You know, when I started working here, everyone was so worried that I’d be bored, and it would be dull, working with accountants and all. Little did they know! Once the alcohol-fuelled orgy stories started trickling back, they changed their tune. There are still places that we are not allowed to go back to, owing to bad behavior. This place is lots of things, but boring isn’t one of them.
Keep it up, Bumba, and you’ll go pro!
Oh, and ACBG is standing by with a stainless steel cart (one of those surgical looking ones) but instead of surgical instruments, there’s a assortment of chocolates on the tray on top.
Oh, and because I SICK TO DEATH of the google ad for DEMOCRATSSUCK.com at the bottom of the page:
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Just hand over the chocolate, and nobody has to get hurt.
Bumba this is for my Kid Lit class. Actually, I am comparing Pilgrim’s Progress to The Phantom Tollbooth-they are both allegories.
It has F all to do with librarianship, but it keeps me off the streets and drug free.
<sigh>
I dare you!!!
Think it’ll work??
This gets me Lunesta and yarn ads.
I’m getting “Why not cook solar?” What in the world does that have to do with chocolate? I mean I suppose I could cook solar chocolate chip cookies… but it still seems like a stretch.
Rosie, I can’t imagine 15 years of manually dealing with the forecast. You must have the patience of a saint!
We did that last weekend. 
I’m not sure, but I think rosie just proposed to me…
Bumba, take it from someone who lost her big toenail twice (first time was an unpleasant incident which I won’t go into, but the second time was my own stupid fault, dropping a full glass liter bottle on it – owie!) – as it’s growing back, soak it regularly and make sure that skin doesn’t get all smushed up in front of the nail as it grows out. I didn’t start till too late with mine, and I’ve been fighting a permanently ingrown toenail for the past 35 years as a result.
There was bad weather all around us, but except for one 5-minute blast of windy rain, we had nothing but spatterings of rain here all day. Although it got darker than night about 2 pm and stayed that way most of the afternoon. I’d given my golden retriever a dose of his knockout medicine to get him through the thunderstorms, but I only heard one faint rumble of thunder. But I had a snockered dog – at one point he got up from a deep sleep and stumbled into the kitchen after me on rubber legs, weaving and bumping off the walls. It was hilarious.
Papa Tigs just celebrated ten years with his company, and got to order himself one item out of a Michael J. Fina catalog. So he got a nice table clock to put on his new rolltop desk. But no lunch, no sash, no tiara. Not that he’d wear one if they tried to make him. (But if he did, I’m sure he’d look lovely!)
Thanks for the tips Mama, I soak it every night in the hot tub. I’ll check the surrounding skin tonight.
Rigs, it’d probably keep me off the streets too, but the drug-free, not so much!
I have promised myself that if I ever go back to school, I will never take any class with the words Lit or Literatire in them ever again. I’d rather deal with mopheads and little rubber grommety thing for the rest of my life than that.
<the part of Rigs that channels Jane Austen keels over in dead faint>
Off to class, NOT, sadly enough, the one I like. This one makes the Mojave Desert look like a swamp.
Blech.
I know it all sounds like a life of glamour and luxury Bumba but believe me there’s a nasty underside to the world of mopheads and little rubber grommety things. You don’t want to know! :eek:
Speaking of glamour and luxury, we got a [del]sucker[/del] volunteer for next week yet? Come on… step on up somebody and be the host with the most.
It worked!
Now I see:
Ghirardelli Chocolate
HERSHEY’S Dark Chocolate
Ghirardelli Chocolate
Premium Chocolate Bars
Yep, there’s a reason why I have ads blocked… I’ll occasionally unblock and look at them, but mostly ads annoy me, so I keep them hidden.
Miss Rosie Posie, it’s always fun to read your posts and look at your pictures. I always want to comment on everything and say hi to everyone individually, but it would probably take pages if I did that. But I read every single post and feel like I know a whole lot more about everyone who posts here regularly than many of my real-life friends.
Hugs and good thoughts and prayers to Puggy and Grumpus and the whole family. Sorry to hear he’s doing so poorly.
