Echod: Told you so. 
Pie- I sent you a friend request (I hope it was you!!).
I did not sleep at all last night. I was up. dozing, tossing, up again all night.
I take no responsibility for what I say or do today, sleep deprived. :smack:
Only 4 of us on Facebook? Damn, we’re rare. That makes each one of us more valuable!
Two of the three are "Daniel"s, anyway… Makes me even rarer. 
morning all - up and caffeinating - not coffee, though it’s spiced tea.
Oh yeah, I’m tarragon918 @ facebook, please help me out - I’ve only got two friends so far!! :eek: (And one of them is my nearly 21 yo son LOL and omg, please I need something to distract me from what he posts on there!! :eek: :eek: )
Happy Wednesday
Like an Ivory-billed woodpecker…
:Barely refrains from making any of the possible obvious, um, “re-writes” of the above…:
What is that thing, anyway? 
An presumed to be extinct bird found in the Southern states. MUCH controversy surrounds whether one has been sighted recently and it’s status (extinct or not) is hotly debated by ornithologists (those spit-fires). Rather famous in this part of the world…
Link: Ivory-billed Woodpecker Overview, All About Birds, Cornell Lab of Ornithology
ETA: Nice restraint… I tossed you a easy one, too!
Good Mornin’ Y’all! I survived my commute to work this mornin’ though I did bump my elbow while turnin’ from the livin’ room into the hallway. Fortunately my coffee cup was in the other hand. Tragedy avoided.
Hope everyone’s havin’ a better day today. I best get to the workpile.
Later Y’all!
Up, caffeinated, off to work.
gt, that’s the plan, just it’s hard to sack someone who keeps going out sick.
Yesterday was an epic day of suckiness. On the proverbial 10 scale, yesterday was an 11.
Three deaths in five days was the base coat of Teh Suck. First was my great uncle, who I was very fond of; the mother of one of my buddies at the fire department; and my former boss from NASA. On top of that add job pressures, the start of my class for my Intermediate EMT certification, worries about venomous snakes in my yard, the standard everyday actions of The Vast Conspiracy To Piss Me Off, and mix well.
I deliberately went to work late yesterday so I could go to Celeste’s wake. If I die and have one quarter of the people show up to send me off that were there last night, I will have lived a good and fulfilling life. There were 300 people in the crowd if there was one, and I had to stand up during the memorial because there were no seats available, and this wasn’t even the main event.
When it was over, I started home to The Vunderlair. Neighbor Fred asked to borrow $40 to get the new plates for Scott’s Blazer, and I had to find an ATM. Scott had his old plates confiscated by the deputies at a traffic stop when they found out his insurance had lapsed. He finally went to court, paid the fine, got his insurance reinstated, but was short of the bucks needed for the new plates. Hell yeah I’ll loan him that much, because it means I’ll get my truck back, finally. I got the money, and picked up a couple of items in general while I had the advantage.
It was 8:30, I was hungry, bummed out, and an hour and a half from my bed. The last stop was at a McDonalds, and even that didn’t go well because I had to wait 15 minutes for a f*king Quarter Pounder. I was ready to start machine gunning random people on sight when my cell phone rang. It was VWife.
“I wanted to tell you Eddie called.”
Aw shit, this can be one of three things:
- He wants me to do something for the Rescue Squad;
- The officers were going to rake me over the coals for not getting a police report for hitting the deer; or
- He needs a crew member because they’re short handed.
“What did he have to say?”
“You remember the call you had for the lady who fell off the ladder?”
“Yeah.”
“He said that he heard from the doctors in Greenville (big trauma hospital where our patient eventually wound up). She had 6 broken vertebrae, and more ribs than that broken at her spinal column. You guys were to be commended, because you did everything right, and she’ll walk again.”
Teh Suck drained away at that moment. I did not cuss the horrid Peninsula traffic any more, and my long awaited Quarter Pounder tasted like prime rib on a bun. That phone call made all the difference to me.
You know what would be nice? SLEEP would be nice. I did sleep, just not enough. That’s two nights in a row. Gah. I’m tired.
And I HATE to fly. I’m not afraid of it, but I dislike it intensely. The stewardesses who look at you like you’re bothering them (stewardesses hate me–and I’ve never put that silly light on, not once), the cramped quarters, the nasty fellow passengers–I always end up with Mr Bad Breath or Ms I Believe in Too Much Perfume, among other things, they don’t feed you anymore (not that the food was anything to write home about), and my ears will cause me constant pain for the next few days. Yeah, I loves me some flying.
