But does he win Michigan without campaigning all-out there (like say in MA?)
From your answer I’m kind of gathering that the answer is “no.”?
There’s this Fellowship program that Senator O’Llama has started. It runs in 26 key states. Michigan is one of them. There are roughly 175 people from around the country working around the clock here (including one from London and one from Toronto) for 6 weeks. Then the big guns come in. In the past month, he’s had 2 speeches here.
He’ll have more.
Strongly tempted to make a run out to the fantastic Austrian pastry place after Nat (woohoo!) wakes up again.
Mahna, I have vacuumed to celebrate your imminent arrival, but damned if I’m tidying. 
Household disasters make me a) hungry (okay, everything makes me hungry now) and b) self-indulgent. Pastry it is. Or I could swing by Dufflet’s for cake. Hmm. Driving husband is working today, and I’m sure he’d love to see Nat. Of course, it’s supposed to thunderstorm any minute.
Many members of the South American Camel lobby agree with you there, LOUNE, as well as the Associated Llama Political Action Committees of the Americas. Too bad Senator O’Llama doesn’t accept lobbyist money, huh?
I am Shopping Woman, fear me! Our regular plastics supplier fell down on the job getting us the caps we need so I got annoyed and went searching–found another company who knocked $1500 off the order and has it coming UPS for us tout de suite–I rule! Damn–I also knocked $750 off a couple of other items we ordered recently and if I could just the money we saved as a bonus I would be very, very happy. I would probably have new shoes, too…
My neat little swamp cooler came in yesterday and we tried it out when it got all toasty in the afternoon–works a treat! Just in time for the weekend, when it’s supposed to get into the high '90s. peers outside at the heavy fog/cloud cover Yeah, I’ll believe it when I see it!
Took Daughter, SIL and Grandboy to the airport yesterday and now they’re in Chicago, so wave howdy, Rigs! Apparently SIL’s family is kinda rolling in it–dad has a huge condo right on the lake shore, 33rd floor of a high rise and he’s paying for their airfare and hotel for ten days so the whole fam damily can get to know Daughter and Grandboy.
We’re babysitting the dog and the Subaru (which has A/C, w00t! I won’t own a car that has it but I’ll appreciate it when I get a chance) and I’m thinking of taking the pups out to Bagby Hot Springs or someplace like that this weekend. We like getting up way before dawn to avoid the crowds, and the funnest way of all is to go in the evening and spend the whole night soaking followed by most of the day sleeping… Hot springs are the bomb…
Oh yeah, congrats and big hugs to gotti & DH, we want PICTURES, guys!
LiLi, my grandma used to threaten to rock us to sleep with real rocks, maybe TinyNinjaChef needs this whispered in his ear? If he won’t sleep for persuasion perhaps it’s time to try FEAR!
**Noone–**Like you weren’t going to ANYWAY, sheesh… 
Argh, need to work some, byee!
Whatever gets you through the day darlin’, I’m here to help…
I’m on call this week.
I got paged 38 times last night.
drools into keyboard
Edumacational engines? As in the models where someone took a real engine and lovingly cut out parts to show the parts within?
I wish I still had a copy of the fax a former sister-in-law received at her office - it was lumpy white blobs on a black background. Strange enough on its own, but what made it really special was the follow-up phone call she got asking if she’d received the fax with their marshmallows. Apparently, someone wanted to order the same kind of marshmallows again, but while they had marshmallows, they did not have any bags or boxes that the marshmallows came in to identify them.
So, they put marshmallows on the copier, then faxed that to the marshmallow manufacturer. 20 years later, it’s probably still taped to the wall in their break room.
LiLi, I feel privileged to have earned a vaccuuming in honour of my visit. Privileged enough to be willing to forgive you for the lack of tidying.
Mork, at least the ice cream truck comes to you… I have to walk a whole three blocks to find the nearest one, dagnabbit. And of course, now I’ve got a wicked back craving for a medium swirl cone with chocolate dip. Sigh.
Just finished gulping down a late NOL - grilled lamb snausage with brown rice, followed by apricot-almond danish. Twas delicious. Now I will try to ignore this dang craving for soft-serve ice cream… with my luck, it would start storming the second I walked out the office.
Yo, snowbunny – the mailman just brought me a certain CD from Canada.
Also, that virus I couldn’t find in spite of extensive googling that I was whining to you about on the phone a little while ago, that sounded like "weltschnow?? The client just responded – West Nile.
:smack: :smack: :smack: :smack: :smack:
ETA: The delivery people just called about delivering our new recliner. Among other things, we are instructed to clear any snow and ice out of the way. :dubious: 
The high school my daughter graduated from ROCKS!!!
This morning, I called the school district records section and they informed me that the transcripts for the graduating class of 2008 are still at their respective high schools.
So, I called the high school and left a message, not really expecting much. One of the staff at the high school called me back and I explained why I need the transcripts. The lady I was speaking to explained that the transcripts for the seniors who just graduated don’t actually go out until three weeks after graduation, but also told me they were starting to work the transcripts early. The lady who actually ran them on her system had gone out on break, but the lady I spoke to said she would call me back to let me know if I could pick them up early.
She could not believe the crap my husband and daughter went through at DOL yesterday. We had a nice little chat and she was telling me how mean and rude people had been to her in trying to obtain transcripts. I commiserated and told her that I thought there was no reason to be that way. I think the fact that I was NICE to her is what got me the transcripts early. Technically, they weren’t going to run senior transcripts until the sophomores and juniors had been completed. This kind of service just gave a little boost to my day and I am truly appreciative.
Meh, I don’t want to be at work. It sucks that tomorrow is not my RDO.
