Up, caffeinated, off to irk.
Up and caffeinating, off to work soonish. Happy Hump Day! 
Vrrrooooommm (drive-by, sorry! More later!)
I’ll tell you the disbelief I can’t suspend - that a woman who is supposedly so smart and gifted and all that crap can be so cluelessly stupid and indifferent to the feelings of others, and so vocal about it! Whether she’s lecturing people on social mores or religious beliefs or correcting their pronounciation or whatever, she’s just flat-out not credible! And if she really was like that, there’s no way she’d have been hired there. If her character was more real, I wouldn’t have any problem with the hologram projector or their ability to solve 50-year-old murder mysteries on Christmas Eve… :rolleyes:
Enough. I need to be more Zen…
Today is my Firday! YAY!! Just had breakfast, and I’m waiting for my daughter to get her butt in gear. After I drop her off at school today, I won’t see her till some time on Saturday. Which means we get custody of the idiot dog. rah.
I had the most bizarre dream last night. In the first part, I was going to an office in a building that was 81 stories tall, but since the individual floors had super-tall ceilings, the elevator stops were marked like “5 - 9 - 14 - 18” Weird. I got off and was immediately in an ancient type library with tons of stacks of dusty books, all kinda in disarray, and I was looking for a pop culture trivia book or something out there…
Then I was in the Pentagon, and I had a tomato sauce stain on the front of my shirt, so I was looking for a ladies room where I could clean up. I took the escalator to an area that was like a huge food court/arcade, and I asked where the bathroom was. I was directed to a pool where there were tent-like showers set up along the walls and military folks in BDUs waiting in line to shower.
The next person I asked sent me to a laundry where the women were washing these huge dark blue things that were just yards and yards of fabric. Then I found an older woman and explained it had been 30 years since I’d worked there (pretty accurate - I was in the Pentagon from '80-'82) and she directed me to a wood-paneled hall. I was thinking “OK, this is the E-ring” (actually it was the innermost, so it was the A-ring.) I was walking along with my arms clasped in front, trying to hid the stained shirt, looking for anything that resembled a restroom. I saw one woman enter one, but she had a key and I didn’t, so I was stuck outside… Then I woke up EXHAUSTED as if I’d been running the halls of the Pentagon (all 17 miles of them) and I never did find a bathroom or clean my blouse.
But I’ve breakfasted now and I’m caffeinating, so there’s that.
Happy Wednesday!!!
For some reason it strikes me as hilarious that the daughter you’re dropping off at school is the teacher, Mooooom.
I now have an additional good reason to want to stay in my current project: apparently I have a quasioffer from The Crazy People from Scotland. Eeeeeeek! Don’t juana! Juana be able to say “oh, sorry, I’m in a project”. These other guys have too many captains for being a single ship, but they don’t drive me into The Shakes and don’t want to be my mother.
“Davy, wake up! You have to get dressed and go to school!”
“I don’t want to, mom. The kids are all mean and pick on me, and the teachers are stupid, and I hate it…”
“I know, I know, but you really have to go… You’re the principal!”
Re Bones: I’m pretty sure the original (book) character is fairly clearly and explicitly an Aspie, and I guess this is what they’re trying to carry over into her TV personality. Since I don’t watch it either (and have only read part of one of the books, to boot…) I have no idea quite how badly it’s done. But based on transfers I do know about, I’m going to bet it’s not actually much worse than average for a book-to-TV crossover…
**Haze **-- maybe he thinks you’re into bondage… That would have been wishing you a good time!! :eek: 
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffienatin’. Today’s weather is bizarro but typical for around heah. Right now it’s like 41 Amurrkin outside and the high should be around 80 Amurrkin.
Haze sounds like that cow-irker is one of those people who should be shot but ain’t worth the price of the bullet.
And now this…
<AHEM> CLEARING THROAT <AHEM>
**
HAAAPPPYYY BIIIRRRTTTHHHDDDAAAYYY TOOOOOO YOUUUUUU!!!
