You know what’s hard to take a picture of? A mirror. Just a mirror. See, I have a gold-veined mirror, similar to the one Sunrazor was admiring in FCM’s earlier photo. And I wanted to share. But it’s actually mirror tiles, and they are glued onto the wall. (I told you this house was a nightmare, didn’t I?) But I didn’t want anything to take away from the mirror-y goodness (the reflection of my fabulous kitchen, or my hand holding the camera would be too distracting). Alas, I am beaten.
I’m not bald.
For the fantasies of Swampy, though: I AM sweaty and fat. And I have a beard.
Mika is a sweetie, isn’t she? Cute, too. I may have to put her in my pocket and take her home. She’ll fit; I’m wearing my fat pants today.
Time for Exgineer’s MMP thread housekeeping:
Renaisance (sp?) Fairs (Faires?): I understand there’s always an axe-throwing booth. Me, a bunch of nerds, and heavy metal objects do not make for a good combination.
Boats: Two words - Boston Whaler. I can’t be trusted with anything bigger or less foolproof. You can run those things full speed up onto a barely submerged rock and not sink them. Trust me on this.
welby: I’m much better looking, and I’ve never worn a tablecloth while conscious and sober. I think.
swampy’s unfulfilled fantasies: Hell, man, you have a swimming pool and a floating cooler. And a Mustang. I’m just that easy. I’m also married , though, so there’s your problem.
Bitching about work: Apparently some genius around here thinks it’s cost-effective to pay an engineer to code html on top of all the other crap the stupid sucker has to do. I shall have to embrace my inner nerd an attend a RenFaire. Ugh.
Now, if you’ll all excuse me, I have to go score some of that sweet, sweet heroin. Thanks, Mom, that’s how a guy gets a reputation.
Thanks, Ex. 
And yes, there is always axe-throwing, which I am really bad at but do every year anyhoo. There’s also archery competitions.
Swampy , you have a Mustang? Sweet.
Game on! Today is the day the Hurricanes release the mini season ticket plans for the upcoming season. I’m so excited, I could squeal like a [del]pig[/del] schoolgirl!
It’s kind of funny, waiting for ice hockey tickets when it is going to be 98+ today(37 degrees to you metric folk). Saturday is vacation day, I’m flying out to see the parental units in Miss. My uncle Mike and aunt Mary(squeaky dog) will be there. Funny, over the last 3 years I’ve spent more time with Dopers IRL than I have with blood relatives.
Welcome back MBG!! Don’t you just love it when minions won’t make decisions?
Spats, You coveteth my ICE CREAM BAR!
bobbio I think most churches down east are tiny. I’ve seen Catholic churches out that way that are smaller than a Barbie house.
Li-Li, the multi husband, quasi-offspring thing sounds all Deliverancey.
welby, I recomend skipping straight to step 13, and repeating.
I have one pic of me and Mr. Anachi here at work but I don’t have a photo sponor site set up. Who wants me to e-mail the pic to them so they can be the first to see my faaabulousness and then post if for me??? ::crickets:: Anybody?? ::crickets:: 
rifty, oh thanks now I’m hearing the beachboys singing “Hoist up the John B’s sails…”
welby, they just never ask us injuns how things really get done, do they?
Last night was baked chicken and steamed peas. I just splashed the chicken with some chardonney and spices and the peas were frozen in a steamer bag. Not bad but I’d luuurve to get my hands on some fresh peas I could shell. Them is good right outta the pod. Mmmmmmm.
Tupug
Mika, how do you think I feel? Rassin frissin “decision” makers.
Ex, who says I was sober?
You tease!
See, ex does admit he could be had just cause of my pool, floating cooler and 'Stang. I like a man who’s upfront about it all. Angelpants probably would not approve, so, alas!
this is what my I’m a Georgia Voter sticker looks like. Jake ain’t it! Now y’all see why I like stickin’ 'em on my fridges?
These must be Ren & Stimpy references that I’m not recognizing. Keep in mind, I’ve just turned 22. That puts me at a rather young age when the show was actually airing, and I had to fight my parents tooth and nail about watching it. Nevermind the fact that 85% of the adult references went over my head at that age anyway.
I’d be glad to Pugs! elenia25@gmail.com. Have at it!
Oh, I forgot. mika I bought a 2005 'Stang in the spring of (gasp!) 2005. I wasn’t going to do it. I wanted one sure, but I wasn’t gonna do it. Then the local Ford place got this dark metallic gray with red leather interior convertible in. All I was going to do was just go look. I swear. Next thing I know, I’m driving it home. It all happened so fast! I think they drugged me. ACBG (who was with me fortunately cause he drove my other vehicle home. No, I did not trade in a vehicle. That would be sensible. Instead I went from owning two vehicles to owning three) said I had to buy it cause I drooled on it. 
Pics, please! And if I ever come down to the other Albany you and ACBG simply must give me a ride.
Er…in the Mustang, that is.
On it’s way! Thanks! You’re a peach (N.S.P. = Not Swampy’s Peach)! 
Good morning all. I’m feeling slightly more human, thanks for the well wishes.
FCM, the boat looks very nice, really. Well, except for the cushions, but that can be changed. Good luck with the offer.
I’ll try to post pics later. Really, the only ones I have here at work are of me in a bathing suit or wet suit looking wet and bedraggled. welby, has a picture of me from when he, I, fcm, and welbywife met, but I must have broken the camera. BTW, I think welby looks and act like a big ol’ teddy bear. He tries to act all curmudgeonly, but he isn’t. Or, at least he wasn’t the night we met for dinner.
That’s all I’ve got for now. I’ve got a lot of crapola going on here at work and I need to get going.
Well, here is Pugs, but I’m not sure which Pugs is. Pugs is a girl, right? I presume the girl-type in the pic is Pugs!
And Swampy has a peach? :eek: I’m tempted to make a dirty joke about fuzziness…
I want to see Taters in a bathing suit. 
Taters, have you ever read Interesting Times? Well,
There’s a bit in there about Rincewind, who is stranded on a deserted isle. He is quite happy, except what he misses the most is potatoes, since you can’t get them on a deserted isle. When he escapes he actually develops a complex about this, and whenever he sees a beautiful woman he thinks of potatoes, since that’s what he wants most in the world. Anyway, Taters in a swimsuit totally made me think of that. :eek:
Note, I have no reason to put the eek smiley in there, I just like the way it looks - scared smiley in a black box.
Yep, I’m the girly one.
I’m checking out the food on the table. What is that, a turkey? Is it in a bag? My SO makes chicken like that and he loves it. And I’m peering at your house. Is that your house?
Are you Italian?
I like your expression. “Yes?” Very pretty!
Puggy, you’re far babelier than I imagined…
How you doin’?
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Just for you, Meeks.
dog - the SPACE MADNESS bit I remember. That was classic. Hee!