Congratulations! Food and hijacking is always good. Actual recipes are even better. For your next assignment, try TMI. Extra points if you get Swampbear to {snerk!}.
Welcome Revtim, ivylass and Eliphalet**. Really all it takes to be one of the MMP cool kids is to hang out here. And send chocolate to FairyChatMom. And seen beer and cookies (and sometimes cockies) to me.
Revtim here’s an explanation about the MMP from The Guide To The StraightDope. Taters summed it up pretty well though. YAY! Taters!
Recipe? Check.
TMI to squick out swampbear? Honey, I’m good, but I ain’t that good.
Sorry, my cockie is not detachable.
I can play with the extra packaging too, ya know. 
I have a zero day work week. I’m home all week. Only I’m not. We’re flying to Las Cruces (well, El Paso technically, but then we drive to Las Cruces) on Wednesday morning to do the turkey day thing with BSMF’s fambly.
I think we’re going to see Carlsbad Caverns while we’re there. And eat a bunch of green chiles. Yum.
Gotti, I am simply unable to make that compute. I can’t believe there is that much purchasing ever going on. I lead a sheltered life, I guess!
As I mentioned last week, when one is handed a sigline, it is most impolite not to use it. ivylass has handed me a classic! 
Not squick, snerk! The bar is much lower .
That’s full-power, smoke’s coming out of the tape drives maximum capacity.
It’s not just purchases either. It’s people walking up to ATMs and getting cash or making deposits. It’s people paying bills online. It’s interest calculations on savings accounts and car loans. Don’t forget PayPal, bank wires, mortgages and yes, good old paper checks.
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Yes! Yes! I said so on the first page! Is this thing on?
So I’ve heard…
Yeah - that’s pretty much how I do it, but I like melted butter in it along with the broth. And I add in celery, too. Raw onions and raw celery - adds a bit of a crunch to it.
Psst - my name is spelled Dolores.
Like I ever prided my self on spelling! 
I forgot to mention the celery. Of course there must be celery. I’ve never put butter in, but I might now just cause it sounds nummy.
I spent my lunchtime trying to come up with a good Donner Party joke, and fell short.
Welcome to the new people! Don’t forget that you must post any fortune cookie wisdom you receive over the course of the week, as well. Swampy will usually find something to <snerk> about there.
I just found out that my friend’s oldest son, who is eighteen, is going to be a father next year. In my mind, this boy is still ten years old and embarrassed to be seen in public with his mother and her crazy friend. (I vividly recall taking him to see Mission: Impossible and absolutely mortifying him because we were seat-dancing to the theme song.) He’s a great kid, and more responsible at eighteen than I am at thirty. I adore his girlfriend, and I am very happy for them. I just still can’t believe it.
Plus, I get to point and laugh at my friend (who had her first child at 17) for being a grandmother at thirty-six years old.
I’m not sure I understand the grading. Shall I link to the thread I started about my Ivygirl’s onset of menstruation? Is that a snerk or a squick? Maybe a snerk+ or a squick-?
There’s so much to MMP that I don’t understand yet…
I’m in a sig! Wheee!!!
I’m working Thanksgiving and probably Friday and part of the weekend after that.
I have a headache and cramps right now and I really hate insurance companies. My insurance company sent me a letter last week DEMANDING that I go to an appointment on tuesday afternoon at 4pm for an “Independent Medical Exam”* for the treatment from my whiplash injury at the end of June.
*This is an insurance company term which means “We know that you’ve paid us beaucous bucks on premiums for an insurance policy but we are tired of paying for your doctor appointments because we want to keep some of that money for our greedy little shareholders who are already stinking rich and we really don’t give a shit if you’re still in pain or not so we paid this guy who says he’s a doctor but apparently doesn’t see patients for any other reason other than when insurance companies pay him to see them and so we’ve paid him to say you’re all better whether you are or not, so if you refuse to go we can still refuse to pay for your doctor because you are being all suspicious by refusing are sweet DEMAND that we scheduled at the worst possible time for you, so basically either way you’re screwed - bend over a little more for us and don’t forget to pay your premium on time next month.”
So of course Tuesday afternoon is the only time I can’t get out of work because I have to pick up the payroll at 4:30pm. So I called several times last week to try and get this appt changed. I got no responses from the doctor’s office or the company that sent the letter. I finally spoke to someone today and they said they tried to reschedule with the same doctor or a different doctor but no luck. I said well it’s really unfair of you to DEMAND I see a doctor at a certain time and not give me any opportunity to change it when it is inconvenient for me. I said I would go at 4pm but I would leave at 4:30pm regardless of where I was in the appt. There’s really no point in me being there anyway since he’s going to say I’m fine and don’t need any more treatment, it wouldn’t matter if I crawled into his office with my head on backwards.
I hate insurance companies. Insurance companies are why we need so many lawyers. And lawyers are why we need insurance companies. It’s a vicious circle.
:raises hand:
I am also working Thursday as I am on call however the rest of the weekend will spent in jammies watching movies I think.
I saw HP&GOF last night - it is my favourite of the books and also my favourite of the movies so far.
I also had chinese food for lunch so can I be the first to post the fortune please???
The love of your life is right in front of your eyes
Lunch time
Donner Party
short
Hmmm…
A maitre-d (it is so spelt that way!) greets a party at the door.
“Yes, we do have a reservation for the Donner Party for lunch. 16 people. What’s that, sir? 15 now? I see. Had an appertizer on the way over, did we?”
Should I pack myself in popcorn, so that I don’t starve on the trip over there, or in packing peanuts, so you can laugh at me because I’m hungry after 8 weeks in a USPS truck?
Also, what fandango, what???
Fandango:
Most important of the modern Spanish dances, for couples. The dance begins slowly and tenderly, the rhythm marked by the clack of castanets, snapping of fingers, and stomping of feet. The speed gradually increases to a whirl of exhilaration. There is a sudden pause in the music toward the end of each figure when the dancers stand rigid in the attitude caught by the music. They move again only when the music is resumed. This is also characteristic of Seguidillas, similar to Jota.
www.arthurmurraydayton.com/Dance%20Dictionary.htm
So what am I supposed to do with this information?