It was a shitshow(figuratively and literally). The literal bit was one of those vacuum trucks to vacuum out the lines, because that uncontacted violently xenophobic tribe in the Andaman Islands has a better grasp of Western plumbing than some of my cow orkers. The figurative was a doozy. Yellow Belt was overloaded, as usual. But a bunch of packages didn’t get the sort labels on them, so they got dumped on J and I on the 300 Slide, along with a bunch of misssorts It took TPTB a while to figure it out and send help. And just when it go cleared, the Blueberries in Secondary sent 6 bags for the 100 and 200 to the 300, and the Blueberries on the 300 Sort Table opened half of them, and put them in the 300 cages. Which got tossed out and ended up at the end of the belt 10min before the drivers left. So there was much sorting and running them, and there was a lot of left in building. The damages and rewraps weren’t bad, but it was all heavy stuff, including 120lbs of metal rods that were supposed to go to Charlotte. Except the shipper used a used box, and left the label on(16lvs.) so it stayed here. So I had to rebox, and take the old label out of the system. I got home at quarter to 12. Spot has alternated wanting snuggles, since he was briefly alone, and sulking because I unalived Mr. Skitters. I’ve had soup(Chunky jambalaya), so it’s naptime.
Or it could be like at Brown, where it take forever to get access, because you need TPTB to send, read, and respond to multiple emails.
Could you second TM to a satellite campus, maybe Diego Garcia?
Triple awful situation.
The people who are sending fund raising emails the day after an election need to be sent to The Special Hell for child molesters and people who talk in theaters.
Sounds like being the DJ at a Smurf rave.
Better a large grey area dog, than a 16lbs running ball of darkness at your feet.
So it has been exciting around here. Yesterday evening I was very comfortable in my recliner. I tried to get out of it but it was dead. Sunflower helped me get out (growing old is no fun at all). the power strip was off. My recliner, my small refrigerator and my phone/watch charging station was all that was there. I tried another strip for the same result. Just then my daughter came in through the kitchen and told me that the microwave, the toaster, the refrigerator and the toaster oven were off too
simple fix is to check the fuse box. I dug out my meter and checked all the circuits. Everything was good. By then it was pretty late so we unplugged everything and went on to bed.
Until now I had no idea how the wiring was done. BTW: I am a retired electrician. She said that the logical place to start was the outlet in my den, pointing out that the den outlet was the closest on to the fuse box. (have I ever mentioned how bright and intuitive my wife is?)
She nailed it in one. The outlet is better than forty years old. I obviously had failed. removed it and went to Lowe’s for a replacement. Back home it was fifteen minutes to replace it, and a little more to plug everything back in and get stuff running.
The culprit:
Note the electrical license under the glass of the counter just behind it. I actually didn’t notice that until I posted that picture here
I’m BACK! Did you miss me? Not a real question, just rhetorical.
The reason I haven’t posted since Friday is that my computer FROZE. The cursor wouldn’t show up, Control-Alt-Delete didn’t work, pressing down the power button didn’t shut the computer off. Finally on Sunday morning I tried holding down the power button for quite a while and the computer shut off. I waited awhile then attempted to boot it back up. A black screen came up with the words “Your device ran into a problem and couldn’t be repaired. Click or press Enter to see other recovery options.” Well, not having a lot of understanding about hardware, I chose to just close the screen and wait until DG was able to come over as she has technical expertise about hardware. She is heavily involved in electioneering/canvassing, etc so I had to wait until she could come over today. And it took her less than 2 minutes to get the computer operational again. Yay!
So, something I was puzzling about yesterday related to a comic that Charles Schultz posted on Nov 3, 1960. In the first box Linus asked “What’s the cure for disillusionment, Charlie Brown?” Second box: Charlie Brown responded “A chocolate-cream and a friendly pat on the back” as he gave Linus a chocolate-cream and a pat on the back. In the third box Charlie Brown is walking away and Linus is putting the chocolate-cream in his mouth. In the fourth box Linus turns toward the direction Charlie Brown walked away and said “Good ol’ Charlie Brown.” What I was puzzling over was whether or not I would need a chocolate-cream and a friendly pat on the back today. I am pleased to report that due to a I do not need a chocolate-cream or a friendly pat on the back today. Can’t wipe the off my face today.
