I am definitely in favor of good news.
Happy belated, ems!
Now could you all kindly stop flaunting your color coding skills in front of me? You’re making me jealous.
I am definitely in favor of good news.
Happy belated, ems!
Now could you all kindly stop flaunting your color coding skills in front of me? You’re making me jealous.
Congrats Vunderbob and thankyou everyone! Swampbear you are truly amazing. The snow wasn’t the issue - well it was for my guys who were out in it but the stoopid drilling rig they were out on waiting for the stoopid job got stoopid stuck and wanted us to pump some stuff that meant that I had to organise stoopid hotshots of stoopid test equipment and talk to stoopid big boss type people to tell them that yes we are jumping through all 78 hoops that we need to for the stoopid client. :mad:
Anyways CGITOTD has been out of town for couple days for work but he is back tonight so some celebrating/kissing of owwies may be done :d
OK, time for a shameful food confession - I made store brand hamburger helper lasagne for dinner. BUt I added onions and mushrooms, so it was sorta like cooking.
I really do know how to make real lasagne - in fact, I’m going to build one to take when I go tend to my baby. I must redeem my culinary reputation.
Sometimes ya just gots to take the shortcuts. I do the same stuff myself only jazzed up like you did. Ain’t nuttin’ wrong with it. I throw in a nice green salad and some good crusty bread to show I’m making it special and that makes it all right. Should a complaint arise, then I am more than happy to get taken out to dinner instead. 
Yay, VunderBob!!! (Why exactly don’t we have a graduation smiley?)
HAPPY BIRTHDAY,ems!!!I’m still giggling about the dance class guy. It IS a relief to know that it wasn’t Ex.
We’re also scheduled to get snow on the weekend, although I’m guessing if we get anything it’ll be slush since the highs are supposed to be well above freezing.
We don’t. Or maybe I just have a particularly unruly crew. We cheer and clap and generally make noise that probably bothers the neighboring departments.
I’ve only been home for a little while, so I’m just now getting around to considering food. Any suggestions? Maybe I’ll start with brownies. Baked them a couple of nights ago. They’re from a package, but I added dried cheries and sliced almonds. They’re the extra-fudgy variety and are YUMMMM.
GT
Congrats Bob!
Happy Birthday ems!
Okay, whomever keeps sneaking into my house while I’m gone and feeding my dog Brussel sprouts and broccoli so she can produce the most noxious farts possible while laying near my chair, I will catch you! And when I do … I’m going to lock you in a tiny unventilated room with her.
I can’t colour code either, LOW. Let’s hide in a corner from the meanies and sulk.
I made a huge batch of stew (yes, again) and an equally large batch of scalloped potatoes with cheese today. Besides sweeping, vacuuming, mopping, and going to work for six hours. Cooking doesn’t really happen on the weekend, with me working 8 hours a day, and Mr. Lissar working 12 hours a day. I make huge batches on Thursdays and Fridays, and there’s food until Tuesday. Next Tuesday will be hyper-busy because of Other Quasi-Daughter coming to visit, too.
The scalloped potatoes are good. I haven’t tried the stew yet. That will be tomorrow.
Oh, yes- there’s this guy I think of as Creepy Burnt-Out Hippie who comes into work several times a weekend. He’s at least 55 or 60, with long wavy grey hair, and these eyes. He gives the best stoned-significant-weirdo eye contact I’ve ever seen. He’s got a long history of coming in and saying totally random things.
“You got anything Swiss?”
“Why don’t you have H.P Lovecraft? He’s like, important.”
“You must have a lot of books here.” No. No we don’t. It’s a clever illusion.
“I’ve, like, seen the boss here.” Good for you. He’s clearly visible. He’s a 6 foot 7 shouting Dutch man. It’s not hard to see him.
“Everyone has auras, right? Anyone can see them. Even kids can see them.”
He came in today to look at me in a significant way, and to ask when one of my co-workers was in next. My youngish, tactless, no-nonsense, sarcastic male co-worker. I really don’t understand. I don’t think he’s gay, and I cannot under any circumstances figure out why he’d want to know when Co-Worker is going to be in. I don’t think he’s (let’s call him Dagon, because of the Lovecraft thing) trying to avoid said Co-Worker. I don’t understand, but if I did, it wouldn’t be a typical night with Dagon.
Happy Birthday, ems, and congrats to you, Bob.
I get up and cause havok in other people’s cubicles. Especially Roundboy. I love to torment him.
I go talk to the eye candy we have here at Technical Thingies, Inc.
I go outside (when the weather is nice) and smoke.
I listen to the 1800 some songs I have loaded on iTunes. A lot of it would be considered subversive by folks in authority positions.
And when nothing else works, I have a Homer Simpson Rubic cube thingy I got in the SDMB Secret Santa that I still can’t get lined up right.