MamaTigs – about the CD.
I wouldn’t have guessed that for the virus. Don’t thwack yourself.
All work and no play makes Mindfield a dull boy. All work and no play makes Mindfield a dull boy. All work and no play makes Mindfield a dull boy…
Home stretch. Quit o’clock can’t get here fast enough.
It seems to me that, in addition to the fact that most people can’t and/or don’t want to read, most people can’t and/or don’t want to listen, either. There’s a particular product line of parts we used to carry. We gave it up almost three years ago when the company was swallowed up by a larger company. For the longest time, and for reasons unknown, management refused to change our phone system to include a message to direct people to the new company that had taken them over, so on a daily basis we’d field a couple dozen calls for people looking for this company’s parts, and we’d have to redirect them to the new place. (Our number was in all of their machine’s manuals, so of course they call us when they need stuff for it.)
Finally they added an option on our system that says “For OldCompany’sPartsWhoWeDon’tHandleAnymore, press 1”, and upon doing so it would give you the number of the other company.
Do people press 1? Of course freakin’ not! They just go straight to customer service and ask for parts, at which point I must tell them where to go. No, really where to go, not where I’d like to tell them to go. But Jesus Right-Angle Christ, the option to go to customer service is after the option for information on this company’s parts, so why do they insist on continuing on to customer service where I’m just going to tell them the same damn thing the option they passed over will tell them?
sigh
Soapy - Ah! I was wondering what your nicknames might be – you surely had been given them by now, since at least one is standard issue, and if you hadn’t had one then the crew has been slacking in my absence. Good to see they haven’t been, or I’d have to kick some ass and take some nicknames.
Tigs - Fortunately I don’t think it was the school’s fault. On closer inspection, it seems to be that the form the user fills in the answers to the questions ends up seeding the wrong fields in its database so everything gets all mixed up. The answers are all correct, they’re just stored in the fields for the wrong questions, which ends up spitting out some lovely non-sequiturs.
Bobbio - Perfect ‘toon. I didn’t even know Bizarro was still around! I do wonder how the hell those ice cream truck drivers can stand that damned music all freakin’ day long. I’d be tempted to drive the thing off the nearest damn bridge after a few days of that.
Gotti - Actually, I don’t think we can even get cutaway models for educational purposes, though I’m sure they must exist. No, the ones we sell schools are typically the cheapest engines we have in stock – little 2-4 horse lawnmower jobbies. They’re all new and do actually work – at least until the kiddies take 'em apart, sniff around the insides, and then put them back together with enough leftover spare parts to build half of another engine. We do in-house hands-on schooling here for dealers too, so we’ve got old clunkers that have been dismantled and reassembled a few hundred times that we eventually get rid of cheaply though. They probably wouldn’t work even if you could find all the missing parts.
Love the bit about the marshmallows though – I’d laugh merrily if I wasn’t crying inside for having to deal with that kind of stuff in my current job. Except instead of marshmallows it’s people bringing random pieces of their lawnmowers and engines in and saying, “I need one of these” – as if the thing they’re carrying was the only one of its kind, and its kind is apparently named “doohickey” and came off an engine of no specific make or model, because surely there was only ever one engine and one doohickey ever made. Never mind that we don’t sell to the public in the first place.
Mahna[sup]2[/sup] - Yeah, but he comes to me when I don’t want him to. The odd thing is, this is a very industrial area where I work. There are no residences south of here for a good block and a half, and nothing east, west or north of here for at least three blocks. It’s all commercial zoning. Does he really get enough scales in a commercial area to justify prowling this area? You’d think he’d want to trawl all the kiddie zones and parks and stuff.
Back to the grind. 80 minutes to go.
And are you a guy (dull boy, at least)> It’s be good to know!
Soapy
Ivory
Professor Rapunzel
99 44/100th
Ivorybilled woodpecker (that was only once)
Your colleagues have been busy, no beatings necessary 
Anybody watching World Cup Soccer?
Gotti, the marshmallow story is hysterical. I hope their copier got all sticky. At least they didn’t actually try to stuff the marshmallows through the fax!
I just got our company financial objectives and what it means for our bonuses for the year. I think every third word is in italics. “Due to the turbulent market conditions and the softening economy there will be special considerations given that will lead to more attainable goals.” UGH.
I wanna go home. Why are there two hours left? And why do I have to work all day tomorrow? Oh yeah. I traded coverage Fridays with a friend. Which has meant that I’ve been able to go home at 5 this week instead of 6, which I like. But still… when everyone else leaves at noon tomorrow, it’s gonna suck.
Me too. I got about 30 mins. of sleep last night… and I have about 5 hours to go. At least I have tomorrow off. Sleep.
[gary larson] It’s a fax from your dog, Mr. Danworth. I think it’s your cat[/gl]
Why haven’t the Magical Elves been tidying my house?
Where can I get some Magical Tidying Elves?
Yes, I am tired, thanks. No, I have not been drinking. Yet.
Probably not as tired as SpaceBoy, though.
Howdy Y’all! I’m home and hongry. Think I’ll make BLTs just cause it sounds good and I need to use up some burly butcher bacon.
That’s all I got now.
Sheesh. It’s Bad News Day for those around me. My manager just got a call that her BIL died completely unexpectedly. And then I got an email from someone at my church that her group was just told that they’re all getting laid off. 
Bad things usually go in 3s. Is everyone out there ok? 'Cause knowing me seems to be a bad thing at the moment.
It appears to be Bad Phone Connection Day around here. Almost every call I’ve gotten has been anywhere from moderately bad to almost so bad that I say “I can’t hear you, I’m sorry, please call back when you’re somewhere with better reception!” and hang up.