I haven’t had a chance to read anything since late afternoon Friday until now so Yays, Boos, Congrats, Noogies, Trouts, Chitlins, Prayers, Condolences or anything else appropriate to all up in this mug.
Will be back later to hopefully start catching up on everything I missed.
Thanks to all for your kind wishes re my improved state of health! I am happy to report I’m more or less fine today, if a little shaky. But I have ceased spewing bodily emissions, and I’ll take that win!
It’s currently 57Ferrets, rising from 39F and expected to top out at 59F. Very overcast with rain in the forecast for overnight. This is Oregon weather and I’m fine with it.
fly boy, I will echo JtC’s sentiments and congratulate you on turning down a job you didn’t want even a little. There are far better things waiting for you down the track, I feel sure!
BBBooo, you are an heroic person to give so generously of your time to elections work! NIce to hear it went as smoothly as it did. I hope today is a restful day for you. Put those feet up!
red, I’m happy for you the election went as it did in Texas. A fantastic result, there and throughout the country! Hope the infusions go better. I know you are so sick of all the kerfuffle with them. Take it easy today, and have a great day your own self.
“Mr. Skitters” is destined to become a classic. What a perfect name for a roach! Glad your challenging day is in your rear view mirror now.
Perfect. May you have as fine a time as possible with the tiny screamy people. I will keep good thoughts. And good luck with getting your irk account finally unlocked.
Be safe on your travels to Brunswick, swampy! And don’t be too hard on OYKW for throwing his catered orgy in your absence. Congrats on the very fabulous outcome of your election, too!
BooFae, sorry about your kettlebells sessions being abruptly abated with no notice to you. I am sure that assistant manager won’t forget again, though! Good luck with nailing down the secondment.
rocker, what an ordeal for you this morning with the fire alarm! Glad it all turned out to be nothing, but poor Koritza and poor you.
Enjoy all the T-Day planning, FCM. Sounds like it will be a fun day for you, your family and friend.
Kudos to you, shoe, for making the extra effort to go vote! This was such an important election – and you were a part of it! Glad you’re feeling better, too.
Knots, I learn the most interesting things from you! I knew about grafting, but not about how frail Gala tree root systems are. Hope breakfast was pleasant.
Mollie, Tennessee is a tough state for Dems. Which doesn’t make it any easier for you to live there. I’m sure you have good reasons for staying, though.
JtC, I started this morning with some yogurt and a chopped apple. It stayed down, so that’s a win! Hope the little hen’s funeral was sweet. I’m sure it was, and it will mean a lot that you attended.
Taters, I finally gave up on trying to find a food allergy for Ollie. It was miserable for us both. In the end, I decided it’s environmental: Dust mites or outdoor pollen or some such. No food change ever seemed to help. Zenrelia sure did, though! Hope your son makes it up for a visit.
metal mouse, hope you enjoyed your time at the gym and I am sure you found other pleasant ways to fill your free time today. You’re so caught up at the moment!
Herald, well done to you for working elections, too. Hope you made the papers!
Sorry for the sore hip, wet one. Hope it feels better soon.
Nice to see you feeling jovial, cookie! It is a nice day today, isn’t it?
dicey, happy laundering!
Ack, hippie, glad Sunflower was there to help with getting out of your recliner! And that outlet is really scary. I sometimes complain about all the GFIs I have installed around my place, but stuff like that outlet shuts me up. Glad it was an easy fix and not a conflagration!
Cat Glove, that’s two of us. Glad the 'puter was an easy fix for DG!
As stated, I seem to be over my brief but violent malaise. Haven’t been able to eat much, but that’s all right – I wear some spare provisions. I got a couple of eggs and a slice of toast down after the yogurt and apple. That might be it for today.
