Click on the square with an arrow in it, bottom of the screen.
It puts the cam in it’s own window.
My work here is done.
Leavin’ now to go meet OYKW at the fine dining establishment known as Three Squares Diner. I foresee a sallit, hamburger steak with onion gravy, fries and Texas toast in my near future. Now that’s some gourmet dinin’! 
That worked great. Thanks!
As I say at work, “You are very welcome.”
spidey, years and years ago, I moved to a teeny tiny little town about 20 miles north of where I currently live. One Saturday morning, I awoke to gunfire and what sounded like cannon fire.
Come to find out, they were reenacting the ACW Battle of Hartsville, a minor skirmish. :smack: I was hearing gun and cannon fire (but only blanks).
You’re resident gourmet is back from his fine dining adventure. You know it’s upscale when the dressin’ for the sallit comes in a packet. 
Also, I have taken the biiiiiiiiiiiiig trash can down to the road thus accomplishin’ today’s major domestic task. Go Me!
I have cleaned the Stately Manor, done the laundry, done the cooking, and chatted with Complicated Friend about fixing a computer issue I was having. I am no longer having a computer issue. I also am reassured that I was right in following his example in cutting someone out of my life a few years back and know about how to connect a Wii nunchuk to a computer. Our conversations are wide-ranging.
Now I shall play some form of Elder Scrolls game. I’m thinking Skyrim. I’m in a nordic mood tonight.
Spidey, my friend, you need trepanning. Two holes, one to pump the bleach in, one to pump it out.
I should be very glad to help.
A drill, 1/4" inch beach, some 1/4" aquarium tubing and a couple of pumps should do the job.
flytrap how sweet of you to offer to assist spidey to bleach his brain!
Tomorrow night is men’s night over to the churchhouse. Thus, steaks are marinatin’ and beer is chillin’. All is well.
I am yawnin’ my haid off here! I reckon it’s time to go lie upon the bed and watch teevee until sleepy time.
Nitey Nite Y’all!
P.S. Do we have a volunteer to start us off in the mornin’?
I’ve still got the grumpies.
Fortunately the house guests weren’t here when I went off on the bill collector. I left them a nasty expletive fill message yesterday, today the same ones had the nerve to call me back and I really exploded.
How many times do I have to tel the dumb asses that this is not Katrina’s number.
What really really really pisses me off though is that they call me, and then tell me that if I am not Katrina I need to hang up because I should not be listening to the message.
Excuse me! You cal ME on MY phone and tell ME I have to hang up!!! And if I don’t!!! Gonna sue me??? Have me arrested??? If you don’t want me to hear the message then don’t call me. If they were really concerned about privacy they would leave a generic message asking Katrina to call their office.
They are not going to like the message I left them today but I sure enjoyed leaving it.
My poor guests. I asked them to use the backdoor, they didn’t know there was parking in the back. They have been parking out front and walking around to the back. OAOASO’s son has a broken foot.
I don’t know how much longer they are staying. They really aren’t a problem but I like my privacy. I never who is here and when, I thought the gf was here and he was out but they are both out.
**Spaz ** and Red I am debating getting a cat but for now it will be DeCon for my mouseguests (thank you Swampy).
But of course!
Sounds like a great idea. Please do it to yourself & videotape it for my [del]amusement[/del] learning.
Thanks, flytrap!!!
>>sigh<<
You try and help out a friend.
I finished reading both books I brought - Q and R. Five more and I’ll be caught up on what’s been written so far.
Meanwhile, it’s getting late and I’m thinking it’s time for sleepy-bye. Wish it was in my own king-size bed with the memory foam topper… <sigh>
Until tomorrow -*** MWAH!***