Howdy Y’all! I prepped stuff for tomorrow and cooked the greens. We accomplished nappage and day drinkin’. Majik intartoobz pizza and sallit got et. The fireworks have started. Hopefully there won’t be any too close to da cave. It’s time for Netflix, chill and popcorn.
Nuts:: tacklehug :: so happy to hear from ya! Do come back soon.
Still quiet in N. Ali-bama; either folks don’t feel like setting off fireworks when it is under 50F or they are waiting until the time is closer (or maybe Ali-bama’s loss in college tackleball today dispirited them), Either way I suspect I’ll be asleep by that time.
Apparently planning to go to the garage opener company scared my device into obedience as it’s opening and closing the door just fine now. Split the afternoon into gym time and library time (to work on he Mega NY Times crossword; about 80% done) and came home to my usual Tuesday Mac-n-Cheese dinner. May watch some more tackleball tonight.
Heck, I’m old enough to remember Dick Clark from American Bandstand days.
talkie, enjoy the night and the family.
52, never heard of Andy Armadillo either, but I usually only visit the Roadhouse on Sundays in advance of the Church crowds.
doggio, hey, you should have stayed on-board, it might have been an adventure!!
rocky, glad Lager is doing better, but given his age it may be a harbinger of things to come, I’m afraid…
Not just feline ones either…
Bob-B, yeah, I concur, the one thing you don’t want to have to do is stop and maneuver some. Glad that help was fairly close.
Sticky Buns, 
at that pic.
And just heard some fireworks go off, so some Ali-bamans are starting the celebrations…
BBBoo, best wishes for the surgery, keep us up to date.
Bat Boy, sounds like you can compare notes with boofae on commuting; I imagine she has a few more train choices than you do, however.
Cookie, good news about Sadie, give her time and she may yet become a lap cat.
NUT!! Good to see you around these parts again. How’s life treating you?
oopsie, no car inspections here in Ali-bama, glad you got it done in time. Keep feeling better.
And that’s all for now. Will try to get one more MMP post in before 2025.
I was supposed to go to church service from 10 to 12 then a meal there. Like last year. But a church member who lives in my building texted and said shes not going.
I messaged another member but told her Im still not 100% ok.
She said I should stay home.
I loved it last year. I almost forgot what its like to feel healthy ( its been 10 days) !
:waves hi: from Smyrna! I hope that your trip is good.
Good luck on the surgery, wordy!
Yay on the job bat boy!
Gentle hugs to you VanGo.
aka amateur night. Folks who limit themselves to the occasional cocktail or glass of wine are going for broke and don’t handle it as well as the pros.
Happy birthday baker!
Glad that Lager’s OK, rocky.
Awwww…
Welcome back nut! A happy new year to you and BooFae, since it’s already past midnight across the pond.
Mine are in the third rinse right now.
Irked a half day, went to the 'Boro to pick up a few things, came home and took Nelson for a (very) brief romp in the dog park (it was near 60 ferret height, but the biting wind made for small dog warnings, so we didn’t stay long). Came home, did some cutting on my current studio project and am relaxing for the next six days.
I haven’t been much on NYE for quite a while. It was fun after I got out of a band and was hanging out with the bar crowd, but, shoot, the last couple of years, my work hours mean that I’m in bed by ten at the latest on my days off.
Stay safe and healthy y’all!
I am going!
It dawned on me the cough medicine is making me feel crappy.
Waste of money.
So they came and patched the ceiling hole and repainted. Spot gave me an earful after that. Now we’re watching hockey, having a Manhattan, and some Hot Nashville-ish chicken. The neighbors have already started the artillery bombardment on 2025.
Reminds me of a Wallace and Gromit character.
well, there is the phrase “shit eating grin”.
Well, if the driver opened his bulkhead door, and someone was standing there in the cargo bay, there might have been some excrement produced. 
NUT!!!
: tacklehug :
We were worried you had been kidnapped by tiny plants.
Philly has decided to finish the year with a thunderstorm! Nature’s fireworks.
Southern Merrylande got Nature’s Fireworks also - many big booms! I suppose there were flashes also, but my recliner doesn’t face out the window so I don’t know for certain.
We watched 2 more episodes of The Tudors. Catherine Howard is gonna get it, probably in the next episode. She’s a naughty, naughty queen! Not that Henry VIII was any pillar of niceness. I googled and found this:
under the reign of Henry VIII, as many as 72,000 people are estimated to have been executed. … Some common methods of execution at that time were boiling, burning at the stake, hanging, beheading, and drawing and quartering. Executions were carried out for such capital offenses as marrying a Jew, not confessing to a crime, and treason.
