Guest MMP: I got a rock

If anybody besides gardentraveler :slight_smile: was wondering where I was yesterday, I was home watching my new granite countertops take shape. Yup, they are all in now. Looks like a brand new kitchen.

bobbio, great job on the MMP! I think you should donate your gift certificate to a church or charity or somesuch so you can feel like ya done a good deed and not so much like rocks in a sack. How long does it take you to walk six miles? I know I do about a mile in 15 to 18 minutes on my treadmill.

crankyhermit My condolences. The loss of a loved one leaves a void no matter what the circumstances.

donkey, it’s up to the noobs to figure things out all on they’s own. Lessin onna us kool kids takes pity.

Sorry fcm, I’m with your kid. <snerk> retirement classes <snerk>

Tupug

Page 2 and no taxi! I know she was supposed to take care of her friends cat, I think the two cats may still be fighting it out. Maybe she’s just standing, one cat at each arm, trying desperately to keep them separated.
Maybe they won. :eek:

It’s probably thermal shock. The summer-to-autumn transition was rather abrupt this year.

I’ve decided fried chicken, mac and cheese, field peas, corn bread and a big glass of iced tea is what I need for lunch. Why, yes I did see the faxed in lunch menu from Aunt Fanny’s Country Kitchen, why do you ask? We’re gettin’ up an order here at work. It’ll make me feel better. I can have soup tonight cause I got some in the freezer that I can defrost and heat up. I feel so much better when important stuff like that gets decided.

FCM I think you and FCD should invest in a pottery wheel and kiln for when y’all retire. You can make bowls, vases, mugs and all sorts of other knickknacks to share with your neighbors, relatives and friends. They’ll love you for it! Really. Or take up growing copious amounts of zuchinni and leavin’ em on people’s doorsteps.

Up to this point, I thought you were going to say something dirty.

I just sold all of my Wal-Mart stock, and I should be receiving a check in 7-10 business days.

I also just walked out of my French class because the professor is a douche. He gave us a mandatory seating chart after the first couple of weeks of class that placed me and the guy with whom I’m splitting the book for the course on opposite sides of the room. So, for the last couple of classes, I’ve been completely useless, as I’ve been bookless. Yet he still calls on me to answer questions. But wait, Mr. Guy, I still can’t answer the question!

So today, I notice that the spot next to the guy who has 1/2 my book is vacant! Success! I sidle on down there, which stops his lecture dead in his tracks. “That is not your assigned seat, chaoticbear.”

"But, we’ve discussed before that - "
“That is not your assigned seat, and you will move back to your assigned seat or I will call security.”
“Ok. ::get up and leave::”

I had wanted to drop his class, but I need the easy GPA boost. See, he’s gay, and apparently, likes the males. And is an incompetent teacher on top of that. I haven’t met anyone who didn’t get an A in his classes, and I also haven’t met anyone on this campus who speaks French.

Would a good enough reason be that we FORCED donkey to go back to being donkey on pain of never taking him seriously again? Though i spose it’d be fun if he was named bear but called donkey. Then i could feel like one of the old-time board members and not a n00b. Can someone remind me to pony up the dough on the 7th?

Cat on each arm huh? I remember stepping out of the shower one morning and bending down to get the post as i walked by the front door. It was an important letter so i stood and opened it there and then while clutching a rapidly slipping towel…and then glancing down to see the cat come in the catflap…and then noticing that he had invited his mouse friend back to ‘play’…and a few seconds later i was standing there with an opened letter, rapidly slipping towel, wriggling mouse by the tail and fending off a cat intent on using said mouse as a punchbag and pushing away cat2 who had come to see what the ruckus was about with my foot (which was the only limb i now had spare). In the end i was nekkid and just threw the damn mouse out the catflap before dragging nekkid self, letter, towel and two pissed off cats into my room so i could have a think about things.

I’m here! I’m here! My cat (singular at the moment) did not eat me. I just needed a mental health day. I slept in and then sat in front of the tv, alternately reading Harry Potter and watching tv, all day. Oh and I did clean my fridge. And made some homemade soup. So the day wasn’t a total loss. I was going to log on to say hi to everyone, but my silly modem’s not working for some unknown reason.

My wonderful **KeithT **sent me some banana bread that arrived yesterday. YUM! I am a lucky girl!

I was going to ask the same thing. A few years ago I got a quote for a 1 bedroom apartment (moving ~200 miles though) and they said $1500! I said NO WAY! $300 would be great. I think that’s less than I paid for the U-Haul.

