Morning all. HRH and I are still sick and both fairly grumpy!
Mooommmmm, I didn’t know they made sinks out of blue cheese! Yech!!! It looks dirty!
Back to tending to snotty baby …
ETA: First on 9! w00t!!! Neener neener neener!
Ditto!
I’m sorry to see you and **HRH ** are still ailing, Dotty.
I hate being sick.
A neighbor is over here visiting. He and Mr. Taters are over on the other computer shooting at stuff and blowing it up. It’s LOUD.
OK, go ahead. I’ll wait. ::tapping fingers on table::
Does living require re-painting walls? If so, then um. . .er. . .do I have any other choices? 
It’s early (for a weekend). But then, I went to bed at something like 8:00 last night. Even more surprising is that TVMan is still asleep even after I crawled out of bed and down the noisy steps.
Sorry to hear that you and HRH are still sick, Dotty.
There’s a restaurant supply store in Pittsburgh. I was contemplating making the trip over there today, but I’m not sure yet. I guess I should do payroll first and see what kind of money I have left over.
Mornin’ all!
Dotty, to be fair, the sink is dirty on top of being ugly, but honestly, the dirty really doesn’t show over the ugly and the damage. The whole bathroom needs a good scouring, but since we are going to gut it anyway and it pretty much never gets used.
I slept in till after 7 - pretty amazing for me. It’s all grey and cold and ick outside. One part of me wants to be a slug and crawl back in bed. The other part wants to caffeinate and start the day. Which will win? Stay tuned…
Hugs to everyone! Hope **Dotty ** and **HRH ** get better soon. Taters, the Y can be pretty neat, but not if it’d be a chore for you to use it - bummer.
That’s all I’ve got.
Vertical, caffeinated, and off to work.
Would you rather hide a corpse in your closet or in the trunk of your car?
In movies people who try to use trunks always get in trouble in some silly fashion (rear-ended, car stolen, etc… (and I speak from experience, when your car is stolen they go through the trunk)).
It doesn’t seem wise to hide a body in your home though. One word: zombies.
SDMB: Answering the tough questions since 1999
Have a good weekend everyone.
Seems to me if you have access to a large body of water, especially a tidal body of water, you just use weights, and the corpse becomes fish food. The trick is not being detected as you haul said corpse from the scene of the crime to the scene of the disposal. It’s not like you can just tuck it into a tote bag and carry it aboard a boat.
I figure the best bet is to avoid situations that require corpse disposal.
Breakfasted - I made a pseudo-frittata, and it was pretty good. The only change I’d make is to pre-cook the mushrooms - they make things too watery as they cook.
Plans for today - I’m going to clean that gawd-awful clutter that passes for a kitchen, wash the dishes, generally tidy the space. Then I’m going to do some serious meal planning for next week, pre-preparing (is too a word) whatever I can. I’ve got a chicken out to thaw - I’m thinking either rotisserie or oven roasting tomorrow. I also want to build a cuke salad, and I fould an interesting sounding recipe for mushroom-stuffed eggplant. I’ve never made eggplant before, but I figured it was worth a try. I’m thinking it needs more mushrooms and less bread. I wonder if cauliflower would work mixed in the stuffing?
Most of the poison ivy has run its course, but I’ve got 2 or 3 spots on my hands that are driving me crazy!!! Time to search for calamine again. Stoopit poison.
FCD ** was just watching a do-it-yourself show on TV where the guys kept mispronouncing height. The damn word ends in t, not th! grrrrr! Stoopit guys.
And on that note, I’m off to seek de-itching.
Good morning everyone! I’ve been surfing for an hour or so and need to get moving. (Hi Roo!)
Nava, you and swampy should try a duet sometime. 
You’re so sensible, FCM! Yeah, I’ll go with avoiding the whole corpse disposal situation, too. (Hi, beebs! :p)
Which reminds me: where’s LOUNE keeping himself these days?
Still thinking of you and yours, McUne.
Also forgot to add earlier: sorry to hear about all the stress, MBG. That doesn’t sound like fun at all. The day off, though, sounded like a good idea. Do you get Monday off, too?
How’s that little baby, LiLi? And how are you?
