A Creative MMP ...plus... It's Summer! A Garden Party MMP

The commute today was just awful. Another sleeping dog sprawled out under the desk was keeping me from sitting down and being able to reach the keyboard.

Just need to do something about that weekly Friday morning virus scan. When I’m working in the office, the scan happens during the night, but at home, it sucks the life out of the computer for almost an hour.

At least we finally have a break in the weather. For the first time in a week, it’s actually cool enough to open the windows and get some fresh air that isn’t 80 degrees and stinking of refinery. It’s odd- when we bought the house, there was a disclosure that there’s a remote chance of unexploded munitions in the land as leftovers from the Port Chicago disaster, but no mention of the frequent stink wafting over from the refinery.

donkeybear, I don’t think you really need to explain to Slightly Creepy Stalky Boy why you’re no longer interested… you’ve only hung out a couple of times from the sounds of it, and I think he might be able to figure it out on his own if he thinks on it long enough. Meth is marginally better than heroin, I suppose, but that’s hardly a redeeming quality. shudder

rigs, I’m impressed at your handiness - I usually just glare at broken things in the hopes that they’ll be intimidated into working again, and then bang them a few times, and then just give up. Haven’t ever sold a boat, but I’m sending good boat-selling vibes your way anyways.

If anyone needs me, I’ll be napping under my desk.

ETA: Mindy, I saw a handful of diehard techies already lined up outside Future Shop for their iPhones yesterday and immediately thought of you. Why aren’t you in line already, huh huh huh?

I looked at that for the longest time, puzzled, then I burst out laughing. I got the “muff” part, but the “skin the cat” part eluded me… You can interpret it anyway you like!
Mahna[sup]2[/sup]–don’t be so impressed. I fixed it by pouring hot water into the ice cube part and it promptly ran all through the whole freezer. I mopped up and took the ice bin out to wipe it, whereupon the ice tray delivered the ice–all through the freezer. :rolleyes:

Rigs, sending good boat selling vibes your way. Craigslist worked for us and was free! If TH is reluctant to sell, tell him it would be good “socking away” money in case things go to shit with his job.

Mr. Taters is home, the lucky dog. I am here at work, all by my lonesome, and I’ve received another data pull request. I already have two I’m supposed to be working on.

Sigh…

I wanna go home; I don’t wanna be here.

:sound of Lissla eating Lesbian Chocolate Gingerbread for NOL:

Well, sort of. I sort of followed the recipe. I have found gingerbread takes non-recipe-following quite well.
Yum.
chaosboy, meth users= ugh.

I just had a bizarre call on my cell phone.

“Hey Bob, it’s JD (my auto mechanic). Are you working today?”

“Yeah.”

“I’ve got a cut on my arm that needs stitches. You know anyone that can do it?”

:confused: “I’m at my office in Portsmouth.” VA, about 40 miles away. I think he was asking if I was on ambulance duty.

“Oh”, followed by along description of his wound.

“The medical center can probably do it. If they won’t, the ER in Bugtussel did a good job sewing me up last month.”

" I tried calling, and nobody answered the phone." I was unsure if he meant the clinic, the rescue squad, or 911.

“I’m not sure what to tell you. 911 was out for a bit last weekend, so it could be happening again. The direct number to the rescue squad is xxxx.”

“Thanks, bud. I’ll talk to you later.”

:confused: :confused: , and a little bit of :rolleyes:

This is a guy who tows most of the vehicles from wreck scenes in the county, so he knows most of us in the rescue squad, and would know the day crew is paid, so I don’t work during traditional business hours unless there’s a dire emergency. On top of that, I couldn’t sew him up if I wanted to. The best I could do is clean him up and field dress him.

But it is a little flattering that he asked…

Nope, sorry, as a longtime resident of Methtown USA (Sacramento, before I ran away screaming) I can assure you that meth is about a million times worse than heroin! More addictive, more destructive, infinitely more ruinous to the body and brain (causes irreversible physical changes in the structure of the brain!) and the behavior of tweekers is a gazillion times worse than the most strung out junkie you ever saw. Kicking tweek is much harder than junk, as well, and then there’s the methmouth thing… shudder Donkeybear, run far and fast and let that creepy fucker know exactly why–believe me, if he’s banging that shit he’s done for. If you let him hang around he’ll fuck you over and that’s an ironbound guarantee.