Ollie has fun pretending the Fed Ex delivery person is arriving every half hour. He leaps up from a dead sleep, barks like a mad thing and insists on being lifted down to the floor, where he can run over and glare out at the world from the kitchen door (all glass) and continue barking at… the Invisible Mole People, I guess.
Finally, the moment arrived when he was right – that Fed Ex delivery person showed up! And Ollie’s warning was all that saved us! The fellow left the Chewy box without even knocking. Someone got some new toys and fresh treats. Not that he deserves them.
By the way, doggio, Spot and Ollie weigh exactly the same. Spot is a sizeable cat! Except maybe when compared to GG of JtC fame.
Not knowing if I would still be sick today, I cleared my schedule. Oh, dang, had to stay home and take it easy! Tomorrow will be busy as a result.
Yikes hippy! I’m glad that it didn’t start a fire.
The delivery arrived right as I had plopped my butt on the commode for business. I had to holler at the driver that I’d be there in a minute. At least it wasn’t nearly eight this week.
Good evening all, its been raining most of the afternoon and evening so that set the mood for the funeral. Words were said and bird was buried. I fed the other chickens some thawed peas because you always eat after a funeral.
We also discussed getting a couple of chicks for one of the hens to raise. GDIL says she’s broody and would probably like to be a mama just once in her life, but there’s no way of knowing how long she will live. Factory chickens are worn out at a year old and these birds are almost two now. Of course, they are eating much better and enjoying life without chicks but GDIL is also a softy.
Missy wanted a kitten so much. She was so happy with George and lived the best year of her life before the cancer took her so suddenly.
That’s very hopeful, keep improving! Silly Ollie, does he protect you when the Fed Ex guy is there or is he all happy wiggles then?
Oh no! I’m glad you have help available, when Hubs comp died last week I was afraid we were going to have to take it to Charleston and leave it for a few days.
Did she show you what to do if it happens next time?
I’m so happy your house didn’t burn down, that is scary!
What! How could you possibly be so remiss! Poor kitty, no wonder he went off looking for better trained slaves.
That’s how its always been with our windows as well. I’ve always made it a point to go out and look after dark and never really see anything either. My bathroom now is so small that I am standing right next to the window when I get out of the shower so I close those blinds out of consideration for Harry. I don’t want him to go blind by accidentally glancing in at me.
So I thought I’d like some hard cider and went to Aldi this morning. Holy cow, there was a line all the way past the shopping carts and the store was packed. I asked someone in the line why they were waiting and learned that today Aldi put out their Advent calendars and this year they had some with those squishy things kids are going nutz over.
I choose to not participate so came home empty handed. I’m going to plan to go on Friday, I’m getting low on shine as well. Best to stock up before the weekend.
Howdy Y’all! It was rainy/drizzly up until almost sunset today. Nice day for da bear to be inside and dry. I am almost packed for the trip, just some toiletries and my meds left to pack. Leftovers got et and stoopid teevee watched as well. I lived up to my RDOS cred today!
BooFae hope you had a good pub night with friends. I trust you are all snuggled in bed by now. That would be one way to get rid of TM.
rocker not a good way to start the day at all!
MOOOOOOM I suppose I should begin to start thinkin’ about Turkey Day. I mean, we invitated folks over, so I guess they’ll want food, right? We have our turkey, plus two more to take to the church house on Sunday for Thanksgivin’ baskets. Indeed, you are six months and six days older than me.
shoe glad you feel better today.
JtC sorry about the chikin. Glad she gets a nice send off and burial. As I said earlier, the governor election in Jawja kinda surprised me even though I voted for her. The first woman to be elected governor of the state is also the first black woman to be elected governor in the whole country. Lotta firsts right there!
Hippie YIKES! That looks evil. Glad it’s all fixed now.
Cat_Glove HUZZAH! for functionin’ laptop again! You know you can always have a chawklit cream, right?