Oh, and FCM I would maybe add some garlic or tomato or some Italian seasonings to the eggplant dish. Eggplant doesn’t have a lot of flavor on its own and I’m not sure that the mushrooms by themselves will add enough (but maybe they will for you…?).
I guess I’m more likely to have weird dreams if I’ve been awake for awhile then fall asleep again.
I was up around 5:30, fell asleep again and ( ::takes deep breath:: ) dreamt that I was back in Germany and that (for some unknown, illogical reason), Faraway Best Friend’s students (the group that went to Chicago) were all staying at her house. Only her house was a large apartment house, not unlike the one I lived in in Berlin, but directly facing the street (we had a courtyard in Berlin). And there were fire drills. And we had to wait outside until we got the all-clear signal that told us the police were gone (because, you see, there weren’t fires, there were break-ins). And somehow, I got separated from the group, didn’t have my glasses on, it was raining buckets and I was lost. (You need to know it’s not possible for me to get lost anywhere near FBF’s house.) I had my phone, though (although it was a flip phone, which the current phone isn’t), and thought about calling her to let her know I was OK because it had been a while now, only it would cost $1.29 a minute to call, so I thought I’d just better ask for directions (which was hard, because nothing was open since it was late at night) and then I stopped in a little shop, but it took a while to remember her address (which I really never can remember, but IRL I would just have asked how to get to the center of town because I can find my way home from there, even in my sleep and without my glasses on) but eventually, I came up with the name (although it’s not her actual street name) and the ladies I asked perked up and knew exactly how to get me there. I woke up while I was still on my way there…
I’m amazed I don’t wake up tired from some of the convolutions in these dreams.
I’m off to get stuff done…
GT
The bacon got overcooked, so we had bacon on salad and shrimp on skewers. The Guinness was in a mug, the way God intended. I have no idea how to cook bacon-wrapped shrimp, that’s an Adopted Dad secret.
My computer gets rebuilt today. I accomplished everything on my list this week except writing my resume, and there’s a threat of lovely ICE this afternoon. Spaz may not have to go to work tonight after all!
Bad news is my bank account is Sad. I dropped a lot of money on the parts for my new compy, plus the money I owed Kia for giving me a heart attack, plus the extortion from the DMV. I have declared the money I get for the Altima is Glasses Money. Fortunately I’ve wired the last bit of my Financial Aid money to my real bank account.
Also, I may kill WOWCrack roommate’s kids. SOMEONE left the fridge door open this morning. Kids, look. There’s a reason why the condenser burned out on the big fridge: you. Close the damn door, you’re not Jesus.
Mornin’ Y’all! Well, it’s mornin’ here for another 22 minutes anyways. We’ve been lazy today. I made up for it by makin’ waffles and bacon for brekkies (well, brunch really). It’s rainy and cool and dreary out. I ain’t goin’ anywheres. ‘Sides, I got ol’ y’all know who here and appreciation is needed. Tonight we’re goin’ to friends’ house to eat homemade lasagna which will be good. OOH! I got taco soup simmerin’ away in the slow cooker too. 'Twill be tomorrow’s sustenance.
Yays, boos, congrats, icks, etc. where needed.
OH! Y’all remember me mentionin’ a couple weeks back about a local church that was set on fire and about how the church had a bunch of debt and how it was about to be foreclosed on before said fire? Remember how I said sump’n was mighty suspicious about it? Well… in this mornin’s Albeeny Herald (motto: We Don’t Need No Stinkin’ Proofreaders!) it was reported that the pastor was arrested yesterday. A man had been arrested on Wednesday for starting the fire. Seems he ratted out the pastor by stating that the pastor had paid him to start the fire. Also, the investigation continues and others are under suspicion. Hmmm… and that pastor was spoutin’ all kinds of stuff about how it was a hate crime because some of the neighbors around the church objected to the church being there… :dubious:
Ok, off to entertain elsewhere and probably “nap”.
Morning everyone. I’ve been up for a bit and caffienating. In about another 10 minutes, I’ll take a shower, and head out to the store for some party supplies and cash for my son.
My son needs cash because he’s going to the paintball fields again. It won’t be a cheap visit because he needs paintballs again. One box is $60.00.
Actually, I think I’ll hit the shower now.
Toodles.
