Don’t worry. I’m sure they’ll turn up any day now. I’ll let you know just as soon as it happens. The moral of the story is that next time you ought to drive them up here. What is it, a 12 hour round trip? That’s nothing for the happiness of an MMPer, especially one who’s also your wife.
Just as long as you join up young lady. You have to now. We done decided we likes you.
Aw shucks you’re making me blush. Of course, i like you guys too. That’s why i finally decided to join. Cos i’ve been watching you all for years. Yup. Lurking from afar with my geeky monitoring programmes and my CCTV cameras. Not that you should be worried about anything i’ve been recording. Nope don’t you worry your pretty little heads even one jot. 
Lissa I would give up over the donut smuggling iffen i was you. I tried to mail a UK potato to Canada and a customs official ended up dead*. And my Canadian pal DID send me a Canuck potato but it mysteriously disappeared. It’s just too dangerous :eek
*Possibly. Full details of his fate are not yet known.
zelie there’s just no way you can say you kilt a Mountie with a potato and NOT give details. Just isn’t done.
I think I’m going to change the place I get Chinese take-out from. Would you believe that this is my fortune?
Ignore previous cookie.
Oh i didn’t kill a Mountie - he was a Potato Specialist.
Still not helpin’ any.
And I think my boss has gone over the edge. He insists that I send a request for quote out to a company who’s last known address was on Broad Street in new orleans.
Well the street is probably still there…
Actually i don’t think it was me kilt him - there was a rival Potato Specialist took over his job. I think she musta had him bumped off.
Full details will follow when i’m finished enforcing.
The Mounties are getting new uniforms? And how do you make a kilt out of a potato?
I can’t imagine that a kilt would be a practical uniform for a mounted police force. Stirrup leathers pinch. Hard. That’s why you wear tall boots or chaps. (Imagine that, Swampy and Donkey, chaps have uses besides fetish wear!)
Now that’s just crazy talk!
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I am patiently waiting for all the other Diana Gabaldon fans to finish the blasted book so we can talk about it. They’re being slow. That and work is all the excitement in my life this weekend.
Oh, Mr. Lissar and I may go to a movie late tonight. He doesn’t know yet. I’ll tell him when he gets out of the shower.
Why did I automatically think of one of those ruffled lace collar things for your long-haired pup, FCM? Very visable and snort-funny too. As for winter, you mean she doesn’t have a set of winter boots? Clumpity clump, clump, clump, she’d go across your clean floors.
Of course I’ll do your christmas shopping for you gardentraveler, that’ll be fiftyeleven thousand dollars and you do understand I refuse, REFUSE, to set foot in a Macy’s or Mervyn’s, right? Also no brown M&Ms.
Psst, Lissla– how do you and/or the Mr. keep the whole apartment from smelling of catfood? I’ve got mine sealed in a plastic holder thingy, except for what they’re eating, and still the stinkiness!
Chaotic erm… Animal sez: *Well, I’ve got an entire fifth of grain alcohol in my room, and plan on seeing how far I can get with it. *
Y’know donkey, if it were Absolute or some such, you’d not get anywhere till the third date at least. With grain alcohol, it’s a sure home run. Grain alcohol is such a tramp.
Ashes the Amazing guesses at least one of the Oingo Boingo songs was Dead Man’s Party. Right Sean? Too bad my only spoon is actually a spork. Stupid plastic spork, not good for bending, but maybe it’ll make interesting ads pop up.
WinterMute, you are absolutely correct, it’s been a long (yucky) week and waking early is obviously the devil’s work. If we were supposed to sleep at night, that wouldn’t be the time all the monsters come out. You can’t fight monsters and demons if you’re asleep in the dark. Which makes me remember-- how about everybody doing an MMP in the same thread? No I’m not trying to avoid choosing, it’s a brilliant(ly stupid) idea.
Taters, write your cow-orker a referral to the Principal so she goes away for a while. In third grade, if Mrs. Crutcher had done that, I wouldn’t have had to stab my seat partner in the wrist.
When did taters start wearing kilts? When she became a potato sniper with the Canadian mounted police?
Well, don’t look at me, lissla. I’m currently reading the second book of the Eragon series called Eldest by Christopher Paolini. I like stories about dragons and elves and dwarves and magic and stuff.
winnie, they prolly make them kilts outta the peels. Sorta like hula skirts. 
sean, is that request going snail mail or e-mail? Maybe the company’s got temporary quarters and would appreciate the biddness.
