I call Shot Gun MMP

Wednesday I am scheduled to be induced. Yay!

Strip poker! :smiley:

This may come as a shock to everyone here, and I’m not sure why I’m putting such a controversial opinion out there where everyone can read it… but I wouldn’t mind winning the lottery someday.

Harvest Mooning will commence tomorrow! I have declared it so. :smiley:

I am over half-way done with my shift and I have nothing to show for it. Hmm.

Hang in there, **CatDude **- some day you too can be a retired bum like I am! :smiley:

Furnace guy showed up really early - he called about 7:15 and I had to rush to put some clothes on. Minds out of the gutter - I was in a robe. :stuck_out_tongue: Anyway, he’s almost done. Once he leaves, we’re going to Lowe’s for a couple of 2x4s. No gravel pickup today - it’s too wet and I don’t want ruts in the yard from half a ton of gravel on our trailer. Maybe tomorrow.

Today, **FCD **will build the steps for the deck, and if it dries out any, we can finish installing the joist hangers, and maybe dig out for the last 2 supports. We have figured out the clothesline supports, the benches, the railing, and the pergola - this deck is pricier than I’d originally hoped. Oh well…

MOOOOOOM just what are y’all buildin’? Some kind of combo deck/clothesline? Is that like a transformer thing where you push a button and it transforms from a deck to a clothesline? That would be kinda cool! :smiley:

Last Friday I regaled y’all with a tale of a gentleman who discovered his birth certificate had a different name from the name he’s gone by for almost 57 years. Well, over the weekend he discovered that his sister is in possession of an original birth certificate with original signature and raised seal that says his name is the name he’s always gone by. So, he’s goin’ to use that to get his ID because that’s also the name on his Social Security records. Of course, he can’t get his ID until tomorrow because the infamous Jawja Department of Driver Services is closed on Mondays. To their credit, they are opened all day on Sattidy which is a convenience to M-F irkin’ folk. The poor guy just oughta have dramatic music playin’ in the background bein’ as he is a walkin’ soap opera.

I won a Darwin Fish at a Coelacanth web site before everything on the web was a scam.

I too, would like to win the lottery. Hell, I’d be happy with even a “small” lottery; and take payments over years. It would be nice to have the extra income.

I did win $250.00 bucks at the horse races when I was twelve years old. A friend of my mother’s took me and my youger sister to the race track because Fonzie was going to be there. His body guard jostled me and knocked me down (accidentlally). Henry Winkler was very nice and apologetic.

Anyway, this friend gave me the betting sheets and let me pick my horses all on my own. He would go and place bets. I won every single race that day, except the Exacta. The only reason I didn’t win the Exacta is because one of my horses was acting up in the starting gate and was disqualified from the race.

Anyway, $250.00 was a lot of money to a 12 year old back in 1976.

I won spelling bees and such on a regular basis as a kid. No prizes involved.

I’ve won a few dollars here and there on scratch tickets. I won around $200.00 on the slots one time at the local casino. I hadn’t been there very long, but cashed that ticket in and went home. That’s how I roll.

Well, I must get to work. I just saw an email pop up that states my data mining system is back to normal operating status. I doubt it; it was down all last week. Kind of puts a crimp in my productivity.

Afternoon.

Phoned the agency this morning and grumped at them- I doubt anything will come of it, but I can’t contact my rotten landlord directly, and the builders didn’t show up today either.

It’s positively summery weather here- I got sunburn on saturday, because it caught me by surprise (plus I was thinking I’d be indoors all day), but it does mean my plants at the allotment where no rotten builders can get at them are all growing away happily.
It’s supposed to be lovely weather pretty much all week- that’s more summer than we had all last year!

I never win much- the occasional raffle prize (I wonder if I still have the car windscreen defroster I won when I was 15?), and the pub quiz booby prize, but that’s been about it. Oh, I did win a wild bee house from sending in a beer label last year, but the bees ain’t interested, so it’s more of a spider house. Maybe I should train them up to wield pointy sticks, even if they are just tiny English spiders.

Happy Moonday!

It’s 69 with a projected high of 80.
I’m debating turning off the AC and opening the windows, it’s very humid out.

Lots of rain last night.

The damn dog woke me at 6 to go out and once the wind and rain hit him in the face he decided he didn’t want to go out after all. Damn was the nicest word he got called as I stumbled back to bed. Then he got an attitude and decided he wouldn’t come in my bedroom with me. Lucky for him that I can still leave my door open.

I’m up and cleaned up which is a luxury. Usually when I get up I have to listen to see where everybody else is, open my door a crack to see where the Hounds from Hell are, wait for the HFH to put her dogs away so mine can come out and with any luck I can get in the bathroom and there’s still some hot water and nobody is washing clothes.

Today is my last full day of freedom.

I have ton of shit to do.
Laundry while I still have free access to the washer, clean the bathroom sink and toilet, scan some papers to email to the mortgage company, write up all the announcements and I guess I will scan his pic and make copies to send with them. I have to clean the dogs ear again, dump some stuff from the fridge that my mother told me to eat that I didn’t feel like eating so I have to dispose of the evidence.

I think I will take out some hamburger for dinner and I may kill OAOASO just because he’s plucking my last nerve.

