sari you go to the doctor. I can lecture if’n I need to you know. Do you want that? I didn’t think so. Now, march yourself to the doctor, young lady!
Dindin is et, kitchen is clean and da bear is tahrd. Seriously, I am considerin’ betakin’ myself to the bedroom to watch teevee and fall asleep early.
Peter Treadwell?
Timothy Treadwell, who didn’t tread too well into bear country it seems.
It looks like a lot of fun playing with wild animals but there is no room for mistakes.
I looked up my old doctor and he seems to still be in business and at the same place, I got his number and will call.
Oh yes.
His Mama still has his Teddy Bear, according to* Grizzly Man.*
The bears cached the remains they did not eat.
It pisses me off that he got his girl friend killed.
I heard the tape, horrible way to go, do not ever listen to it. I had a “friend” who thought it would be “cool” to listen to and played it for a group of us, unannounced. A**hat. The girlfriend surely did not deserve that.
I spent most of the day practicing “Billie Jean” and finally feel pretty good about it. The Bass part is hard because, on the record, it is a synth part and getting the feel is rather difficult. Yeah Me. I also was invited to a ukulele beginner class and think I am going to go next week. Midget and I can do “Dueling Ukes” or something. 
Sari go to the Doc and get outta that house.
Cheers all
Jim
I thought Werner Herzog had control of the tape and did not make it public.
That is why G-d allowed men to invent firearms.
Very f–king large firearms.
Since I cannot sleep for some reason let me take a few moments to tell you about my week. My mom went out of town for a couple of days and so my dad was having to travel back and forth to take care of my grandparents. One day earlier this week at about 6 in the morning there was an explosion or something that sound like something very, very heavy fell. Immediately afterwards the furnace came on. I didn’t know if it was a coincidence or not so I shut it off. I didn’t see anything upstairs so I went downstairs to check. The noise was so loud that it even woke up my grandparents who can’t hear very well.
So, I called my dad and he came up and didn’t see anything inside or outside the house. And he turned the furnace back on. The next morning I get up out of bed and open my door and I smell gas. Then I open the basement door and I smell gas a bit stronger. I looked at the thermostat and it was set for 72 or something like that and the furnace wasn’t working properly because it was only 68 in the house. Once again I called my dad and turned the furnace off. This time because I smelled gas I loaded myself, my grandparents, and my dogs into the car to wait for my dad to get here. Of course by the time he got here, there was no gas smell. Just to be safe, though, he called a furnace guy who will be out on Saturday.
As a result, we’ve been without heat for 3 or so days. Fortunately it’s not terribly cold, although my grandparents live in the basement so it’s always colder down there. It’s a good thing we all have electric blankets!
And there you have the exciting story of my week from the chilly household of the Scones Family.
Canes win!
: sending warms thoughts to the Sticky household :
oooh, There is some serious shit about to go down at work. I had a co-worker steal a client from me, and if they think I am some goody-goody, too nice, pushover they have another thing coming. :mad:
Better safe (cold) than sorry (blowed up!)
I opened a pull top can earlier but the top didn’t come all the way off. In trying to push the top into the can so that there wouldn’t be a sharp edge sticking out, I managed to cut my thumb right next to the nail. I immediately ran it under cold water & put pressure on it for a minute or two but didn’t see any blood so I thought it was merely a flesh would. But, No, if I didn’t hold pressure on it, it would start to bleed…for almost two hours. My other fingers were sore from squeezing so long that I ended up fashioning a rubber band ‘tourniquet’. Of course I managed to open it up again when I removed that. It didn’t look too big or deep but given how long it was bleeding, I was thinking I might need to pay the ER a visit for a stitch.
Think I may need to partake of a little ‘liquid pain killer’
I have a black eye! :eek: No, hubby didn’t sock me, I didn’t run into a door. All I did was use my netty pot because my sinuses were stuffy. Afterward, I thought I had something in my eye, hubby looked and couldn’t see anything. A half hour later I had a shiner. I must have broken a blood vessel near my tear duct. No, I’m not taking a picture of it.
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffienatin’. YAWN 'Tis 72 Amurrkin out and rainy with a predicted high of 80 for the day. It’s not supposed to rain all day which is good cause I have to go to the southwest forty for a while today. ICK!
This is worthy of bein’ embroidered on a throw pillow.
Also, sic 'em Apes!
StickyBuns be glad you smelled gas. It’s worth a couple days of bein’ a little chilly to have a safe workin’ furnace.
picu those netti pots can be so mean!
Now I need more caffiene and rumbly tummy wants sustenance. Then, alas, irk purtification must commence. Oh well, at least 'tis Firday.
Happy Firday Y’all!
Oh yes, I completely agree. I’d rather be cold than go kaboom. It was a rather chilly walk from the bathroom to the bedroom after I took a shower this morning. :eek:
So, here it is, my last day of my first placement. There’s going to be two little parties because I work with a 2nd grade class and a 3rd grade class. Cookies and punch for everyone (and pencils and bookmarks)! And Miss Scones trying not to get all sentimental and cry because she’s going to miss her students. The 2nd graders gave it away already that my mentor teacher took a picture of them for me. :(
Must not cry… Must not cry…
All this talk of grizzlies makes me very glad all I have to deal with are black bears. They just want your bird feeders and trash cans.
It’s my last day on this assignment, finally…I know I keep saying that, but I think this really is going to be the final day. I must phone the agency and see if they’ve got anything else in the pipeline although I quite fancy having a few days off to stay at home and do some baking.
I started day one of the new exercise regime last night. I am hobbling about like a 90-year old cripple today, I can’t believe how much my legs are aching after only the first workout. Can’t give in though, I’ve got round 2 tonight!
Morning all
Along with the budget, did congress also pass a law that I must shower with a spider every morning this week? At least they don’t hog the hot water too much…
Tried to post this last night but the intertubes would not let me.
After a little searching, I believe I listened to the “fake” tape. I had no idea it even existed, gullible me.
When I lived in Fayetteville, we did tons of camping and hiking. Never carried a firearm, we were taught to be a little loud to not surprise the Bears and run when we came upon Pot fields. Never saw a Bear, ran like hell once. :eek:
Happy Freyaday all
Need more coffee
Jim
Then there are the bears that will steal your beer cooler and pic-a-nic basket.
StickyBuns how sweet! How cool of that teacher to get that picture made for you!
Lucky it could be worse. It could have been pointy stick wieldin’ Sri Lankan spiders! :eek:
I did not have to go to the southwest forty this mornin’. The thing I was goin’ for got cancelled due someone I was goin’ to see havin’ the flu. I’m sure it will happen sooner or later, but for now a reprieve. I was nice. I told the person I’m sorry she has the flu and hope she gets better soonest. Still, it’s a dreary, drizzly day so I’m glad I didn’t have to make that 140 mile round trip.
What does it mean, “netty pot”?