And an good almost-afternoon to all. Have broken fast with my Jersey Mike’s #3, did enough shopping at Kroger to qualify for a $1.00/gallon discount on my next fillup (probably tomorrow) and just got the lab report on the biopsy…“PIGMENTED SEBORRHEIC KERATOSIS” and lots of other big words, but the main word was easy to read…benign. So that is a little load off my mid, now just need to get through another week of changing bandages before the stitches get removed.
Pilot, I’ve been pedaling and swimming about 4,000 calories/week; I think your ‘exercise’ routine probably does the same and sounds like a whole lot more fun. I’d say “keep it up”, but I guess that would be redundant…
Real Fish, time will heal the raw spots, just focus on the good things (graduation, friends, getting out of the house) and it’ll be alright.
FCM, scammers have pretty much left me alone, outside of the all the ones who want to buy my property (most of it at addresses I’ve never heard of). Glad you caught that one.
Good man.
OK, need to be thinking about getting over to the gym sometime today. Or nappage. Tough choice.
Good morning and Happy Monday! I have little to report, as Ms. Dog keeps me occupied and out of trouble. She had a nightmare last night, so I woke her and soothed her. Then I had a nightmare, so she soothed me. It’s a symbiotic relationship.
My internet went out, too, MetalMouse. It’s nice to be connected again.
Swampy, does your church have a Women’s Night, too? Just curious.
Taters, I missed your birthday! I hope it was happy. Have a smooth trip and a lot of fun!
Moooom, I loathe those stupid scammers, too but get a lot of satisfaction watching this guy. He’s exceptionally good.
Fishy, congrats on the upcoming graduation!
JtC, my sympathy on the termite situation. My daughter loved the GG and car-bashing stories.
To quote My Cousin Vinnie “dead-on balls accurate.”
I’m going to dial ^^ up several notches. This trip is an absolutely terrible idea, and it WILL end badly.
Your whole garden must be beautiful …
I join you in your thoroughly justified anger, but I am vaguely curious what on earth someone could gain from having the ^^ info.
Please tell her that a random Internet stranger is very proud, and hopes that she will go on to use that educated noggin to make herself - and the world - happy.
Been there. I don’t have advice, but for whatever it’s worth, I do have sympathy.
{ … goes on to list about three month’s worth of socializing for me.. }
True dat.
I have … questions.
Not in my book it ain’t.
After pilot’s most recent post, that’s one helluva low bar to clear!
I know I haven’t been around much lately. I’ve just had five fairly busy travel weeks, two in Indianapolis and three in Milwaukee.
Work days start early and average about 9 hours. Then some members of the team may or may not have dinner together. I opted in about 50% of the time, and then it’s practically time to go to bed once I’d get back to the hotel.
My room in Milwaukee was a very nice, recently-renovated suite with a full kitchen. Not that I cook, but I stocked up on frozen dinners and such, and it was nice to have the option for a quiet evening alone in my room when I didn’t go out to dinner. Even then, I didn’t feel like I had the mental bandwidth to keep up with the MMPs in real time. (Though now I want to go back and read all about Pilot’s new friend!)
The jobs both went OK, but with their share of annoyances. In Milwaukee, a hospital was moving their maintenance storage room (full of lighting, electrical, plumbing, etc. parts) from one floor to another. Our task was to build new shelving, move all the parts to the new room, and document the locations. Should have been pretty straightforward, but there was major confusion about the configuration of the new room and exactly which items were to be moved and not moved. This is all stuff that should have been worked out before we even got there. Plus, someone had decided to build 24”deep shelving to house 12” deep bins - obviously a huge waste of space.
This is why I’ve always declined when asked to act as Project Manager. I heard a lot of swearing from the PM, while I just stood back and waited for the decisions to get made, while continuing to get paid.
Nothing on the schedule for me in the next few weeks, but a last-minute project could always pop up. At least I know I’m not going anywhere this week.
Hope you folks are all going well. Talk to ya soon!
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Yesterday passed pleasantly enough, between reading and watching Brooklyn Nine-Nine, with a 90-minute break to watch my undergraduate alma mater get turned over to Villanova University. I hadn’t been back on campus since my 5-year reunion (in '98), but watching the ceremony led me to thinking about some things for the first time in decades and it was kind of nice to get those memories “back.” College was only four years of my life, but what years they were!
