This whole thing is starting to squick me out! So c’mon, welby TELL!!! 
Ok, I promise no more squickiness. For a while. For as long as I can hold out anyways.
I’m being a little pissy in another thread today. That’s so unlike me. Religion and politics should never be mixed together. I should know better.
Howdy ever’body.
Now I’m suddenly busy at work again. How’d that happen? I also have nothing interesting to say. ::sigh::
Hey there, MMP.
Welby - is it new pants?
(I also want to say, “Don’t go anywhere, Rigs , we need you!”)
(And I want to extend my condolences to you, light.)
FCM - there’s a question right up your alley over in Cafe Society. Poor baby rubbed her skin off!
Nothing much going on. Waiting on 5 o’clock.
I slept yesterday - best sleep I’ve had in a while. I dreamed I was in a musical - it was sort of Rent-like in that it had a minimal set and everyone was young and energetic (except me) and we sort of improv’d the whole thing so if I wanted a solo, I had to just jump in. And I did - with this marvelous note that I held for what seemed like ever, while everyone else harmonized and danced around me.
Then that was over and it was time for class. but I hadn’t registered for anything this semester so I talked them all into ditching and just hanging out.
okay - back to reality.
**Rigs ** - did anyone answer your photo question? the best way is to set up an account with a photohosting sites. I recommmend either photobucket.com or bubbleshare.com. Both are free and Mac friendly and easy to use. I prefer Bubbleshare if I have a lot of pics, and Photobucket for one or two at a time. Follow the instructions on the site, and then post the link here and we’ll see the pictures!
**ltool ** - I am sorry for your loss - it’s never easy at any age - count on your family and friends to get you thru
**welby ** - tell us please!
also assorted YAYs, aw’s, {{{hugs}}}, and other appropriate noises for everything I missed
Have you *seen * the price of razor blades lately?
Greetings from the San Francisco Bay Area, where it’s warm in some spots and stinking hot in others. My house happens to be in one of the stinking hot sections. And literally stinking as well. Between the occasional burp of stink from a refinery, there’s been a gigantic wood fire at a “wood recycler” nearby. At least it’s clean wood so the whole area smells like a campfire, rather than a building fire, with all of the plaster, carpet and whatnot. Still, it’s enough to put a noticeable haze in the sky, and flip the air quality into “unhealthy” - today’s a “Spare the Air” day, so the commute was free.
Okay. I’m gonna tell. It’s not like I really thought you guys would figure it out anyhow, because it’s not really a usual type gift. On the plus side, some of your thoughts gave me ideas for presents for you guys for Christmas. Especially Swampy.
So what I got was this: 10 days to myself.
Welbywife took the brats to sunny Florida and left me at home (I couldn’t have gone if I wanted to). Plus, she arranged for a group of our friends to kidnap me and take me into the mountains for some camping and grilling and beer drinking. I think it failed to cross her mind that 'Chelle and Marie, my pretty little belly dancing friends would be there, and that they, being , um, extroverts, love a chance to do thier dance. I’m glad it didn’t cross her mind, because she might have told me to behave myself or something, and also 'cause the belly dancing was GOOOOOOOD. GOOOOOOD. Also, I got the chance to (hang on a second here: GOOOOOOOOOOD) do a little fishing.
The rest of the week has been nothing but movies with gratuitous boobies and steak dinners. And beer. I like me some beer. And they won’t be back until next Tuesday, so this weekend I’m gonna geek out with my re-enactment friends and have a weapon and costume making party (With steak. And beer.) and then go fight all day Sunday. I gotta see i the girls wil come over too. Because, in case you haven’t guessed, the belly dancing? It’s GOOOOOD.
Nope. I don’t shave.
Thanks! I wandered over and offered my wisdom, such as it is… 
welby there is this burly guy who works at the local [del]homo[/del] Home Depot I wouldn’t mind gettin’ a lap dance from.
Sounds like a great week for you. Yay for you! Specially the beer part.
I ate me a bbq sammich and some tater (N.O.T.) salad for lunch. I now feel better, 'cept I have to take a conference call at 2:30 this afternoon. YAWN I may mute the dang thing and play here while I listen. It ain’t like I gotta talk .
were we talking about kitties? because the ads I see are
Cat Declaw Alternative
Purina Kittenchow
Cat Toys and Cat Food
I get bbq sauces, chocolate and a free fifty dollar gift card from Dead Lobster.
How about BBQ’d dead kitty lobsters dipped in chocolate?
My kid just called - she and her cousin are all checked in and in line at the airport (Southwest, you know) Their flight is on time and she should get to BWI by 5. Then they claim their stuff and we meet **FCD ** for dinner. YAY!
I am very excited.
Got any sprinkles?
You Owe Me A New Keyboard!!!
This is all clearly too much for you. I’m on the way to help you get through this.
I’ll bring reinforcements for the steak and beer, stay AWAY from the boobies til I get there.
If those things existed, they’d be more of a 50th birthday gift instead of a routine Father’s Day one.
That’s what O thought, too. Everybody except this one guy knows Fred should be the name of the joke.
You carpool with someone who is in fifth grade? How odd.
HAH! I knew she wasn’t a real person, not if they’re able to make a new one!
I find it happening to me more and more. I don’t know if because I hate people, or if there are a bunch of folks who I just hate to read what comes out of their mouths.
welby I don’t believe you. I must see pictures of these alledged GOOOOOOOD belly dancers, and they must be plying their craft.
Now what kind of hateful, nasty thing is that to say?
Sean, I’ll see if’n I can get some pics for you. I’ll ask really, really nicely. And I’m sure I’ll be told no, as I’ve been told before. I’ll even tell them that you don’t believe they’re good, but only after they’ve danced and kicked back for a drink. No way am I gonna let you screw up my leering.
I know, it’s weird. She’s surprisingly tall and … old, for her age.