Ruminations of the laundry room - Guest MMP number...?

Well, rather than formulate this MMP at night, then wake up early to post it, and then go back to bed, I decided that it would be prudent to just write it and post it tonight. I nominate this as the Earliest MMP Ever[sup]TM[/sup].

More on-topic, I had to do laundry today, which was a sad occasion. I hate doing laundry. But it had to be done, because I report for work tomorrow at the Waffle House again, and I only have been issued one uniform. (I actually forgot to wash my apron, but what the hey? It’s an apron.)

So I noticed that I had two pairs of black socks going into the washer. How many socks came out of the dryer? Exactly THREE socks. ::sigh:: That was very disappointing.

You know what was cool, though? I found some of my clothes that went missing last time I did laundry. They were just sitting on a shelf in the laundry room, which makes me think that someone took them and realized that they weren’t theirs and took them back downstairs? That was thoughtful, but what would have been more thoughtful would have been looking at the clothes they were folding and taking to their room before running away with them.

Also, there was a totally hot redheaded swimmer down in the laundry room when I was folding my clothes. I normally don’t go for swimmers, but this one was all manly and… redheaded. I didn’t know I had a thing for them, but apparently, I do. I had always pictured me as lusting after the dark-haired, dark-eyed guys. Maybe this one is just an exception, because I’d hate to have to stop being infatuated with my current infatuatees.

That and I’m so pricing monitors for my computer. I want to go with dual 30 inch Apple cinema displays, but I don’t think that I’ll be affording that at any point in the near future.

Anyway, regardless, I’m going to go to bed now, because, well, it’s time to go to bed. However, you will all see me in the morning.

There was a swimmer in the laundry room? Just how big are the machines down there?
No, I’m not up real early, I haven’t gone to bed yet, but I’m going now. I just couldn’t pass up the chance to be first! :smiley:

I think this is the first time I’ve gotten to the MMP with only one reply. Too bad I’ve got nuthin’ too say. Ezcept that I probably should be asleep seeing as I’ve got a calculus quiz at 8:00 AM tommarrow.

I have a bit of insomnia tonight, so I’m still up (almost 4 am here). I’m having a nice cup of hot milk, so I maybe I’ll get some sleep.

donkeybear, you know what’s worse than losing your socks? Finding other people’s nasty sockses in with your clean laundry. And I found some guy’s underwear in my drawer last week. :eek: (Not my drawers, my drawer that I keep my clothes in, silly).

Bumba, :D. I wouldn’t mind finding sexy swimmers in the laundry room. It’s much better than what I usually see there.

I haven’t really paid much attention to the MMPs over the years.

Is it exciting here?

Absolutely!! You can hijack, go off course, post really mundane and really, really, really pointless stuff here, and still be cool. :stuck_out_tongue:

Welcome, Feydeau, hope you stick around, or buy a round, or go round and round the mulberry bush, or fall down, or…

Anyway, I had an exciting weekend, went to a lovely lodge in the bushveld with Femme Melli, who is ophidiophobic, and you’ve guessed it, who opens the only cupboard with the only resident puff adder curled up in the corner.

I’ve never seen anyone move so fast. SLAM!! Not a word, just a blur, and Femme Melli is to be found somewhere else very, very far away. :eek:

Other than that, a very relaxing and enjoyable weekend.

If I opened a cupboard (or cabinet as we say over this way) and found a puff adder or snake of any kind, I don’t think I’d stop running until I reached at least Jupiter. :eek: Just goes to show ya, no matter how ick you think what you’re goin’ through is, there’s always somebody with somethin’ ickier. :: shudder ::

donkeybear nice job on the OP. Ya done good grasshopper. Maybe the swimmer attraction had something to do with a peak in horniness at that particular time. It happens like that. And yes, I do believe this is the earliest MMP ever, especially since at the time it was posted it wasn’t even M for the folks on the west coast. So how’s the Waffle House gig goin’?

I mentioned a lot about my weekend in a post in the old MMP on Saturday. Yesterday was pretty laid back. I went to church, had brunch, took a nap and drank some beer. That was pretty much it. Well, except for some stuff with ACBG that I won’t go into cause that’d be waaaaaay TMI even for here. :smiley:

HAPPY MONDAY Y’ALL!

Is this going to be a sort of gay MMP. Not that there’s anything wrong with that, but I want to know if I should dress differently or something.

DonkeyBear, I frequently have to share the pool at the local Y with the Tidewater Gramps swim team. While I’m not into guys, I am annoyed by a handful of geezers who all have at least 10 years on me, are in much better shape, and not a pound of body fat between them.

One of them is marginally a redhead, if you look past the gray.

The Tidewater Gramps swim team? Do they make waterproof Depends now?

