My mom bought books for all the grandkids for Halloween. The one she got Romeo Jr. is a typical Halloween picture book, with witches, ghosts, black cats, skeletons, etc. She got him to shriek whenever he saw the skeleton. Now he’s totally afraid of them. He has pajamas that have little skulls on them that he never had a problem wearing before. Now he hates them. Well, last night Romeo put the skull jammies on him. He woke up in the middle of the night absolutely FREAKING OUT that his little body was covered in scary skeleton heads.
Up, caffeinated. and sheveled. Off today. It’s cold and grey out, good day for a laundromat run. Alex Catt has taken over my computer chair. I guess that explains the Amazon Prime delivery of a case of rubber mice, 2 kilos of catnip, and a whole sashimi grade tunafish yesterday.:dubious:
You can have the snow, Juliet. That’s part of the reason my family migrated from Wisconsin to N.C.
“The Floating Black Hole of Bumba” would be an excellent punk band.
I leave the house shortly to buy a new-to-me rifle.
The two events are not related.
Honest.
Actually a friend down south a ways got something in I’ve always wanted – an Ivers-Johnson self-cocking-safety rifle. Its an odd duck .22 single shot that when you close the bolt, the rear half of the bolt kicks up at an angle rendering the firearm safe. To fire, you have to thumb the bolt down like thumbing the hammer on a flintlock. Its strange and the only one of its kind and not many people ever wanted one ------- sorta like me.
ruble, interesting gun. I’m not a gun person, but it strikes me as a weapon that would require a little time (and thought) to fire and would be safer around kids. Have fun.
doggio, I’m with you (just this once, mind you) that Juliet can have all the snow she wants, including our shares. Should be about 40F tomorrow for the soccer tournament and I’m already trying to think of what to wear and how many layers to put on. Already told my soccer parents to make sure they are wearing gloves (you don’t use your hands in soccer anyway) and woolen hats for the ears (If they have any, not a common site in N. Ali-bama).
Butters, hope your time-keeping and certifying system is simpler to use than the one the US Army had…a real PITA, it was.
Moooomm, can I please stowaway in your luggage; I won’t take up much space…
Ok, I did get my new orfice chair assembled last night (only made three mistakes I had to fix), now just need to move out the old one. But it’s 10:30ay-em so need to forage for food here.
CNN.com continues to devolve into a supermarket tabloid. I was looking at the stories about the wildfires in California, and I see a headline that Kim Kardashian and Alyssa Milano were forced to flee the fire! OH THE HUMANITY!!! :rolleyes: Kinda like: oh yeah, by the way, hundreds of other people have been forced out of their homes, too.
Josh has me working on a drawing from hell!! The biggest problem is the slooooooooooowness. It’s a fairly high level installation for the Abrams trainer, so there are lots of parts. I don’t know exactly how often or how much it interacts with the database of the parts, but if I need to change pages on the drawing or add a section view to the model, I spend a lot of time staring at a little swirly thing going round and round. But I’m nearly done, so I’ve got that going for me.
Happy Birthday to [del]me[/del] my long deceased dog. Kinda.
I come down this morning & check my email. It tells me “Happy Birthday”.
Ummm, WTF? It’s not my birthday, it’s not even one of the fake birthdates that I use when signing up for a [del]credit card[/del] free gift at a popup kiosk. Where did they get this date from? It finally dawns on me it was the b-day of L-Pup, who passed about 1½ decades ago. :smack:
Listen MicroSquash, I use your email. I do not now, nor have I ever used your calendar. Reading my email & automatically adding entries to my calendar is creepy AF. Reminding me that I had to enter a birthdate to get an email account 15-20 years ago is creepy, too.
On the up side, if I ever can’t get into my account, you’ve now reminded me which one of the 365 (including leap years) dates that’s not my b-day (because there’s just no reason for you to need to know that info) I did enter when I established this account almost-20 years ago.
The last Seger concert I saw was in the same venue I’m going to this time. The only difference is, last time I didn’t know what the seating was like and ended up with a cheap seat in the very top row. I don’t do heights well and the seats get very steep up there. I had to go down to the landing and hang out there. It was not an enjoyable experience. This time I know better and got a seat much farther down. It should be much better.
Snowed a little last night and is currently 20F. Not supposed to get much warmer for the weekend. I wasn’t really planning on doing anything this weekend anyway so staying inside will probably be OK.
Now I have to decide if I want to go see Martin Short/Steve Martin or Jim Gaffigan on June 8. Why they would schedule both on the same night at different venues is beyond me.
I’d be envious of going to the concert except for that I hate crowds more than I love music.
It’s a miserable day out.
I’m supposed to be getting some new channels for free on cable. I haven’t seen them yet. Not that it matters.