I’ve already washed out my bras and called the coworker who called me the other morning.
I can’t wait to hear Sah-son when he sees my bras drying over the shower rod.
MMMMOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!! I DON’T NEED TO SEE THAT!!!

What I would like to win is the lottery.

I once won a transistor radio for some radio competition to make the most words from some laundry detergent name. My mother helped, I think I was 8 or 9.
Once I won two tickets to the Aquarium, a raffle prize, and I think I gave them to my mother and sister so they could take my nieces. This was years ago when the nieces were still kids.
I had already seen the Aquarium because my bf of the time was part of the construction crew that built it and all of them plus guests got a free tour of the Aquarium.
I’ve had a couple of small winning on lottery tickets, I think the most was $104.

I haven’t heard from hellpups owners if I need to walk her today or not. Their plans keep changing and they don’t know what they are doing to tell me what I need to do.

I guess I better get up and get moving.

I need some breakfast too.

They will persevere.

“Arachnia expects every spider to do his duty.”

:slight_smile:

Nuts lots of little pointy stick wieldin’ spiders might be more upsettin’ to the builders than a box of pointy stick wieldin’ Sri Lankan spiders. After all, as big as they are a box might not contain much more than a dozen pointy stick wieldin’ Sri Lankan spiders and lots of little pointy wieldin’ spiders could come at 'em from all sides in wave after wave. The element of surprise!

I counted the change in my right pants pocket. I have <snerk> 69! <snerk> cents in change. Just a little juvenilety to brighten everyone’s day. :smiley:

I has no change in my pants, mainly because I’m not wearing any. :eek:

but I has $1.06 in my shorts. How’s that for juvenilety? :stuck_out_tongue:

I found a $20 when I cleaned out my purse on Saturday.

I win :smiley:

One time I found $60 in my jacket pocket.

Last December I found a $20 bill in a parking lot.

I found a penny in a parking lot Saturday, but I didn’t pick it up.

Welp toilet and sink are clean, first load in washer, stove cleaned again.

I started the announcements but realized I cannot read my mothers handwriting so I will have to get her help when she gets home to translate some of the addresses for me.
As well as some of the entries have multiple addresses and I’m sure she will know which one is current.
I have no idea what my uncles gf’s last name is, they have only been together for 30 years or more and I don’t want to leave her off but I don’t know what to call her.
I have no idea what my cousins husbands first name is, I know her new last name. My mother still has her listed with her first husbands first name and her new husbands last name.
Maybe they have the same first name?

I think it’s time to organize the address book.
I’m not doing it this time, I’ve done it that last half dozen times and it’s time for somebody else to do all that writing.

I don’t have enough tissue paper inserts but some will have to do without.
I’ll make sure the older more proper family members get the tissue paper inserts.

What is really depressing though, is going through the old address book and seeing all the names crossed out.
Of my mothers 12 aunts and uncles only 4 are still here. Of my fathers 6 brothers and sisters only 3 are still here and all of his aunts and uncles have passed away.

Oh well back to work.
We got the call that my mother and her bf are coming back today so I have to go move my truck out of the driveway before they get here, and buy some rolls for the hamburgers.
And some chocolate and stamps.

You cross out family members names when they die?
That sounds a little cold.

Another vote for

Up. Awake. At desk. Got two things done. Need to clear desk by Friday because I’m going on vacation. I’m using a plane this time, so there may be jet lag but there should be less exhaustion.

Won’t spend near enough time with either set of relatives that I’ll be visiting, but some is better than none. Sister and niece in Rochester NY, then son and DIL in Rochester MN. If there’s another Rochester, somewhere, I’m not interested until it sprouts a relative.

I think I forgot to eat breakfast. Oh, well. Not particularly hungry yet.

I had Adventures in Glazing this weekend. I had a couple cracked panes in a window (the window slammed shut, cracking the panes). I’d been looking at them for some time, and decided Sunday to replace them. I measure the windows, carefully adding in 1/4" all around for the frame. I went to Home Depot to get glass cut. Who knew Home Depot no longer cuts glass? So off to Lowes, where I ask for two 12" X 19" panes. Duly cut and wrapped in brown paper. Of course, putty was in a different aisle, and points in yet a third.

I got home with the glass unbroken. First hurdle down! I removed the old glass and putty and cleaned the area. Now to unwrap and fit my glass. Which was 3" too long. So do I drive the 15 miles back to Lowes or let the bugs into my bedroom all night? Back to Lowes I went, taking the (so far) unbroken glass with me. They kindly take 3" off at no charge. Back to the house and the first pane slides in as easy as pie. I put in the points to hold the pane and put the second pane in. Also a perfect fit. I insert the points at the bottom and decide to put them on the sides, even though is seems nice and secure. CRACK. I slipped with the screwdriver I was using to push the point in and broke the window all the way across. Guess who’s going back to Lowes on my way home tonight?

StG

I suppose it does, but all the deceased family members have an x over their names and addresses.
All the divorced ones have a line through the exes name.
The ones who have moved million times have lines through addresses and phone numbers with new ones squeezed in where ever they will fit.

Back from the store. It was a good decision to leave the AC on, it is horribly humid outside.
Now on to scanning all the stuff that needs scanning, and copying and emailing.