Thinking of bboooobbbiiooo
My mother died from a fall as she hit her head and rattled the old brain. Her Dr said as people age their brains shrink leaving room for it to rattle around. That was in 2000. She lived 12 days in the horsepistol. I still miss my Mama.
Y’all be careful out there.
So, Doggio, how did the surgery go?
:rolleyes:
Damn I killded the MMP? Anyway I’ll tell y’all here cause if I tell hubby he’ll fuss at me. I noticed on. The way to irk this morning I only had enough gas to get there but not home so mental noted to buy gas. Well I forgot to get gas and there is a stretch of about 15 miles with no gas stations. I was in that stretch when I realized I was long on E and the countdown gage was showing no miles left until empty. Since the car is new I had never ran it this low so I didn’t know how long I could go. I had Lucky Louie with me so couldn’t be stuck on the side of the road.
So I turned off the a/c and prayed I would make it about 7 more miles and I did. I have roadside assistance and had cash ( I never have cash) and was mentally thinking who to call without having to call hubby. Thank The Lord I made it.
I agree, HITW places rock. To quote the late Roy Blount, “Never eat barbeque in a place where the chairs all match.”
There was a restaurant in Little Rock at 12th and Kanis. It began, I believe, as a burger joint by the name of “Mama Bea’s”. The building was round, with round windows, as I recall.
It went through several incarnations, one an unremarkable, but popular barbecue. They had pulled and chopped beef, pork, and sliced link sandwiches, the same link as one could buy at the grocery store.
I ate there several times, it being near Mama Plant’s house.
It went from menu over the counter to waiters. Once an effeminate young Black kid came to my table, and said, “Hi! I’m Jerome, and I will take your order!” I managed to ask, “This is still a barbecue joint, isn’t it?” and he responded that he had just left employment at a fancy restaurant.
What I wanted to say was, "Thank you, but this is a barbecue joint. I want a 50 year old White woman, with a cigarette and a little green order pad to come over and say to me, “What do you want, Honey?”
The waitresses at the best barbecue joint in the world, “The Shack” would bring my date a glass, two cans of beer, look at me and ask, “You don’t want a glass, do you?”
No, I like to cut my lip. Tough guy."
Swampyhas a MINION!
There may be only Two.
still alive 
will update mooooom in the morning.
I worked. Had 3 girls come into the store:
Girl 1: “Do you have Epi Cock?”
Me: “[del]How ya doin’?[/del] ummm what’s that?”
Girl 2: It makes you throw up."
Me: “Ipecac.”
And they weren’t even blonde.
No, No, BBBobbio is the good looking guy with the bad gall bladder. I’m the good looking guy with non rebellious organs.
Herbs, I’ll keep your friend n my prayers.
Moooommmmm!, you can’t have a good 'que joint, because y’all were on the wrong side of The War Of Northern Aggression. 
Just for the record, it’s 3:45 in the AM and I have not been able to sleep. When I get in bed and cover up, my legs start itching like crazy! I’ve tried everything I can think of, but it seems having them touch anything causes the itching. Sitting here with bare legs, I’m fine. Exhausted, but fine.
I even tried melatonin, but it didn’t help. Today is going to suck big time. Dammit. I may try to go back to bed. Maybe. I hate to keep disturbing my sweetie.
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffienatin’. YAWN 'Tis 71 Amurrkin out with a predicted high of 97 for the day. Rah.
MOOOOOOM I suggest Benadryl [sup]TM[/sup] and oatmeal baths. Hope you’re less itchy today.
Butters glad you made it!
You know it’s a good place to eat when the waitress says, “Whachu gone have hun?” 
Alien actually I have two minions.
Ok, that’s all I got for now. I need more caffiene and rumbly tummy wants sustenance. Then, alas and alack, irk purtification must commence. At least 'tis Firday.
Happy Firday Y’all!
There is just so much wrong with this post but I don’t have time to [del]write the great American novel[/del] correct it all now.
I’s tard, late night w/ a good flight; lots to do today before we go do it again tonight! 
Morning all,
We had much big bada booms last night along with wind and rain but it was worth it to have it cooler. Will be irking all day today and probablly half of Saturday. Weeeeeee!!!
Got a call from the orifice just as I was about to leave da cave. As of right now there is no power back where my little slice of orifice heaven is located. Boo Hoo! So, I called new assistant to tell her this. She is supposed to be doin’ a bunch of online trainin’ today and since she now has her very own irk laptop and is now all official with username/password stuff, she can do all that from the comfort of her own digs just as well as the orifice. She’s all down with that.
So, da bear is forced, forced, I say, to irk from da cave at least for a while. I’ll get notified when/if power is restored and may or may not venture down there for a while. I’m all willy-nilly like that.
I killded the MMP! :eek:
Power is back on at the orifice so Ima go down there for a while. I need to do some stuff in the physical files, so might as well. I called [del]minion[/del] new assistant to tell her that’s where I’ll be if she needs to ask a question about the online trainin’ she’s doin’ and to tell her that when she’s through with that as far as I’m concerned she’s done for the day. Hey, it’s Firday so if’n she’s done a little early I’m all down with that.
Ok, to the orifice.
I went back to bed around 4 and kinda, sorta slept till 8 when the phone rang. I didn’t answer, but **FCD **said it was BBBobbio. He wanted me to report that he’s eating solid food. He didn’t say anything about when he’s leaving - perhaps he’ll find out later today.
I just finished an egg sammich. **FCD **is going to get me some calamine lotion. I’m pretty sure I’ve been spreading this nasty crap to myself by the way I sit and sleep, legs all crossed and stuff. Guess I’d have done better if I’d worn long pants. Oh well…
I’ve got a load of clothes in the washer - 2 more to go today. I’ve already emptied the dishwasher. Oh, and yesterday, I got 5 sacks of sketty sauce, so that’s 5 easy-to-cook meals. And I guess that sums up my life to this moment. Exciting, huh?
Happy Firday!
Happy Firday!
It was cooler last night, still only 66 degrees outside. The air coming in my window is cooler than what is coming through the vent.
I think there will be no road trip today, there is simply nothing to look at at this time.
I still haven’t heard anything for sure about the one I have an offer on. It’s only been over a week.
I may go out anyway just to get away from here today.
Nothing else scheduled but irk.
**sari **- we’ve gotten no rain. From the looks of weather radar, the front splits and goes north and south or our little corner of paradise. Dammit. But tomorrow is supposed to be really cool - low 70s, so the windows will be opened again.
**FCD **is home with the calamine - he said he found the last bottle in the county. I guess poison ivy is especially bad this year. I’ve got a load of towels on the line and another load of stuff in the washer. So there’s that.
I’s still tahred!!!
I once irked at a place that had pinky-beigy colored walls. They looked like somebody had smeared calamine lotion on ‘em. Maybe that’s why there was only one bottle in the whole county. Somebody is paintin’ walls.
So here I am at the orifice. It’s also payday. The phone is not ringin’ off the hook. This is weird.
**swampy **- maybe the phone lines are down??