Unfortunately, no. It was the guy that was originally hired to rearrange our on-hand inventory. Now I gotta find a bottle of HCl or sulfuric acid to test several hundred small pieces.
Smitty sorry about the job but good to hear the FIL is somewhat better.
Puggy I will be using a 22 quart and an 18 quart oven/roaster thingies to make the stew. I also have them in 6 and 10 quart sizes. I really do have a lot of strange cooking contraptions. I called Sam’s and ordered 70 pounds of stew beef. I can pick it up after one p.m. today. I’ve never placed an order for 70 pounds of stew beef before. That was kinda strange. Now all I need is forty pounds of potatoes, 5 pounds of onions, 10 pounds of carrots, 5 pounds of celery, 4-5 garlic bulbs, beef bullion, flour and corn starch and I’m all set. The Killian’s has already been purchased. That just looks insane don’t it?
Sean this is for you.
Alas for little Willie!
We’ll not see Willie more!
For what he thought was H[sub]2[/sub]0,
Was H[sub]2[/sub]SO[sub]4[/sub]!
I thought a little poetry would add some class, couth and culture to the joint. 
Hey, Wednesday was Cake Day here. If two of us have Cake Day in the same week, does that make it Cake Week?
Hey, thanks. I hadn’t seen that. I started a thread months ago about living in MN, but I haven’t started one on jobs out there. Pro’ly should do that since I’m not getting anywhere on the job hunt otherwise. Thanks again.
We’ve sorta gotten the IT problems I aluded to yesterday fixed. Sorta. But they’ve decided that instead of setting up the intranet so we can go in and change our password when required, we have to CALL them every 90 days so they can reset our passwords. Um… that makes sense in what world?? Ugh. Maybe I won’t be here in 90 days and won’t have to deal with it!
That would be a 6-pack and a corned beef sandwich.
~Winston Smith, 25% Irish 364 Days of the year; 100% Irish on March 17.
In my world, my Irish is on the South Beach diet.
Some major corporation is going to suffer my wrath today, I don’t give a damn if they have anything to do with this or not.
Last night, Roomie and I gathered 'round the computer to buy our tickets for our trip to Amsterdam in August. We had our itinerary all planned at Expedia and I went to pay for the trip, only to have the web page tell me my card was declined.
So, I call my bank. They tell me that Expedia took almost two thousand dollars of my money (about half the cost of the trip), and I can’t pay for the trip anyway–the limit on my check card is three thousand, and the trip costs more than that. They say they can raise my limit if I just talk to the Visa security people, I decide to call Expedia first.
I call Expedia–the eighteen hundred they took is an “authorization” charge, and it’ll get put right back within three days. Then I yelled at people.
I called my bank back, and they told me that if I spoke with Visa Security, I could still get my limit raised, and yes, Expedia would be giving me my money back. Then I sent Expedia a scathing e-mail suggesting they tell people they can’t accept debit cards right there on the page and insinuating that I wanted my damn money back in one day, not three.
Then I ate dinner and had several drinks because I was pissed off. :mad: <— Like that. Only with a shot glass and some chicken parm with penne.
This morning, I called Travelocity to confirm they take debit cards. They do. Then I planned my whole trip, which included changing hotels, because Travelocity has a different deal or whatever. (And changing hotels meant going to virtualtourist.com and checking the reviews, looking at maps, figuring out how close I was to other things, it wasn’t just “Oh, this hotel looks nice.” Just so you know.) Once I had the whole trip together, I called my bank.
“I’m sorry, ma’am (I hate being called ma’am.), but whoever informed you last night was incorrect, we can’t raise your limit.”
“But two different people told me that if I talked to the Visa security people, they’d raise my limit.”
“No, ma’am, you were misinformed.”
“Two different people misinformed me?”
“I suppose so, ma’am.”
“Could you maybe make sure all your customer service reps know there’s no such thing as raising the limit? 'Cause I think you’ve got some sort of problem there.”
I hate my bank, I hate Expedia, and I’m starting to hate the world in general. Travelocity’s okay, except they didn’t have the hotel we wanted, but I can’t fault them for that.
Stoopid Expedia. Stoopid bank guy. Hate everyone. Waiting for my Dad to call and tell me it’s okay to use his card and write him a check. Stoopid vacation.
The real answer is:
A six pack and a boiled potato.
How does any newspaper article about any Irish social gathering begin?
Among the survivors are…
-swampbear (one-fourth Irish and the rest some sorta mongrel mix)
What’s the difference between an Irish wedding and an Irish wake?
One less drunk.
–Drae, at least one quarter Irish but not really sure because Mom’s family seemed to get around.
Yes! I’m a little buzzed, so I forgot the punchline!
Got in the green beer a little early did we?