Speaking of reunions, a little while ago I got an email announcing that my 35-year HS reunion has been scheduled for a Saturday evening in August. “35 years” hurts my head a little, but as of right now I’m leaning toward going. I’ve never been big on reunions, and haven’t seen most of those people in 30 years – it was a small class, and I’m in touch with the (very) few people I cared to stay in touch with – but it could be interesting to see some folks after all this time. I’ll have to see if the couple people I’m still in touch with are planning to go. Also, I have an old friend who went to the nearby all-boys HS but went to grade school with me and several of my classmates: if he’ll be in town that weekend, I bet he’d love to be my +1.
At my personal trainer’s request, I’ll be going to the gym after work today vs tomorrow (our usual day). He told me why he needed to switch, but I’ve forgotten. I’m actually still a little sore from Saturday morning’s workout, and I’ll have to take three flights of outdoor steps because the gym’s indoor staircase carpeting is being replaced, and so far today I am super unmotivated…but, I’ll go. I know I’ll feel better/be glad once I’m there.
My gym’s front desk staff offers towels to members as we check in. I’ve never taken/used one, but perhaps I will on Saturday…
I’m sure I’ll provide a review once I’m back home…probably something along the lines of OMG WOLVES WOLVES WOLVES OMG SQUEEEEEE!
Thank you for linking to the thread: I’d managed to completely forget about Space Farms, which is only 5 miles from my cousin’s house! I’ll try again to keep that place in mind for a (different) future visit.
Alpaca farms, wolf preserves, zoos/museums…how did I get to be in my 50s without knowing there was so much to do up there?!
I can’t fathom ordering something for someone else without knowing that they want…I mean, how did he know that she even wanted a pizza sub?!?
(Totally rhetorical question, of course; I’m just a little !)
Lemme ‘splain…no, is too much, let me sum up: they be bonin’.
You don’t wanna know how often, per night, people roll up to pick up a pizza. They’ll shotgun three-four names at us, none of which we have orders for.
Do they know what they’re picking up? (No, not really.)
Did they place the order? (Nope.)
Do they know the phone number of the person who did order? (… take a guess.)
… at least half the time in ^^ situations, it’s eventually puzzled out that they’re at the wrong location and whoever actually placed the order called one of the other franchises.
Meanwhile the line stacks up & the next joker has to ask what’s taking so long, hur hur.
… I’ve given up on wondering why in hell anyone would drive out to get someone else’s food without even being clear on what, and where, it was.
So ordering on someone else’s behalf like that? Peeps be weird, that’s all I really know.
This was an elegantly phrased summary.
Sometimes in life, somebody will answer your question directly, but somehow leave you … even more confuzzled than before.
Back from the supermarket. Last time they had Value Pack T-bone steaks, they were $6.98/pound. They were out, so I got a rain check. A month later, we’ve received a flyer with VP T-bones… for $7.98/pound. I got two packs (four large steaks total) and used the rain check. The clerk totalled them with the rest of my purchases (raw carne asada meat, raw beef ribs, small Carb Balance whole wheat tortillas, larger Carb Balance tortillas, Carb Balance Spinach Herb tortillas, and bottle of BBQ sauce), and then tried to scan the old coupon with the rain check stapled to it. She’s like, ‘This coupon is expired.’ Um… Yes. That’s why there’s a rain check. Anyway, I got the steaks for less than half the regular price.
Speaking of food, I’m cooking eggs in a cast-iron pan more often… when the Spousal Unit isn’t having any. Today I made five rashers of the Incredible Shrinking Bacon (I intended to cook four, but there was an extra) in the oven in a cast-iron pan. I pulled the bacon out and put the pan on the stove to cook the egg (over easy). Bonus: It was a double-yolk. My sandwich was rather messy, but it was good.
The chaplain was here for almost 90 minutes. I got my seedlings planted but I forgot to take my tablet, so I had to find piddly things to do till he left. FCD is on his way home. I plan to do something with chicken for supper.
Woof that was a day. What I’m working on now is the Jr High School musical. I built and painted the set at the high school, cuz, that’s where they have a shop. Then labeled everything, took it all apart. This AM, we loaded a truck and took it to the jr high, where they conveniently do not have a loading dock. Rolled it all into the theater and then everyone else left. I put it all back together. Did I mention that this is the hottest day of the year so far? I had sweat dripping onto my glasses by 9:30.