BrightTree Ollie is so brave to protect you from the evil FedEx delivery person! Of course he deserves those toys and treats!
JtC humans get to eat death chikin, so I guess it’s only fair chikins get to eat death peas.
Evening all. Gym has been sweated but that lying &&^ of a scale says I’ve gained 4lbs in the last 3 days and I didn’t eat that much ice cream! Will keep checking and hope the scale will present better news later this week. Rain has moved on to torment folks east of here, but the temperature drop (albeit from highs in the 70’s to the 60’s is not a huge drop) is due this weekend, just in time for the soccer tournament.
And moving into condiment mode (need to catsup…).
Dicey, I’m having to reserve one of my clothes baskets for the heavier garments (sweatshirts/sweatpants and the like) I’m using outside and even in the house at the cooler parts of the day. So know what you mean about changes in what gets laundered.
doggio, glad the sewer lines are clear and hope Spot doesn’t invite any of Mr. Skitters relatives to visit.
Hippie, glad your electric problem could be solved relatively easily, I had issues earlier this year and it cost me major bucks to fix. Still not sure they needed to do all that work, but it’s done. And nice having a wife who can be logical and loveable.
Herald, same here in Ali-bama, show my Driver’s License, sign in and good to go.
Cat Glove, good to see your absence was only temporary and fixable. And have that chocolate-creme anyway, you’ve earned it!
Bright Tree, glad your doing better. As for gym, it was fine (except for the iT^*&^ scale) but really did not accomplish much else. Soccer this weekend will keep me busy and out of the house. Hope Ollie is enjoying the fruits of his labors (defending the home from intruders, of course…).
red, I swear delivery folks have some sort of device that tells them when someone is heading for the smallest room in their home so they can knock on the door just then…
JtC, I get and sympathize with GDIL’s wishes, but if the hens have no ‘experience’ with the care and feeding of chicks it might get messy. And didn’t come close to our Aldi’s today, so can’t comment on any crowds here.
Coppertone, I’m happy to find a nickle on the ground, finding a $20 is marvelous (and J-Bats).
And done with the Ham-n-Cheesers and some pudding/applesauce for dessert, so back to RDOS mode for the balance of the evening. Take care all.
I almost forgot to share the most exciting news of the day.
One of the cousins up by Virginia got up this morning, turned his kitchen light and saw a small bear eating the cat food! He went one way and the bear went back out the doggy door, almost breaking the big door off its hinges in its hurry.
They’ve spent the day hanging a new door and arguing with the dog about where his door went. Their place backs up to the forest and he’s pretty sure there was a mama bear somewhere real close.
I don’t know much about chickens, but GDIL says that broody hens are born knowing what to do. The big issue is where the chicks would come from. The ones they sell at the feed stores have been sorted and culled. (The males get tossed alive into a shredder. Its over fast.) Nobody around here has roosters so she’s not able to find chicks that way. She can buy fertilized eggs, but those are expensive and USPS has a reputation for killing livestock on a regular basis.
And now it is pouring. We put that stoopid insulation in the attic so I can’t hear the rain against our metal roof, but I can hear it through the open windows so I guess that will have to do.
I’ve been keeping up on the ibuprofen. I know my legs are going to feel it tomorrow.
Each floor has 16 steps. I went from 10-6 going down, and 6 to 10 going up. I did 32 steps unaided (the cats took some bouncing there).
then I had 2 neighbours help me out on the other flights. One helped me down, the other helped me up. I’m going to nominate them for shoutouts. I’m thinking Wawa gift cards.
Hey, all. Still tired from watching the election news last night, but still went to my morning writing group and stopped on my way home to pick up my new jeans. Have opened the door for my Amazon delivery (electronic hand warmers and 5 pairs of black merino blend socks without logos on the toes), but didn’t make it to the mail box to pick up our Penzey’s order. We ordered one of these for nephew and nephew husband’s Christmas, and it arrived today as well: https://herebedragonsmaps.com/
I’m behind on my correspondence and other tasks, but that’s enough for today. I finished my bathtub book, so I get to choose and start a new one tonight.
