Whoooo, I finished reviewing my techs performances over the last year. Now I just got 10^100 more things to do. 
Were gettin a 16 hour profit sharing bonus on our next paycheck, cause the co. is well and truly doing things right finally.
>>Being Chaotic Evil means never having to say your sorry…unless the other guy is bigger than you.<<
—The dragon observes
Welcome to Shirleyville:
The insurance company goons actually approved of my father in laws new handicapped equipped van in record time. Something like 3 weeks ( as opposed to nearly a year of hair pulling like last time) and he is getting the same van ( Ford Econoline, either 250 or 350, I forget) and the new lift in it will allow the front seat passenger to actually move their seat back or lay back in it. It’s going to be real nice and he deserves every bell and whistle.
The van company, picked by the insurance goons, will allow him to do a trade in for his van and the van guy, who’s goal in life is to screw insurance companies ( his words to my father in law) said he would give $3000 for the van ( a 1992 with about 140k on it)that way, my father in law could actually buy a back up van that is in excellent condition ( for it’s mileage) and worth alot more for zip.
So ( bear with me here folks) I had a brain fart and thought, Hey, we could buy the van off him and for three grand, if it lasts us five years/30k miles, we come out ahead. We are in the market for something bigger or newer/reliable and I just cannot do a minivan. It would be my vehicle to drive around and since I don’t do the 100 miles a day that I use to.
( I’m down to like 40 miles a week) we won’t blow through the gas like FIL.
So, we shall put this idear to the inlaws and see if they are copacetic with it and I shall test drive the thing to see if I can handle such a big thing on the road. I mean, my plans are to take out as many Soccer Mom Mobiles as possible, I have to perfect my ramming speed. 
No further dreams to report, thank you very much, but I would like to say that I was re-re-re-reading my CS textbook just a little while ago, when all of a sudden, in a moment of lucidity and clarity of near-nirvanic proportions, the basics of the Java programming languages suddenly made sense. Yes!!! Now I can actually do the assignment due on Thursday! Hooray!
An infinite number of rednecks in an infinite number of pickup trucks shooting an infinite number of shotguns at an infinite number of road signs will eventually produce all the world’s great works of literature in Braille.
Pretty much, eh? I’ll pretend I didn’t see that part of it…
I got some good studying done and I washed the dishes. It doesn’t get much more mundane than that.
Spent most of last night and today having Sani and Surgo try to convince me that I’m pretty. It’s been amusing.
Got my passport photo taken. It actually turned out okay, and I’m starting to look forward to my trip to the Azores this summer.
I’m in the process of planning a ski trip. I was going to opt to hang out in the jacuzzi all day while friends skied, but two people have offered to devote their entire time to slowly going down the bunny slope with me. I guess I’ll give snowboarding one more chance, otherwise, I’ll just settle for being a lodge bunny.
The 70-year-old man who molested his daughter, stalked a friend of mine, and had his eye on me is vacationing in another state. I’m sleeping much better.
My kitty cat is dying.
-Lanna
My wife makes the best double chocolate chip cookie bars.
Eating these will seriously hinder my functionality for the rest of the day.
Now, you too can become an Evil Ninja Assassin in the Self-Righteous Clique. Ask me how.
My credit card company sent me a red letter for exactly $0.00…i can’t wait for the follow up call.
Shirley, my dad knows a good welder. Maybe we could weld on some kind of plow on the front of the beast; it’s make Soccer Mom car destruction that much more enjoyable.
Lanna: #5. Really? I’m sad for you!
Congrats to all on new jobs and raises!
I saw the worst movie of my life last night. Ever seen Lake Placid? It reeks. I mean, it’s REALLY bad. Stupid is too kind. Idiotic is too gentle. It ranked right up there with Deep Blue Sea. Is that mudane enough?
In keeping with the references to Deep Thoughts above, I hereby post my two favorites:
When Gary told me he had found Jesus, I thought, Ya-hoo! We’re rich!
But it turned out to be something different.
I bet a funny thing about driving a car off a cliff is, while you’re in midair, you still hit those brakes! Hey, better try the emergency brake!
