Today was wrong from the get-go. There is also minor drama at irk that is hurting the feelings of one of my irk buddies regarding someone who isn’t worth it. So glad I’m on weekend.
I’m going to do something. I don’t know what. I should probably eat before I decide.
Pray for my mp3 player. It got left out in the rain and is now rehabbing in a bag of rice.
Well we hated to do it but we have pulled out the big guns
STICKY TRAPS
I hate them, they are cruel but when the little suckers are getting on my bed and so brazen they come out and grab a treat from next to the dog - those little bastards need to DIE!
Sah-son is attaching strings to them to make it easier to pull them out from under the furniture. It’ll make it easier to dump them in the trash as well
I remember when I lived in the city and the city housing was being renovated. Rats were everywhere and the most important instruction on the sticky rat traps always stuck in my mind.
“PICK UP TRAP BY CORNER FURTHEST FROM THE RATS MOUTH”
Do people really need to be told that? I guess so.
That and to be careful where you place them because of all the people stepping on them and then falling on their faces because they couldn’t pick their feet up.
Irk is irksome but I think that is more about me and my mood than irk.
Time to get some dinner.
I want all the things I shouldn’t have. I woke up with a craving for (of all things) Devil Dogs! Not even good chocolate cakes but it’s what I want. I also want some chicken alfredo.
All this talk about sticky traps reminds me of when I had a snake in my living room.
But I’ll save it for another day.
Nephew’s band is in the finals! They’re marching last, at 10:45, so it’ll be a late night…
gt yay for nephew’s band! Hope they win.
sari I have a mental image of a snake caught in a giant sticky trap. I am muchly amused by said image. 
One of the choruses in my region auditioned for America’s Got Talent today - and they say the audition went very well. So keep an eye out next season for “Island Hills Chorus”
He’s nice, dammit!
Ok, been sharing some memories of growin’ up in Ye Olde Hometowne on a fb page. One picture shared is the picture of the ugliest town Christmas tree ever. I have dubbed it The Christmas In Paris Eiffel Tower Tinsel Tree Debacle. This graced the square in Ye Olde Hometowne of LaGrange, Jawja for two or three years and was then made into wreaths which hung on poles in downtown durin’ Christmas for several years. It looked a lot better as wreaths. Why are you sharin’ this with us, bear?, you may be askin’. I don’t know. Maybe I felt y’all needed to see a little hideousness on a Sattidy night. 
It needs some Pajama Cardinal ornaments hanging from it.
Did they not have color film when you were a child, Swampy? 
Watching hockey.
Congrats, rosie!
Congrats, gt!
Sari, hope the traps work.
Flytrap, everything was in black and white till 1957, then it changed overnight. Artists painted in color because they were insane.[/Calvin’s Dad]
Sure, cover for Swampy just because he is old and gray.
:rolleyes:
swampy’s gay?:eek:
Now that’s a mental image that made me laugh! Oh, if I had known about that back in my prankin’ days.
What’s this I hear? Swampy’s gray? :eek:
I skimmed. I got my lesson plans done yesterday, an important email sent, and some bills paid. Today I have to (hopefully) finish the big project which is due Thursday.
Hope everyone has a good day.
Happy Sunday!
I am up too early once again - damn bladder!
I won’t be going back to sleep anytime soon - damn mice!
It’s a rainy 51 degrees outside with a projected high of 63.
I want some chocolate.
Spaz not nice, but I heard putting them in front of a closet door was guaranteed to work.
**Swampys Grey ** the logistics of where all the tubes, wires, tent material, etc were supposed to go just left me going all 
and so since I can’t go back to sleep
I’ll tell you about the snake in the living room
which I hate to disappoint you Swampy - but no snakes got caught
So this was way back when Sah-son was a toddler.
I got up from the couch to get out lunch out of the microwave and when I turned to come back there was a SNAKE! in the middle of the living room floor. I didn’t know what kind of snake, white with black splotches, but I let out an EEK! and the snake looked at me and took off across the floor, with me in pursuit. I have no idea what the hell I was going to do with it if I caught it but women will do weird things when there is a toddler involved.
You’d have thought the dogs would have caught on that something was going on and helped but they seemed to be more amused to lay there and watch me. I even tried tossing dog food at the snake hoping they’d catch on and get it. I thought I finally had the bugger cornered until he slithered under the baseboard heating and disappeared.
I guess he followed the pipe down to the basement, which wasn’t ideal, but a snake in the basement is better than a snake in the living room.
The amusing part comes when I call Animal Control to ask them what to do. They told me to call Fish and Game or the Wildlife Department or some such place.
The man there was so helpful. :rolleyes:
First he reassures me that the snake is probably not poisonous, that it sounds like a juvenile black snake but the only way to be sure is to catch the snake.
Then he proceeds to tell me that after I catch the snake I need to hold him up to where I can see his eyes and if the eyes are round he’s harmless and it they are slitted he’s poisonous.
I said what makes you think if I catch this snake I am going to hold him anywhere near my face so I can see his eyes.
Then how else are you going to tell if he is poisonous or not?