Some guy called me up and rattled off the spiel about free channels and after he finished I asked how I was supposed to know he was real. I think he was a little surprised, and really nothing for me to be suspicious of, he was just telling me about the free channels and that I have to cancel by February or I’ll be charged for them. He didn’t ask for any information.
I have gotten a few fake calls from people pretending to be from the cable company, and the phone company.
I think it is sad that you can’t believe anybody who calls you. I was getting calls from Baltimore Gas and Eletric saying I owed them money. I don’t even have an account with them, it was scammers. Now my friend down in Baltimore is getting the calls. She called BG&E, yep a scam. Red - can you tell me more about roku?
Don’t have Netflix. It’s not because of some elitist anti-streaming thing, it’s just that I have cable already and don’t see the need. I may change my mind at some point but I’m content for now.
I’d go with the Martins. Gaffigan is funny and all, but Steve Martin and Martin Short are legends.
Finished a huge project that I was behind on… well, sort of. I need to get the engineer to approve the manual, and he’s notorious for not really giving a fig about the manuals. So there’s that. But it’s to the point where he should just need to read it and say, “it’s good enough.”
But I still have two more projects to finish before Thanksgiving. Back to the grindstone.
I have a mildly weird thing on my email account; for some reason it tells me the ‘birthdays’ of two, and only two of my old friends, one of whom I’ve not seen since I was 17. Both set it to New Years day, not either of them’s actual birthday. They don’t know each other, but since the one still see married, they both have the same unusual surname (which has been updated), current friend also has a daughter who has the same full name as the former friend. It momentarily confuses me every New Year.
Definitely no snow here yet, just rain, wind and more rain. I almost needed a boat getting back from Uni.
Don’t you just hate it when things fall out of your sandwich while you’re trying to eat it? :mad:
I had a single lone turkey burger patty hanging out taking up space in the freezer so I decided to have it for lunch. I melted a bit of cheese over it and and put a couple of pieces of roasted red peppers on it, in a bun, of course. By the time I was half way through eating it the red pepper bits were all over my plate. Fortunately I managed to not get any on my shirt, or lap, this time.
Speaking of birthdays: I’m getting pretty tired of book of faces telling me I need to wish happy birthday to people who are dead.
And then there’s my SIL, who makes a big deal over my late brother’s B’day every year. I think she should give it, and him, a rest, but I never say that to her of course.
People be weird, they do.
Mom, as I was in line at the stupormarket the other day, I glanced at the tabloids on offer there and read that the kardashian’s were cancelled and financially ruined! I have never much cared what that bunch of twits did, and don’t now, but googled, and apparently it is, or isn’t true. I’m not interested enough to delve further.
The only thing that lot are good for is to serve as an example of the old adage that ‘life is not fair’, or TNAJ.
Claws Ripped My Flesh
as I fended off the puppies while Mama decided whether or not to enter the dreaded X pen and nurse them. As I scooped up escaping puppies and returned them to the X pen, she decided to return upstairs. “Screw 'em”, she remarked as she hit the stairs.
Mrs. Plant (v.3.0) has made arrangements to sell the six puppies for $100.00 a pop.
I am considering starting a puppy mill.
Way back when I was a little kid our dog had puppies. I can still remember her running across the yard dragging the puppies who were hanging on her until they let go.
I think she had had enough.
I had named one of the puppies Aunt Mary. He was always going on about something, he never shut up. Little did I know that Aunt Mary and my uncle were coming to look at the puppies to take one home. My father told me to tell my aunt all of the puppy names, which I did except for Aunt Mary. He pointed him out and said why don’t you tell your aunt what that one’s name is. So I said we call him Aunt Mary. Then my father said tell her why you named him Aunt Mary, and I said because he never shuts up.
My uncle thought it was funny, my aunt was not amused.
When I was a little kid I was afraid of Aunt Mary because she yelled a lot. When I got older I really liked her, she was pretty cool.
Moooom, it’s supposed to get into the upper 20s here tonight. Brrrrrr!
Juliet, like doggio and metal mouse, you can have my snow too. I had enough lake effects snow growing up, thank you.
sari, the Roku is a stick you put in one of your HDMI ports that effectively allows you to stream any content online. I have mine set up for Netflix, the local PBS and NBC stations (I can’t get them over the air) and several other stations. A lot of what you can stream isn’t live, but a few channels are. I stream a lot of YT and History Channel. Some of the offerings are limited unless you sign up for a pay account, but that allows you to only pay for what you want to watch. It’s not ideal for those who like live sports unless you can pick them up over the air.
Hank, while I like Jim Gaffigan, I would go for the Martins.
flytrap, when Nelson’s mama weaned him, his mother’s littermate, who had had a litter two weeks after he was born was still nursing six pups and sometimes Nelson would sneak in and get a meal.
I irked until a bit after three today, picked up some groceries and came home. By then, it was dusk (thanks time change!) so the dog park was closed. Captain D’s fixed supper.