I have been on Sudafed since yesterday AM. I have gum. Doesn’t help that much, but better than the hell it is without them.
We’re off in about an hour. I’m ready now, but would rather wait at home than in the airport. 4 days Dope-less. I may need a 12 step program!
Spaz–McCain is --well, words fail me. He truly shouldn’t try to be hip. It’s like Fred Rogers trying to break dance. No and No and No.
Vunders–isn’t that just the best feeling? There is nothing like peer commendation. Well done, indeed.
You all are making me think about joining Facebook…I’ve been avoiding that.
Pie I’ve wanted to try water aerobics. Did you like it? (Woo Hoo on finding good exercising!)
Good Luck finding more chairs GT.
Swampy, I’m glad you avoided a commuting tradgedy. Just think if it would have been the other elbow. :eek:
Doggio is the assistant really sick or just calling in because he/she doesn’t want to come in to work?
Nice linky, Smartie.
Can’t wait to see the pics Haze.
((VBob))
Yay! Lili for not having to work for a bit longer.
Celeste sounds like the perfect name for someone working at NASA
{{{VBob}}} on the recent losses and a pat for the lady who will recover.
Bob, that’s awesome. You rock (even more than usual). Congratulations.
I’m sorry for so many bad nights. 
And rigs, I hate flying, too. I’m not scared, I just hate it.
Drat. Just ran out of yeast. How can I run out of yeast? So, foccacia dough is rising, and I’ll mix up the ham and black pepper bread a little later. Maybe mid-afternoon. It only takes a two-hour rise. I want some to take, and some for us, and some to drop off at Attacks Husband’s, because I think his wife arrived yesterday, from Hawaii. Yay! I’ll leave it in a bag at their door, with a note. Don’t want to intrude. 
You’re not alone, mousie - I don’t bother with arsebook either, I just can’t be bothered since I’ve already got message boards and email as a means of keeping in touch with folks. I don’t think I could cope with another one!
I’ve only skimmed today as I’m busy organising things for an event tomorrow. This afternoon’s mission is to find scrap pads, pens, pencils and clipboards, and to sort out the necessary gubbins for making drinks for visitors. I’ll get my pinny…
Hugs, yays, boos, trouts and appropriate/inappropriate appendage-crossing for those that need it!
Just driving by!
I’ve been texting with TVMan’s son’s godmother who works at a major corporation who might start ordering lunch from us!
Back to work now… More on H2O aerobics later.
Wow, Bobbio. Nice to get a reminder of why you volunteer, isn’t it. Sorry for such a sucky week otherwise.
Safety first, swampy! What can you do to prevent this incident from happening again?
My theory on Evil Assistant is that s/he’s calling in sick to avoid being fired.
I’ve emptied the dishwasher, made and eaten French Toast, picked the tomatoes that I was wondering what to do with and pureed them for spaghetti sauce. They’re simmering as I type. (No, I didn’t peel or seed them; that’s way too much work.)
It’s dripping outside. I hope it’s not going to be this way all day. I’d much prefer an actual shower and then to have it clear up. Can someone do something about that, please?
Today’s soundtrack is Juan Luis Guerra/440 Llave de mi corazón. I’ve had this album for a while, but haven’t listened to it much. I like it better than I’d remembered. They’re one of my favorite groups.
Off to tackle the garage.
GT
Monday night I had to go to the Rescue station to fill out an incident report on 881 vs. Bambi, and that same question was at the bottom.
My answer: “Shoot more deer.”
I’m skimming this morning just trying to keep an eye and spy, I mean keep up with the news.
Bob - Sounds like a terrible run of losing friends. Sorry about that.
As for WLS - I was married to someone and have a unique perspective of watching someone “change” if anyone has questions for me.
For me, well I had heard about these newfangled things called jobs all you kids were talking about so I went out and got me one. And I liked it so much I went out and got a second one. So by day I am a mild mannered shop keep in a store that sells high end organic pet food and fancy leashes, and by night I am your local bartender. But I alternate days so my kids don’t forget what I look like.
There has been a quite noticeable drop in my dope time though. Guess I’ll have to do something about that!!
Have a good day all.
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rosie’s sig to all!
Good morning!
Damn - I left the window open for so long - I’m just gonna say hi and
zoooooooooooooommm on outa here.
Busy busy busy. :eek: