OK, I’m a fuddy-duddy. 
I’m bored.
Oh, and Ex - I actually was down only $11. I spent $20, but won $9 in the last race, on Star Dabbler!
Boring is good, as I stated earlier.
Another fuddy-duddy here. I only listen to [del]AARP[/del] geezer rock…
sigh Yet another game that no one will play with me anymore. 
DO YOU KNOW WHERE I LIVE?? I’ve never been to Saratoga, but around here you go to the track like you’re going to the mall. 
Anyway, I haven’t been for a while, but it’s gorgeous when the track’s open, all a-bloom in the springtime or ablaze with color in the fall. The super-rich horse farm owners here have homes in Saratoga, where they live when you’re racing up there.
Thanks for the well-wishes for the Cherry family. We’re not all out of the woods yet, but things are moving in a more positive direction.
The boy’s birthday was nice yesterday. I baked a chocolate layer cake with chocolate icing that was way to rich for anybody! He loves his new Leapster game, Cadoo board game, and, the most popular gift (and cheapest, naturally) – the Hover Disc, an inflatable giant … you guessed it … disc that you throw.
Wow, more fuddy-duddies than I expected. Okay. For reference, the joke is playing off a recent song that goes like this:
What you gon’ do with all that junk
All that junk inside that trunk
I’ma get, get, get, get you drunk
Get you love drunk off my hump,
rather cleverly talking about a female using her assets to seduce a man.
y’all’re a talkative bunch this mornin’, aincha?
some more info on my new mystery man - he’s pushing to exchange phone numbers (he gave me his) and we haven’t even met yet - I picked a nearby diner and asked that he understand I wish to be cautious - we may not even click - he’s 15 years my senior, and while some folks in their 60s are more active and healthy than some in their 40s, I will wait and see.
Gooooooood Moooooorning Everybody!
Let’s see. Today, although I overslept, I still managed to get to work early and that included a stop for my quad shot Americano and ciggies. However, I managed to slosh coffee on my light colored pants. :rolleyes:
I’s TAH-RED. I can’t sleep for shit lately.
Bobbio, I’m glad to hear that very soon your Creepy Stalker will be permanently out of your life.
Spats, HOA stands for Homeowners Association. It’s an association of homeowners who are supposed to enforce the rules of the convenants of the neighborhood. Unfortunately, some of these HOAs are truly ridiculous. To the point where you need to ask permission for the color of your blinds or drapes so they match the outside of your house. :rolleyes: I kid you not. There was an HOA near me that was this STOOPIT. You pay dues to the HOA so they can pay for common area lights, sprinkler systems, road repairs (if a private road), inspections of your retention ponds, etc. My dues are due as well.
Well, I better work. I’m going to try and talk the boss into letting me go four hours early tomorrow so I can finish packing for my trip. Additionally, I need to clean my house because I will have a house sitter. I don’t want to stay up until two a.m only to get up at 4:00 am on Friday.
If anybody ever tries to form a HOA in my neighborhood he will be shot, stabbed, burned, kicked, dismembered and run over several times.
Probably not by me, though, because I’m never invited to the good parties.
Yes. In “Near Eskippakithiki”, according to your location field.
What? 
If that’s all an HOA did, then I wouldn’t have a problem with them. As it is, I’d never dream of painting my house purple with pink polka dots, but I sure as hell don’t want a bunch of tight assed busybodies telling me I can’t do it.
My curmudgeon pill came late today…
Well crappity-crap. I meant stay up until two a.m SATURDAY, only to get up at 4:00 am Saturday. See, I really need some sleep.
and, oh, how sophisticated the next set of lyrics are:
:rolleyes: oy.
Well, I did mention the blinds/drapes issue from the other HOA, right? I’m fortunate so far with my HOA. We had one covenant Nazi, but we squared her away tout sweet and she has backed way down. As long as the lawns are cut, and there aren’t cars up on blocks, and trash is picked up, HOA is silent. Truly, no one has said anything in the last couple of years. Every six months we get a statement from our treasurer telling us what she paid out and asking us to pay our dues. We haven’t even had a meeting in a year and a half. I’m all for dissolving the HOA, but really, we need to keep the dues up for the required by law retention ponds inspections, as well as pay for our lights and the water for our sprinkler system.
Sigh…back to work.
Anybody else remember the X-Files episode where Mulder and Scully go undercover in a neighborhood like this and Mulder puts a tacky lawn flamingo out to lure the Homeowners’ Jello Monster?
No? Just me? sigh
Taters, hon, I was agreeing with you…
Drae, that ep of X-Files is one of my favorites, along with the one about the guy who could influence the weather…
Morning, everyone. Did ya miss me yesterday? I stayed home from work and mostly slept. I watched a bit of TV, but barely got on the 'puter. Got energized enough to make some dinner, and that was about it.
I’m back at work today. At least I’m physically here; mentally…um…not so much.
rosie, you’re absolutely right. It’s a horrible song. I used it because it had a flare of popularity and it’s easy to make fun of.
Can’t. Hurts.
See, I told you I needed some sleep. I’m having some real problems with my comprehension today.