The vicious creatures are sacked out by the fire because we’ve entered true PNW autumn.
And the woman pointing & making an accusatory face!
She’s worth whatever you paid her.
Feels like some sort of victory, doesn’t it?
“Behold, for I have prayed longingly unto the Porcelain Goddess, and with her assistance vanquished the many demons within me. May the pink-colored spirit of Saint Pepto Of The Bismol watch over me, as I consume lots of water to rehydrate.”
Three!
In subtle honor, I wore blue earrings and a blue knitted kerchief today, and re-stuck my not-so-stealth-brag “I VOTED!” sticker onto my clean, blue work shirt. S.M. was rockin’ the sparkly blue eyeshadow last night, too.
Oh, and I was right about Lil Miss. Despite her passive-aggressive efforts today, I was determined not to let her get under my skin … and turns out, it wasn’t just me.
One of the other crew clocked out a bit earlier. She was still in the parking lot when I was taking out trash - probably stewing - and called me over.
Asked me about a couple specific instances today. Mind you, the three of us shared space for around three whole hours at that point.
HER: “Was it just me, or … ?”
ME: “Nope. She’s like that to almost everyone.”
Lil Miss had separately been really rude to both of us, at each right in front of the other one, and while I think she was relieved to hear me say, “Aw, honey, it’s not just you,” frankly, I was, too - it’s easy to start thinking you’re being singled out.
Nope, she’s just equal-opportunity unpleasant!
Ah, and I gave Lil Miss a free friggin’ ride home, too. Not as a favor to her, but as a favor to Alternate Manager for logistics reasons.
I’d call that plenty ambitious as a start.
Lessee. Protein, fruit - there’s a bit of fiber & vitamins right there for ya - and probiotics … I predict much healing will occur.
“Pretty sure they’ll know it’s here.”
I’ve seen numerous FB posts over the years (I belong to several of the big backyard chicken groups) about this exact thing. Consensus seems to be: if it maaaaakes youuuu haaaaaaaappyyyyyy
Frankly, a broody hen will try to raise anything willing to snuggle quietly in a warm spot (ahem, barn kittens) so if it’s just 3 or so chicks - not a giant brood to wear her out - it will only be a few weeks till they can fend for themselves anyway. I say, let her have her fun.
They really just need a mama to show how to peck up food, and to help integrate them into the adult flock.
I believe she’s also the great-great-granddaughter of a slave - there’s apparently a surviving document of his “$$ worth” - so that adds extra feel-goods on top an already triumphant outcome.
That’s deep, man.
Your guardian angel smiled upon you today. Said, “Yanno what? Let’s give this mortal human a lil’ break. She’s just gotta be aware, look around herself, to receive it.”
AND YOU DID.
Enjoy whatever treat/necessities your windfall brings your way.
Do roaches RSVP politely, or do they just show up unannounced and empty handed?
(Never mind ... )
Beats my “possum in the kitchen” story by miles.
Glad the bear remembered how to exit.
She can buy straight-up chicks, delivered overnight, but also $pendy.
I’d go with the feed store chicks. What do you think happens to the ones that don’t get sold?
She’s an ethical vegan. Her flock was on its way to the catfood factory and she talked the truck driver into selling her six so they could see the sun and eat worms before they died. Chicks are a serious moral dilemma (got it after the sixth try) for her.
I have to confess that she really makes me think about what I’m eating and how much it suffered on the way to my plate.
I’ve always avoided eating land animals but now I’m reconsidering cheese and wondering if life could be possible without a good Cheddar.
His left, you had to yeet your unwelcome visitor yourself. Big difference.
I do not need a chocolate-cream or a friendly pat on the back today. Can’t wipe the 
off my face today.
Congrats on the very fabulous outcome of your election, too!
J-Bats).
if it maaaaakes youuuu haaaaaaaappyyyyyy 