Okay.
Now I’m not getting batteries on principle.
All you friggin’ MMPers (the enemy) yelling at me to get batteries for my camera to post pics are just encouraging me to behave badly.
Ok- lets try a different tack: Pics, please? Pretty please???
I missed out despite being quasi-local. Do you really want me, sniff, to cry?
Kai- I did the kitchen sprayer trick as a kid… and to my kids! Hah! 
Oh- I had an amazing (passionate- whew!) dream last night about Anthony Bourdain. I would never kiss a smoker (sorry) but man, I find him- compelling, shall we say. I don’t know what part of my brain he surfaced from, cause I haven’t seen him on TV for ages.
Hubby needs to get back from London, soon.
Good morning and hello again to all.
Been really really busy these past few weeks. We had another flooding incident at the office, I had to go to Indianapolis for a week for training and got rerouted all over the country on the way back, been fighting with the local Gods of Electricity about getting an easement relaxed in my back yard, and, just this morning, Round-boy put in his two-week notice.
I don’t know if I’m ever going to have a free moment at work ever again.
So how have you all been? And what’s this MMPfest I read about upthread?
jingl--I stay away from internet weirdness. The whole broken link thing is enough to keep me away. There’s only so much my suburban white bread soul can take, especially on a Monday morning.
Speaking of which–the fog has descended instead of burning off like it does by mid-morning on the rare days we have fog. I can barely see 5 feet out my windows. Perhaps there is a giant out there, pressing a pillow around my house, trying to squash me like we do with insects and Kleenex. (why am I channeling Kafka-esque things today?)
I need to go do some homework, then off to purchase teen food and deliver it to the HS then listen in to the DOC, then class and mom stuff. Am reading Barchester Towers (again). I like it.
So all-in-all, things are looking up at Technical Thingies?
boofae the Quidditch thing sounds so utterly fabulous! I would be a spectator, but I would love to watch it. You do lead such an interesting life!
beebs, my darlin’, I am so far away and having so little fun, could you please find it in your heart to get some new batteries and post pics of the MMPfest? Pretty please? With a cherry on top?
Happy baptism TNC, welcome to the family!
Anthony Bourdain is hawt! Lucky dreamer soapy! I agree about the smoking though, it is teh yuck. April Fools Day is a good day to get the kiddies, nothing mean, just a trick, and I’m happy all day if I am successful!
Whoa, Sean, haven’t seen you in it seems like forever. How’s married life? Try and stick your head in here when you are able, you are missed.
I wish. Who do you think will have to pick up his workload? In the words of my boss, “I have no plans right now to hire anyone new.”
Strangely, married life isn’t what has been keeping me off of the board. I’ve got a lot more stuff going on at work (and it doesn’t look like it’s going to be letting up anytime soon) than I did in recent months even. All the stuff I used to do, plus I’ve been working on bids for the new carrier project (we’re supplying a, well, boat-load of new equipment for the new class of carriers, and since none of it has ever been sold to the gov’t before, there is an even bigger boat-load of paperwork, tests and reports that have to be submitted) and a couple of repair projects to existing ships.
Sean spends all day on the computer and really likes to get away from it when he’s not at work. But I’ll make a better attempt not to slack off so much in the future.
Does he not make things worse before getting them done? His 1 day of work being 4 hours for someone else?
Yeaqh, you’ll still be dumped on, but face it, you’re competent.
Morning. I’m a prank instigator at work. I (almost) never actually play pranks myself; I just give other people ideas and then enjoy the show. While being able to honestly say “I didn’t do anything.” (We need an angel smiley.)
My best work-friend is leaving after today. 
ETA: I just got a call from my doctor’s office and some tests came back normal! Yay!! (and whew!)
He and I handle different areas, and back up each other when one is out for a couple of days or on vacation. But his area of responsibility covers putting out bid for general day-to-day contract bids to several dozen companies every day, on a couple of dozen items each week. It’s not hard work, but it takes up a lot of time. Plus he’s got a lot of other little crap that adds up also.
The problems he generates deal with personal behavior and generally wanting to be in charge (technically he’s my supervisor, but he’s the only one that believes it) but never following through on the important stuff.
Competence (thanks for the support, by the way, and I really mean that) isn’t the problem. I need a time machine.
Yikes, already up to page 2 and Monday morning is still breathing its last gasps. Y’all sure are some busy beavers.
We don’t really do April Fool’s in our house. Maybe because both of us are horrible at remembering dates, and we usually don’t remember what day it is until it’s too late to orchestrate a truly naughty prank.
I survived tax day at the in-laws’ yesterday. Hurray. MIL decided that the occasion called for a three-course meal, so by the time it was time to call it a night, we could’ve pretty much just rolled on homewards given than our bellies were full of smoked salmon and osso bucco and angel food cake. Mmmmmmm.
They even broke out a gorgeous bottle of Masi Amarone with I always drool over, but can’t bring myself to pay $40 for. Though we’re getting a decent refund this year, so maybe I’ll talk The Boy into splurging on a couple of really really nice bottles of wine to celebrate.
I had great fun failing at Rock Band on Saturday night - I tried bass and guitar and drums, and got my butt kicked even on easy levels. I am no longer allowed to do anything but sing. 
Leftovers from last week… And in the right place this time!
For us, the recent “find” on TCM was Sh! The Octopus! A very goofy way to kill an hour. And now that I’ve see that movie once, I’ll never need to see it again. Even Robert Osborne’s commentary can’t make it make sense.
Yeah, and? We had frost on the windshield this morning. WTF! It’s San Francisco!
Sounds like some weatherman dropped the map and got everything all scrambled.
Page 2 and it’s only 9 AM? Eek…
April Fool’s Day! Huzzah!
I assume that I’ll receive total enlightenment tomorrow, as it’s my birthday and I’ll be 42. 
Dearest beebsy,
Wouldn’t you please post your lovely MMPfest pictures? It has been a rough couple days for me and seeing your lovely face would brighten my day ever so much. My anticipation has been growing. Everytime that I open the MMP I look and can not find and as I wait my heart grows cold. Please, take that extra trip to Walgreens to buy batteries and some junk food too and you’ll make me just the happiest girl alive.
Yours Truly,
Pie
Yay for normal tests, taxi!
The weather is gross today. Ugh.
Hellow everyone! Good morning. It is an other rainy and gray day here, but I’m in high spirits because I just picked up a great rifle at the gun show I went to in Seymour yesterday.
Here I am, with the rifle. It’s an SKS, and it came with that scope and the 30 round magazine. I’ll probably take the magazine off and put the original one back on, but it looks cool in the picture.
Now I kind of regret shaving my beard because I feel like I look 17 years old.
(Seymour, by the way, is the birthplace of John Mellencamp, who was friends with my parents some years ago and who I still talk to occasionally.)
<insert obligatory “Is that a gun in your pocket, or . . . ?” question here>
Years ago, when I lived in Bedford, I was bopping around Bloominggulch one day, and I almost hit him while he was riding his Harley and HE did something stupid; passing me on the right when I was making a right turn. This happened near The Chocolate Moose (does it still exist?)…
Oh Hazel, why you know I never carry a gun in my pocket…