Up, caffinating and a little Blurfy.
I slept like a King last night, almost 10 hours. It must have been the…
Chicken Fried Bacon
I have to run
Cheers
Jim
sari Yasmine sounds like she would have made a good CIA agent. 
I’ve eaten N.O.L. A chikin sallit sammich (I made some over the weekend) and some chips. Not excitatin’ but it’ll hold me until tonight when I shall have steak, baked sweet N.O.T., sallit, the all important snausage appetizer, bizkits and, of course, beerverages. Yay for men’s night over to the church house!
yay for Monday!
Or not…
Cuervo is simply known as Cuervo. Or sometimes he’s called Buster. Or Good Boy.
Bear, the Secondary cat is referred to as any number of names. FuzzyBear, Furball, Furbag, Hey Stupid, or sometimes just Shithead.
Stepdaughter (v.2.0) had a Miniature Sheltie, Magge, AKA “Maggot”.
She once barked furiously at the front door, and when we went to see what the ruckus was about, doubled back, leapt to a chair and wolfed down Mrs. Plant’s (v.2.0) dinner.
Al is Alfie or Alpo.
Nikki got turned into Pookie, but I also call her Floof sometimes. (She’s a fluffball.)
Alexis the kat is Buttface. No real reason other than when I call her that she starts rubbing against stuff and looking at me adoringly.
Hello Buttface.
Meeeeeew!
Axolotls don’t really have enough personality to warrant a nickname- unless fattylotl and littlotl count…
I sort of ate everything for dinner, and now I can barely move. Hope it wears off soon, I have juggling club in a bit.
Baja, the cat, is Princess Baja, “The Ba,” Babarhum, Babarina, and Ba-ba.
Cody, the horse, whose registered name is Lacey’s Lakota Sun, is Codester, PeeWee, Junior Peapod, Codeman, and Hay In His Hair. When I’m not happy with him, I call him a toad.
Lacey, the horse, is Princess PolkaDot, Princess P, or Lacey Jane Bluefeather.
My horse Bob does not live in my house. That would violate the “no anipals or men live in my condo. They can visit, but they cannot reside there” rule. Bob has had various nicknames over the 25+ years I’ve owned him but his current nickname is Puddy, after David Puddy on Seinfeld. I sometimes call him Punkety Punkety Pie. And I have a ditty for him that involves varations on the word beep.
What, me, weird? Inset Alfred E. Neuman picture.
Plz esplain chicken fried bacon.
I’m making chili for tonight’s tailgate.
Are you going to Panthers / Patriots?
2 dogs :
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Flaxie the Labweiller :
[ul]
[li]Flax (just a diminutive really),[/li][li]Black thing,[/li][li]Miss Wiggle-wiggle (because of the way her stump wags when you call her that name),[/li][li]Bed bug (if a bed is empty, she’ll fill it and will stay there after you get up, until you start playing with food),[/li][li]Miss Grump (she’s getting old and she tends to grump for no or little reason)[/li][/ul] -
Bear the Saint-Bernard :
[ol]
[li]Bearby (self-explanatory),[/li][li]Bear bear (idem),[/li][li]Big fluffy puppy,[/li][li]Mr Shnagafopoulos (just a non-sensical name).[/li][/ol]
By G-d, I’ll put that in the lease next time!
I really really wish I’d gone ahead and called in sick. I’m bored, bored, bored.
My 6th grade teacher, mr. Van Heest has been called Heester by me.
Howdy from da cave! Home and have changed into jeans. Shortly I shall head on over to the church house to get stuff prepped. I do that cause I’m nice. Also I’d rather set up than cleanup. Set up is easier.
jayrey, (maybe jay? maybe rey? maybe raymond j. johnson, jr.? who will be the first to get that reference?) I have a good friend named Jerry. Bein’ as we are in the southern USofA, I often pronounce “jayrey.” Just thought I’d share.
Jim there is no such thing as a little burly. Either one is burly or one is not burly. Just so ya know.
Ok, that’s all I got for now. Gonna go check out a couple other things and then head out.
Laterz!
Canes/Bruins.
Tonight losing Boston drunks will be driving their caas into yaahds all over N.C. 
I doubt I could remember all the critter nicknames over the years.
Higgs - also gets called Higglet, Butthead, Brat, Rotten Dog.
Taz the bengal has been dubbed Taz-a-rama-ding-dong, Tazburger, Tazzer, and probably others.
Ziva has been called Unauthorized Cat by my sweetie, and since she’s got long hair, I’ve called her Fluffinator and Fluffy Cat.
Former critters: Pixel was also called Pixellator. Bernie was Bernster and Bernadeeter. Scruffy was Scruffinator. Some of our fish have had names, but I don’t remember any, and it’s not like it matters with fish.
Busy day today. I had a terrible time getting to my time card - the site was screwed up, but I was finally able to take care of it shortly before leaving. I’m off tomorrow - we’ve got the wrap-up meeting for the crabber job from 9-2 - no idea why it’s going to take that long, but whatever…
It’s warm and loverly right now, and the house is open, but cold is on its way back, so we’ll be closing up shortly. It may be the last of the fresh airing till spring… alas… 
Turkey for supper and whatever sides I decide to drag out of the freezer. Knitting later. That’s my day.
Happy Moanday!!!
Home from spending $25 on pest control. I hope it works, everyone was most helpful. We got some more sticky traps and some kind of poison that goes in a waterer. I will mix that up later and hide the waterer under my desk. Sah-dog is pretty cool about leaving things alone but I’ll still rig up something to make it hard for him to get to it.
I should have asked if they have pest control for houseguests from hell.
I got a few groceries.
Ya know, i feel kind of good until I get up and start moving around, and then I get tired pretty quickly.
I called the doctor to make an appointment but nobody answered. I called a telemarketer back and cussed them out for calling me and hanging up. I can’t find a friend, she went out of town yesterday and I’m a little worried about her since I haven’t heard from her since yesterday am.
Swampy I think it’s hard to know what to do when elderly people are ‘losing it’. My neighbor is getting worse, she sees children in her car and they wont get out. Not too long ago she asked some man to help her get the kids out of her car so she could drive home. I wonder if she should still be driving.
oh jeez… I was just watching the news and saw ‘Traffic Stop Choas’ and was sitting here trying to figure out what choas is. CHAOS! I thought maybe it was some new kind of drug or something. I guess they’ve laid off all the proof readers.
I need a nap.
No pets, but I call TheElf Bear most of the time.
Weekend was fun, but I paid for it yesterday. I’m too old to drink too much crappy tequila. I knew I should have brought my own.