Oooh, there’s nothing nicer than being able to sleep in on a Saturday morning. :: stretches ::
gardentraveler, I had some weird dreams too last night, but I can’t remember any of them now. :dubious: I guess that’s a sign I slept really well - usually when I remember my dreams I feel like I haven’t slept at all.
If I ever had a dead body to hide, I would probably hide it in my house until I figured out what to do with it. Perhaps the safest bet would be to chop it up and boil it down to the bones immediately, so you don’t have to deal with undead problems later on. Always best to think ahead.
I also had very vivid dreams last night, but they were good, in weird ways. I like weird dreams; they make me feel like I’m not losing my creativity, such as it is. Something about me going to college in Denver, a bottle of vanilla extract, a mountain (at least that seems to hang together with Denver), a shopping bag, a bratty sorority type, cars, Dr. House (figures), and a dorm room that needed art work on the walls (for this I thank that etsy web site). Oh, and Roman coliseum type
steps that I had to go down to register for class. I enjoyed it anyway.
But I came in here to share this weird, but interesting fact: I want House season 2–the DVDs from the video store are horribly scratched. I called Borders (not going out unless they have it on hold for me), and the cost is $59.99. Well, I’m all addicted and shit, but I am nothing if not cheap. No way. So, Amazon beckons (I did so want a copy in my hands today)–same item, that is, not used etc–is $41.99.
And then a beautiful thing happened: I discovered I had $42 left over from an Amazon gift certificate, bringing my insane expenditure for my addiction to a whopping $2.98. Now, THAT is an addiction I won’t take any steps for!
Off to make cookies and be a Domestic Goddess for a bit. What else can one do when it’s 3 degrees, F outside?
Hazel-(and at this point it matters not at all what your real name is, to me you are Hazel), may I suggest one of the heavier-duty food processors, instead? But then, I like my meat minced…
Very happy House addict over here.
Mrph. Erghmpghm.
Small child awake every hour or forty-five minutes all night to feed. On the bright side, because of it my milk’s come in early. Mr. Lissar and TNC are currently asleep, and I just woke up. He finally conked at ten this morning.
People came with dinner and gifts last night, and Driving Husband had his camera, so here’s the first couple of pictures. Two friends holding the kilet. I hope that works. We have much cuter pics, but they’re not up yet.
Persepolis was a fabulous book. I’m not surprised the movie was good.
I’d rather have a corpse in my car trunk. Because, you see, I don’t have a car. Hah!
Aww, what a lil’ cutie he is, Li-Li.
I’ve taken my shower, and now I need to dry and iron my hair. From there it’s off to Safeway, and, probably to drop my daughter’s friend off. I conked out last night and hubby had a few drinks, so no one could take him home. He ended up crashing on the couch.
Man, I kind of wish we weren’t having this shindig. I’m a little tired.
Hmmmm, I used the last of my canned 'maters in the chili. Maybe I can just serve the eggplant with ketchup.
:eek:
Actually, italianizing it sounds good - I have mozzarella, plus I have sketty sauce in the freezer - maybe I can use the recipe as a loose guide and invent a dish - eggplant lasagna?? Does that sound promising or just disgusting? Must cogitate.
Dishes are washed, more are dirtied. We’ve had lunch, and **FCD ** wants to go for a ride somewhere, but he won’t tell me where. He’s so mysterious… I suppose if we’re going anywhere, we need to go soon, since it’s supposed to snow this afternoon. it’s cold and miserable out there - brrrrrr!
Actually, FCM, I’ve had egg plant lasagna. My friend used to make it. I don’t have the recipe and my friend isn’t home to ask. At any rate, it was rather good.
Corpses? I’d say just start a Soylent Green franchise… (or, what **Haze **and **Rigs **said. We should get together – we’d make a killing! :eek: :D)
In deference to Lili, I think we should refrain from taking things one step further and getting started on Dead Baby jokes :eek:
It is 7:30 PM here, and I’m just relaxing for the first time today… morning – file all the paid bills and statements (I do this every month or two, so by the time I get around to the pile, it takes a while to go through). Noon – take off for Jerusalem to take Special Teen out for lunch (she stayed at school this week). Early evening – hit the gym.
At least my shoulder isn’t sore any more – it was excruciating for two days earlier on in the week. Coincidentally(?), those were the two days that were colder than last night…
Yay, boo etc… to all others. Taters, go see a doctor. Please…!