Swampy, did you pick up and pack your dry cleaning? 
Did you pack your camera and batteries? We can’t be getting the “hairy eyeball” from Tupug now can we? Did you pack your Birkenstocks and wool socks? Did you not pack your umbrella? Have I covered all the bases? Where’s Bumba ? Have I asked enough questions? Are there enough question marks in this post?
I HATE when that happens! :mad: Today is payday here as well. Believe me, I’d be pretty hairy mad if that kinda glitch happened. Oh, I could manage due to the savings acount, but what a pain in the arse! BTW who’s particular "glitch was it? Bank or work?
Taters I don’t own wool socks or birkenstocks. Remember I’m gay not lesbian.
Tuppy I suspect it’s a work glitch. Anyways, some good news on that front. The decision was made to stop electronic transfers of funds and to issue checks. Department managers from outlying areas are now on their way here to pick up checks. Smiles are breaking out all over. The day has been saved! Now, I like being in charge.
You’re such a good superhero type bear, swampy. 
Wearing birkenstocks and wool socks is not a “lesbian” thing up here. Everyone here wears 'em. At least that’s what everybody thinks. I don’t. I don’t even own a pair of birkenstocks. I do have wool socks, but those go with my hiking boots when I’m hiking or looking for chanterelle mushrooms.
The stereotypical winter wear for a Seattleite: Shorts (with lotso pockets), wool socks, birkenstocks, fleece or some such pullover. Now you noticed I said “stereotypical” right? Everybody thinks that’s what they wear.
That is good news about the whole paycheck fiasco. At least your company will cut checks. I’m required by law to have direct deposit. If the government were to screw up and not deposit my paycheck I would have to wait for two to three weeks to get it replaced via…you guessed it…direct deposit. :rolleyes:
One of the pluses to being a private company is being able to do stuff like decide to cut paychecks if a direct deposit screw up happens. I still don’t know who’s behind the screw up but if it is in our finance department, as VunderBob put it, a pound of butt will be extracted by the big boss. :eek: See, I did have to call her cell phone and tell her what was happening and how it was being handled lest there be like a gazillion phone calls at her house about paychecks when she gets home. I’m just glad it (a) ain’t my fault and (b) that I won’t be here Monday.
swampfest! swampfest! swampfest! It’s almost time for swampfest!
Is that a metric buttload of butt?
I got my paycheck today. Payday is happy day! And today’s Friday, so that means tomorrow is Saturday, which means I can sleep really late. That’s the best part of my week. Maybe I need to get more sleep.
swampy don’t forget to pack your dry cleaning.
And some razors so Taters can shave her hairy eyeballs.
(I’ve been really busy today. Can you tell I haven’t had time to follow the MMP too closely?)
Have a good weekend, y’all.
And have fun at the Swampfest.
This thread has been full of some disturbing images. Buttloads of poison ivy, and shaving eyeballs. I’m gettin’ the heebie-jeebies!
Why do people wear socks with sandals? I just can’t do that. I’d hate having dirty socks. I don’t even like wearing backless shoes. (Yes, I have a pair of backless shoes. Deal with it. Only one pair, though–I’m not making it a habit.) I’m not sure which is worse–socks with sandals, or shoes with no socks. It squicks me out to see people who aren’t wearing socks. It’s a lot easier to wash socks than to try to clean foot funk out of shoes. And don’t tell me you don’t have foot funk, because I know you do. I can tell. From a distance, because I’m not getting close enough to smell your nasty foot funk.
swampy, don’t forget your dry cleaning!
Thanks to the due diligence of the MMPers, I have PICKED UP MY DRY CLEANING! Now all I gotta do is remember to pack it. I shall be in Seattle this time tomorrow gettin’ all ready to meet Taters, Bumba and a whole bunch of other Seattle Dopers. Wander on over to the Swampbear Stalks Seattle In May thread to find out the cast of characters. It shall be fun. I bought new batteries for my digital camera even. Now, where did I put that camera?
I found the camera! Life is good. Now I gotta get some laundry done. Clean drawers for Seattle. See how special I think this is?
Wanddya mean I’ve been strangely quiet? Are you sayin I’m normally a blabbermouth? Or that I’m just generally strange? Oh. Okay. I was just wondering is all.
I’ve been really busy this morning. MIL is having surgery today (cancer) and Wife has gone down south to be with her. She (wife) will be back tonight though so that we can prepare for our trip to Seattle tomorrow am.
