(Old) Silly Songs In The MMP

A few days ago, someone changed the ink on the printer for our new system at work, which straight-up absolutely made me sing:

:musical_note: “I can see clearly now
The ink is changed.
I can see ALL the tickets
In my warmer!
Gone are the fuzzy gray lines
I could not read.
Gonna be a bright … :notes:
… bright … :musical_note:
BRIGHT!
Saturday night!” :notes:

With that silly start, who’s gonna…

be …

… FIRST!!

… to sing along. :notes: You silly Mumpers, what’d you think I meant?

ETA: Here’s a quick snapshot of what I meant:

ETA 2: green clover on bottom right are decorative stickers we put on the warmers.

First!

Morning, mumpers! It’s currently 4c/40f with a predicted high of 8c/47f and partly cloudy. Weather app says “This might very well be the perfect day to shit in the yard. If you’re a fucking dog.” OK, that’s obviously someone with a case of the Mondays!

Shoe I will have that song stuck in my head if I don’t listen to something else to shove it out of the way!

Bah! Missed the edit window!

From last week’s MMP:

It’s pronounced “litch”, the pub takes its name from the covered gate at the entrance to a church.

I gotcha.

Same day, I came in wearing a kerchief with blue splashes all over it.

Oven Master took one look at me and, at the top of his ample lungs:

:musical_note: “Raindrops keep fallin’ on my head!” :notes:

(With a clear, bright blue sky behind me.)

Now that’s two songs to get out of my head! I need something loud and bouncy now…time to party like they started the end of the world!

Almost morning!
Woke from upsetting wrong bus dreams.
Its to be 54 out today so goin outside to enjoy myself later.
I will try and go back to sleep for now.
:umbrella:

Well, my mischievous grandma used to sing, “Oh say can you see any bedbugs on me? If you do, take a few! They belong to you…”

I am up and sitting here with a poodle stretched out on my lap. It’s a little too early to conquer the day yet, so we’ll just sit and contemplate it.

My granddaughter is a silly songstress. One of her favorites used to be singing the alphabet song, but when she got to Z, instead she’d yell out something like BANANA!! I always knew what was coming and it always made me laugh. Kids is goofy!

On of my favorites from decades ago was doing the Twelve Days of Christmas, acting out each of the gifts. It was a bit of a family tradition for a while there. Too bad we didn’t have video back then…

Well, MIL fell again in the bathroom yesterday, hit her head this time. Fortunately, she wasn’t by the door, or we’d have had a problem getting in to help her. We’ve asked her to leave the door open when she goes in and I can understand why she wants privacy, but if she fell against the door, we’d hurt her more trying to get to her. We’ve also asked her to call us when she gets up in wee (heh) dark hours, but this morning, I was awake around 5 and I heard her going by herself. Luckily, she didn’t fall this time, but still…

Both OT and PT are coming today.It should be interesting.

Tonight, Daughter and her crew are coming over for pizza since MIL has had a cravin’. She prefers Pizza Hut, but there ain’t one in this county, so we’ll have Domino’s since Daughter will pass one on the way here. I’ll have the order ready for her to pick up.

We’re supposed to get to the low 60s today, so I’m going to try to pick up some sticks in the yard this afternoon. Then we’re promised upper 60s Wednesday during the day and snow on Wednesday night, because weather is stoopit. I’ll take advantage of the warmth and clean the pellet stove Weds afternoon. So I have that to look forward to.

And so begins the end of February. Happy Moanday!

Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 38 Amurrkin out and clear with a predicted high of 73 and N.O.S. for the day. High sloth is on the agenda as we have nowhere we want or need to be. Thus general overall uselessness, nappage, and day drinkin’ shall be the order of the day. Sup shall be beastloaf, cabbage, mac 'n cheese, and cornbread (sans sugar which would make it corncake). YUM!

:notes: :notes: Why to flies suddenly appear :notes: :notes:
:notes: :notes: Every time you are near? :notes: :notes:
:notes: :notes: Just like fleas, they long to be :notes: :notes:
:notes: :notes: close to you! :notes: :notes:

I’ve sung that song that way for years.

Now I need more caffeine and to feed rumbly tummy. Then, onward into the day! Rah.

Happy Moanday Y’all!

