Oh, but it’s not the same thing when it’s a whole bunch! Then they can gang together for protection.
Puggy!!!
Points for hot.
Uh, me with my cousin when she was in town with her family a couple weeks ago.
I don’t have a scanner to get any older ones of me on here. But I was a cute lil’ kid, trust me. 
Hee hee the apron/bib made me giggle and giggle. Are they talking about the food or the wearer?
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Now I’m gonna vent at the stupid that is my job…/QUOTE]
What? You don’t have to get on a bridgeline call with fourteen tertially-involved departments and explain that these are vendor-supplied patches and that when it says no reboot is needed that you will in fact not be rebooting the server so there should be no impact to users and that the vendor has supplied a backout plan, which you have validated on a non-production server? Lucky booger.
I’m envious of your simple plan!
I was eating the ribs. I AM the Prime Steak.
What? That wasn’t meant to be funny.
Stop. Laughing.
Yes, that is a turkey. The bags help cook a big bird faster without drying them out. Pic was taken Thanksgiving at BarbeeDoll[sup]TM[/sup]'s house. (I’m just gonna have to get me a photo site) Nope, no Italian in me (well, not since… :eek: Nevermind… 
) Irish, Danish, German and Romanian.
bobbio and mbg y’all are making this ole woman :o
Picky picky picky.
:eek:
How’s that?
OMG I have tears in my eyes I’m giggling so hard.
Yes, that’s what he uses it for. I don’t like it all too much…I like my chicken a bit crispy. This way the meat just all falls off the bones!
The appropriate response here is for the Italian male Dopers to step up to the plate and say “Want some?” and then waggle their eyebrows and perhaps lick them.
You look kind of Italian, but you look Romanian, too.
Spats, that is perfect! How’d you get it to be by itself like that? Thanks!
I centered it. You’re welcome. 
Beautiful. Look how lost and alone he looks.
Boy, everybody’s writing a lot today! I’ve been trying to catch up, but every time I stop to do some work and then come back, there’s more to read before commenting!
The pix are great, but I’m looking at them very slowly because I don’t want to be seen doing too much non-work stuff at work. But those I’ve seen are good. I’ve only got a couple online at this point because… well, I’m lazy. I’ll have to find them later.
Anyway, happy Tuesday everyone!
[bad German accent]Hmm, I zee … Und maybe zis is indicative of ze problems in your life? Tell me about your childhood … [/bad German accent]
Dogbutler, I agree with you. "Specially here in Georgia, it seems strange to be thinking about ice hockey while the asphalt is melting. I went down yesterday to pay on my season ticket and found out we signed one of last years goalies! That is good news. So far we have three guys signed. Our season starts October 27.
Tonight is the circus, and I’m all excited.
Does anyone know of anything that will stop armadillos from digging in your yard?
Very well, where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink, he would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Some times he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy, the sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament. My childhood was typical, summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we’d make meat helmets. When I was insolent I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds, pretty standard really. At the age of 12 I received my first scribe…
Armadillos?
Good god, woman, where do you live?
Have I mentioned lately that I hate SAP? Last August, we rolled out the new, improved system: SAP for everything. It’s nice to have everything in one place, instead of sixty jillion different programs and passwords. It’s not nice to have a program that is so user unfriendly that if you press enter at the wrong time, it kicks you out. Bleh.
And then I have the guy who wants to fly first class from LAX to SFO. :rolleyes: He’s been running our Bangkok office the past couple of years; he’s in for quite a shock when he gets back to the States permanently at the end of the year. Actually, none of our expats who come back from Thailand stay here very long. They get spoiled, what with them keeping their Bay Area payrate, plus the expat differential. Then they get back and discover that they aren’t all that and a bag of chips.
It’s slightly cooler today. When I got home, my poor girl kitty’s fur was sticking up in all directions and she had the most pathetic mew. I wonder if I should get her shaved, since this heatwave is supposed to last until the weekend. I put ice in their waterdish, which was HOT and they spent the rest of the night hovering over it. Poor kitties. I put ice in their dish this morning again.
That’s preposterous. You can’t really expect me to believe this load of bullplop. I mean, seriously.
Al Gore invented the question mark.
I spilled water on my pants. Now I look like I peed on myself. Know what? I don’t care! Maybe the next time I need to pee, I’ll just go ahead and pee on myself since I already look like I did. Plus, I have a headache, so I really, really don’t care. Oh and it’s hot. I hate today.
Puggie do I spy Ritz[sup]TM[/sup] crackers in that pic? Turkey and Ritz[sup]TM[/sup] crackers? Hmmm… maybe if there was also some cheese. Turkey and cheese on a Ritz[sup]TM[/sup] cracker. YUM!
I think all the smilies look good against black:
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:dubious:
:smack:
:wally
;j
:o
:eek:
:mad:
What? No talk of shorn scrota, Mika?