I am glad to have been a help.
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Red Robin experienced some sort of plumbing disaster that shut them down, so we walked next door to Cracker Barrel for lunch.
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Yeesh, that is a disaster! I probably would have picked skipping lunch.
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Tabbed browsing! (makes sign of the cross) Back to the depths of hell! [also known as AOL]
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Let me guess… Version 11 is already obsolete? Our home PCs are Macs, so I don’t know what’s latest and greatest from Microsoft. I do know it was a major upgrade to finally get rid of IE 6. :eek: Do you have any idea how many websites say “ICK! Go AWAY” when you show up with IE 6?
And I’m back with the hunk o’steel that was supposed to be ready after lunch, but still hadn’t been cut by 2PM. No biggie - the nice man cut it and loaded it into my truck so I didn’t have to sully my dainty hands. 
I think I might rotiss a chickie tonight. If my sweetie doesn’t feel like having supper, we’ll have a metric buttload of chickie salad. Which is fine.
Howdy from da cave. I had a meetin’ to attend locally this afternoon and made for da cave when it was over. Since I am sans adult supervision, I shall make myself a sammich and then go mow. See, no limit to the wild and crazy when I’m left alone!
Blurf.
Swap ya BooFae, I’m in an area with a pretty much 3 way tie, so I’ve had ludicrous levels of election hassling… I did think of putting a sign on the door saying “I will vote for whoever stuffs fewest leaflets through this letterbox”, but that would probably have left me voting UKIP (who didn’t even bother flyering in this area), so it’s probably a good thing I didn’t.
Anyway, I should get ready for irk, as it’s getting dark. My body clock is so messed up right now.
Blurf.
Stoopit board gremlins got my post… Grr.
BooFae, swap ya, I’m in a area with a potential 3 way swing, so the election harassing has been silly level. I was tempted to stick a sign on the door saying “I will vote for the party which hassles/spams me least”, but I’m kinda glad I didn’t, 'cos that would have been UKIP, who didn’t even bother trying in this hippy ridden district.
Anyway, it’s getting dark, and that means I should get dressed for irk. My body clock is so messed up right now.
I assembled and tried out my new battery-powered weed whacker. It works! And it’s so much easier to use than our old Ryobi that did NOT like to start. And it’s lighter. The border along the back garden is trimmed tidily - yay!
Chickie in the rotisserie. Spousal unit in bed - he’s taking off tomorrow. This stupid cold of his has hung on for almost a week. Hope it breaks soon. I also hope he didn’t give it to me…
Nuts your post was so nice it posted twice!
Back yahd is mowed. I’m havin’ some ice water and a cool down. Then, on to front yahd mowage. I’m a wild man, I tells ya, wild!
Front yahd is all purtified and I am all showered and cleanded up. It has, however, made me sneezey. I shall go beddy bye with Ben this evenin’.
Routine enough irk day, no major annoyances or delights. Now on campus, trying to get into “write this damn paper” gear.
What does OYKW think of that? 
The end is in sight for the story I’ve been working on for nigh onto a month now. Actually I drafted it about a year ago, but the serious work has been since the beginning of April.
Now it is time to do those lazy dishes and settle in with a needle and thread for the evening.
I hope my snurfly nose is from allergies and not that I’m getting my sweetie’s cold. I don’t wanna be sick, dammit!!
Supper was good - rotissed chickie, fresh cauliflower, leftover green beans-n-onions, and twice baked N.O.T. - Klondikes later.
Home from the armpit.
I’m tired but it’s time for irk.
Class got out early, so I went to Tar-Jay and bought pants. Watching hockey and making dinner. Sriracha curry chicken with lime curry rice.
“Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
Fritter and waste the hours in an off-hand way”
Sounds like the MMP to me.
I read that as “bikini-ing to work”
I didn’t have a nickname at school.
“Dammit Jim, I’m a doctor, not a huge hasenpfeffer herder!”
A menage á quatre with Ben, Mel ,and OYKW?
: d&r :
I’ve got a feeling that someone has generously shared his plague with me. Not amused. I’m going to hit the rack.
MWAH!
I always see that as “Vlad putrefied” and think of rotting vampires.
My problem, just sayin’.
Anything by the Lords of Acid or GWAR works for me. Used to use “Sick of You” for a ringtone before I got the closing clucks from Robot Chicken.
Elementary school? That was usually either the Mad Russian or Purple Siberian depending on which group of friends you asked.
High School classmates the smart money was on avoiding me. I did NOT want to be there and was not shy in showing in ways short of expulsion. About that time a friend in a motorcycle club (gang according to the FBI) tagged me with the nickname “Lurker” and that one has stuck to this day.
Plague?:eek:;)
Naaaah – the Creeping Terror is much worse. Last time it was on television I had to have the screen steam-cleaned to get all the gunk off.
Oh come on now ------- killer rabbits and bad slow-mo filming of them terrorizing someones train layout. What’s not to love. “Frogs” and/or “Slither” are much worse.
Ahhhh, I see. Try “Porn of the Dead”. When you make rampant sex boring and uninteresting, you have made a film for the ages.
The Giant Claw was big as a battleship!
<takes a drink>
“are you moaning because it feels good ,or do you just wanna eat my brains?”