Is it 5:30 yet??? :o
And one of the remaining two was “Weird Science.” 
Some of the people we deal with down there have already relocated, one to Omaha and another to Pittsburgh. But with these guys,
Phone: Answered by a recorded voice saying to try again later because they’re having “technical difficulties.”
Fax: Our machine keeps coming back with a “No answer” error message.
E-mail: Delivery failure notification message, so fast it seems that I haven’t even sent it yet.
Nope, they ain’t gonna answer us. And my boss was having a brain fart. He now unerstands that it is a totally stupid and futile gesture to try to get a quote out of them anytime before the next decade.
Ashes[SUP]2[/SUP] you may be right. They do tend to play the same songs every Friday. But I like it all the same. Draelin no “Weird Science.” A couple of songs from the first album, though.
zelie I haven’t forgotten. What is the Lethal Canadian Potato lowdown?
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I wonder where the mentalist one came from. It’s all about the fighting ignorance with Google innit?
I wasn’t able to post for a little while yesterday (didja miss me?) 'cause I changed my e-mail address in my profile and that upset the hamsters. But a very nice administrator person set everything right.
Our back yard is fenced. Unfortunately, along one side, instead of chain link, it’s the flimsy welded wire type fencing. The openings are maybe 6"X10", but it’s thin wire, and Bernie figured out that she can squeeze her way out. We talked about replacing it, but there’s more than 300’ along that part of the yard, and counting the fencing and replacement posts (the old ones are rusty and sad) it’d be a bunch of $$$ that we’d rather spend on something else, so the cheap route is the leash. I wish our dog was dumber and hadn’t figured out she could escape.
No, I can. To clear up the “next week” confusion, I will be home from Oct 3 - Oct 10. I will start the MMP on Oct 3, which is now the day my inlaws arrive, but that’s another story. I will be up bright and early to let the doggie out, and we’ve got an appointment at 9 AM with the surgeon to do whatever he needs to do before the operation. So I will dream up something clever, exciting, funny, thought-provoking, moving, and/or adequate. Or not. It is intimidating to consider filling Rue’s shoes, (although filling them with shaving cream might be funny) but I shall do my best to start things off for the week. And for the weak.
I’m sure something exciting will happen this weekend to provide a springboard for hijacks.
I’m sure you will do fine. We all know how special rue is but it’s also the whole MMP so we’re right behind you fcm
Bah, it didn’t en let me open it. Not that I tried, but I was expecting from your description that it’d just jump in my lap and twist its own cap off.
Just for kicks, I would like you all to be privy to what I’m going through today in regards to Hell’s Wedding. The following is excerpted from an actual email exchange between the bride and myself.
Bride: I had my fitting, Gram is picking up my dress on Monday. It’s tight. I don’t like the way it pushes up my back.
Me: Nobody’s going to be looking at your back, and your veil will hide it, anyway.
Bride: I thought of the veil, but it moves.
Me: You know you’re going to look beautiful, but it’s my job to keep telling you that. lol Seriously, even though the veil moves, it’s going to still cover your back most of the time. And I’m pretty sure that once you’re in the dress and getting on with it, you’re not going to be thinking about your back.
Bride: I kind of wish I got a wrap.
Me: You won’t need the wrap, your back will be fine.
Bride: You should see what my back looks like in that dress!
Me: And if you bought a wrap, you wouldn’t want to carry it around and you know it.
Bride: The forecast changed. Now it’s supposed to be windy and 71. Which means in the low 60’s when the ceremony starts. And windy. It’ll be blowing my veil around so I can’t hide my back fat.
Me: I promise you that nobody’s going to care about your back fat but you.
Bride: I think people will notice the back fat, you don’t think so?
Me: I swear to you that at your wedding, nobody’s going to be thinking “Wow, that was nice, but Shannon’s back looks fat.” The only people who will be thinking about the back fat are you and possibly me, because now I’m going to have to look. And I can also promise you that you are probably the only one who’s going to think your back is fat at all.
Bride: Well it’s not that it’s fat, but the dress pushes the skin up in the back so it looks that way. Or it’s just fat.
Me: Strapless dresses do it to everyone, I swear to all that’s holy that nobody is going to come up to you and say “Hey, your back is fat.”
I’m glad I love her. And I’m glad it will all be over in a week.