Of course, I’ve been so crazy-go-nuts busy the last two days, the time has just flown by for me.
Good job, Bob!
(Can we learn it?
Yes! We! Caaaan!)
Happy birthday ems!
Merry Earth Day, everyone!
Jolly weekend to all!
Congratulations Bob, and happy birthday Em! And for the rest of you lazy duffers - what have you done to deserve well wishes? C’mon - slackers!
I’ve been in training all week - it’s alright. Plus side is it’s time away from cubeville. Minus side is that all the work that I usually have 8 hours to deal with gets compacted into 3 hours - 1 before class, during lunch, and after class. And since I just came back from my trip to visit the ROUS’s (good ref!), stuff was piling up from then.
I was a lazy bum this week and didn’t do any cooking. Between frozen dinners/salt licks & excessive vacation eating, I am feeling a wee bit more rotound than normal. I’m looking forward to cooking again - after this weekend (not going to be around to play).
Susan
Happy Earth Day/Rainy Friday everybody. It’s raining here. I hope it quits this morning cause the sprinkler guy is coming to my house this afternoon to fix some of the sprinklers. ACBG is off today and he’s hanging out at my place. I put markers out (they’re little sticks) at the sprinklers that need fixing. Three heads need replacing and I don’t know if sprinkler guy will show up if it’s raining. Also, ACBG is on a quest to find apparitions. He’s been quite fascinated with the VM thing on that underpass in Chicago. This morning he spotted RuPaul without makeup on the steamed up bathroom mirror when I got out of the shower and last night he spotted Diana Ross and Minnie Pearl waltzing when he shined a light on the fence in the backyard. I may have rubbed off on him a little too much.
Also, I very thoughtfully bought all the necessary ingredients to make cheesecake and pointed out where the springform pan is located. That should be enough of a hint for even him. Have I mentioned he makes a yummy cheesecake?
EEP! Thunder boom! :eek:
Launching rubberbands is always good. Nobody knows just where they come from.
fcm, don’t feel guilty. Cooking from scratch is SOOOOOOOO Twentieth Century. :rolleyes: Sides, you know you can iffen you wants ta.
liss, mmmmmmmmm, stew. Sounds good for the weekend since swampy’s gonna shoo all that cold stormy weather down here by tammara. I don’t get it. It’s almost frickin’ May already and we’re still getting below average temps. When the hot weather finally DOES get here, it’s gonna be killer…like in WHOOMP! ARGH!!
Billing is almost done. YAY! Bring on the weekend.
Tupug
We hang out here on the SDMB/MMP! That’s how I kill time. And yell over the cube to other people. But on Fridays there’s no one in my end of the office. So you’re stuck with me instead.
You know that nice new yogurt maker I got a week ago? (I think I mentioned it here.) Well, I ruined it last night. It has a plastic insert thingy that you put the milk in and while I was getting everything ready, I put that on the stove. And then I turned on the stove. And then there was this awful smell of burning plastic. And now the plastic container thingy has no bottom. And one of my burners on the stove is encased in plastic. :smack: Anyone have any ideas how to get plastic off the calrod thingy on a stove?
Happy Friday and Earth Day all! The sun is shining and temps are supposed to reach around 75 degrees. Yeah!!! Spring is here!
I made chicken patty sanniches and french fries last night. Sometimes you just gotta take advantage of convenience foods!
I don’t really do anything subversive here in my little office; well I cruise the MMP and I too, go out and smoke. But…I do not take advantage of smoke breaks. Usually one in the morning, one right after I eat, and another around 2:30 or 3:00.
The daughter and I are getting our hair done tomorrow. I just love letting other people mess with my hair. I’m way overdue for a haircut and a color job.
taxi, is your stove a smooth top range or a regular range with the concentric rings burners? If it’s a smooth top you might be abe to scrape the burnt plastic off with a little plastic scraper thingy. If it’s the other kind, you might as just well go out and purchase a new burner.
The sun is out…I don’t want to be here at work…
I think you’ll either have to replace the thingy, get used to the smell of burning plastic, or sandblast it.
Of course, I can’t give a proper estimate over the internet. Ship your entire oven to me, I’ll take a look, and then let you know what needs to be done.
Sean, will the Factotum Family be running a booth at the Hampton KitschFest this weekend?
Day Off! Laundry (more laundry. Where does it all come from?) dishes, tidying, and maybe a nap.
Bumba, why does the bear on your soap packaging look so sad?
I can answer that. We bears prefer not to bathe alone.
I’m gettin’ cheesecake! A cheesecake is baking as I type. I just called home and the sprinkler guy is there and a cheecake is being baked! I like bein’ spoiled. 
I have no idea what you are talking about. From the title, it does sound interesting, though. Where and when?
The only happenings I know about on your side of the Bay is stuff that Sam McDonald of the Daily Press writes about.