Smitty, I’m sorry to hear you didn’t get the job. I hope your FIL continues to improve.
Drae, I’d be full of the grrrrrrrrrr too. It’s nice that your dad will help you with this sort of stuff though.
kaiwik, yay for the hubby being home. I’m sure all the greetings were warm and there was much um…bonding.
Jeebus Swampy! Where the hell do you store all of those roaster thingies! I have one 18 quart one and it’s a pain. Don’t get me wrong I have lots of cupboard space in my kitchen, it’s just that it’s a huge pain in the tookus to drag that thing out. I have lots of kitchen thing-a-ma-bobs. The roaster, a blender, a smoothie maker, a breadmaker, a big food processor, a little food processer/chopper thingy, a sannich maker, a waffle maker, an ice cream maker, esspresso maker, four slice toaster, coffee maker, electric griddle, and some other things I can’t remember. This is in addition to the pots, pans, etc one must have in a kitchen. Good grief! I can’t remember the last time I used my bread maker!
**Ems, ** I’m sorry to hear of your travails with the insurance company. You go tell them the wrath of the whole MMP will rain down on them if they don’t get their act together. I feel your pain; I’ve had my share of this too.
There are others here to address, but I’ve got to get some work done. I’ll try and pop in later.
Oh! Swampy, your nuts, ABCG and ice cream comment made me laugh!
No, I got started right on time.
~Winston Smith, who does not really drink in the morning. At work. Usually.
Well, my parents gave me the money to pay for the trip in the first place, because it’s what I asked for as my 30th birthday present. Now the old fool* is out on the damned golf course** and I can’t buy my trip until I hear from him. :mad:
- He’s actually only fifty-nine and less than one month.
** This is what my father does. My parents retired to a small island containing nine golf courses. And just last month, Dad went to the freakin’ Dominican Republic to play golf, because apparently our courses just ain’t challenging enough anymore.
**Drae ** - it’s because of stories like yours that I keep an AMEX card handy - and pay it off in full (usually) when the bill comes in
**Smitty ** - sorry about the job, happy about your FIL
Tomorrow, EVERYone is Irish. Except, I don’t own a green swearter. The best I can do is a green polo shirt (short sleeve) and a real warm cardigan (my office tends to get very cold) over it.
And it does.
Do you know where Willie left the rest of that bottle? 'Cause I am having absolutely no luck in finding someone around here that sells the stuff.
ems sorry to hear about things sucking for you, but glad to see you posting again.
Drae, I think you should register official complaints, and maybe release fire ants and armored polar bears. Both your bank and the travel place deserve suffering and fire ants.That was scummy.
Yay, kaiwik! I’m so glad he’s gotten home.
Does it still count as Friday fast if you spend the whole day drinking green beer?
Now it’s time for me to do something. What was it? Oh, yes, go to church, and then go downtown and pick up a second set of Firefly for a loaner set. Because people keep borrowing our, and we need to be able to watch it whenever we feel like it.
I do believe you are allowed all the liquids you want, no?
I wish people in the office wouldn’t whisper in their cubicles. I always think they’re talking about me. :mad:
I’m a little bit Irish. Not sure how much. I’m really a mongrel and it’s hard to tell how much of me is what. I already had my corned beef & cabbage for the year though so no more tomorrow. And I don’t own any green clothes (although virtually my whole apartment is decorated in various shades of green! I love green!) so I’ll probably get picked on tomorrow for being a party pooper! 
ems want we should release some of them fire ants on the insurance company? I’m sure Drae wouldn’t mind sharing a few. BTW, glad to see you posting again too.
Taters see, I have these two storage cabinets in my garage where all my cookers and assorted crock pots, electric frying pans and big stock pots reside. Also, I have a storage building that has a wall of shelves where miscallenous kitchen pots and pans reside. I know where everything is. Really. ACBG didn’t run off when he first saw it all, so I guess I can’t scare him off. He has been amazed at the fact that I do indeed use this stuff on occasion. Part of his training has been to sorta learn where all this stuff is so he can go fetch for me. What can I say, I like for my squeeze to be muti-use.
I went to WallyWorld a little bit ago cause I wanted to get out and I needed to go by stew stuff. I found parsnips! YAY! Now it is Irish stew cause it’ll have parsnips in it. I almost bought some turnips but I decided not to.
I also bought chicken strips and tater (N.O.T.) wedges which I am now happily munchin’ on.
My boy kid, Lil Lestat[sup]TM[/sup] is a bad influence on me. He e-mailed me this morning to see if I wanted to go to the new Big Boys for lunch. See he’s working just across the street from my building now…did I already tell ya that? Anyhoo, I DID see they have a fajita salad there and other stuff what is more diet than a BIG JUICEY BURGER AND FRIES!!! :eek: :eek: :eek: