wonder how that happened.

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Remember, I'm pulling for you; we're all in this together.
---Red Green

How do you know that the occurences are random? There could be a sinister plot behind it all.

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Jim Petty
A Snappy message should appear here

I brought my African Grey with me to work today. He was a big hit.

This is so cool. I went out this afternoon, and the sky was slate. I love that kind of weather. Now it's raining, but when the rain started, the sun began burning through the clouds. It's shining on me, but the rain is still pattering away.

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Remember, I'm pulling for you; we're all in this together.
---Red Green

Yesterday at work a customer was using one of the tanning beds and got stung by a bee!

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MaryAnn
Sometimes life is so great you just gotta muss up your hair and quack like a duck!

(Time4atrim@aol.com)

Southern California -- and it snowed today!!

(This is NOT an April Fool's joke!)

There was a beautiful rainbow just outside my office window (I'm on the 17th floor) around 6 p.m. Then when I drove home, the snow on the mountains looked like powdered sugar. The snow level came down very low -- I live at around 1200 feet and the snow wasn't much above me.

Gorgeous!

-Melin

...the sun began burning through the clouds. It's shining on me, but the rain is still pattering away.

That means the Devil is beating his wife. Sad thing, actually.


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Beware the lollipop of mediocrity. Lick it once and you will suck forever.

Being a teenager really is confusing. I think I'm having an identity crisis, but I'm not sure. Or maybe I'm just getting over one.

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Die, foul crouton!

I'm at work right now. I like having a job that allows me plenty of computer time.

Earlier today I was getting dressed, and saw an old pair of shorts from two summers ago crumpled up on my floor. Last summer, I was way too big to squeeze my behind into them. Today, they were tight, but I could fasten them all the way, and even bend over and move without too much discomfort. They're two sizes smaller than the jeans I'm wearing right now, which I've noticed have gotten progressively looser over the winter, and now could be considered positively baggy. Since I don't get on scales (I think it's pointless to obsess over a number rather than how I look and feel in general), I'm now wondering about the ballpark number of pounds I've lost to get me down a size and a half. Hopefully, by the time the weather is warm enough for me to wear them, I'll be able to fit into the shorts comfortably. Pretty soon, I'll try to come up with some good before/after photos.

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--elm

I'm trying to see things from your point of view, but I can't get my head that far up my ass.

The song "My Hero" by the Foo Fighters was just going through my mind randomly for some reason when it popped up on the radio. I love when stuff like that happens!

John and I just had the classic furniture-moving fight.

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Remember, I'm pulling for you; we're all in this together.
---Red Green

last weekend i went bowling with my friends and my friend who wears lots of rings took all of them off but one. so when she threw the ball down the lane, the ring flew down the lane. so i said no big deal, i'll go get it. but i'd better run down the lane because the bowling alley people will see me and get mad. so i started running down the lane, not realizing lanes are greased, and i fell and slid down the lane and hurt myself. so i picked up the ring and crawled back down the gutter. my other friend was in the bathroom when this happened and when she came back she had no idea why i was sliding down the bowling lane. the people who ran the place just pointed at me and laughed. let this be a lesson to you all: DON'T RUN DOWN A BOWLING LANE! it's just not worth it. my friend then told me the ring cost her a buck. of all the stupid....

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"Who controls the past controls the future; who controls the present controls the past." --1984

I just worked from Saturday evening 6 PM to Sunday morning 8 AM. Still, I am not quite ready for bed. Working such a crazy shift feels strange. I don't know if I will be able to sleep well during daylight.

I got a raise! :-)

-Melin

I got a raise! :-)
-Melin
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Woohoo! good job!

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MaryAnn
Sometimes life is so great you just gotta muss up your hair and quack like a duck!

(Time4atrim@aol.com)

I am very, very drunk right now. And legally! Luckily, I have 10 hours until I have to be in class.



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--elm

I'm trying to see things from your point of view, but I can't get my head that far up my ass.

I got a raise! :-)
-Melin

Lindy, could you keep your sexual exploits to yourself, if not, at least give graphic details.

I am going to get my eyebrows waxed today.

I've shared a birthday with a co-worker in the last couple of jobs I've had. This used to strike me as weird until I learned more about coincidence. Did you know that in a group as small as 23, the chances are roughly 50-50 that two people will share the same birthday?

Coincidences don't impress me. Neither do people who relate coincedences to some kind of "transcendent force."

Yeah, I know all about that "co-worker shared birthday" thing. The last place I worked, out of a staff of maybe 40, there were 3 shared birthdays, mine among them. They were all within 10 days of each other, too, at the end of August.

{{{Yeah, I know all about that "co-worker shared birthday" thing. The last place I worked, out of a staff of maybe 40, there were 3 shared birthdays, mine among them. They were all within 10 days of each other, too, at the end of August.}}}

Here's a fun topic: Have everyone tell their birthdate, then count backwards nine months. You may be surprised (or not) to find out how many people were conceived on or about Valentine's Day, New Year's Eve, St. Patrick's Day, prom night, and so on.
I was born March 2nd. (New Year's?)My niece was born February 13th. (Prom night.) My husband was born April 23rd, 1968. (Summer of Love!)

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Remember, I'm pulling for you; we're all in this together.
---Red Green

I was born on April 5th. You do the math.

<I was born March 2nd. (New Year's?)>

Going BACKWARDS, this would put you smack in the month of June! Only going forwards 9 months would this make you a New Year's baby.

Dr. J got it right. According to my mom, I was conceived in the middle of a fireworks show on the 4th of July.

I guess it partly depends on where you live... I've always found tons of people with birthdays about the same time as mine (last half of August). This puts the conception date sometime in November. In Canada, in November, there's not a hell of a lot else to do, and hey, you gotta keep warm somehow!

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"...I used to think it was awful that life was so unfair.
Then I thought, wouldn't it be much worse if life were fair, and all
the terrible things that happen to us come because we actually deserve
them? So, now I take great comfort in the general hostility and
unfairness of the universe." - Marcus Cole, "Babylon 5"

"Dr. J got it right. According to my mom, I was conceived in the middle of a fireworks
show on the 4th of July."

Again, I was responding to Rilchiam's post. However, this does bring up a point. Pregnancy doesn't last 9 month , but 38 weeks (as a standard).

"Dr. J got it right. According to my mom, I was conceived in the middle of a fireworks
show on the 4th of July."

Again, I was responding to Rilchiam's post. However, this does bring up a point. Pregnancy doesn't last 9 months, but 38 weeks (as a standard).

:begin nitpik:
Actually, 38 weeks is 9 lunar months.
:end nitpick:



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Beware the lollipop of mediocrity. Lick it once and you will suck forever.

{{{Going BACKWARDS, this would put you smack in the month of June! Only going forwards 9 months would this make you a New Year's baby.}}}

DOH! You're right. I know I'm right about the prom night and Summer of Love conceptions, though.

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Remember, I'm pulling for you; we're all in this together.
---Red Green

---My dad was mugged two nights ago, but he's okay. He's 70, but he's one of the most stubborn people going. When the guy pointed a (later revealed to be fake) gun at him, he actually said, "Put that away; you don't wanna go to jail." Then he was punching and kicking when the guy threw him down. The mugger got away with what he thought was a wallet, but was actually a pocket notebook with math equations and things-to-do. Just goes to show, keeping your spirit helps a lot.
---I finally got up the nerve to call a friend that I lost touch with. I didn't have his current number, but luckily his parents have a distictive name and live in a small town. They didn't hiss when I told them who I was, so I guess he hasn't been badmouthing me. I only got an answering machine, but at least I made the move.
---I got an offer to be part of a studio audience tonight. Doesn't pay as much as being "atmosphere," but hey.

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Remember, I'm pulling for you; we're all in this together.
---Red Green

Getting back to the pregnancy thing...I thought human gestation was 40 weeks.

And now, for something completely unrelated, my random and pointless stuff. I'm at work right now. I had a very good time last night, though...The Boy took me around town. First to a big grown-up Chuck E. Cheese type place called Jillian's (it's a chain, so you may have heard of it) to watch the new South Park, which was utterly hilarious. Then, since he didn't get to buy me any drinks on my birthday, HE took me bar-hopping, which means I got drunk for the third night this week (yes, I'll stop when people stop buying them for me). After that, we went back to my place, hung out, and watched Conan and Kilborn, after which he was sober enough to drive home. Oh, and I got the first Cake CD last night, too. They do a cover of "I Will Survive" that is just utterly hilarious.

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--elm

I'm trying to see things from your point of view, but I can't get my head that far up my ass.

Today I worked from 8 to 7, and when I got home at 8, there was a message on my machine from the emergency clinic asking if I could come in and help out for a few hours. Uh...I don't think so...sorry guys...

[[[ Dr. J got it right. According to my mom, I was conceived in the middle of a fireworks show on the 4th of July. ]]] - Drain Bead

My daughter was conceived on the 4th of July too! She just turned five last week (sniff), she's growing up right before my eyes.

Shadowfox

Actually, that would be July - as in "Let's just stay in tonight and make our own fireworks!".

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Beware the lollipop of mediocrity. Lick it once and you will suck forever.

