Wow, rose, you look lovely. Red is my favourite colour, too. Note the u’s in the last sentence that prove I’m Canadian or British. Cultural pride thing.
Going grocery shopping with both parents in a few minutes. Pray for me- my dad has never been to Costco before, and we might come home with an $8 billion tv. That reminds me- last night I dreamt that I bought a $35k library, plus shelves, and everything was set up my my (miraculously expanded) apartment. It was good, but suddenly there were tons of university students in my house, using my books. It was weird.
Taters Hampton Inns do not have restaurants. They do the breakfast thing but I’ve never stayed at a Hampton with a full fledged restaurant, so tell 'em that. When I’m traveling alone, I have no problem eating in hotel restaurants. Well, mostly I’ll eat in the bar so I can consume a beer or three with my food. Since the traveling also involves getting a ton of work done, hotels with restaurants are a real convenience for me. Unless there are decent places to eat within walking distance, you will need a car. Tell 'em I said so.
Some of them fisherpersons are big and burly, so there’s an early gay take for ya. I bought some sunscreen with heavy duty spf because it’s gonna be cool and windy. I also found my Bass Fishin’ cap. YAY! I’ll look all butch and manly in it. HAH!
You’re right, this one doesn’t have a restaurant either! I pointed this out to our admin asst, we’ll see what happens. I don’t mind eating in hotel restaurants, per se, but I don’t want to eat in the same place every day.
Okay, I am soooooooo ready for today to be over. I’ve already had computer issues here at work, and I’m about ready to say “Screw it, I’m going home”. This probably wouldn’t really fly with the boss, though, so I’ll have to tough it out.
The Head Coach of the Columbus Cottonmouths, Jerome Bechard, was named Coach of the Year by the Southern Professional Hockey League!!! Not shabby at all for a guy in only his second season as head Coach!! (Of course, he got the Championship his FIRST season as head Coach!)
Tonight the playoffs start! Game 1 against Huntsville is here, then tomorrow morning about 100 of my closest friends and I are going to Huntsville for game 2.
Hockey season will be over in a few short weeks. If anyone has any suggestions as to a cure for Hockey Withdrawal Syndrome, please let me know. I have a feeling I’m going to need help.
Since I sit front row right where our guys come on to the ice, I’m off to buy a “Congratulations” bannner to hold up tonight!
I anxiously await a Bass Fishin’ MMP. I’m sure it will be a hoot.
To those admonishing us to get examined regularly, I did that this morning. Everything is in normal working order.
BSMF and I are heading out of town for the weekend to go to Solvang. It’s a little “Danish” city about 4 hours north of us (near Santa Barbara for those inclined to know the geography of California). While it may turn out to be a bit hokey, we’ll take silly pictures and probably eat some tasty food. How bad can that be?
I touched up the primer on the walls, painted the inside of the closet, and painted all the trim in white semi-gloss. The green carpet is now highlighted with some white specks and splotches. I’d care if we hadn’t already decided to recarpet all the bedrooms.
When FCD got up, we went to Bob Evans for breakfast, then to Lowe’s for some paint tray liners (I forgot them the other day) and curtain rods. FCD is going to make 2 shelves for the closet in place of the one that was originally there. I’ll let him paint the shelves before they go in. And once I’m rested, in about 10 minutes, I’ll head back in to put the Pale Vista paint on the walls.
We already checked - it looks like the fabric we have will work with the paint just fine. Yay! We got a double curtain rod - I’ll be making rod-pocket drapes with a tailored valence. We need to get some old English to rub down the furniture before we reassemble the room.
Well, better get back to work before I lose my drive. Pics later today, I hope.
Snakes you could rent a zamboni to ride around your driveway and pretend you’re shaving down the ice. It would help with your withdrawals plus give the neighbors somethin’ to talk about. It’s all win-win! You could call the civic center four or five times a day and ask if it’s hockey season yet. That would be a plus for the folks at the civic center. They could start a pool on how many times the crazy lady is gonna call and ask if it’s hockey season yet in August. The trick is to get creative.
It’s cool here! Temp is only 62 degrees with lots of wind. This needs to go away. It’s spring dangit!
FCM how does one find enough Old English to rub down furniture and why wouldn’t say some Old French do just as good a job? Does Maryland have a surplus of Old English who specialize in furniture rubbing? This is a curious phenomena I have never heard of.
It is supposed to be high 70s to low 80s by now. With 50s at night. Anything other than that ought to be illegal! How dare a cool weather front show its face here after March 20th! Besides, I hate lake wind advisories, especially when I gotta hang out at a lake.
Oh, and we have 200 boats signed up for the tournament as of this morning. That’s 400 fisherpersons. More will sign up on site. Even knowing there’s a lake wind advisory they’ll show up to sign up. Bass fishin’ is apparently some serious stuff.
62 degrees and windy ***IS * ** spring!! wuss.
it’s supposed to get to 50 here today, but it hasn’t yet. I just want you all to plead with Mother Nature and other PTBs to keep clear weather around until at least Monday April 3rd. I hate driving in yucky weather, and my travelling companion is much queechier about it than I am, so I wouldn’t be able to hand her the steering wheel.
Taters, we don’t call these things Opportunities to Excel. We call 'em like we see 'em, and this is “For Some Reason the Boss Hates You Today” work. There’s also “The Boss is Trying to Shift the Blame” work," “You Failed to Duck” work, and my favorite, “You Missed the Meeting” work.
I decided to take a break from the inventory, mainly because there’s a whole bunch of stuff that I can’t find. It’s not my fault though, it’s the fault of the list. See, I get a list of stuff that should be there. In ideal situations, this list will look something like this:
Item: Server
Model: Dell 2650
Location: Building 7, Room 16, Rack 9
Serial Number: ZNXY3BB76
Barcode: D04518
Instead, I have a whole bunch of entries that look like this:
Item: Computer
Model: Computer
Location: Building 7 or 8, maybe 14.
Serial Number: ?
Barcode: None
And for some reason, my boss seems to think that I care enough to actually hunt for this stuff.
It’s good to see that they’ve got the important part of fishing down.
Home from grocery shopping. I bought an appalling quantity of food. My dad is slowest, most timid driver in the world. At the same time he’s the most vicious about other people’s driving. “Hey, did you see that? Did you see that? They shoulda ticketed that guy!” (in a heavy Japanese accent, and about someone changing lanes, while he’s casually drifting in and our of his lane).
Mr. Lissar hates being in the car with him. When Dad was helping teach me to drive, he used to scream “Stop!” a lot. I would lurch to a halt, and Dad would say, “Didn’t you see? There’s a stop sign up ahead!”. Yeah, Dad. Three blocks away.
Not that it was traumatizing or anything. No wonder I let my license lapse.
I bought some sunscreen with heavy duty spf because it’s gonna be cool and windy. I also found my Bass Fishin’ cap. YAY! I’ll look all butch and manly in it. HAH!
