I don’t know what I did, but firefox is still giving me grief. Tomorrow, I’ll do a restore. Tonight, I give up.
MWAH!
I don’t know what I did, but firefox is still giving me grief. Tomorrow, I’ll do a restore. Tonight, I give up.
MWAH!
before you restore - clean out the cache. firefox is notorious for creating cache when there is none
This morning at work I saw two men in suits carrying out two big pieces of plywood.
I think they were going to a board meeting.
And boy don’t I wish I had thought of that quip at the time.
oh jeez that just reminded me of an old one
You have your hands full and somebody asks you if you’ve got a match
yeah my ass and your face
I think my mind is warped beyond all repair
They were lumberjacks, or at least that’s what I saw. (and when I was in Nashville, I cursed myself for not yelling “BLUCHER!”, when a horse drawn carriage went by.)
ONE OF US! ONE OF US! ONE OF US!
Yep
Swampy can help with IDing fish as he’s an expert; for instance, he knows all about IDing:
[ul]
[li]catfish[/li][li]flounder[/li][li]cod[/li][li]whitefish[/li][/ul]
He can even help with shellfish - shrimp!
Don’t you know anything? :o
Lumberjacks don’t wear suits; they wear high heels, suspenders, & a bra!
Spidey you left out sardines.
Sari of course you are. Why do you think we let you in here in the first place?
HAR! BigKitty
And on that note these two old [del]phartes[/del] bears shall now retire to the bedroom to watch teevee and stuff until sleepy time.
Nitey Nite Y’all!
But they’re OK!
I hate it when I get emotionally invested in my job. I had C++ nightmares last night, the result of an automated security audit on the 200k+ lines of code that pay my salary.
I can’t stop yawning. I’ve got a half hour of irk to go.
I’m looking online for a new job as well.
Ugh YUK! I just caught a fly in my bare hand weird feeling to have it buzzing around in my hand. Sah-son got it with a paper towel and squished it.
When I irked for a Chinese Carry-Out I used to dream about egg rolls. Trays upon trays upon trays of egg rolls. Coming down conveyor belts and bobbing in the hot oil.
I still have nightmares about newspapers.
Dammit, now I want catfish. There is no catfish in the house, just a bag of frozen arrowtooth flounder.
My back is killing me. I think I shall retire to my bedchamber in the hopes that Blessed Sleep will cure what ails me.
There were a few long stretches in my youth where catfish was two meals a day, six days a week, for a few months at a time. I just can’t look at catfish let alone eat it.
Worked a little late and came home to a dinner of cabbage and ham. Hey - its cool enough to open the windows and I’m taking advantage of it!!!
After cabbage and ham, you’d better open those windows
There are too many tacky posts to fuss at.
That is very tacky for the High Holy Days or any other time, Cute One.
:dubious:
G-d is making a list, and checking it twice, already.
I dreamed in trigonometric substitution when I took differential equations. I was in graduate school and taking diff e as my last undergrad course. Rather important to pass it.
When I worked at the Library, there was a smart ass guy page (the young people that replace books on the shelves). The girl pages liked him because among other things he was left handed. I do not know why, but I digress.
He caught a fly in front of the adoring young ladies, shook his fist with said fly in it, and asked rhetorically, “Do flies get sick? Do they through up?”
“I do not know”, I replied, “but they walk around in dog shit.”
Blech to flies. When I was a small sun, I rubbed at a tickle on my arm. I looked down and discovered that I had managed to roll a fly into a perfect ball around its multifaceted eye. I believe I jumped up and started screaming at the top of my little lungs. I still get creeped out thinking about it. Big ol’ fly eye twitching at me. Eck!
And, for the record, baked fried chicken is delicious.
I will be having warmed up leftovers myself. Yum. not.
Computer is still being weird, and it’s beyond Firefox. EVERYTHING is slow to load, all since I ran CCleaner and Spybot and MalwareBytes. I’m suspicious. Gonna do a restore to last week and see if that helps. Damned computer.
Yeah, yeah, Happy Wednesday.