Who says that was a typo? 
There’s a Kushiel’s Scion now? Aw, hell. Now I have to go buy that.
I got so excited about the kinky masochistic angel-spawn that I forgot to read everything past that, but I’ll get to it later. 
Dots, I’m relatively sure that you’re not fat and the cruel hospitalization was for your own good, but you’re not going to believe me, so let’s just leave it that I’m glad you’re alright, and we all care if you’re sick, mkay?
Senor Bus, I’m going to think that every time I see your name from now on. With a little accent in my head and everything. You might have a sombrero in my personal mental image from here on out.
Ya gotta talk to Bobbio about that typo cause it was his. 
Besides I was having this great visual of FCM trying to control the mobs who were milling around in her basement trying to get the water out.
I’m sure I’m not the first to comment on this, but I immediately saw “Blueball Ice Cream” and…well, insert your mental picture of torture and bukkake here.
Good point, Bus Guy.
Our Annual Beer, er, Golf Outing has been rescheduled from tomorrow to July 12th. I yesterday I went out at lunch and bought a rain umbrella, a sand wedge, and a big honkin’ driver. I guess that gives me some more time to get better. And actually break in the new golf shoes instead of wearing for the first time on the course for four hours.
We’ve got a Flash Flood warning for the area today too,so I guess more rain is imminent.
Point of order: That was my typo, in a post directed towards Swampy. One that I’ll never live down…
at least as long as even one Cool Kid draws breath…
I maintain: typos can usually be decoded by glancing at the keyboard and saying “oh yeah, he meant to write ‘cookies’ but he missed the ‘o’, and wrote ‘coikies’”
Now look at cockies. I mean the word, sickos.
Not a typo. A freudian slip perhaps. Hilarious anyway.
I have a lot of letters that repeat when I type on this keyboard.
I also get interupted in the middle of the post quite often. Lose my train of thought and all.
And, I’m really crabby because no one said anything about my picture in the picture thread, and this is the third p-thread I’ve posted to, and I never get any responses. And I’m not fishing here. If any of you say something now I’ll consider it a pity flirt, and that will depress me even more.
And did I tell you that I’m not golfing on the company dime tomorrow while drinking their beer?
I want to start this week all over again.
OK I read most of last weeks thread & saw I was mentioned as MIA by someone…Thanks for missing me!
I have nothing great to add other than I am still alive and reading - don’t have much time to do anythign other than work and I am on vaction next week. I am going away with someone who is going to take away my cell phone so I can’t answer it as appareantly I am a bit to tightly wound at the moment and need a break
See ya in a few weeks!
I’m sorry Sean. I somehow missed that page. I’ve been looking at the thread, but, obviously I did not post to it. At any rate, even though you’re not fishing or anything, that’s a very nice picture. You have nice curly hair.
THIS IS NOT A PITY FLIRT. I am merely commenting on your picture.
If it makes you feel any better, nobody but Li-Li said anything about the picture I posted upthread. And I didn’t even subject y’all to a picture of me! It was a picture of a friend.
And that’s another thing. I demand action from people when I don’t do the same thing to them! Just shoot me noow.
I have nothing to say today except “hi”, so
Hi
See, Sean I woulda said sump’n but MBG asked first and there’s just so much aching my loins can take these days. Besides, bein’ as I have proclaimed you the poster child for middle aged straight white guys, well, then, it just wouldn’t have been as special, now would it?
I had strawberry ice cream with strawberry sauce and pink, white and red sprinkles on top. Only the top came off the sprinkler thingy, so I ended up with a lot of sprinkles. Dinner at the board meeting was a boring iceberg lettuce salad, because the woman who ordered pizza bought pepperoni, the works and vegetarian chicken. 
I’m glad that the chickens were vegetarians, but I’m still not eating chicken. Or any other meat. I’m not sure why people think chicken and fish are vegetables; the schools can’t be that bad yet.
Keeping with the giant theme, I offer you Mark’s Hot Dogs and Babe (Babe is 3rd from the top.)
We don’t have any big animals around here except Robarts, the turkey-shaped library. welby’s already seen it. It’s part of the University of Toronto. It was supposed to look like a Canada goose. I have no idea what they were thinking- “Gee, Bob, That’s a great idea! Let’s build our institutions of higher learning to look like stupid birds!”?.
Drae, Kushiels’s Scion is from the point of view of Prince Imriel. It’s very good. He travels around a lot. I like the travelling bits. They’re fun. I have a theory that the Kushiel books are what Laurell K. Hamilton thinks she’s writing with the godawful Merry Gentry series, except she’s a crappy writer.
Today is my first day off. Let’s see- I should scrub the kitchen, tidy, and figure out what to do with five packs of buns since Mr. Lissar has decided he doesn’t want sandwiches anymore. I eat bread pudding, but he doesn’t. I guess I could make a strata eggy thing.
I was going to go to dance class today, but upon looking at the scedule I think I’ll wait for tomorrow, when I can take Beginner 2 and then Intermediate 1 right after.
We don’t have any ice cream, but I have a whole freezerful of ice cream bars. Maybe I’ll have one for breakfast.
Knives and guns were out, but everything else was in.
It sounds like it wasn’t really THAT bad. Since he’s the one who did all the research in his area, he’s the expert in that area. So even though the faculty who questioned him know their individual areas much better than he does, none of them know all of the pieces that went in to what he did. (Insert a Ven diagram here with overlapping circles representing the professor’s knowledge and another that represents KeithT’s knowledge, containing some from each of the prof’s circles. Doesn’t that clear it up so nicely? )
Anyway, thanks everyone for the congratulations. He’s really happy right now.
Or he was right after it happened. Then he started packing to move up here. I think that’s made him less happy. But since I just did the packing and moving thing, I have very little sympathy.
I’m avoiding the picture thread this time. I’ve done them in the past and always end up feeling bad that no one (or only one person) flirts with me. I’m blaming it on the fact that I don’t have any really good digital pix of myself. Any good pictures are regular film pix and I don’t have a scanner. So it must be the poor quality pix that keep people from flirting. Right? … right?
Speaking of ice cream, last night I had an ice cream treat I haven’t had in years: A Drumstick. Mmmmmmm good. I gotta let the boy shop more often.
I might have to reread at least the last book of the original trilogy to remember what the hell’s going on, but Carey is an incredible storyteller. Definitely worth the read, though not for the faint of heart. I read at least the first three books of Hamilton’s Merry Gentry series, but after the bedroom scene that went for 100 pages in the third book, I couldn’t bring myself to read the fourth. I’d like to find out what happens, and I’m not above reading a book that’s almost entirely sex involving men with wings, but one more comparison of Merry’s skin to moonlight, and I would have thrown the damned thing across the room. I was never able to get into the Anita Blakes, but Roomie is a rabid fan of them.
Aewsome! did Keith chainwhip his professors, and then set fire to them? Congrats, btw.