Mornin’ all. Up and kinda atom. 31 ferrets heading for 50 if the guessers are to be believed. I’m off to the school for another day of stuff. Huzzah.

The full version: Syd: Why do flies suddenly appear every time you are near? (youtube.com)

Good morning!

Up, caffeinating, breakfasted and fixing to do more work on the album.

Back in my country bar band days, our male lead singer always changed the lyrics to Green, Green Grass of Home. The usual version tended to be

:musical_note: :notes:And down the lane I looked, and there was Mary, Her blouse was open and her chest was hairy

Other than that, just the silly parody songs that every kid learns in elementary school.

Stay safe and healthy y’all!

One my brother and his friend used to sing in Boy Scouts

Here comes Dan, the Kai bo man
Chief inspector of the Kai bo clan
Issue on the tissue and the paper towel….

Doing some sloth today. Meeting friends at Culver’s for lunch, then home to do nothing.

I can usually gin up a song parody without a problem, but I gots no coffee in me yet, so it will have to wait. Had a good one in the car yesterday, but it has fled my one remaining brain cell.

The wife is making popovers for breakfast, but the batter has to sit for a half hour, I’m going to have to just sit and starve (sob!).

Lovely sunny day. Perfect for having to make a necessary trip to the bank today. Hate going in there, but it can’t be helped. Onward!

Yep. I’m always making up songs; but I can’t come up with one on-demand.

Can’t think of one this early in the week, but I’ll come up with something I’m sure. Interesting assortment so far.

Good morning Moanday. Woke up at 6am, rolled back over and went back to sleep until 7:45 just because I could. Shopping-n-sammich will take place in about an hour and the swimming pool will get backstroked some time this afternoon, and we’ll see if I kept my weight below 230lbs after a couple days of workouts and eating well. It’s 53F already and supposed to reach 74F today, with a drop into the 50’s later this week with rain, but all in all not a bad way to finish February.

I’m sitting here thinking that I need to get to the bank and apply for a debit card, I may be one of the few people in the US of A without one, and I admit these days I do get a little nervous with $300-400 cash in my wallet. So will do that…sometime this week. Maybe.

Shoe, well, I can read that slip…albeit with the picture blown up and all the time I want to read it :wink: :smile: And Pineapple and Onions on the same pizza just sounds wrong. And a nice kerchief.

Sounds like a plan.

FCM, hope the OT and PT folks can suggest something, because it sounds like MIL is going to continue to (1) go to the toilet by herself and (2) fall. Hang in there.

So you’re ready to split?

red, that lyric made me laugh out loud.

wet one, nice song, is it based on any popular tune or just wing it?

OK, need to do the morning internetting and then get around to being a responsible human bean for the day. Have a good week all.

As if the falling isn’t enough, her weight is falling, too. She’s down to 90.2 this morning. She’s lost like 4 pounds in the last week or so. Scary stuff - she’s skeletal as it is.

And this morning she asked if I thought she’d get any better. All I could say is it’ll take a lot of work. The real answer is: no, you’re dying…

She was always such a busy, active person - even up until they left Florida, she was out weeding her yard every day. Now it takes everything she has to put on her socks. We both feel so helpless - we can’t do anything for her. She’s dying. That’s all there is to it.

Dammit.

So looks like Midnight Sort gets the axe in June, followed by Day Sort in August. And the 300 Sort Aisle was FUBAR for the whole…< checks notes >…hour and a half Monday sort this morning. I was loading a 4 car set when that was over. I hope whoever ordered the 120lbs. exercize bike uses it more than once, cause the sucked to drag around.

:notes:When you’re alone, and life is making your lonely
You can always go Dot Com!
Order some curry, tell DoorDash to hurry
Retail therapy, Dot Com!

Just listen to music, lots of bandwidth in the city
Linger on the pop ups where the sale signs are so pretty
How can you lose?
The TikToks so much brighter there
Click on the porn link, just nod and stare

So go Dot Com!
Buy early Christmas lights, Dot Com!
Your orders on the early flight, Dot Com!
Max the Visa, alright, Dot Com!

Dot Com!
Dot Com!

Order by midnight, order Swede chairs!
Ship by Brown, dogbutler will crush your shoe pairs!
Shop Dot Com!
Just got Porch Pirates to fight!
Shop Dot Com!
Proceed to checkout, right?
Dot Com!