I’ve been busy trying to resolve an advertising copy snafu, and catching up on e-mails, and printing maps, and waiting on customers, etc. Only one more thing to do, I need to call the hotel and confirm our confirmation. Oh, and there was something about some dry cleaning hmmm…
Dang! I can’t remember now.
Swampy check you e-mail.
I’ve been meaning to ask MagicEyes sumpin. Why are you called MagicEyes? Are your eyes really magical? Do people swoon when you bat them at them? Do you carry around a little bat just for that purpose? And how do you get them back after they’ve been batted? Doesn’t that hurt? So many questions.
Clean drawers? Shoot! Something else to put on the list.
-Bumba, listing
See, that’s just it. I do not wear socks with sandals. That’s just plain…weird. And…I DO NOT have funky feet. My feetsies smell good!
Oh, and I don’t need to shave hairy eyeballs either. Apparently, Tupug has this problem because she said she was going to GIVE us the hairy eyeball if we didn’t take pictures of Swampfest.
…and scrolling down before I hit submit, I see that **Bumba ** has finally popped in to say hello! I hope things go well with MIL’s surgery. Also, dear Bumba , you never got back to me so I know what I owe you for your purty soaps and stuff.
Finally, Swampy and Bumba make sure you pack clean underpants. You don’t want the emergency people to see dirty, torn underwear if, God forbid, you were involved in an accident, do you? (My mom used to say this all the time, except in a very heay German accent).
I have packed. I remembered to pack the dry cleaning and I have April fresh drawers all packed even. Shirts, socks, shoes and ties too! The only April freshness is the drawers cause they just came out of the dryer. Bumba said to check my email. Reckon he has a surprise for me?
You know who we haven’t heard from this week? Ex. He’s disappeared on us again. And dangergene. Since I won’t have a puter next week be sure to tell em I said hey and I miss em, ok? Oh and Kalley tell her I miss her too and said hey. And anybody else that wanders in, tell em I said hey. I am an equal opportunity “heyer.” That’s just the way I am.
I can’t believe nobody mentioned this today:
** HAPPY FRIDAY THE THIRTEENTH!!! :eek: ** That’s probably why the check SNAFU happened cause it’s Friday The Thirteenth.
The camera…what about the camera? I know you found it, but is it packed somewhere?
I think we were so fixated by your dry cleaning that we forgot the date. We had a very busy day at work, but no disasters that I know of.
It’s raining here, so I’m not planting stuff. I really want to finish planting over the weekend, but I think it’s supposed to be pretty wet…
Happy weekend everyone! And happy swampfest to swampy, Bumba and taters!.
GT
You’re welcome.
Just to assure gardentraveler, I did, indeed, pack my camera. I even packed extra AA batteries just in case.
VunderBob you are welcome. BTW, expect to hear from my lawyer about a couple of those emails. I almost choked on beer. Surely that is a criminal offense.
Ok, swampy is off to bed now. He has to get up real early to catch a 6:20 AM flight tomorrow. Have a great next week and MMP! MWAH to all!
Six hours to go until Swampfest! Woohoo! The weather is typical for around here on weekends: it’s showery. We’ll all indoors for the most part anway, so no biggie.
The hubby and nephew went out on the boat this morning and brought the dog. The original plan was for them to return around 11:30, but I guess they’re coming in now. They brought my dog along and I guess he keeps barking at the nephew and then jumping in the lake. Guess that doesn’t help the fishing any. I guess the dog’s hair is getting all over the boat too and the hubby informed my daughter he’s not bringing the dog anymore. :rolleyes: 
He’s a dog, he sheds, it’s life.
Well, I need to get all cleaned up for Swampfest. I think we’re going to have a blast!
It’s 'cause I have really gorgeous eyes, of course! Yep, people swoon when I wink at them. So I don’t wink a lot, because then I’d get in trouble with all the people swooning and everything.
I’m kinda dangerous.
Happy Swampfest Day! Are we going to start doing swampfests all over the country? That’d be cool–traveling swampfests.
My home is strangely quiet. Any day now, Bailey will decompress enough to leave to security of our bedroom. Bailey doesn’t like having lots of people around all the time. Nope. Aerin doesn’t mind- she’s our social kitten.
I have Total yogurt, chipotle salsa, two boxes of ginersnaps, ginger chews, cocoa almonds, white cheddar chips, blueberry juice, truffle and garlic oils, chocolate covered cherries, and peanut butter cups. That ought to hold me for a bit. I have to pay off Quasi-Daughter, cause she mailed the cheque.
Time for work.