I’m not looking forward to strike. That’s when we take it all apart and throw it away. Whoever designed this space obviously has never done any shows. The only access to the space is a double door. Which leads into the audience area, not backstage.
Mr. brown wanted a comfy leather chair, perhaps old English library style. We priced some at some of the bigger furniture chains, and they were too expensive. We looked at some options at discount places, and the chairs were of cheesy construction and did not have leather coverings, just plastic.
We finally decided to go to a big home consignment store some miles from here, and bingo. We got a big tuck-and-roll brown leather library chair. It was used but it looked absolutely brand new. It wasn’t dirt-cheap, but it was about 1/5th the price of a new one from a higher end furniture chain. I looked up the company who made it, and they don’t make it anymore, but here’s a link to the sofa that the chair was made to match.
But the thing was big and heavy. We barely got it into the back of our SUV, and then the both of us manhandled, lifted, and shoved the thing upstairs to its destination in one of our bedrooms. It looks very lovely there.
Now he wanted a side table, and again we looked at some discount places, but the flimsiness and cheapness of the products there were disappointing. So we returned to the consignment place, and found a lovely empire style round side table with a glass top and metal animal feet. It should look just right next to the chair once we hump it up those damn stairs. At least it’s not all that heavy and has places where you can grab ahold of it, unlike that smooth leather chair.
So the moral is, if you have a good consignment furniture store nearby, look there first. Ours was full of high quality used furniture, just as cheap or cheaper than new stuff from Home Goods or Target.
Back from the death marchwalk. Today’s total so far: 7.11 miles, so after thos evening’s constitutional, we should be over 8. It took a long time because Ms. Dog insisted on sniffing every tree, bush, twig, and blade of grass. However, she got lots of compliments, which she loves, and a goodly number of scritches. She also got to see a pair of Canada geese. along with the usual ducks.
doggio, that’s a wonderful photo of Gordie. He looks so snugable. I don’t think I ever knew the origin of his name. Was it after Gordon’s gin? Peter and Gordon? Or did he just look like a Gordie?
VanGo, glad you survived the hot and tiring day. What did the middle school do for sets before you came along?
We USED to have a good-sized furniture consignment sto top desk and chair, a lowboy, a rocking chair, A dining room table with six chairs, and a bookcase for less than the table and chairs alone would have cost new. Sadly, they closed last year.
And the sofa looks gorgeous, so the chair must be wonderful as well.
(I know I have shared this story before, but it is still fun!)
I used to work in Prescott, and my morning commute took me past the local college. As traffic always sucked in town, I didn’t pay much attention when it slowed down, but then started noticing a lot of horn honking.
It was a block later that I saw a very confident and rather handsome young man standing on the sidewalk with his thumb out in the classic hitchiker’s pose. He was wearing a towel wrapped around his waist and a big smile. I didn’t notice if he was wearing anything on his feet…
Happy Birthday Douglas Adams, you have touched the world.
Howdy Y’all! Home, well have been for a bit, from men’s night. We ate, we laughed, we quaffed beerverages, and as usual, solved all the world’s problems but no one ever listens to us. I feel the need for some Netflix and chill and then beddy-bye.
Nettie Buddy does not wish for his servant to be a slugabed.
Sticky_Buns glad all went well with the memorial service.
Taters safe travels and great idea on takin’ the extra long weekend. You deserve to do so.
doggio I envision Gordie on the rainbow bridge sayin’ “I told y’all so about the invisible mole people!”
Pilot oh my! Sensitive Mumpers will clutch pearls and fall onto faintin’ couches!
RealFish just do what you can when you can. Yay for CtE and grajooashun!
Coppertone as long as the people consent be on them all you want.
Nellie a group of the women get together at a local eatery on men’s steak night and do, well, whatever they do. Glad Ms. Dog and you were there to comfort each other.
Wheelie glad (I guess) irk has been busy for you. Hope you can post a bit more durin’ the lull.
We usually get the rib-eyes from the corner market. (They get them from Costco.) They’re always good. I made them Friday (I think it was), and we had the leftovers just now. Mrs. L.A. said her steak was tough the other day (mine wasn’t), and tonight she remarked ‘This is the first time in 14 years I’ve had a tough steak from the corner market.’ Mine wasn’t really tough tonight, even after reheating. We split a baked Russet potato.
We’re looking for a way to learn Spanish. I wish I could find a high school Spanish 1 textbook like my German one.
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Anyway, I got the steaks for less than half the regular price.