Also, on the bright side, Jeopardy! is now back to competent Ken Jennings only.
As for the text message Mayim got that she was out, Colbert said it best:
( The directions from Troutman didn’t seem to work for me… )
Also, on the bright side, Jeopardy! is now back to competent Ken Jennings only.
As for the text message Mayim got that she was out, Colbert said it best:
( The directions from Troutman didn’t seem to work for me… )
Hell, you have to do that to buy a can of spray paint in some stores.
I know they check my ID when I buy cough syrup now.
But that’s on the shelf, the pseudoephedrine is locked up in the pharmacy.
It was a third party shipper. So this morning at about 11am I sent a message to the seller through Amazon, as previously suggested, explaining that the package hadn’t arrived and requesting a refund. A little while later I went on DoorDash and ordered some litter from the local PetSmart. They had a discount if I ordered at least $30, so I ordered extra litter to qualify (hey, it’s not like it will go bad, or I won’t be able to use it eventually).
Then I go outside to check my mail at about 4:30, and there is an Amazon box sitting on my porch, with a HEAVY! sticker on it. I drag it into the house, and it’s the litter I originally ordered. I check my emails (I’d been offline all afternoon) and there’s a message from the seller informing me that the package had been delivered shortly before 3pm.
So now I have 120+ pounds of cat litter. That should last me a few weeks!
Rascal has plenty of cat toys scattered around the house, which is why I didn’t just add some to the cost of a single container of litter to bring the total order up to $30.
This does not explain why he felt obliged to wake me up at 4:30 last Wednesday morning to present me with a dead mouse.
Bob Vila is here to help you with alternate uses of kitty litter should you feel the need.
We have never had cats, but I always keep a small bag of the cheap clay stuff in the garage as a more environmentally friendly alternative to salt for slippery spots when it gets icy.
Q: is a slice of banana with a few drops of Tabasco on it an hors d’oeuvre?
Asking for my Brandy glass…
I now wonder about the efficacy of methamphetamine for a sinus headache. I’m not sure any studies have been done, and I’m not going to volunteer to try. But maybe… it could be a miracle cure? I mean staying up all day and night for 72 hours is a bit of an unpleasant side affect, but who knows how much good it can be?
Headache is marginally better today (except when I cough. Oof.) I slept with a heating pad on my head and that’s about the only way I could get some sleep. The Sudafed didn’t work right away but maybe it’s starting to work now, I dunno. So now I can’t sleep due to congestion and coughing instead of pain.
Never mind. Wrong forum.
My wife was driving my car (about four years old at the time) a couple years ago and got hit in the passenger side door. The damage didn’t look too bad to me - replace the door, straighten or replace a side panel, maybe some paint… but the insurance company totalled it. The reason was that several of the airbags deployed in the collision, and I guess those are ridiculously expensive to replace.
The worst part though was that this was during COVID when new cars were practically non-existent and the choice of used cars was pretty iffy.
Sarah Millican has a bit where she talks about training a new cat to use the litter box. Her boyfriend offered to use the box so the cat would have a role model. She imagined the cat looking at the box and thinking, “Who the fuck lives here? Aslan?”
So, get a big enough cat and that 120 pounds will go quicker than you think.
And a happy update to an old rant: at ABA today, my boy peed in the potty for the first time!
I still feel like deep fried ass, but that’s a nice thing to hear.
That’s awesome. Seriously, that is a huge step.
Somehow that made me strangely satisfied inside. I vaguely recall that process didn’t go well for me at a tender age either, and I could sort of feel effusive praise coming from somewhere down in the mists of my forgotten memories.
I hope Wee Weasel (perfect name for the occasion! ) got praised to the Moon. And you deserve a lot of praise for getting him this far, even if maybe you missed his first step into a larger world.
I swear he learns something new every day. It’s crazy how fast he’s been progressing, even socially. We made the right choice.
Excellent to hear!
Congratulations! Not all Holiday Gifts come in a box.