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We have one of those stores in the expensive mall in downtown Norfolk. I stand outside of it every now and then (not really a regular patron of the whole mall) just to see the honeys that are in there working. All very cute.

Taters

You spelt Meow wrong.

swampy, I think someone is trying to pull a fast one. Group homes are supposed to have controlled access for the residents and such. How can that be if’n they’re scattered about the property in their own single-wides? You are right to be suspicious.

EC your house is three years old and you’re upset because you don’t have a mile-long repair/upgrade list? I would think that you’d be happy that everything was good enough (except for the painting.) I’ve got a huge list that starts at the roof and ends with the supports for the house under the crawlspace. And just about everything in between.

Drae great pictures. Only it looks like changing the batteries in your smoke detector is going to be a lot of fun. (Maybe that’s why you took the picture of your ceiling fan?)

… but I wouldn’t want to paint it. (Steven Wright)

Found out late yesterday we picked up yet another company to be distributors for. These folks sell computer controlled equipment for ships and such. And in two weeks I’ve got two days of classes to sit through and learn this stuff. Because, as my boss says, when people call looking for this stuff, I’m the guy they are going to be asking for. Great. Now I’ll never get out from behind this desk.

I found out the guy in charge of the work being done on an old ship of mine that is now in the yards is a friend of mine. We worked together for a year the first time that ship was there for routine ungrades, etc. He was one of the muckity-mucks for the shipyard, and I was one of the repair liasons on the squid side. I’m trying to get over there to see him so as I can put a word in for our company. If’n I can start pulling in business like that, I can getmoved out from behind this desk and get back into ship repair, which is what I’ve decided I’d rather do. The problem is that I’m pulliung in a lot of business sitting here, and my boss is starting to think I’ll be more effective doing this (Inside Sales, which was just supposed to be temporary until I got a firm grasp of our capabilities and product lines) than what he hired me for.

Wow, I rambled on long about that, didn’t I? Oh well, in it stays.

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For most of last week, the heat was broken over in accounting. Yesterday, the heat broke in my department as well, and when all of Customer Service was wearing coats and gloves, somebody finally decided to call the HVAC guys. Today the heat is on, but I’m still freezing, and there’s a headache mounting behind my eyes that I can’t even believe. I’ve probably got a fever, there’s a bitch of a cold running through the department, and I’m praying I can make it till noon before I give up and go home (and probably buy bookshelves for the library on my way, because come on–I’ll feel better after a nap :slight_smile: ).

Somebody tell me it’s okay to leave work if you’ve got the icky, so I feel justified. I know I can count on you guys.

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What I meant to say was Taters don’t worry about your team. Losing the Super Bowl means that they’re the 2nd best team in the NFL this year. A very worthy position.

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Thank you, thank you, I’ll be here all week. :smiley:

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Good morning folks. It was a bit of of a crazy day at work yesterday and I ended up staying a little late. I attended a VTC that turned into a meltdown. It was the most entertaining and slightly embarrassing part of of my day. I wasn’t embarrassed for me; I was embarrassed for the folks going into meltdown mode.

Nice pictures Drae. You need a square coffee table that will fit between your sofa and loveseat.

Okay folks, I’m in a bit of a quandry. I was informed yesterday that I am to receive the Commander’s Award for Civilian Service. I was asked how I wanted it presented, i.,e in a group setting with just my division, or just handed over from former boss to me, or award ceremony. Okay, first of all, I really am kind of a work in the background person. I do my job, try to find improvements, and move on. It’s nice to get a “job well done” now and then, but I don’t look for much. Here’s my dilemna; for most of my career I’ve just done the between me and boss thing. There were a couple of times things were presented to me in front of my division or organization, but those were on departures and the like. So, I feel weird even being asked how I want the award presented. It’s kind of a deal to me, because I’ve never received this particular one before. I also feel sorta validated, because although my boss knows how hard I work and what I do, nobody else does and I get the feeling they think I don’t do much. Whatever, I know the truth, but all the same it’s kind of galling. I keep my mouth shut about my awards. I just received a cash performance award too, but have not mentioned this to ANYBODY.

Okay, I rambled and went on and on. What would you guys do?

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Bwahahahahaha! We shall see my friend, we shall see…

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Ok, I would be mortified, too, but…

Go for the award ceremony! Everyone should know you are awesome!

Oh, and by the way, congrats!

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YAY TATERS!!!

WOOHOO!!!
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Go for the big presentation. Rent a limo. Buy a gown. Insist on a red carpet. Show 'em all your awesomosity. Wear a tiara. Practice your wave. Remember never above the tiara. Demand ice cream cake. Go for it all!

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and only green M&Ms

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Swampy, I doubt that your group home will be a trailer park (but then, we’re talking about Jawjuh, after all), but one or two prefab buildings that come in looking like mobile homes, and are stacked together in groups of two until they get the floor space necessary. Every place I’ve worked in the past 20 years has had these for overflow office space, and my church’s school is made up of these, too.

