For helicopters, they’re referred to as rotors. I know, 'cuz I’m in the helicopter biz.
Today, my mom would have been 75; she died of lung cancer in 2000. On a little happier note, my nephew also turns 20 today. He’s still alive, but as my sister so often reminds me, “The day’s still young…” 
Is it quit o’clock yet?
Thank you, I knew I didn’t have the right word. They’re both hélices in Spanish.
Too many losses! {{{{{{{{hugz}}}}}}}}} for all
A cow-orker who is also a friend lost her mom this weekend
Up, caffeinated, off to irk. Cheerful weekend tale to follow irking.(Figure we need some happy type news)
Lunch is still on. I’ve printed out directions to the restaurant. I’ve got a load of underwear in the washer. I just finished breakfast. This concludes declarative sentence theater.
Please note sentence three is unrelated to sentences one and two.
Oh yes it is. Trust me, you don’t want Moooooom showing up commando.
You guys are *sooooooooooooooo *immature! 
And not that it’s any of your business, but I don’t wait till I’m out of unders to wash the dirties. That’s such a guy thing.
I just read Annapolis is considering allowing up to 5 chickens per household.
I am considering it.
I guess a little if the last 4 years has rubbed off on me. For all the pain in the ass it was I liked the animals - chickens, geese, horses, goats, dogs & cats - but I could not slave to them and work 50+ hours a week.
But I could handle 5 chickens. I guess I will go snag some chicken supplies next time I hit the old place.
Yesterday was one of those catastrophe days where the day’s events unfolded, thousands of people were clobbered and I was able to watch from the side and say “Oh, that reeeally sucks…how are you going to fix it?” but then they come ask me for input on how I’d fix it.
People may think they’re old creaky things, but modern mainframes excel at doing things very quickly. Be very, very sure that you have everything set up right before submitting that processing job, lest a few thousand user IDs evaporate in an ohnosecond.
Your point is…
Warning to all Mumpers - if you don’t want your heads to explode, avoid the threads started by Three Packs a Day. I made that mistake, and I’m trying to save you!! He (?) joined yesterday and has started a dozen or so threads that just scream “I am a *deep *student…” :rolleyes: Kinda makes me wonder how deep a thinker he’d be if Mommy and Daddy weren’t paying tuition. OK, I could be making a false assumption, perhaps…
Laundry is in the dryer. That’s been the big excitement of the last 5 minutes. Carry on.
BBBobbio, no point. Just overstating the obvious, I suppose.
Oh, I’m treating him as a sort of MT3K (I think that’s the right acronym). He’s like a really horrible popcorn movie, bad for your arteries but you can have fun tossing unpopped kernels at the screen.
MST3K 
- and yeah, he’s something… Wonder how long till he tires of the abuse? And does that coincide with how long his spring break lasts??
I’m sorry for your loss Wile E, and for the pain these last years must have brought.
Funeral today. Burying a parent. This is new…
{{{Wile E}}} and anyone else needing hugs (phouka especially)
To reiterate what others have said - it’s hard to know how you’ll react, and however you react, it’s OK. Reactions at my mother’s funeral ran the gamut from slightly dazed pseudo-apathy (that would be yours truly) to full-on crying and gnashing of teeth – and all of these reactions seemed OK and normal to all involved.
What I got was/is much like a store bell – sensor/switch inside the door that chirps when the circut is broken. It has two settings – on one it does a double-chirp and stops and the other it repeats like an alarm clock until you stop it. Volume is about like an alarm clock or maybe a little less. I got the parts for next to nothing from a home security outfit.
A buddy hid slide-bolts at the top of the outside doors
where he could reach them but his mother couldn’t.
(((Wile E))) and ((everyone else))
My old home town made the paper! And proves you gotta watch those city slickers from Wilkes-Barre
EDWARDSVILLE - A Wilkes-Barre man faces multiple charges after he allegedly ate a roasted chicken in a grocery store, contaminated the lobster tank with the bones, threatened store employees and assaulted a police officer.
According to court papers:
Police officer Michael Lehman was on patrol near the West Side Mall on Sunday when he saw a purple vehicle speeding through the mall parking lot and stopped the driver at Northampton Street and Wyoming Avenue near Cole Muffler and asked him to pull into the parking lot at the nearby Ollie’s restaurant.
Lehman asked the driver, who was identified as Allan W. Randall, 45, of 75 B St. Clair St., why he was driving so carelessly, and Randall refused to answer. He also could not produce a driver’s license.
While Lehman was checking Randall’s information with Luzerne County 911, a loss prevention officer from Price Chopper approached him and told him Randall was just involved in a retail theft incident at the store.
The loss prevention officer reported:
At about 3:30 p.m., she observed Randall select a roasted chicken, Sobe Life Water and an apple from store shelves and then eat and drink the items. Randall then put the chicken bones in the lobster tank, which contained live lobsters, and shared the apple with his two young children.
Randall then picked up bottles of soda, shook them up and threw them back on the shelf, ditched the rest of the chicken near the soda aisle and kicked several food products, damaging them, on his way to the exit doors.
When approached by store security, Randall said he didn’t do anything and told the officer to get away from him and left without paying for the items.
When the officer went outside to get Randall’s license plate number with the store manager, Randall yelled threats at them and swerved his vehicle in their direction, nearly hitting them.
After the loss prevention officer called police, she noticed that Randall had been pulled over and went to talk with Lehman.
Randall told Lehman nothing happened at the store and, when asked to exit his vehicle, became belligerent. He was placed in the rear seat of Lehman’s police cruiser. Randall’s wife, Jessica, who was with him, also had a suspended license, and the vehicle was towed.
At the police station, Randall refused to get out of the police car, started to swing his cane at Lehman, striking Lehman in the hand several times and cutting his thumb area.
Once in the police station, Lehman received a call from the Price Chopper loss prevention officer, who told him the lobsters had to be removed from the store because they were contaminated after eating the chicken Randall put in the tank with them.
The total value of the retail theft was $209.12. Lehman said it was Randall’s second retail theft offense.
Randall was charged with aggravated assault, terroristic threats, retail theft, recklessly endangering another person, resisting arrest, disorderly conduct, criminal mischief, driving with a suspended license and driving an unregistered vehicle.
Randall was arraigned before District Judge John Hasay in Shickshinny and lodged at Luzerne County Correctional Facility for lack of $25,000 bail. His preliminary hearing is set for 1:30 p.m. April 4 before District Judge Paul Roberts in Kingston
I’ll bet those lobsters were “removed” to the store manager’s dinner table that night. I’m a bit unclear on how chicken bones would “contaminate” lobsters, especially since they’re going to be boiled for several minutes. Not to mention that lobsters are scavenging carnivores, so meat is not really a foreign substance to them. I can only guess the concern was that the guy was chewing on the bones, but see above about boiling. I wouldn’t have any worries.
Pennies, on the other hand, are extremely toxic to lobsters.