Ummm - that is why I called you.
Well, I can’t see the snake from here and that is how you can tell.
OK.
So how do I catch him?
Well one way would be to take a pillow case, line it with damp newspaper, put it where you last saw the snake and prop it open a little bit with a stick. Then when you catch the snake you can reach in and pull him out, check his eyes and turn him loose outside.
Well nooooo, if I catch him in the pillow case I will pick up the pillow case and throw it outside.
What do you want to do that for? You’re throwing away a perfectly good pillowcase!
It I catch a snake in my pillowcase there is not enough bleach in the world to wash it for me to ever want to put my face on it again.
Your money.
You can try using some sticky traps. Put them out where you last saw the snake and he’ll slither across it and stick to the trap.
Won’t that kill him, I don’t want to kill him I just want him out of my house.
Oh, It wont kill him.
It won’t?
No, what you do is you get a bucket and fill it with ice water. Then you stick the snake and the trap into the bucket. Then he goes on to explain how snakes are cold blooded and it will make the snake stop wriggling. Then all I have to do is put some cooking oil on my hands and unstick the snake from the trap and let it loose.
I said how about it I put the snake in the bucket and bring it up to you and you can unstick it from the trap.
HELL NO!!! I ain’t touching no damn snake!
Then my sons father comes home and I tell him to whole story. He is laughing his ass off at the thought of me chasing a snake around the house and the very very helpful fish and game department of wildlife guy.
Then he says - so what did you do with it?
Do with what?
The snake!
What do you mean what did I do with it? I never caught it.
You mean it’s still in the house!!!
Probably around here somewhere.
See ya.
Where you going?
You don’t think I’m going to sleep in a house with a snake do you?
WUSS!!!
To tell the truth I didn’t sleep so well either for the next couple of nights. Just had visions of the snake crawling over me while I was sleeping.
Of course it was probably long gone by then.
My mother told my about how when she lived on the farm once a year they did spring cleaning. One room at a time would be emptied, everything carried outside and washed down and all the trash would be burned. Every year they would find snake bones in the ashes.
So far the sticky traps don’t seem to be working, even though I put a dog biscuit in the middle of each one. I heard one mouse squeal but it wasn’t caught.
Dam long post for so early in the morning.
I got to sleep in till almost 6 - that’s something, I guess. Actually, I made myself get up because I have to get up at 5 tomorrow and I don’t want to mess up my internal clock too much. So, good morning!!!
flytrap, I’m sure your little fishy is perfectly congenial and charming, but cardinals are still creepy!! 
As for B&W film way back when - it was considerably cheaper to buy and process it. Color film was quite $$$, and the pics could fade eventually. Our high school yearbooks were mostly B&W with a few color photos tossed in randomly - otherwise, we couldn’t have afforded them. They were pricey enough as it was! And in case you haven’t been taking notes, **swampy **and I graduated the same year, so I am fully qualified to answer for him!
Today is stencil day. The big question is: can I get all 14 done?? We shall see…
Happy Sunday!
Up, caffeinated, off to work.
I have been reasonably productive for a Sunday morning - I was up relatively early so vacuumed the carpets first. After that, I made a batch of shortbread from a recipe that uses sweetener instead of sugar. I need to find a couple of willing testers to see whether it’s worth making it again.
I’m going to be making edible hexmas presents for some people this year, just as I have done in previous years. It’ll be the usual seasonal rocky road for some folks, my mum wants home-made mince pies, and I have made a batch of chocolate and cranberry fudge that’s currently cooling off in the fridge.
My recipe required 300g of white chocolate but I only bought 150g bars (and only one white) so I made it with the milk and dark chocolate instead. I will see how it turns out and probably take it to work for opinions from the mad scientists in the building. If it comes out ok, I’ll have another go with white chocolate instead.
Off to veg on the sofa for a while, have some lunch and contemplate Workout 23 this afternoon.
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffienatin’. YAWN ‘Tis a cloudy 66 Amurrkin out with a predicted high of 78 for the day. I felt a little bit of a mist when I went out this mornin’. It’s supposed to be a thirty percent chance of rain today. Watch it pour buckets around noonish when the groundbreakin’ is supposed to happen over to the church house.
As to the lovely tree, color would not really do anything to the effect. The think was silver tinsel. The only color reflected on it was the fountain lights which changed colors. That was cool cause it made the water look all kinds of different colors. That I miss. They replaced that fountain with a new one in 1975 for the Bicentennial which I call LaFayette Bathing In Downtown LaGrange. This a statue of The Marquis De LaFayette whose estate Ye Olde Hometowne was named after. Needless to say it gets covered in bird poop so his alternate name is “The Marquis De Bird Poop.”
sari the snake story is a hoot! HEE!
Gay or Grey, call me what you will except late for supper.
On that note I shall partake of more caffiene. We’re goin’ out for brekkie so I also need to purtify for deheathenization as soon as OYKW is finished doin’ the same which should be anytime now.
Happy Sunday Y’all!
Too bad I don’t live near you, since I have a diabetic DH who would probably love to test this. 
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