I was just about to comment on the same thing… I was wondering why ACBG wouldn’t want to be around for THAT! :eek:

Hey, just add that to the mystery of the multiple Canadian husbands. I say we stick with donkey - there are far to many bears on this board as it is (and are you really bearish, donkey?)

So are show oafs more expensive than regular ones? Do they take special care, like show dogs?
I’m only asking out of curiousity, I don’t have time to follow the shows, or keep an oaf brushed etc. :smiley:

Anyway, you did good VunderBob

Lunch was good but I ate too much, so now I’m sleepy. That is all.

Me, too. And all I et was a Lean Cuisine. :o (This smiley looks sleepy to me so there.)

I had tuna salad for lunch. And salty, crunchy Cheetos. I had a cup of coffee this morning, so I’m not too sleepy.

swampy, wake up!!!

I have been busy doing online training today so I’m all edjamacated and meet JCAHO, Command, boss requirements. Today I took my CBRNE test and scored 100%, along with my Suicide Prevention training. I scored 100% there too. Next up is Force Protection, and then I’m all up to date. Yay, hooray!

Pretty soon it will be lunchtime and I’ll have my usual…salad. The have chicken parmesan on the menu today, but, nah…I think salad will be better.

Other than that, I got nothing.

Okay, I know I know very little about the insides of computers, but this time it wasn’t my fault! If you’re going to capitalize the person’s codeword, rather than how it was written, you tell the person! Sweet marshmallow jeebus; I managed to make myself computerless for two days because the one combinaion I didn’t try was capitalizing. Also, I have a peep maker and I’ll bet I could make a marshmallow jesus. The problem is, what color sugar, and are sprinkles on a deity proper etiquette?

Bobbio, did you mean to call the walk show offs as show oafs? Cause that there is funny.

Taters, does your daughter’s school require them to write their names on their clothes? Mine makes you buy a specific uniform that has a space for which to Sharpie your name upon. No one steals uniforms unless it’s for spite and evidently, the proper retaliation is to pee into their locker. I don’t want to know how this is accomplished in the girl’s locker room.

Swampy, if you want you some men in kilts I’ll save you a seat at my family reunion. You’ll have to appreciate bagpipes and be able to throw big-ass logs around though. There will be good whiskeys and ales and stuff, avoid the haggis, bleaurgy random sheep bits that stuff.

Cranky Hermit, you’re absolutely correct; your dad is in a good place now. Still hurts though, dammit.

So this friday I was at the pharmacy, waiting for my prescription, and an older gentleman stood up and yelled “Destiny!” Now I know that’s a name as well, but the way he yelled it wasn’t like he was calling someone, as much as a statement of philosophy. I think that is what life must have been for Salvador Dali. Or not.

I can’t really remember saturday. It was so much like every other saturday, I woke up on sunday, stunned I didn’t have another day of weekend. I should have baked those potato chip cookies for which I found a recipe. How could you resist trying that? It’s either going to be stuningly horrible or delicious. Both ways you win.

[sub]Donkey will always be Donkey to me. Plus and, ChaoticDonkeys are adorable, ChaoticBear makes me go eeeeeeek![/sub]

That one was intentional…

I think so. But young. Think of a poor, hairy-chested man, who at 18, still can’t grow a full beard without it looking crappy.

Yes. You have to use white sugar for regular Jesus peeps, and red and/or black for the Catholic version, to represent the dark and fiery bowels of hell, which is where you’ll go if you eat them.

I’ve had potato chip cookies before. Actually, they’re pretty good.

The red sprinkles should be on the hands, feet and side. I’m not sure which side but AIR on crucifixes I think it’s the left side usually. Maybe you could stick little chocolate sprinkles on the hands and feet to represent spikes.

Maybe I’ll get hit by a bolt of lightning next time I go outside.

I think you should use lily-white sugar for your Jesus peeps and put red sprinkles on the hands and feet, and somewhere on the side, I forget just where. And you could put a ring of gold sprinkles around the head for a halo. I don’t know what you should do for a loincloth. Jesus had loins didn’t he? I would think so.

Well, I’m finally getting this computer sorted out. See, Wifey is now the managing broker at the real estate office and just moved into her big, new, freshly painted, office. Of course, the rule is; the bigger the office, the smaller the electronic gadgetry, so she decided she should have the laptop I bought for the shop, and I should get her desktop 'puter from her old real estate office. It’s a nice computer, but it didn’t like the move. I just got it to talk to the internet last night. I set up my mailboxes this morning, and I’m now listening to Eva Cassidy on Windows Media Player, so I’m making progress.

On preview, I see that Swampy and I had the same thought abnout sweet marshmallow Jesus. I’ll let my post stand however.