HAAAPPPYYY BIIIRRRTTTHHHDDDAAAYYY TOOOOOO YOUUUUUU!!!
HAAAPPPYYY BIIIRRRTTTHHHDDDAAAYYY DEEEAAARRR GGGTTT!!!
HAAAPPPYYY BIIIRRRTTTHHHDDDAAAYYY TOOOOOO YOUUUUUU!!!
**
Happy Birthday GT!!!
Awww, thanks for the happies!
Was half-awake this morning when they mentioned some weird place names on the radio: Jackass Flats and Sober Up Gulch, both in Nevada. They’ve saved a rare toad species near there. Interesting story, since saving the toads was really an anti-government action.
Sounds like time to un-friend someone, Haze.
I took the day off today because almost everyone in my department is taking Friday off, so I’ll have relative peace and quiet.
Off to locate breakfast. Am considering going out to find some doughnuts.
GT
This made me laugh.
This is major creepy and would totally squick me out. What the hell could he have been thinking???
If it happens again, try this:
Clerk: You got ID?
You: Bout whut?
Seeing how we’re the same age, my response to the clerk would have been, “Flattery will get you everywhere.”
Happy Birthday, GT!
Bizzzzzzyyyyyyyyyyyy…
GT! O!
Happy Birthday wishes, and thanks for the unintentional earworm…
:mad: and 
I went to a house fire last night; someone left something on the stove and left the premises. Anyway, bad back and all, I went, and stuck to doing light duty stuff. I figured out while rolling hose on the cleanup that I wasn’t doing as well as I wanted to believe.
Well, anyway, I’ve been uptight about getting my spine in shape for me to make the Fahr Control class next weekend so I can get my NC fahr akkadummy gradjumacation papers. Despite the wonders the physical terrorists have worked, I had trouble rolling hose. I don’t think I’ll be in good enough shape to suit up completely and duck walk a hundred yards pulling a charged inch and a half hose in just 10 more days. So, I just quit the FC class.
Winter fire school starts in late January, and there is usually a plethora of live burn classes between the 3 programs I usually attend, so that delays me by about 3 months. On the bright side, unless I do something really stoooooooooopid, my back should be 100% by then.
Oh well. Getting old sucks.
Happy Birthday, GT!!!
Like I tell everyone else – when asked how old you are, always say “weeeeellllll…, I’m closer to 30 than I am to 20!”
Happy Birthday, gt!!
Given the size of Cedar Rapids, one could probably figure out which SuperConglomoCorporation it is that you’re interviewing with. Good luck!
That is creepy, Haze.
I need a nap. ::yawn::
He wasn’t really my type.
Happy GT Day!!!
Daughter is on her way to Baltimore for her conference. **FCD **and I will be going out for Messican food shortly. Four day weekend stretches ahead. Life is good.
**BBBobbio **- get better, dude!
**Nooner **- I don’t know how a real Aspie acts, but the character just annoys me, as you may have guessed…
Yay, a mid-week holiday! Except … I thought it was Friday this morning!! imagine my disappointment that it wasn’t, especially considering that Friday=payday this week. Bah! Oh well, at least I don’t have to go to work tomorrow. I am having a hard time figuring out what times the Metrobuses are running tomorrow - it’s either a Saturday schedule or may be a regular weekday schedule. I’m confused, and Metro’s website doesn’t like Firefox and Adobe pdf’s, apparently. 
Happy Birthday GT!!!
Tomorrow morning I’ll have my every three month blood work done; unfortunately, I’ve been a bad girl and been eating too much sugar. I’m just hoping the numbers won’t be too bad! I’ll see my primary care doctor on Monday to get her okey doke on the cataract surgery on the 29th!
Whee! If you’re off tomorrow, please enjoy yourself.
the world is full of juvenile cow-orkers today. I am full of grrr and I want my mommy so I can curl up into a little ball and cry for an hour or so. The incident itself isn’t a big deal but the other party and both our supervisors chose to make a very big deal about it, and in turn the rest of the office was gossiping about it. I like what I do, really. but I despise most of the people I do it with.
Happy Birthday, GT!!!