Nava, that’s a pretty disturbing story about your grandma–did grandpa never think of maybe going down on her to get her ready for The Act? Jamming a fist into a virgin in order to break a hymen sounds like a fabulous recipe for a sex-hatin’ wife.

iPhones are a goddamned joke–overpriced, overhyped and not nearly as all 'round useful as any number of infinitely cheaper Mobile 6 devices. Does anyone else think it’s fucking hilarious how when the iPhone was introduced Jobs was all shocked and “OMG/ONOZ!” about the prospect of third party apps for the thing because loading software on the phones would crash the network? :rolleyes: Now, of course, they’re opening up the iApps (or whateverthefuck they’re calling it) store in order to cash in on phone software–funny how NOW it won’t “crash the network.”

**gotti, ** you need to reschedule your routine maintenance–we always set our 'puters up to do that nonsense at 0400 on Monday morning–no way ANYBODY’S gonna be up to care about it then!

If I skinned my cats I’d have a thigh length jacket and a fashionable scarf! They’re huge…

It’s odd–I hardly ever remember dreams, it’s like I don’t have them at all. Maybe once every couple of years I’ll have a bad one that wakes me up and those I’ll remember. Then again, my brain does most of its work behind my back–I guess I have no “need to know” as far as it’s concerned.

Oooh, my partner just called and he’s going out on an errand that will probably take a couple hours so I can chill out for quite a while here–happy Firday to me! And to all of you as well, of course… :smiley:

Sigh…and here I thought today was going to be a nice quiet day. I’ve got a couple of projects added to my plate, and one requestor is going to be very unhappy when he sees the numbers. Not my fault, workload is workload, and the numbers are the numbers. There’s nothing I can do about it.

Donkeybear, stay AWAY from the meth user. Smartie is right…that stuff will screw people over royally. I’ve seen enough of those folks wandering around to see what’s it’s done to them. It’s a very ugly picture.

Additionally, I sat as a juror on trial for a meth producer/user just this last February. He’s messed up for life and looked about 25 years older than he probably was. His health was totally screwed over too.

I guess I should get back to work. I still “donwanna”.

He wants you and only you to tend to his wounds BBBobbio. That could be either flattering or creepy. :smiley:

Anyday one is not eaten by a dragon is a good day.

I can just hear it now. “Yo! There’s a fax here for your ass!”

Oh and run far far away from meth boy. Tell him you do not want to see him, hear him, or even know he’s in the 'hood. Then let him know any attempts at contact will result in you complaining to the authorities that he’s stalking you. ICK!

I have dindin all cooked except for the cobbler and cornbread which I’ll make shortly before dindin time. I just et me a grilled ham and cheese sammich cause I’m so hongry smellin’ all that good stuff I cooked. Oh, I made some deviled aigs cause I spotted aigs in the fridge and got me a hankerin’ for some deviled aigs.

Ok, I just made myself tahred. Think I’ll go have a nappy poo.

It’s Firday! I’m glad I’m not the only one with weird dreams last night. My dream was about having my wisdom teeth pulled, some sort of surgery, a huge party in a warehouse, and getting fired via fax right before surgery. I was glad to wake up from that one!

It started cooling off yesterday. 85F is so much more comfortable than 102F, especially without AC. It’s still very smoky, though, so the early morning light is very red.

It’s quiet in the office, since everyone seems to be working from home today. So, no meetings. I do have to track down some continental maps and a specific sort of push pin, but that shouldn’t be too difficult.

I can donate two more cats to improve the wardrobe of anyone who wants them!
Waiting for the general building repair guy to get here and fix my faucet. I’ll also ask him about a few other jobs that need doing. It may not work- his English is terrible.

NOL is et. Work is blessedly quiet (comparatively speaking) – at least for the moment.

SmartyPants - It was AT&T that complained that apps could compromise the network, and then they were talking about the wholesale opening up of the iPhone to third party development from any old Joe Schmoe who could be writing the next Killer App or the next Great Virus. To prevent this while still opening up the device to third party development, Apple developed a kind of sandboxed software development kit (SDK) that disallowed access to critical system components that could compromise the device or the network it was used on. Combined with Apple’s exclusive distribution mechanism and the fact that all apps distributed through it must come from registered, authorized developers and go through their own vetting process, it was enough to convince AT&T that apps were a Good Thing[sup]tm[/sup] and thus the new device and its attendant App Store.

For what it’s worth, I’ve used Palm and WinMo smartphones. The iPhone, while perhaps not quite as feature-rich as some smartphones yet (it’s still playing catchup in a number of areas), it nevertheless presents an unmatched overall experience with the best mobile browser I’ve ever used and some pretty nifty features overall. Plus, it’s not so expensive anymore. The latest model is now subsidized by the carriers, so you can get 'em as cheap as $200 on contract.