It was rough if you pissed off ol’ Henry. And yet women kept marrying him.
I’m thinking I’ll take my tablet and toddle off to bed to play some games before falling asleep. I don’t think I’ll make it to 11, but I might make 10.
Talk to you again in 2025!
The turnip greens are washed and rolled in a towel in the fridge and the black eyed peas are soaking. I’ll toodle off to bed shortly and likely wake up when more fireworks go off at midnight. I took Nelson out a little early so’s he wouldn’t be upset by them.
I just put the black-eyed peas to soak. I’ll trim and cut the collard greens mañana.
We went down to CJ’s Beach House of very early dinner. They don’t really have any low-carb/keto options (except for Caesar salad or wedge salad, or expensive steak), so I said to Hell with it and had a Reuben and half of the fries that came with it. And two negronis. Bad news: I cheated on my diet. But I weighed myself today, and I was down to 200 pounds. Good news: Wifey paid.
Happy New Year Mumpers!!! 
May this be a great year for all of us.
HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!
Happy new year!
Happy 2025!
Carrie Underwood was performing in Times Square. Funny to see her and Ryan Seacrest together; I believe it’s been a full 20 years since she won Idol.
Church was great.
After they had a lot of quiche.
Just got home at 1 a.m.
Feel weak but will be healing.
Whelp, S.M. took me up on the offer. No surprise, and I was thoroughly prepared.
Never over an hour wait time, but we did more sales than a super busy Saturday (over $9,100 sold, which roughly works out to around 50 pizzas an hour, every hour.)
Didn’t even bust into my coffee (didn’t have time) and forgot all about my coffee beans. Ah, well.
We got a brief burst of lake-effect snow mid evening, plus S.M. brought a couple of glitter-bomb type “firecrackers” for us closers to set off right at midnight in the parking lot.
So that was festive.
We did get stuck with a lot of “oops/remake” pizzas, plus the expected drunks who forgot/passed out and never picked their order up … so it was awesome when a cop pulled up to the drive-thru right as we were closing up.
Me: “Uh, S.M. the cops are here.”
S.M. distracted by manager stuff “Oh, they’re all gonna be out tonight, you know that.”
Me: “No, I mean, they’re HERE.”
S.M. suddenly not distracted
He asked if we had any unsold pizzas, and S.M. was like, “Oh! You bet your ass we do!” and handed him probably three or four of 'em.
She admonished that they weren’t fresh (“Please don’t judge our quality by these!”) but hey, free pizza for the po-po.
Hi! My favorite nut came back!
There’s a blast from the past.
Tossing Monks a few treats to chase while my pot pie bakes up.
… and I bake up.
Earlier I went to a new (to me) dispo so I could get a “new customer” freebie/discount, but I was already dressed for work.
Budtender gave me the receipt and said I could get a 15% off discount at such-and-such pizza joint, if I showed them my receipt.
I looked at her.
Looked down at my shirt.
Looked back at her.
Looked back down, at my “Mr Scribs Pizza!” shirt.
Looked back at her. 
She laughed.
OMG guess who just remembered she has a few sparklers?!?
Man, I haven’t made myself a quiche in a long time. Thanks for the reminder, imma hafta make one soon.
… oooooh! Leftover ham!! And I have eggs! Yeah, that’s definitely on the upcoming agenda. Good call.
Feliz Novy God, everyody!
I believe it’s pronounced, “Fleas on my dog!”
Pot pie is being absorbed (and added back to the grocery list) plus a multivitamin, a single raspberry puff thingie, and the very last of my TX Roadhouse … tragically, minus any rolls, because someone had already stuffed all of them into her greedy little mouth.
Sleepy time commenceth. Monkey has loaf-ified at my ankles & is purring very quietly.
Hope this isn’t a hijack, but if anyone reading now (12:48 Alaska Time) lives in a northern state and has clear skies, you should probably step outside. The Northern Lights are dancing !
Back inside to apologize. I typed hurriedly and wrote “state” where “region” would’ve been more appropriate. I had no intention of excluding Dopers in other northern countries.
The aurora has spread across the whole sky now, so it’s not nearly as bright, just a pale light one could mistake for a haze if it didn’t swirl and change. The effect is ghostly. Shreds and streams of what could be ectoplasm silently drawn across the sky. Shiver!
A good way to see in the New Year !