And you dropped my line about leaving the really juvenile stuff to Swampy for that? :dubious: :rolleyes:
Just curious but… just where is Rue? It’s okay if he’s being cloned somewhere but an absence for any other reason is simply unacceptable.
He’s got a new job, one that leads to lots of good stories about a variety of odd things coming out of cysts on dogs, and he now has less computer time.
I made a coconut-chocolate cake for our work birthday celebration this month. VERY rich, but everyone seemed to like it. I’m on a major sugar high now though and am finding it hard to sit at my computer. I’d rather be bouncing off the walls!
Wow! I hope picuhusband is doing okay, and you too picunurse!
My humor today is truly juvenile. Earlier, I peeked in MPSIMs and read an OP started by BrokenWind. The thread had to do with farts. The first response to the OP was the poster’s rather unfortunate screen name in relation to the subject of his thread. I was thinking the exact same thing, but when I read it, it struck me as hilarious. The posts that followed were funny too. Anyhoo, after I read the OP and the first response I BWA-HAAED aloud and had to explain to my office mates why I was laughing.
At any rate, I decided I had to use the restroom after explaining things to my office mates. The restroom I use is a two stall restroom. When I entered the restroom one of the stalls was occupied, so I of course, went to use the second stall. I entered the stall, pulled down my pants, put myself in “hover” position…when…the LOUDEST, LONGEST fart rolled from the stall next door. This was WAY more than I could handle in my juvenile humor mood. So, there I am, in hover mode, trying with all my might not to laugh aloud. I’m sniggering and snerking, and the tears are streaming from my eyes. I was shaking so hard I fell onto the toilet seat.
I could not get out of the bathroom fast enough. Do you know how much it hurts your insides to try and not laugh aloud?
Other than that I have nothing exciting or interesting to add. I was out sick yesterday with a migraine, but that’s it.
I’ve never watched it, I don’t know anything about it, and I’m not interested enough to find out. So while everyone else is watching it, you and I can go thru their coat pockets looking for change.
Yeah. After all, we don’t order apple pie with a la mode, do we? Of course we don’t!! I believe I’ve made my point!
There was a Spanish test today. :eek:
I didn’t know this test existed today. :eek: :eek:
I hadn’t been to 2/3s (exactly) of the classes where we covered what was on this test. :eek: :eek: :eek:
Cry for me, guys.
It’s just because no one realises that au means with in French. It’s annoying.
pic, prayers headed out. Blessings on you both, and I hope everything turns out okay. Keep us updated.
Swept, tidied, vacuumed, and mopped. And had a nap. The sleeping pills my doctor put me on are working, and now I feel like napping all the time out of sheer joy at being able to sleep. And it’s snowing today, which is napping weather.
Time for a before-work hearty supper of soup, bread, and maybe leftover crepes and lemon curd. I suffer so much.
Maybe they should just rename it and call it “ow juice” like I do.
Now, now, bob, we can share him. 
Sorry about that. This always happens when I have too much coffee.
Actually, means “with the” (masculine) in French.
The downside of Christmas music came to me after work when I got into my car to be greeted by the glurge-weighted baseball bat of “The Christmas Shoes”. shudder
I can’t think of a single time in french where “au” means “with”. “Au” is the contracted form of “A le”. “A” can mean all sorts of things, like of, at, on, and probably others that I can’t think of right now.
Sean, it’s not just you. Although I attribute my current state to the excess French onion soup I’ve ingested in the past 2 days.
I am deadly. HEAR ME ROAR!
[sub]could be TMI[/sub]
BRRRR - it be chilly out there! We went into Leonardtown for some errands and dinner. I needed to get a couple of packages of instant pistachio pudding for our Thanksgiving dinner contribution. It’s what we call “green stuff” - the pudding, plus crushed pineapple, mini-marshmallows, and cool whip. Disgustingly sweet, but yummy, and a sorta tradition. Then we tried out a Chinese restaurant that we recently found out about. It was OK, but probably not worth visiting again. And afterwards, we ran to the Hallmark store to get a birthday card from one of my best friends in Fl - she always sends cards for all occasions and I never remember to send her one. So this year, she’ll probably have a heart attack and die when she sees the card from me. Poor Betty - she’ll be missed… :eek:
OK, swampy, get ready to <snerk>…
This was FCD’s:
You will be called upon to help a friend in trouble.
And mine:
You should be able to undertake and complete anything.
See? It’s a retroactive fortune cookie! You did the MMP and did it very well.
Poor Betty–perhaps it would be more of kindness to just not send that card at all?
I made up a pork chop crockpot dish today-solely to warm the kitchen. Didn’t have much on hand, but it turned out OK.
Dayum it’s cold out there-did some more yard work, but came in when I couldn’t feel my fingers anymore. Saw some sandhill cranes flying hell for leather outta here, though. I love their call.
Harry Potter in 6 hours! yay.
This was FCD’s:
You will be called upon to help a friend in trouble.
<snerk> IN BED! <snerk>
And mine:
You should be able to undertake and complete anything.
<snerk> IN BED! <snerk>
You’re making green junk for Thanksgiving! We call it green junk in my family. My nephew named it. He’s almost 35 and will never, ever, ever live that down.
donkeybear serves you right for not going to class young man!
On and on the au jus business, just stir in some flower and call it gravy. It’s much simpler and yummier that way.
Actually, Betty is a tough old bird - she’ll hang around long enough to send me a nasty card in January!
What kind of flower? A rose? A daffodil? A black-eyed Susan??
A cauli-flower! HAH! I crack me up!
Not everyone can tell a vegetable joke…