Guest MMP: I got a rock

It’s 13C right now. It’s cold. It’s beautiful. I love cold. I get to wear warm clothes and snuggle under the blankets and drink hot chocolate. I love autumn.

My ex-boyfriend used to wear a kilt.

It’s possible, you just have to use a different technique. :slight_smile:

Huh. I feel guilty for not going crazy for men in kilts. Not that I don’t like men in kilts, but the kilt just doesn’t add anything to the Total Man Experience (TME).

I need to go to Walmart for some interesting things. Yup. I have to get mouthwash, soap, milk, and coke. Well, caffeine-free-generic-diet-cola, but “coke” is shorter. And contributes to the cheapening of a trademark.

swampy, the protest/meeting is scheduled a few hours before the party. Not that that means that there won’t be drinking beforehand, but I think that even silly frat boys are smart enough to not bring alcohol on campus while protesting, lest they be shooed away while we all laugh at them.

Ditto. Although I don’t feel guilty. Kilts are…meh.

You know why the Scots started wearing kilts? So the sheep wouldn’t hear the zippers…

No, that’s why Hal wears kilts …

That thread will never die. And I still think it’s funny.

It’s the burly man inside the kilt that does it to me! : drool :

Well, if he were wearing a kilt, that would be OK. What if it’s a naked* burly Irishman?

trots in to do the Scottish ad

[Scottish Ad]Come to Scotland! It’s great. And not as cold as you were expecting. And our accents are way sexy. And you can get bespoke tourist advice from a zelerton near you[/Scottish Ad]

tsk google are slow - they are still on about nails.

My Monday starts well before yours FairyChatMom so if i’m feeling mischievous i might start the Guest-MMP. I know i’m new but i feel entitled cos i have lured a cool person to join the dope. You should prolly meet her on Monday.

I was bad at work today. We had a departmental meeting that i didn’t really want to go to so i was dragging my feet on the way there and kinda got behind the pack a little. So i was standing at the lifts with a friend and we both just looked wearily at each other and then sodded off to Starbucks for an hour. Nobody caught us though so i’m happy :smiley:

On a serious note i would like to second the move to put a leash on a black dog. When i was four i watched our black lab puppy run across the road to greet the father of a friend one dark night. And then there’s a bit of a gap in my memory. And then i remember my mum screaming in horror and my dad running out to check if the dog was still alive and then everyone was crying together. I’m guessing that gap in my memory is there for a good reason :frowning:

Burly men at whatever stage of dress or undress they choose are always welcome at the swampcave. :wink:

They wouldn’t be naked if they were wearing a kilt. We’re just naked underneath.

What’s kinda funny is that for as much as I’m into leather, leather kilts I’m seeing just don’t do anything for me.

IAMS (Iams? Iam’s?) dry kitty food is smelly. Not nasty fishy, just objectionably grain-y. Ain’t gonna buy it no more because my whole place smells of cat food. There’s a joke in there somewhere.

FCM and other dark-dog owners-- how about a reflective collar? Just as back up, if they actually work. Our doggies have always been black and white, conviniently.

Swampy, a lovely throw pillow for you could read: ‘Burly men have the swampcave as their oyster.’ So there’ll be no doubts, wahoo!

Kilts are lovely on the right guy. Guys with good legs, especially in the knee region.

My mom is getting a chicken-themed dust pan and brush for christmas, but she doesn’t know it yet. She’ll love it. Really.

Then why am I still out in the bushes? :dubious:

My debit card got stolen, or lost and then used, either way. I went online today to check balances, and I saw that I was in the red 300something dollars. Turns out that someone went on a shopping spree at somewhere called “GQ Fashion.”

Arrrgh, must control FIST.OF.DEATH!!!

I have been killing myself trying to come up with a new way to analyze some data. I created a good overall product, but I want to break it the data down by department. Normally this is not a problem, but the field I need to use to create the data has abbreviated dept names along with a numeric indicator indicating type of coding that has occurred.

Now, NORMALLY, this would present a minor difficulty, BUT due to my very LOUD office mate I am unable to concentrate. One of my other office mates came to me with some questions about another project we’re working on and I couldn’t even concentrate or comprehend how to explain what we need to do. I finally told him, loudly enough (I thought) for the LOUD office mate, that I couldn’t concentrate on anything due to noise level in our office. Do you think Miss Loud understood? Nope, just kept right on going in her outdoor voice. Grrrrrr Grrrrrr Grrrrr Grrrrr :mad: Only one more week, only one more week…God, I HOPE it’s only one more week.

I came home looking for a drinky poo, but we’re all out of vodka. I may have to settle for some wine, but I don’t want to drink a whole bottle, and a bottle of red wine should be drunk up all in one sitting. Mr. Taters is not into wine, so I’m on my own there.

I think I’m gonna find me something to drink, read my paper, and do my crosswords.

I’ll check in later.

Unfortunately, her coat is so long and thick, her collar mostly disappears. But I learned my lesson. If it’s not daylight, she’ll be leashed. Oh, I am looking forward to winter… :rolleyes:

‘Funny and unique t-shirts!’

Reflective vibrating penguin. Take that, google ads.

IAMS food is smelly. It’s Mr. Lissar’s job to feed the cats. He’s tougher than me.

Well, the frat party was a big flop. I couldn’t find the damn house. I could tell you where 3 of the 5 frat houses on campus are without blinking, but those elusive other two…

Well, I’ve got an entire fifth of grain alcohol in my room, and plan on seeing how far I can get with it.

Kidding! I’m going to do what I should have done instead of trying to go to the party, which is figure out these horrible physics problems.

And the meeting? How did that go? Protest or no? Oh - and you reported your lost/stolen card, right?

Poor Taters! Good thing the end is in sight. Have you tried earplugs in the meantime?

Ashes - can I hire you to do my Christmas shopping for me? Pleeeeeeeeease?

When I went to post last night, my connection went out. That was frustrating. So instead, I went to bed early, which I really needed. (Maybe it was all a conspiracy to make me get a reasonable amount of sleep; didn’t work completely, but I probably got more than 6 hours.)

Anyhoo, my nail strategy is similar to Lissla’s. They grow. I trim them. I used to keep them really short because they’d break easily, but I can get them pretty long now before I lose one and start over again. My once annual nail polish is generally either red or pink… For a moment, I felt left out as I’ve never seen the Prince of Tides. Then I got over it. My blurry image of this movie now includes a clear shot of Barbra’s nails.

Nothing really new here. Sinuses are better. Sleep helps.

GT

donkeybear you did report the lost debit card, right? Good for you for studying rather than partying. So, tell us, did the protest go off? I can’t believe you didn’t mention it. Remember we are a nosy bunch!

gotpasswords I hear ya on the leather kilts. Just doesn’t sound right. Harnesses, jackets, vests, chaps, pants, however… : drool :

Draelin and Anabobanfana, I didn’t know that these were rhetorical questions.

Well, it’s Friday, so that means I’n listening to a bunch of '80s songs on an internet station out of San Diego. I really like it when they do three Oingo Boingo songs in a row.