Still butt ugly, and you’ll need to dig a storm shelter because they still qualify as a tornado magnet, but not a trailer park per se.

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Go for the awards ceremony!! They asked you, right? So, do it!! I would feel weird about it also, but heck, everyone needs to be recognized! And they all need to see you work as hard as you do. So – go for it. And congratulations!

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Why it work either feast or famine? I’ve been sitting here bored out of my mind for weeks and now suddenly I’ve got a zillion things to do and they all need to be done NOW! C’mon. Why couldn’t I have done half of these projects a week ago? ::sigh::

**Taters **- go for the ceremony! I don’t like to be the center of attention either, but really the recognition would probably be good.

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Hey Sean, you know what Hawks do when they land on Steel, don’t you? :stuck_out_tongue: :smiley: :wink:

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My natural inclination is keep quite, but think about it.

How many award ceremonies is one to have in one’s life?

I say go for it–and do it up, BIG. We want our Tater’s double stuffed and with all the toppings!

Back from ortho–#1 son’s teeth look straight.

(there is something terribly wrong in that orthodontist’s office). First, we’ve decided that they all take drugs–I have never seen such perky people in my life. Cnronically perky, to the point of nausea on the part of the recipient.

Second, as I was waiting, I tuned into their “muzak”. Muzak is supposed ruin soft rock and the Beatles etc–this was the strangest mix of music I have ever heard. First, Air Supply, then some country dude singing about some chick “killing me in a min-skirt” and then The Who-Quadraphenia. And then some Boz Scaggs. Donna Summer and then Neil Young. It wasn’t a radio station, so I am flummoxed as to who is in control of the CD changer or whatever.

Third, they are all committed to Happy Smiles (this is actually their logo).

I’m telling you-it’s drugs. A lil nitrous oxide and the world goes away…
off to take #2 son to eye doctor (where the people are normal and it’s nice).

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I do not want those modular things staring at me from across the road. If they want to operate a group home, that’s fine with me. However, they will have to build a home comparable to what already exists in the 'hood. That is not too much to ask. Hell, I work for a place that provides residential services to persons with disabilities. We’ve built group homes. They are homes that fit in the neighborhoods they are built in. Our apartments are designed to fit in with the areas they are built in even. [Joan Crawford]** NO TACKY TRAILERS OR MODULAR POD THINGS EVER!** [/Joan Crawford]

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That wire hangers line never gets old. Cracks me up every time!

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This is the MMP, need you ask?

Tell them you expect banners, confetti, streamers, and free drinks to go along with your nationally televised presentation.

Granted, they might say no, but no harm in asking.

Congrats, by the by.

Post pictures when its over.

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Timing is not everything, despite popular opinion- so

HAPPY BIRFDAY FAIRY CHAT MOM !!!

( Belatedly… )

Wife had hand surgery yesterday. She tore loose a ligament a few weeks ago, and the nice Sturgeon reconnected it. Wasn’t that nice of him? I thought so. She’s now floating on a unique high courtesy of Vicodin. :smiley:

It’s Mid-Term Week here, and the High Schoolers are a wee tad freaked out.

Man-Cub: Dad, the teacher said that only 10th grade material would be on the Global Mid-Term. It was like, uh, half 9th grade stuff !!!

Me: Don’t worry- the globe hasn’t changed much since last year.

This did nothing to endear me to the boy. Can’t figure out why…

Downstairs bathroom. Nightmare. Half floor jackhammered out. Some drywall ( well, Greenboard) needs to be replaced. About to mix the first bag of cement, to fix in exact location the drain pipe for the new shower stall floor. Then, while cement is still wet, will rest floor OVER hole, and allow it to set up, so that open end of pipe perfectly lines up with drain hole. Hope this works. I’ve never done anything like this before.

My dear adored diesel Suburban, it stalls on me. A lot. A shitload lot. Off to la garage it goes. I am praying its not electrical, though I think it must be. -sigh-Perhaps it would be happier if I named it? Any suggestions? It’s a stunning tan-golden color, inside and out. I love that car, which is slightly smaller than your average bi-level house.

Speaking of bi, welcome to MMP there, Wallflower. :cool:

++ dodges glance around dimly lit train station jammed against cliff overlooking distant valley, mountains, etc. ++ The pump don’t work cause the vandals took the handle.

:wink:

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Have the tux dry-cleaned and write a short but sincere speech. :slight_smile: Enjoy it, you clearly have worked hard and are being recognized for true service. No shame there. Mazel Tov !!!

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Sure, that’s easy.
They fly away crying like little girls because they hurt their toesies.

riggsy the Who’s Quadrophenia* is never out of place.