I walked into a classroom where the teacher was using one of those.
She signed for me to leave.
I refrained from asking, “Could you do this somewhere besides your classroom when you’ve emailed about repairing your computer?”
That must have been awkward.
I didn’t realize what she was doing until she told me, she had a blanket or something. I don’t look at things, I just fix computers.
I do wish I had been wearing black my tee shirt that has on it, “I’m here because you broke something.”
“I am expressing.”
“So, your printer doesn’t work, and you are making coffee?”
My back hurts.
Frozen pork and leek dumplings for dinner, I went to Kroger and bought them after I got home.
Only a third of a cup of rice left, it was yucky and crunchy from the rice maker. Mrs. Plant (v.3.0) liked both items of dinner.
Perseus, the cat who slew the gorgon, became trapped in some green bag with straps belonging to Mrs. Plant (v.3.0) and had to ask for help. She was further insulted by Mrs. Plant (v.3.0) telling me, in her presence, “You cat is a moron.”
I must remember to buy rice tomorrow.
Okay, I’m going to go curl up next to Mrs. Plant (v.3.0) and hurt there.
Sometimes I wish that I still drank a lot.
Feel better, flytrap.
Tired. Should be asleep. Am getting up unnaturally early so that I can get lots done tomorrow.
Woo hoo.
Hugs all.
GT
Blurf. It monsooned, then a vast disk of burning gas appeared in the sky.
Feel better, Flytrap. And posting in the old MMP goes on your PERMANENT RECORD.
Wow - lots of late night mumpers tonight…
I thought I was one of the only ones with variable insomnia. (Well, doggio was probably up watching the Red Wings win in OT, but other than that…)
Evening, all. It has been so mild here lately that I think I shall go outside for an evening stroll around the yard (it’s still in the upper sixties, even at this hour) and finish my glass of wine.
Then snack before bed. (Bad!)
No irk tomorrow, so screw it, says I.
Hope everyone still awake is enjoying their evening…
…and hope your back feels better, flytrap
Apparently, I already have results on the pear-ripening experiment: group #3 (in paper bag, with banana) are nearly perfectly ripe (they’ll be just right tomorrow, I think), while group #2 (in paper bag, no banana) are still a bit crunchy and lacking in flavor. Group #1 (control group, in basket on the same counter as the other two batches) are noticeably harder to the touch than the other two.
Anyone have any other alleged ripening techniques I should try in a future experiment?
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffienatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 56 Amurrkin with a predicted high of 76 and sunny for the day. Then warmin’ on up into the 80s!
Hope the back is better flytrap.
Nettie the real question is do the pears taste bananaey or does the banana taste pearey.
Ok, that’s all I got. Need more caffiene and to feed rumbly tummy. Then, alas and alack, irk purtification must commence.
Happy Tuesday Y’all!
Blurf.
The banana emerged from the bag in a state only fit to become banana bread (or some other baked good). There was a reason for me to call it a “sacrificial banana”, after all. 
Reminds me, what else can one do with overripe bananas? I like the bread, but could use some variety.
Morning all,
Welcome to Jynxster’s Pro Tip Tuesdays: If you are ever going to throw a pair of capri jean pants across the room in the general direction of the trashcan, please make sure then celing fan is off or you have a lower arc. Otherwise, you will break a blade. Oops.
What he said.
Heading to Labor and Delivery
May the Force be with you!
I used to have a job like that.
Birth well, then do tell. Be thinkin’ aboutcha.
Yeah Apes let the apelet cometh.
Mawnin all Need coffee and off to irk, welding day again
Jim
Woo-Freaking-Hoo!!! :D:D:D:D:D:D
Tuesday flavored blurfage