If they’re laboratory mice, and their genes have been spliced, yes, they do make plans:
Same thing they do every night–try to take over the world!
I’m secretly in love with Maurice LaMarche. He totally rocks! 
Narf!
I have sausage–yummy chicken sausage with cheese and stuff. Monday’s a good day for sausage. And sometimes my plans gang agley, so I guess I fit in here pretty well.
I’ll offer this laurel and a hardy handshake to welcome you to the MMP. Enjoy it while you can, because we’ll turn on you soon enough. Don’t forget the chocolate for FairyChatMom.
I had a brilliant thought, but it’s gone now.
Just read the John Bellairs book The Spell of the Sorcerer’s Skull, and I’ll spend the rest of the day being terrified of random shadows. Oh, and for merrily- I have two more Mary Russel novels out from the library, and I’ll let you know what I think of them.
Soup, that was actually kind of funny.
I’m sweeping-vacuuming-mopping and then doing the grocery shopping. We’re having curry and a sesame-ginger salad tonight, provided I can find decent lettuce.
I dunno, Rue, but since Robert Burns lived from 1759 - 1796, I don’t think copyright would be your problem. Still, better not to rile the Powers That Be on the SDMB.
Robert Burns: Gang aft agley
Kindergarten Teacher: Use big-people words!
Waffles, sausages, dental floss. Can you tell why these are called the Monday Morning Posts?
Swampy, really want to upset ACBG? Put labels on your plastic storage boxes, like, Victim #1. Mention to him how convenient it is that you both wear the same size.
If your aglet is agley it means you need new shoelaces. Or you could just tape a piece of scotch tape around the end of your shoelace ifn you don’t care how you look. Then, buy you some new shoelaces next time you go to the store that sells shoelaces.
Rue our haircuts don’t match. ACBG’s hair is jet black. Not a speck of gray in it. He’s 50 and no gray hair anywhere. I know cause I’ve seen everywhere. Oh look! Some TMI!
scout I’m sure BSFM wouldn’t mind at all that you just told a bunch of relatively complete strangers from all across the world he has a big sausage. He’d be flattered. Really. Specially if you tell him a straight guy coined the term. He wouldn’t be the least bit oogied I bet. Nope. Not at all.
Hi MagicEyes welcome to the MMP! If you read something really juvenile or TMIy here, it’s probably just me.
Oh! I forgot to tell y’all something earlier. The hog trough buffet we went to for lunch on Saturday is a Chinese one but it also has Japanese, American and Italian buffets. Kinda strange. But, primarily it’s Chinese. So we got fortune cookies.
Mine said:
YOUR MANY ENDEAVORS WILL BRING YOU FAME
I’ll let somebody else do the <snerking> here. It’s only fair.
I forgot! Mr. Lissar finally has pics up!
Mr. Lissar hurting Intellectual Husband last spring when we were in Waco.
Me in Waco, wearing a t-shirt the says ‘Sell your soul for a cookie?’
If your aglet is agley it means you need new shoelaces. Or you could just tape a piece of scotch tape around the end of your shoelace ifn you don’t care how you look. Then, buy you some new shoelaces next time you go to the store that sells shoelaces.
Rue our haircuts don’t match. ACBG’s hair is jet black. Not a speck of gray in it. He’s 50 and no gray hair anywhere. I know cause I’ve seen everywhere. Oh look! Some TMI!
scout I’m sure BSFM wouldn’t mind at all that you just told a bunch of relatively complete strangers from all across the world he has a big sausage. He’d be flattered. Really. Specially if you tell him a straight guy coined the term. He wouldn’t be the least bit oogied I bet. Nope. Not at all.
Hi MagicEyes welcome to the MMP! If you read something really juvenile or TMIy here, it’s probably just me.
Oh! I forgot to tell y’all something earlier. The hog trough buffet we went to for lunch on Saturday is a Chinese one but it also has Japanese, American and Italian buffets. Kinda strange. But, primarily it’s Chinese. So we got fortune cookies.
Mine said:
YOUR MANY ENDEAVORS WILL BRING YOU FAME
I’ll let somebody else do the <snerking> here. It’s only fair.
BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Oh, thanks a bunch, rue, now I’ve got Albertson’s Clear Excellence wild cherry sparkling flavored beverage all over my monitor! Keep up the good work.
HUMPH! First a post won’t go through. Then it goes through. Then it goes through again. WTH is this!?!?!?!
merrily I can’t do that! That’s how I explained the “gopher holes” in the back yard. Dang gophers! Just dig everywhere.
Just so everybody knows, the clothes exchanging only occurs on those occasions when it’s a spur of the moment spend the night party. For planned spend the night parties, whoever’s going to whose house brings their own clothes for the next day or so. Toothbrushes, razors and assorted other implements for grooming stay at each other’s house. It’s just more convenient that way.