I would find it deeply disturbing if I found a swimmer in my laundry room. Especially because it’s my laundry room in my house. Why would a swimmer be swimming in there! The laundry sink is kinda deep but it’s also full of plastic bags which I’d think would be hard to swim in. Why is my laundry sink full of plastic bags you ask? Well, because it’s just the perfect size to hold plastic bags from the store which I use as trash can liners for the trash cans (wastebaskets for the high falutin’ among us) in the bathrooms and in my study. Those little plastic bags are just perfect for that plus, I sometimes need little plastic bags for other stuff so I keep a supply of 'em in my laundry sink. Who are you to judge me anyways!

We’re planning a fund raiser for work in January. It’s called Chocolate Classic. It involves chocolate desserts, champagne and a silent auction. Sounds like fun don’t it?

A snake? In the closet? In the room where you were staying?
Oh, no,no, no.

NO.

What did you do with the snake? Aren’t puff adders poisonous? Who got rid of it? Did you tip him (I’m sure it was a him) well?
No way would I stay in that room–not for money, love or death. No way.
Swimmers in the laundry room. Hmmm. Makes me want to do communal laundry again!
Had a quite weekend at work–very quite and very nice. I could do with another one like that really soon…

Off to take 7 year old to bus stop (no sidewalks on my street).

Oh, and good morning , MMPers!

Indeed. The downside to this tail…ahem…tale, is that the hapless adder did not survive (against my wishes, but management said it was the second time the cupboard had been invaded), and Femme Melli has had a really bad experience. Lots of adrenalin and heart palpitation, and her jump away from the cupboard literally gave her whiplash.

She’s in a lot of pain at the moment.

Oh well, I guess it’s better than a dose of cytotoxin.

Apologies eleanor, missed you on preview.

Answers to your questions:
Yes.
Yes.
On the verandah, were we spent most of our day lounging.
Snake heaven.
Most certainly.
Management.
Yes, very well indeed.

:smiley:

And yes, it was very definitely a case of:

Oh my gosh, the snake story is freaking me out. I may not be able to put my feet back on the floor all day! Eeek! I’m glad it was properly dispatched. Eeeeeeeeek!

I like swimmers too. I still use my college’s gym, and around December the swim team starts showing up to get in shape. Good times, good times. :smiley:

I had a nice relaxing weekend. It was actually 70-something here on Saturday so I dragged my rollerblades back out (I thought I was done with that for the year when it got cold and rainy for 3 weeks straight.) and went both Sat and Sun. Really good.

I also finally finished Harry Potter book 6. So now I have to wait with everyone else for book 7 to come out. I knew it was a mistake to start the series before all the books were written. Book 6 is kind of a downer though isn’t it? I was pretty bummed after finishing it yesterday. Is it wrong that I can get more upset about what happens to characters in a book than about most people in real life?

Howdy taxi. Where do you rollerblade? Do you have special rinks, like ice rinks?

I had the sweetest dream last night. Do you ever think about that geeky skinny guy from high school, the one you were “just friends” with? Hi Alan! You were awesomely cute in my dream, a really great man who would be a real “catch” now if he weren’t already married. Sigh. We used to do goofy stuff together, usually in a crowd with other geeks, but never went on a date. He was smart, focused and ambitious, something quite rare in a high school boy. Haven’t seen him in years, but he was in my dream last night. And I was kicking myself for not snagging him back then. If only I knew then what I know now…

BTW, Awesome job, chaoticbear.

Does anyone else wish that they were on the cruise ship that was attacked by pirates? That would be a great vacation story to tell your friends and family!

The only thing better would be to have small arms available, and shoot back…

taxi --my life is peopled with fictional characters that I care more for than RL people.
I am most likely mentally ill…
Mellivora --the questions were actually rhetorical, but it’s nice to have been filled in. and what does your name mean? I am clueless re Latin/Greek etc.

I hope that your wife’s neck is better. I also do hope that this wasn’t a romantic getaway/dirty weekend/min-break (whatever) and she spent it in dread fear of snakes and in a soft cervical collar!
I have not read up yet on the cruise ship/pirate story–I am just wondering where ArrMatey was this weekend…heh.
Off to workout–no young, male swimmers, alas-just plenty of post-menopausal women…<sigh>

It’s the middle of the African jungle. Of course there would be snakes in the hotel room. Haven’t any of you seen movies? I would demand some kind of renumeration if there weren’t wild beasties showing up in my room.

It’s nice to see that the redhead thing crosses gender lines. I thought it was just straight guys who dug redheads. And Bumba, I’m wore paisley today. Just in case it’s required.

The gar(b)age sale didn’t go as well as we wanted. The paper didn’t print our ad - but luckily there were a couple of sales in the neighborhood, and as the signs we made could be seen from low-earth orbit, we got a lot of spill over drive-bys. Boy, I never realized that garagers are really cheap when it comes to buying things. I was selling record albums (vinyl) at 50 cents apiece, and some people still wanted to haggle.

I wish I was one of the pirates.
“Har, ye scurvy dog. We’ve come for your shuffleboard!”