A mundane thought:
I feel quite inferior with my tiny number of posts. Anything to boost the count.
I’m going to a Morrissey concert tomorrow night.
I have recently become re-addicted to SimCity 2000.
I need to buy some new razor blades.
I recently discovered that my foot is the same lenth as my forearm, elbow to wrist.
If you feel that you must suffer, then plan your suffering carefully–as you choose your dreams, as you conceive your ancestors.
BMU, I wanted to go to see Morrissey, can we have a report tomorrow? SimCity rocks.
I got a new CD player put in my car and it came with a little remote control. I thought at the time that it was a ridiculous feature, and I’d NEVER use it. Guess what? I use that remote CONSTANTLY. Now that I know the buttons by touch, it is so much easier to change the radio station, switch to CD, etc. without looking away from the road. I love it.
I took a black and white landscape photo I took in Raleigh, NC a couple of years ago, scanned it in, and set it as the wallpaper on my PC here at work. Someone came by, saw it, and said, “That’s a great picture. Is it an Ansel Adams photo?” I was SO absurdly flattered by that, I was grinning like an idiot for the rest of the morning.
Live a Lush Life
Da Chef
My company just got sold to another company, with the official handover yesterday. Because I am 8 months pregnant, I have had extra fun dealing with changing over medical insurance and sorting out short-term medical leave and all that. Virtually everyone in my office is being laid off, including me and my husband, at the end of March. But we are getting 6 months of severance pay, so that’s not so bad. Now I can stay home with the new baby and my toddler for a good long time, assuming my husband finds a job soon (which I think he will).
Speaking of being 8 months pregnant, can I please complain for a minute? Man, is it uncomfortable. I have no room in my stomach, bladder, or lungs. I fell twice yesterday due to a stunning lack of balance (mind you, I was never graceful to begin with). It is, of course, all worth it–and I feel fortunate that the pregnancy is complication-free and fairly easy.
My due date is February 28 and many friends are pushing for a leap-year baby. Personally, I would like for him (yes, it’s a boy) to come early and be a Valentine’s Day baby. (Just because I’m ready to be not-pregnant finally.)
And D Marie, I think I have even fewer posts than you…
Compared to Lake Placid, Deep Blue Sea is a brilliant, well-written and acted, thought provoking classic!
In Lake Placid, nothing made sense, the dialogue was crap, the acting terrible, not scary, not funny. Nothing. Ugh.
To paraphrase the review in Entertainment Weekly: What’s worse, a horror movie that isn’t scary, or a comedy that isn’t funny? With Lake Placid you can attempt to answer this question without having to change tapes.
I thought at least Bill Pulman would be decent, but even he was horrible. Want an example of how truly HORRIBLE this movie was?? Here’s a line that stuck out in the muck.
UGH!!!
Mullinator said:
In the interest of protecting your functionality, I strongly urge you to send the cookie bars to me. I will sacrifice my functionality to save you. I can take it. Trust me, I’m a professional.
DavidB, when I get home, I can send the recipe. That is if I find the correct one. My wife has a recipe database that rivals Good Housekeeping and Betty Crocker combined.
As for something mundane, I think this might be the longest a thread I have started has ever gone.
Let’s keep that post count rising people!!
Now, you too can become an Evil Ninja Assassin in the Self-Righteous Clique. Ask me how.
Well not tomorrow but maybe Friday I’ll give you a report.
If you feel that you must suffer, then plan your suffering carefully–as you choose your dreams, as you conceive your ancestors.
If another relative newbie can make his inaugural “mundane” post: I was shopping last weekend at an outdoor store in New Jersey, and I found on the clearance rack a drysuit of the type that I was looking for for kayaking and rafting. I tried it on and it fit, but it didn’t have a price tag. The manager couldn’t find anything with the price, but said that she’d call me this week with the price, and if I wanted it she’d ship it to me for free. Well she called back and said it was on sale for $150, less than half of the usual price. I snapped it up, and it’s coming with free shipping and no sales tax. I’m psyched to be warm and toasty on the river this spring.