Oh and Kalley, old joke, but,
BWAAAHAAHAAHAAHAAHAAHAAHAA!!! anyways.
Y’know, my son once told me had 10 ideas but the bees got them. Since he was 3, I figured he just hadn’t counted them up correctly.
Obviously you never read The Hitchhiker’s Guide To The Galaxy, in which it turns out that the superfluous words in the phrase you quoted are “and men”.
Heh! Heh! Heh! That’s exactly how I plotted my first “come over for dinner” date with ACBG. Steaks. Chilled Champaign. Hot Tub. 'Nuff said.
Kythereia thanks but no thanks on the silk shirt. I sweat too much for silk. Oh look! Some more TMI!
Sean there was not 10 pounds of potatoes in the soup. I saw a bunch of taters hanging in this basket thing in his kitchen, so I’m guessing three pounds max went in the soup. I got a feeling smashed taters are gonna figure into a lot of meals over there for a little while. The soup was excellent by the way. He done good.
I learned to play Mexican Train at my inlaws’ this past Christmas. I’m not much of a game person, but it was fun, even though I came in DEAD LAST!!!
Speaking of sausages, we went to a new restaurant (well, new for us) for brunch on Sunday. It was served family style, which means they brought out plates of food. We didn’t get a choice - you got what you got! Fortunately, it was mostly pretty good. And they had sausages - little links - among other meats - bacon, scrapple, pork - and pancakes and eggs and a casserole and Crab Benedict and fresh fruit and pastries and grits and rolls and butter and potatoes… way more than the two of us could finish. And all for $23, including tax! We could have had dessert, too, if we’d have had room for it. The restaurant was at a marina (as it happens, one we stayed in about 6 years ago) and we had a table with a water view. It was a lovely brunch. If you visit me on a Sunday, we can go there for brunch.
It was SEVENTY DEGREES here today! I opened the house and let the fresh breeze blow through. It’s supposed to snow by morning. I love Maryland weather!
MMMMMMMM… brunch. I love brunch. It’s too late for breakfast but to early for lunch. It’s BRUNCH!
I had brunch after church yesterday. See, first Sunday’s after Eucharist we have a brunch. Everybody brings a dish and we set it all out, get it blessed and dig in. I made a corn casserole yesterday. It all got eaten. Of course, all my brunch offerings always get eaten cause they’re good. Ok, I cheat and bring the corn thing a lot cause well, it’s easy and it gets eaten. Somebody brought some lox, bagels and cream cheese yesterday. MMMMMMM… Jewish brunch food in an Episcopal church. And all kinds of other good stuff plus… some Krispy Kreme doughnuts! BRUNCH GOOD!
Hee hee, I came in last the first time I played too. I got stuck with the double negative, plus a bunch of other high number tiles. Still it was fun…
The sun is shining again and yesterday was a lovely day outside. Not that I saw much outside because I was vacuuming and steam cleaning. Now I’m at work and I still can’t enjoy the sunshine. Sigh…
The daughter just called and I was informed that they all voted for Herfy’s. So, instead of cooking a nutritious meal and dashing off to the curriculum fair for my daughter’s high school; I will be purchasing artery clogging, gut busting food for dinner. :rolleyes: At least their onion rings are good.
I want some chocolate…real bad. I am studiously avoiding the treats I have tucked in my desk drawer. I’ve studiously avoided them all day. So far, I haven’t even had one. I have, however, drunk enough water to fill all Washington state resevoirs. It’s a good thing the bathroom is right across the hall.
Taters, the weather here looks sunny and warm (mid 70’s) all week. I hope it continues into next week for you.
Herfy’s. What an interesting name for a fast food joint. Food that makes you “Herf”! Reminds me of one of my college day recipes, “Ralph.” Ralph is a pound of ground beef, a can of english peas, any edible leftovers from the fridge all cooked together in a crock pot. Named Ralph because an hour later your stomach starts saying “Ralph.” A pot of Ralph would be dinner for a week for a poor, starving college student.
-swampbear (Ya know, it’s a wonder I survived college at all)
Weekend was mostly work, but I did get to the OSU hockey game Saturday night. It was fun. I’d forgotten how fast the game moves. (Haven’t been to a hockey game in about 20 years.)
Dinner tonight is pierogies and green beans. The pierogies are the cheater frozen kind, but I thought they sounded good… (Thank you FCM for the inspiration - you mentioned pierogies in the ethnicity thread over in IMHO. Where do I send the chocolate?)
So…what’s the difference between Mexican Train and regular dominoes? I’m always looking for stuff to play with the niece and nephew and assorted other family members.
Terrorcotta, I loved the line about the bees getting your son’s ideas.
And, on preview, thank you swampy for the lovely ermmm…recipe.
:eek:
Don’t you know some people are trying to eat dinner right now???
GT
Snausages!
You went to college?? Who’d’a thunk it?? :dubious: