~Happy Birthday, Welby~
And good morning to the rest of you. TGIF! I am going to try my darndest to go to a yoga class today - these months of grad student living (ie, eating bad food) have started to show 'round my belly. Gah. Of course, today is our department’s social hour, which means we get a lot of free wine and cheese. :smack: I am doooooooooooooomed.
'Mika, too bad you won’t get to see the look on his face when he tries to read the paper. 
For you amusement, here’s a silly photo of me.
Have a lovely Friday everyone!
Wine makes me happy too, Hank. 
And Meeks, that is the funniest April Fool’s joke I’ve heard in quite some time. 
Tigs - Ooh, did he get to talk to Obama much? What was he like?
Nah, he didn’t really get to do more than shake hands with Obama. He wasn’t there to meet employees, but to visit patients and get his political/campaign photo op. Real people aren’t important in such a situation, only the patients and the press. :dubious:
But he did get to meet and visit with Ted Kennedy that same day, and he’s met a whole assortment of officials. His favorite in terms of just being a nice guy is Bob Dole, who’s apparently totally pleasant and chatty and down to earth. He also doesn’t travel with the kind of entourage a Kennedy or an Obama does, which makes life easier for working folks, obviously!
Okay, I have got to get some work done here. Will someone please insist I do it while my knee’s complaints are reduced to a level to make it possible? Because by this evening it just won’t happen no matter how much I want it to. 
Cute photo, Haze! So are your eyes closed just because, or were you as snockered as you look?
Haze, I love that photo!
As for the prank, I’m really looking forward to the report-out on Monday. Shall keep you all posted!
I just found out that DH has THE SICK. The Big Sick. The Daddy of all Sick.
He called me from his doctor’s office to say that the doc says he’s got The Flu.
I’m just hoping that the flu shot I got this year is effective. For all I know, I’m covered in flu bugs and am merrily sprinkling them all around the office. :eek:
My stomach is growling. It’s very distracting. Can’t go to lunch yet, though, 'cause someone else is still at lunch, and there’s no one here but me.
Someone get me a better job, because this one is driving me crazy.
Home early - yay! I’m making use of the hour off that all of us who did the presentation were granted. I’d have preferred cash, but I’ll take an hour if that’s all I can get. After I finish reading the funnies, I’m going to get into grubbies and go throw some clay stuff.
Today was a big bore. Most exciting thing I did was go to base security to get stickers for my cars. For some reason, they did away with the stickers, so all we had to do to get on base was show our ID badges. But as of May 1, we have to have stickers again, so I get 'em for the Scion and the van. So I’m good to go.
The next most exciting thing was getting into my safe drawer. I had to store something and it’s been many months since I had to access the safe. For some reason, I had a major brain fart and started spinning the combo lock in the wrong direction to start. This is a digital lock, and when you start it off in the wrong direction, it just blinks back and forth between 2 numbers. Then if you keep playing with it, you can start to dial the combination, but you end up getting a lightning bolt which means you goofed. So after several lightning bolts, I emailed the head of physical security (she wasn’t at her phone when I called) to tell her what was going on.
I sat there thinking about the lock, wondering if I’d started spinning in the wrong direction. So I went back, and sure enough, I got it open just fine. :o so I went back and re-emailed, informing Tina that I’m an idiot. At least I was able to secure the classified document all safe and sound. <heh - safe>
Most of the rest of the day was wasted. I coulda phoned it in. But now I’m home and about to change into grubbies and get all messy. I think it’ll be theraputic.
C’mon, somebody - volunteer for Monday. You don’t want me to do it - I’m in one of *those * moods…
Oh yeah - Happy Happy, welby!!
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Happy Birthday Welby!!!
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I am now on vacation(God willing) till next Monday A.M. There are 3 home games left in the regular season, and 2 hockey board tailgates. How’s that for mundane, pointless details, gt?
rosie, sorry about the back. I have some [del]CIA suicide pills[/del] arthritis meds you could borrow.
Bionictigs, at least Papatigs didn’t get his leg humped.
meeks, good prank.
bobbio, that made me think of that Far Side cartoon with the two giant bears fighting off the tribe of cavemen: “Crimey! There’s more of these things every year!”
Haze, it looks like you are one with the wine.
Tel, you could work for swampy, and be a TMI vendor.
Happy Birthday Welby!!!
Cool picture haze, you squint awesomely.
I’m tired, I don’t wanna work today, and it’s the secretary’s last day. I need another spring break to catch up from this one.
Happy Birthday Welby!
Not only is it Friday, it is an awesome Friday! I took work off today because Stanely Lambardo was on campus doing a recetation of Book 24 of the Illiad. I have been waiting to see him perform for at least three years, a let me just say that it was worth it. That man has one of the greatest reading voices I have ever heard, he even read several passages in Greek which was lovely to listen to.
Later tonight Meli and I, along with several other friends, are going to a midnight performance of The Rocky Horror Picture Show. She is quite a fan but I have never seen it, so while I have an idea of what to expect this should be interesting.
Hey everybody - this is Alistair McCello and he’s a virgin!
Happy Birthday, Welby!
<snerk> That was the first thing I thought of too Snakes.
I have been a slug since that interview this morning. Ok, a slug who made a pound cake, but that’s all I have accomplished thus far today. The cake smells good though. I did up some more strawberry stuff to top it with and I have some fresh whipping cream also. MMMMM… pound cake topped with strawberries and fresh whipped cream.
Got those brownies baked yet doggio? Brownies need good vanilla ice cream and hot fudge.
Dang, I’m hungry!
If’n nobody else is speakin’ up for Monday, then I will. Nuttin’ real TMIy, I promise. Really. Next week is Holy Week after all so I’m supposed to behave. Really.
swampy, Spats is making brownies. Maybe you ought to lay off the 3 martini lunches(note to self:buy gin).
Ali, I read the Iliad, but it was all Greek to me.
But I’d do that for free! I’m decorous here, but this is one of the few places. There are two MMPers who can verify that.
All in favor of **swampy ** doing a not-too-TMIy-not-too-holy MMP, make armpit farts:
:eek: :eek: :eek: :eek: :eek: :eek:
All against, who cares what you think…
You got it, swampster! Just make sure you get it up early. No slugging on Monday! 
Happy Birthday, Welby!
I haven’t commented on this thread all week.
Last week I quit my temp job because I was offered a position at another company. There’s lots of drama involved, and I narrowly escaped being fired for no reason. ::sigh:: This week has been interesting at best. The new company is bigger and has a host of “fascinating” characters about. Some of them are :rolleyes: worthy while others are nice. A lot of the :rolleyes: worthy are also :eek: worthy. Lots of “baby mommas” with crazy stories and large gaggles of kids. They’re nice, but man, I could not live their lives. Right now, though, I’m a floater between departments because they’re not sure where they want to place me yet. Internet access is filtered, which isn’t so great, but it’s better than there being no internet access whatsoever; it’s nice that they haven’t blocked the Dope yet either. I’m just hoping I can make it through the next few months so I’m not doing too much job hopping.
I kind of miss my old job. :smack:
nashi give the new job some time. You’re in a position I hope to be in in the near future, new kid on the block. So, I’ll be able to commiserate with ya.
I am, as we say down south, full as a tick. Those were huge Tbones! Grilled to perfection by yours truly of course. Dessert will be later on if at all. Right now we’re so full!
Ok, so I’ll host next week. I promise it’ll be up early cause I’ll probably compose on Sunday afternoon and get up and post early. I’d say I’d stay up til midnight then post it but I can’t stay up that late.
Tomorrow I’m smokin’ some ribs. They are marinatin’ as I post. I’m thinkin’ ribs, N.O.T. salad, baked beans and some good crusty bread for supper tomorrow. Sounds nummy! Ok not so much right now cause I’m so full, but nummy it will be.
doggio just cause Spats is baking brownies does not mean you can’t bake brownies too.
I feel kind of silly taking on a new job, despite the circumstances. I’m going to be moving sometime before the summer’s over, as, well, grad school and cohabitation with Acid Lamp await. 
I just feel all jumbled, even though I know that the turnover rate is high and people aren’t likely to get to know me unless I’ve been there a few years.
Anyway, what the heck is N.O.T.?
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I am filled with :mad: :mad: :mad: GRRRRRR :mad: :mad: :mad: today. It’s been building up all week and it was all I could do all day not to asplode at everyone. OK, not everyone, just the people who are getting on my nerves.
::/WARNING::
Yes, it’s a work thing.
But, I’m home now, and I get to go to this tomorrow (here’s a better link, actually), which will be lots of fun.
Hi nashii! N.O.T = potatoes. Stands for Not Our Taters because, as civilized Dopers, we want it to be clear that we are not cannibals.
Noooooo, they can’t limit your access taxi!!! We’ve already lost Sean and Taters (and several others) that way. We can’t lose you, too!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, WELBY!!!
May I have some baked goods, please? My CD drive is over here -------------------->
I have more to say, but first I need to go get ice cream and go for a walk. (Serious GRRRR reduction measure.)
Back later…
GT
Whee! Things are escalating again in the neighborhood. I think it must be cursed. We finally got normal tenants in the House from Hell, and then **she **moved in. Today she went from random screaming to threatening her next door neighbor. That house is for sale, but since That Woman is screaming in her yard all the time, I think they’re having difficulty selling it. It doesn’t help that the house is a money pit that should have been a tear down a couple of owners ago.
I’ve been working on my shawl, and hope to finish up at least one of the sides over the weekend. I’ve never used a provisional cast on before, so I’m a little nervous about when I finally take it out. What if I drop stitches? :eek:
Happy Birthday, Welby!