(No, I don’t work for Apple, and though I blog about the iPhone/Touch, I’m quite objective. I gave up Palm for Windows Mobile because it impressed me that much. Now I’ve given up Windows Mobile for the iPhone, again because it impressed me that much. If Android turns out to be even better, I may have to jump ship again.)

Rigs - That’s the beauty of the English language. So many words, so many interpretations. Giggety. :smiley:

Mahna[sup]2[/sup] - Future Shop? I was under the impression that only Rogers/Fido and Apple Stores would be carrying the iPhone 3G, at least for the time being. Their website certainly doesn’t say anything. Were these fools lining up for nothing? snerk Anyway, I’m not there because A) I have to work, and B) I haven’t the money yet. See, I have to upgrade both my wife’s phone and mine, since we’re both getting one (she wants the 16gb for music, and I only need the 8 'cos I already have an iPod Touch) so we gotta dredge up $500+ to for the cause. Probably in the next 2-4 weeks we’ll manage it.

I saw that teh iPhone was being sold today. Or heard rather. I’m kinda meh, I’ve had too many phones basically get mucked up quickly that I’ve turned to the cheapest one I could get because I end up replacing them every couple years at max anyway (the last one was 6 months). Too expensive anyway. 30 bucks on top of my phone bill? My bill is already high enough (cuz I have a few extras and sometimes I call long distance though not often and Canada is the most expensive place to own a cell phone apparently).

Ugh, hungry… I have fettucine alfredo in my NOL bag (that Olivieri sauce and the fresh noodles at Safeway are awesome…)

Soon. About 20 minutes I can eat NOL

Howdy, all. Lots of conversation going on here!

First, eagle feathers refers to both the American bald eagle and the golden eagle (the latter having been shot wholesale by ranchers). Other rules may apply to other eagles, but it depends on where you are and what type of eagle.

DonkeyBear, I concur 100% with the advice to stay away from CSB meth-head. Nasty, nasty stuff. No redeeming qualities. Stay away!

I don’t want to hear about Nava’s grandma’s wedding night. ::shudder::

If we pooled our cats, we could make one stylin’ full-length patchwork coat! Miss Emily would only provide enough fur for the cuffs, probably, however; she’s teensy. 6.5 lbs of noise and personality. And aggravation, especially at 4:00 a.m.

Last night Zone Alarm sent out their own fix for Microsoft’s little fuckup update. Apparently it was an update sent out deliberately incompatible with a number of third party apps, which M$ was in full knowledge of. Papa Tigs reports that he knows several people with other third party apps it was also incompatible with. And M$ wonders why people hate it so much. :rolleyes:

Okay, enough gabbing. Back to work. Lots and lots and lots of work. Sigh.

Durken post bfore beddtime! Muah!

:Waves back at Haze: :slight_smile:

**Rigs **-- good luck selling the boat! (What is this think about owning a boat, though…? Educate this furriner in American ways? :confused: )

Mwah back at ya!

I’m also happy to contribute my cats.

They decided, without my input, that breakfast should be had at 5am today. Morgan also decided that the best way to wake me up would be to french kiss me (I’m a little stuffy, so I’ve been sleeping with my mouth open the last few days… sexy, I know), while Ariel shoved her head into my armpit. I went back to sleep after shooing them, but proceeded to have very disjointed dreams involving more pestering by the cats - clearly, part of their nefarious plan to get fed earlier than scheduled.

A pair of fur mittens sounds very appealing. Mittens don’t wake you up at 5am when you’re trying to sleep.

Mindy, I didn’t even think to check… but it appears that you are right - only Rogers-branded stores will be carrying the iPhone for now, and retail partners like Future Shop got the shaft. I wish I’d known this last night - I would’ve given those suckers the full Nelson Muntz treatment.

The Rogers Video store across the street is pure chaos at the moment. I know a few of the employees, so I took the liberty of giving them the Nelson Muntz “HA HA” instead.

Those Rotten Fuckers won’t give my mom a chair to sit in at work!
(They say that a customer might trip over it.) :rolleyes: :rolleyes: :rolleyes: :rolleyes: :rolleyes: :rolleyes: :rolleyes: :rolleyes: :rolleyes: :rolleyes: :rolleyes: :rolleyes: :rolleyes: :rolleyes: :rolleyes: :rolleyes: :rolleyes: :rolleyes: :rolleyes:

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More later.

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