She’s out in DeKalb - home of Cindy Crawford, and where she goes to school. She’ll be home sometime after lunch tomorrow, by which time I will have replaced her beer.
Like she’s never drank mine?
a) the ijit wasn’t talking to me and
b) so not the point of the story and
c) Hi Opal*
- my first!
OK - point taken. 
Yep.
NO guilt here.
Wife just yelled from the top of the stairs: 'you coming to bed?"
Uh, but there’s beer left…
:rolleyes:
gt, dgd, mbg, vb: SUNDAY!
There’s stuff I should respond to, but I can’t remember most of it now… yep, da bear’s been in da beerverages too.
Mika and BioRosie sorry y’all have had to deal with stoopid ignoramuses.
Snakes Libby remains in my thoughts and prayers.
Taters sorry about son’s illness, but now that y’all know what it is, in a few days he’ll be all better.
LiLi yay for intraweb access and boo about the phone jacks. That’s just stooooopid!
Work tonight was, well, work. For four hours I did what is called a “can audit”. I stood at a pasteurizer discharge and noted on paper the number of cans that were not <snerk> erect. <snerk> Pasteurizers have two levels, the upper and the lower, where cans come in from conveyors to the pasteurizer. My job was to note where cans seemed to fall at discharge from the south, middle and north ends of both the upper and lower discharges from the pasteurizer. I know, that makes no sense. However, I discovered that the one point where cans were most likely not to be <snerk> erect <snerk> was at the middle of the lower level of the pasteurizer. This was seen as significant as I noted that the problem seemed to be that when the cans exited the pasteurizer onto the conveyor that carries them to packing, they most often overturned at the midpoint. TPTB seemed to be very interested in learning this fact. One wonders how long this was pondered before I happened to turn up and point it out. Just remember, children, it all pays the same. Then I went to dinner break after which I stood around for about an hour before the next task of breaking out six packs (with the little plastic ring thingys) and putting them on a conveyor belt to the packer where the little cans of beer were then placed into 24 pack cases. This was necessary because all those little cans of beer that were ran as six packs two weeks ago were supposed to be 24 pack cases instead. Again, it all pays the same. OOH! And my main can line (dear ol’ C6) is getting all new spiffy conveyors over the weekend, so on Monday I get to ooh and ahh over the splendor of it all! Envy me!
So, what’s new with y’all? Tell me in the mornin’. Ima go beddy bye now.
Nitey nite Y’all!
SCL I’m so sorry to hear your friend is doing poorly. I hope things get better soon.
Mika, some people are just ignorant and judgemental. What can you do? I’m just thankful that I very rarely have to deal with those people IRL.
So I had a date tonight. It was my 3rd online date. My first was unremarkable, my second was the whole “I don’t do the reading thing” episode. You know they say third time’s a charm? It might be true. The guy I met tonight, we’d been exchanging emails over the past week, and he seemed sweet and friendly and to have a sense of humor that went well with mine, but I was trying to keep my hopes down so I wouldn’t be too disappointed if things didn’t go well. He is British, but was brought up mostly in the US so has no accent, unfortunately. 
We met for drinks downtown after work and we talked and talked and talked and did not run out of conversation at all. He was laidback and funny and wasn’t afraid to be sarcastic and slightly inappropriate at times, which was great. He flirted a bit but did not try to be overly intimate, which I really appreciated. Time flew by so fast that I didn’t even notice it was already 2am by the time we were kicked out of the last bar we went to.
It’s too bad - I’m going to be away for so much of this month - but hopefully I’ll get to see him again in-between my trips. 
Hey, the email has worked so far.
You get a gold star for no misspellings too.
mika & rosie - sorry some people (using the term loosely) are such arsefardles. ::flashback from “Dirty Dancing” ‘Sorry Baby, sometimes you’re going to see things you don’t want to see.’::
haze - woot woot!
lapin blanc - congrats/:snoopy dance:
yips, nips, blips & {hugs} to everybody else as [del]in[/del]appropriate.
HSM
Is this with the guy who called me as your “character reference” - because if it is, you’d better settle down and start acting like an adult, dagnabbit!!! I told him you were suave and sophisticated and classy and you’d never use a tablecloth as a napkin, nor would you belch at the opera. And now this running around crap is going to make him think I’m a liar, and we *all * know it’s all about me, dammit!!! 
OK, fine, yay and congrats. Even tho poor Bernie and Scruffy and Brandy will have to get used to another stranger next time we have to go someplace - don’t give it another thought (see the comment above about it all being about me.)
Seriously, YAY! I hope the trek out that way goes smoothly - I absolutely don’t envy you the drive. But I’m really happy for your opportunity - I hope it turns out to be everything you want. Make sure your maternal unit keeps us apprised of your progress until you’re on line again!
**tarra ** - I had to look up the fudge story. No, it wasn’t me! But I just *knew * which fudge shop it would be, and I was right! Not that there are a lot of choices, but having been to Annapolis more times than I can count over the last 24 years and having purchased fudge on occasion, well… I was wrong about the B&B, tho - I was hoping it was Chick and Ruth’s.
Still, the woman was obviously insane - who steal fudge then tries to flush it down the toilet?!?!? :eek:
I’ve been up for about an hour now. If it wasn’t for Scruffy, I’d probably still be sleeping, but when I got up to pee, she was waiting for her turn, so I had to find my robe and take the doggies out. Then I fed them and Miss Brandy, and emptied the dishwasher, then refilled the dishwasher, and cleaned the sink, and by that time I was all awake. <yawn>
No shoe shopping today after all. I found the exact shoes **FCD ** wanted on line - no prob ordering them, since he owned a well-worn pair and he knew which size he needed. Then I saw the same shoes in the women’s section, so I ordered me a pair. I’d have gotten 2, but they only had white. And to top it off, they were all on sale, and free shipping! We should have them by the end of the week. Yay for inter-shoes!
So my only chore today will be taking the Scion in for its oil change. A coworker, who happens to be a licensed civil engineer - is coming over to talk to us about our workshop plans. It’s ideal because not only is he a friend, but he lives in this county, so he knows the codes and stuff. And he offered to help without me asking, so I don’t feel like I’m imposing on him. And he’s just a nice guy, so yay!
Then I can play in clay again. OH CRAP!! I just remembered that I have a load of jeans in the washer from last night! Guess I better go toss them in the dryer. Stoopit laundry…
<and she’s gone in a cloud of dust and dog hair>
What? No glitter or confetti? I’m disappointed.
Flushing fudge? That’s so wrong!
Sounds like a fun date, Hank. Glad it worked out.
I was up late, so I’m awake early, of course. I should probably go outside and water and then consider going to church to do the same. It’s only supposed to get up to 90 today.
I also need to finish getting the house ready for potential guests. I did a lot of that before little brother and kids were here last week, but there’s always more. (Why is that?).
Off to breakfast and water and clean.
::Quietly places pans of water outside LOUNE’s door::
Actually, it’s not him, and the room is way better, but thank you for being one! I may ask again down the road if necessary. I’ll be sure to send chocolate if I do.
I’m not looking forward to the drive, but it’s way cheaper than shipping the car would have been. Ouch. Though I do get to impose on my little brother in Omaha. I need to call him later to let him know I’ll be imposing. And he can drive me around there for once; I was his chauffeur for years, so now it’s his turn, at least for a day or so.
I’m going to miss the Idiots…sniffle
Yay! The board is back up!
I’ve been to the farmer’s market, made myself an ear of corn right away (yum!) and also done quite a bit of cleaning up.
I’m listening to Whad’Ya Know? while organizing the pantry (Boyo Jim is gonna be on there since he’s such an awful writer..
Guess I should start some laundry, too.
I lead such an exotic life.
GT
So, LOUNE, didja make it out the door safely this morning?
I’m up. . . and a beautiful day it is!
~waving~ to Dotty. I hope you had a good day today, sweetie!
hey, this place turned into a tavern after I left. Good thing I left since I don’t drink and get left out of all the drinking jokes.
Beer is so much like men. Who knew?
Haze, how wonderful about your date!! Can’t wait to hear more later.
bbs2k, your post completely confused me. 
Did I miss something?
gt, I agree. . . flushing fudge is wrong on so many levels. And I don’t even eat fudge.
ETA: farmer’s market corn! YUM! That reminds me. I want to go tomorrow. Maybe they’ll have corn there too. Hungry for fresh corn now. :::drool:::
And with that, I’m off to start my day. Have a fun Saturday everyone!
Goooooooooood mooooooorrrrrnnnnnning everyone! I’ve been up since about 6:45 am, but the damn boards were down.
It’s very nice and quiet around the house because everyone else, to include the dog, is still sleeping.
Today’s plans call for more buying crap for the trip and maybe, just maybe, tidying up the house some. The hubby stopped by the liquor store on the way home yesterday and picked up a BIG bottle of rum for the camping trip. We already have the mojito mix (several bottles) on hand. So, we’re ready for “camping drinks” anyway.
Lapin Blanc, I’m glad things are turning out well. I hope you like it there in Land of the Potatoes.
Haze, you’ll have to keep filling us in as the dates progress with this guy. It’s always great when you can actually have a conversationw with people and you don’t run out of things to talk about.
I guess there’s nothing else to exciting to report. Well, there’s nothing exciting to report all.
See ya!
Morning all! I’ve already cleaned the litterbox, and recycled by beer cans. I’m gonna throw a load in the washer next.
lapin blanc , when you’re in Omaha, if you see an Altima going 80 with a German Shepard stuffed in the back, wave. That’s my Aunt Mary.(The driver, not the dog)
ALL HAIL JERRY!!! No Dope and no beer make dogbutler burn things.
er, Omaha is in Nebraska, which is two states away from Idaho . . .
eta: and them there are some pretty big states out there, boy
rosie, I’m driving through Omaha on my way to Idaho. My brother will [del]put up with me[/del] put me up for a day so I can take a break in the middle of the drive.
ah, I missed that part