I’m just bopping in here for a moment because I have to go procure ingredients for my wonderful taco dip and go to the library and maybe acquire an OSU sweatshirt since tomorrow is the day before the BIG GAME. We’re having an OSU-UM potluck (3 UM fans and about 12 OSU) at work and I promised the dip. And my only OSU sweatshirt is…blue.
Oh…Taters (I think it was you), I saw your request for my sweet NOT dish. I started it without a recipe but have been asked for the recipe often enough that I’ve actually written it down. I might not be able to dig it up tonight (I have to get started on the taco dip and then get some work done), but I’ll try to post it tomorrow.
Back after a while…
GT
Ooh, ooh, the drama continues! Guess what we might have tomorrow? Protesters! Picketers! Somebody in our building is being targeted for a demonstration tomorrow! The fun never ends around here! Don’t you wish you worked in *my * office?
No tornadoes within 100 miles of Mayberry today, at least looking south. I didn’t bother to see if any hit in Virginny.
VWife reported that she was walking Maddy just before all hell broke loose, and the wind knocked the dog over and rolled her about 30 feet. She (the dog) got up and gave VWife the biggest ol’ stinkeye (and that’s saying something, what with having one eye anyway) as if to say, “Why the f*ck did you do that, Mom?”
VWife also reported seeing a flying house, an old hag on a bicycle, and a flock of flying monkeys.
I would have paid money to see Maddy get rolled. This little dog is 35 lbs, and is so small of stature that her body density rivals that of a neutron star. Any gust strong enought to knock her over had to be a strong one.
The good news is that I filled another 5 gallon bucket with peecans tonight, and I ran out of daylight before I ran out of nuts. On the list for this weekend is stopping by Drucker’s store and buying a couple of production nutcrackers. It’s time to start shelling and drying.
You got lucky. We got some serious precip, and some winds, tho not as much as had been threatened. I meant to look out and see if there are any leaves left on the trees, but I forgot and it’s too dark now. I’ll check tomorrow.
I glazed all or parts of 8 more pieces - a couple of mugs, some bowls, and miscellaneous pots. Some of the stuff is weird, so I’m using those pieces to experiment. I mixed black and white glaze together to see what I’ll get. It won’t necessarily be grey - according to my teacher the chemicals in the glaze don’t combine the way you’d expect in the color wheel. So we shall see.
I’m being yelled at by a feline - I bet her box needs cleaning. I’d better tend to it.
Envy me my exciting life… :rolleyes:
Taco dip ingredients mixed and put in containers. I decided that I’m dropping everything off really early and then coming home to catch the bus. (I can park for free till 6 a.m. If I get there at 5:30 or so I’ll beat the crowds and still have time to come home, breakfast in leisure and make it back in on an earlyish bus (it’s a five-minute trip by car, so it’s not quite as silly as it sounds…).
Now it’s time to get some work done.
Speaking of exciting lives…
GT
Why are two of my three ads for prescription sleep medication, and the third one for free knitting patterns?
The lady who gave Magic to me came over today and brought some lovely quilted fleece pads for the fuzzies. I think she got her feelings a bit hurt - Magic wouldn’t come to her. He would come right to me, though. Oh well, at least she knows he is happy with his new mama.
Booster Club meeting went well - we have our reservations and caterer for the Christmas party and have decided we’re going to give the guys engraved watches for Christmas gifts from the club. I think it’s a good idea - we’ve usually done something like sweatshirts or jackets; these will last a bit longer. We’re going to have their number and the date engraved on the back.
A bunch of us went out to dinner afterward at Country’s Barbeque. As I was getting out of the Jeep I backed into a holly bush. Did I get any sympathy for my poor punctured butt? Nooooooooo! I got laughed at. 
Tomorrow night I have hockey! And Saturday night I have hockey! Yippee! Right now I am going to have a hot bath - it is getting cold here.
well, not really a forecast, per se; but justs about every procedure they taught me I was able to streamline and convert into some kind of Excel sheet or database. it got to the point where they’d say - “hmmm - new job function - let’s give it to anyrose and see if she can’t simplify it for future hires” I’ve also written dozens of procedures for deaprtmental functions that have been incorporated into the Official Handbook Of Processes (fear it)
Well, I have had the right kind of experience - remember, I was a theatre major… 