Blurf.
Why is Coors Diet like making love in a canoe?
NSFW textThey’re both fucking close to water!
Welcome to the club!
Many/most GA (General Aviation - smaller, catering to private plane) airports give lessons, including an intro to flying-get you up in the air (in the front seat) which is relatively inexpensive. Lessons aren’t that cheap, but that’s because of the total # of hours you need to rent a plane, but that first flight can be only $40 or $50 some places.
Spiderman, we Canadians tell that joke about American beer in general.
At the concert I went to this past weekend, the only beer being served to the public was Coors. I saw one of the backstage concert workers drinking a can of Guinness and I thought, “Oh, he’s drinking real beer.”
I have a music composition lesson later today. I guess I’d better get back to composing some music.
I’m pretty sure there’s scientific evidence that nap dreams are by far the weirdest dreams a person can have. Case in point:
As I re-dozed this morning, I was transported to a world where **twickster **and former Mumper bibkitty were organizing library book shelves in accordance with the Dewey Decimal System. All of a sudden, **twicks **was in my daughter’s car, disassembling the dash so she could remove the wiring harness while I (and here’s where it gets really bizarro) was doing sit-ups.
You tell me - who could sleep after that?!?!? :eek:
Wide awake now, I hopped into the shower to clean the old calamine off so that I could reapply fresh pinkness. I’m dressed and spotted and a bit better rested.
What to do now? I suppose I could continue the bizarreness by dusting…
Blurf. Just… Blurf.
I had popcorn for lunch because I’m a [DEL]fool[/DEL] grownup and I can do what I want.
I had to go to the post orifice because I needed to mail something & forgot to grab a stamp from home. As I was walking out, a girl with lovely, short green hair was walking by.
Green as in if you buried her up to her ears you’d have a lovely lawn. (However, if you only bury 'em up to their necks, you get something entirely different. :eek:)
Anyway, I was watching this green-haired girl & almost missed the step as I walked out. So the moral of this story is that if you have green hair others could sprain/break their ankles staring at you. (Moommm, what color is sis’s these days? Was hers ever lawn green?)
Midget, there’s some bad, mass-produced Canadian swill, too; & FTR, I tend to drink micros.
Also, do the MMP rules allow you to be a fool? I thought Swampy held that position.
Midget I’m havin’ peanut butter crackers and a diet poopsy for N.O.L. just cause I can and also so’s I’ll be hongry for some good Mexican commestibles this evenin’.
MOOOOOOM you’re supposed to apply calamine lotion to your skin, not huff it. 
As a matter of fact, she just got her hair done today. I haven’t seen a pic yet, but I’m guessing she stayed with platinum blonde for the wedding because my mom would have a cow otherwise. I thought she should go with the wedding colors - aqua and coral. 
She did green for Easter a year ago, but it was closer to lime than grass green, if I recall. I just scrolled back thru a bunch of her FB pics - she’s a colorful one, all right…
You haven’t seen my lawn.
Another boring day. I’m almost at the point of falling asleep at my desk.
Wake up!
Sario; my condolences for your loss.
I’ve been flying for so long (my first trip was when I was about 11 or 12–62 now) and so many places (94 airports and counting on 6 continents), that I sometimes forget a lot of people either haven’t (or don’t want to) fly.
So, what did you find easier than expected? Anything terrifying? (I remember my first jet flight; coming into the airport and slowing down to land, I swore the plane was coming to a stop in midair and we were going to crash, but I managed not to yell and we landed ok–and I was 28 at the time!!).
Sometime during my life, flying went from being something done seldom and mostly by the “well-to-do” to as common an activity as driving. I’m still not sure that was all for the best…
Anyway, enjoy Florida while remembering grandad fondly.
I don’t fly often, not just because it scares me, but because I don’t often travel very far, not having as much money as most people seem to.
Well, I’ll have even less money if I don’t get back to work on my music, so I suppose I’ll get back to it now. I had to cancel my composition lesson because I didn’t get enough work done. Back to it now.
Happy Toosday!
I’m reading much but retaining little.
I feel a nap coming on.
Hey, keep it down, will ya’?
There are people trying to sleep in here!
No sleeping at irk!!!
Nothing gets by you super heroes, does it?
:rolleyes:
This probably qualifies e for stoopit thing of the week
Back story - I couldn’t use my bank’s app to deposit my tax refunds so I intended to take care of it in person. But the closest branch of my bank is not close enough to Jazzy to, so two eeks ago I Jazzyed up the street to a different bank, and set things up so that once everything cleared (which takes extra time for new customers) I could transfer funds to my main account. So last week, I made sure I had the full available balance, and set up my main account for a transfer. I had to wait for the pennies that verify the connection to clear, and then I set about transferring a lump sum form new bank to main bank.
Today I checked on things and couldn’t understand why my balance was in the red - it was because I’d set the transfer to go from main to new instead of new to main. :smack: :smack: :smack:
So now I have to wait until the reversal is complete and then try again.