I was responding to the post: "I was born March 2nd (New Years)"

But for some reason, my cut/paste didn't take......

my house got broken into last night because I forgot that I had left a window open.. (and I am a locksmith.. DOH!!) BUT my roomate apparantly got home when they were... ah.. in flagrante delicto. Found a pile of my cd's next to the window and a camera (about all that is concievably of much value in my home.. ) and my boom box.. my beloved, but aged and crusty boom box. Well, anyway.. they dind't get anything, and none of the cats escaped... so I am very happy.
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and yeah.. we are LOCKING THE DANG WINDOWS.

gawd it's spring and young men's fancies lightly turn to thoughts of breaking and entering... my times have changed.

-bella

[[[ Dr. J got it right. According to my mom, I was conceived in the middle of a fireworks show on the 4th of July. ]]] - Drain Bead

[[[My daughter was conceived on the 4th of July too! She just turned five last week (sniff), she's growing up right before my eyes.]]] Shadowfox


[[Heh. Youngest Son turned nine on April 2 (a week ago today). I distinctly remember his conception, that Fourth of July holiday . . . ]]] - Melin


[giggle] At least you remember it...I think I drank more that night than I ever have in my life. Of course, it probably explains why my daughter is such a goof

Shadowfox

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[[[ Dr. J got it right. According to my mom, I was conceived in the middle of a fireworks show on the 4th of July. ]]] - Drain Bead

[[[My daughter was conceived on the 4th of July too! She just turned five last week (sniff), she's growing up right before my eyes.]]] Shadowfox


Heh. Youngest Son turned nine on April 2 (a week ago today). I distinctly remember his conception, that Fourth of July holiday . . . .

-Melin

No C&P

It's a beautiful day outside. I'm expecting rain.

....hm? What's in the fridge? Pepperoncini. (stupid spelling, if you ask me)

Got a raise this week. I can finally afford that Ronco pocket fisherman I've always wanted. Happy Happy Joy Joy.



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Kermugeon
Oh yeah?

My SO went out today and bought two Furbies for our younger kids. I didn't know whether the hug the things or be scared of them. The scariest part was that they started talking to each other (I didn't know they could do that).

Shadowfox

wonderful day....nice and warm....well for Canadian standards anyway. Took my 5 year old daughter for the first ride this spring, and she loved it. Well she wanted to go ...she has been asking for it for days now. It is so good to go with her, my princess. She has been riding with daddy since she was 3 years old....She is the coolest girl in kindergarten.

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Cogito Ergo Vroom
I think therefore I ride fast...

I STILL can't find a friggin' Furby anywhere and I want one so bad! The longer it takes me to find one the more I want it!

The Tribe has scored 49 runs in 5 games. Yeah! OTOH, Doc Gooden sucked the root last night, just like I figured he would.

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** Phil D. **
"Not only is the world queerer than we imagine,
it is queerer than we can imagine."
--J.B.S. Haldane

>>Oh, and I got the first Cake CD last night, too. They do a cover of "I Will Survive" that is just utterly hilarious>>

That's their second CD.

Everyday I drive to work I see a panhandler on the corner of Mesa and Executive with his cardboard sign and look of dispair. Except for the last two weeks. The bum disappeared.
Read in the paper yesterday what his real name was and the fact that he rented a room in a flophouse on Mesa street. The guy behind the counter said the bum was "a quite guy."
Why would the paper be interested in a panhandler?
Turns out he (da bum)was the El Paso winner of the Texas Lottery. He picked up his check for $5 million and checked out of the flophouse and out of the town to parts unknown. If MajorMD read the Saturday EP Times she will confirm this story.

We got to play with liquid nitrogen in Chemistry today.

At the end, the teaher dumped it on the floor. I did not know this until it hit my (shoeless) feet. WHOA, cold, hiss, steamin' LN, cold, wet, cold. I can still feel everything though, so I think I'm ok.

Hiroko - They use that stuff to freeze off warts! Your next "random occurance" may be localized black, sloughing skin. Keep a figurative eye on it.

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Beware the lollipop of mediocrity. Lick it once and you will suck forever.

My life has come to an end...today they fired my gorgeous kennel boy. Not for anything he did, but he was only a part timer, and the bosses decided they would rather hire a few people who could work full time rather than keep several people who could only be there a little bit. I'm so sad! Now who can I drool over as he mops the hospital floor with no shirt on??

On a plus note, I am going to ask him and the other kennel guy to help me move into my new place next week. So maybe I will get to see him without his shirt on one more time.

My other half called me from work to ask me to mail his IRS return, which he'd forgotten to put in the mail slot. So instead of sitting smugly at home while everyone else lined up at the post office, I had to postpone my supper and haul ass to the only PO in our area which was still open (he only remembered this at 5:30). There was a TV camera set up there, too, to catch all the last-minute Harrys on video.

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Remember, I'm pulling for you; we're all in this together.
---Red Green

Michelle,

You think that doctor has time to help you move, too?