Persius. a.k.a. Percy and Ginny it is.
I believe this is a Beatrix Potter reference.
Or is it Harry?
Glad y’all settled on names flytrap. Not that it will really matter to the cats since they will mostly ignore you if you call 'em. 
I’m hungry but there’s a sweet little dog sitting next to me who is sound asleep. I hate to move and wake him up.
Eat the dog
Just Kidding 
Another blurf day.
I’m getting tired of blurf.
If Cinnamon gots pot roast and FCM gots cake why I am hungry? I need to get out and do some traveling, because driving for hours to get a piece of cake and a slice of roast is more efficient than doing it myself. Right?
I may ride up to Ginos today. Anybody remember Ginos? I stopped the other night being that it’s on the way home after picking my son up from driver’s ed and the burger was pretty tasteless, but that was when everything was tasteless from my cold.
Anyway, a trip back in time about Ginos. Way back in the good old days when the Colts still belonged in Baltimore, two players, one named Don Ameche and the other Gino Marchetti started up competing hamburger joints. I barely remember Ameche’s but it was the kind of hamburger joint where the parking lot had little boxes in each of the spaces and you pushed a button and gave them your order and and someone brought it out to you on a tray that hooked onto you car door. They walked it out though, no roller skates. Ameche’s didn’t last as long as Gino’s. Gino’s eventually went out of business as well.
So there’s the history lesson for today.
So I tried the Gino Giant and I saw they had Ameche Burgers so I may go back today and try one. Now that my taste buds are working again.
:eek:
But this is my boy! His sister, I might consider.
I finally had a protein bar and began the epic cleaning project. I decided to empty the front closet and found that last winter’s mousie had been making it very homey. Apparently he was a connoisseur of dark chocolate but not so into mint as he ate every little bit of chocolate off of about 5 York peppermint patties. 
So now everything is out and cleaned. I was just taking a break before cleaning the closet floor with the steam mop and then moving on to my next disaster area.
There was a Gino’s on Loch Raven Blvd at Taylor Ave - it was right across the street from the Sinclair gas station where my dad liked to fill up. I seem to recall they had the best price on gas - .26/gallon. Yeah, we’re talking early 60s… 
Anyway, I also remember the jingle “Everybody goes to Gino’s… 'cause Gino’s is the place to go!!” I don’t remember Ameche’s having a theme. I also don’t recall ever going to Gino’s, but with 4 or 5 little kids (depending if it was before or after 1965) my folks could rarely afford such treats. I remember when going to McD’s was a HUGE treat, and I know we went there because it was within walking distance for kids. Gino’s was a mile away…
I feel so old now…
And I’m gonna get out of here shortly. Last I heard from my sweetie, he was stuck on the Beltway - big surprise there, huh? It wasn’t even rush hour - it was around 10!!! And he’s got to brave it again on Monday. 
I’m about to pack up my crayons and head home. I’ve got the heat transfer books my sweetie wanted and I hear my laundry baskets calling!
When next I post, I’ll be in the comfort of my own chair!
TPTB have come and gone. YAY!!! I knew it’d be short and sweet. Ima go meet OYKW for N.O.L. in a little bit and from there I shall head to da cave just cause I can. Yeah, I got some irk to get done but it’s paperirk so I can do that from the comfort of da cave whilst wearin’ sweatpants, tshirt and socks, so why not I say.
I am waiting on a friend at a restaurant to help her get some notes for exams. I need to learn to stop being on time or early places. I am always left waiting and irritated.
Looks like there has been a Death in the family—Mother called complaining that the fridge in the garage has turned her backup supply of ice cream into soup.
I think it dated from 2006-2007ish
It was time for that ice cream to die. Freezer burn alone would have made it virtually inedible, yuck
People keep phoning and asking for my mother, and I can’t tell them the truth - that I don’t know where she is and she’s probably not coming back. How awkward and depressing.
It’s not dead, it’s just pining for the fjords!
(Hey, ice cream makes more sense than a parrot in this context…!)
Howdy all, happy Friday
I cannot get motivated today and I have to work tonight, yes another night of crappy bands probably
Blurf
That’s all I got
Jim
Howdy from da cave. Met OYKW at a local [del]hog trough[/del] buffet place for N.O.L. 'Twas good and dindin tonight shall be forage if’n ya want some. I’s ful!
{{{Midget}}} I guess about all you can say is your mom is not here and you don’t know when she’ll return. If pressed for details, just say that’s all you know right now.
Alien how sad! All that ice cream! Like Apes said though, if it’s that old it probably wasn’t much good anymore. Even stuff in a freezer has a time limit. JDD’s folks have an old refrigerator and freezer they inherited when they first got married (1944!) that’s still goin’ strong. They’ve never had a problem with either of 'em.
I believe I shall have me a nappy poo.
My sweetie is home and crashed on the couch under an afghan and a pug. OK, the pug is just lounging across one leg, but she’s keeping that part of the leg warm.
Second load in the washer, first in the dryer. I just finished making another hat, and I may start making a floppy one next. Or one with ear flaps. Either way…
All in all, it’s a good afternoon.
Will be a busy weekend, what with Santa pics tonight and tomorrow, and a wedding video meeting on Sunday. Somewhere in there we will see the hobbit movie and get a Christmas box together for the boys. And all night I smelled Asian ribs cooking in crock pots, and now I is hungry! They were for mrTao’s office, so no joy for me, phooie. Coffee is desired 
Forgot before… {{{Emily}}}
No good advice, but you’re probably going to have to bite the bullet vis-a-vis the outside world sooner rather than later… 
You all need to come up with a way of telling people what’s happened.
Thanks. Yeah, that’s pretty much what I’ve been doing.
I’m sorry {{{Midget}}}
If you have caller-id can you just ignore the calls you know are for her?