Dot Com!
Dot Com! :notes:

Not sure why you have a gate to allow undead sorcerers into the town, but what do I know.

I keep having “stuck in a retail hell job covering for somebody” dreams [Dante]I’m not even supposed to be here today![/Dante]

Well if the whole thing is too much, there’s always Carpe Dumb(Seize the stupid)

Yeah, he’s gonna knock off early, and go fission.

{{{{FairyChats}}}}

Mornin’ all. About 0930. NWS says few clouds and 71/22 on the way to 78/26. Cooling off to 62/17 overnight again.

I’m up, sheveled, fed, and about to start my day. Which is car wash, PO box for packages, bank for some cash, and a tarjay stop in the morning, baseball in the afternoon, and the evening will be a group yaks & apps with a gaggle of condo folks. They do it weekly with a rotating 5-10 showing up out of about 15 possible people. I haven’t attended in about 18 months.

HL did not like the idea of me becoming friends with any of her pre-marriage friends; my access to them was to be only through her. So I’m disinterested in allowing her to usurp my gaggle of friends from the condo, despite the fact she also lived there with me, and knew them through me, for about 12 months. I’m not going to play tit-for-tat, but I never liked her tendency towards “What’s mine is mine and what’s yours is actually ours, or mostly mine too.” So some gentle pushback is in order.


As to y’all:

Yeah Shoe, the pizza/exercise one was for you.

Thanks for starting this week’s thread. New printer ribbons are great. If only we/you could convince management that fewer mis-makes from illegible tickets means that replacing faded ribbons is a money saver, not a wasteful luxury.

Back when the airline ran on dot matrix printers located at every gate we had the same problem. Between pilot, FA, and gate agent paperwork, about 50 pages got printed for each flight. Of course to get a ribbon changed you needed to call local IT support and they’d do it next week. Pilots, FAs, and gate agents all rotate from gate to gate at random through their workday. So easier to grumble about a faded ribbon and leave it for the next person to deal with. Heaven forfend IT might change their procedures to just put new ribbons in every printer every other Monday night or something sensible like that.

It’s not like there was anything important on any of that paperwork that we’re supposed to be able to read in the dark with aging eyes.

Wow, you’re cute! First time I’ve seen your face.


BooFae Thanks for “Lych”. Now I learned a new word today too. :slight_smile:


FCM: Rough with MIL falling all the time. Funny how notions of “privacy” work.

My late wife and I never closed the bathroom door on each other. It was agreed you didn’t barge in while the other was on the pot, but there was nothing secret or shameful going on in there. Some of our bathrooms had the toilet in a separate enclosed stall within the larger bathroom and some did not. In the bathrooms with a separate toilet closet it was fine to use the shower, sink, whatever while somebody was using the toilet stall. In any case one could walk past there without needing to peer in.

Conversely HL found it simply inconceivable that any civilized human being did not close the outer door, and other inner doors, the instant they entered, even if only to wash their hands or comb their hair. Which clearly meant I was uncivilized. Sigh. So glad that’s over.

Perhaps MIL could be persuaded that at your house it’s normal to leave the door open and folks know not to peer or barge in uninvited. Yeah, right.

And now I just read your last bit. Yeah … Dammit. If you can prevent a broken bone from falling before she runs out of batteries completely and passes that will be victory enough. Good luck to you all. Mongo {{Hugs}}.


You probably got more total exercise out of it than they will. And you didn’t even need to pay for it. Such a deal!

Good luck on the shift downsizing. Nothing more to say there. I’ve been on the “when do I get furloughed?” death vigil several times. And actually got the axe twice. No fun, but IME nothing good comes of fretting before you know for sure.

Carpe emptor: AKA “Seize the retailing”. Off to errand, perchance to spend.

Cheers all!!

Does that mean your facility is being closed? How will this affect you?

OMG - is she trapped in junior high school??

The problem with having breakfast around 6AM is that I’m starving before 11. Or maybe I’m not having enough for breakfast. Either way, I don’t want to have lunch too early because they I’ll be dying before suppertime. If not for HIggs, I’d stay in bed longer. Stoopit dog - it’s all her fault. And don’t dare point out that I can wait to have breakfast. I don’t wanna hear it!!!