Summertime and the living is sleazy in the MMP

I could try, though it’d cause my sister to have a fit, which would set off my dad’s temper…:rolleyes:

In all seriousness, I think it’ll go all right. I can try to smooth things over, and plan things so that people have little to worry about in the first place.

And keep you feet on their toes. And your eye on the sky. And your back to the wall.

Dindin has been et and the kitchen is all cleanded up. The good news is there’s enough leftover for tomorrow’s dindin. Good thing neither one of us minds eatin’ leftovers.

I has a grrrrrrr. :mad: Our Priest Associate has post polio syndrome. He uses an golf cart to get out and about around his house and 'hood. Some #$%@&#% stole it last night. GRRRRRRRRR :mad: He does have insurance on it but the deductible is five hundred bucks and he’s not sure the insurance will pay the rest of what a replacement will cost. GRRRRRRRRR :mad:

I share your :mad: Grrrrr. That is an evil thing to do.

Some people are scum. **swampy **- the local TV news needs to be contacted!! Some serious shaming needs to ensue!

Our supper was pretty good. Chickie salad, fried cabbage-n-onions, Amish 'maters, N.O.T. tots. Ice cream later.

I dug out yet another partly completed afghan. I’m doing the best I can to finish it. There’s no pattern, but I think I’ve figured out how to deal with it. It reeks of some sort of perfume, and it’s so old, the yarn has dye lots on the labels. Acrylics now don’t do that. Anyway, we’ll see how it goes.

And on that note, I think I’ll recline and do some afghaning.

MWAH!

MOOOOOM it is all over the local news. There are pictures of the golf cart and pictures of Fr. Bill on the golf cart all over the news and on facebook. GRRRRRR :mad:

Fortunately he does have a scooter he uses when he’s out and about around town.

If your nose runs and your feet smell, you’re upside down.

So in the continuing story on how the cable company became the right hand man of TVCTPMO, they screwed the power lines up so.bad, they had to cut off the power to my apartment to dig up and replace the lines. So I sit in the dark sans-serif any dinner, with a dog that has been barking no-show for 8 hours.

Swampy. We actually had a rash of those kids of crimes around Da Burgh - mobility scooters, wheelchairs, even a specially equipped van. Once the news got onto it, several of the crooks were caught, seriously humiliated and the spree ended. Lets hope it works that way for you.

How you gonna do it if you really don’t wannna dance
By standing on the wall?
(Get your back up off the wall)
Tell me, how you gonna do it if you really don’t wanna dance
By standing on the wall?
(Get your back up off the wall)

I made dinner before but because of track workout, I just got around to nuking & eating it; burgundy lamb tips. Mmmmmmmmm

And how art thou posting? :dubious:
Thou hast a coal fired modem?

My bitch for the night is that I am listening to music and I tried the 70s channel, supposed to be the cool 70s stuff - Woodstock and all. So what do I get? KC and the Sunshine Band and the Carpenters. ::shudder::
Where is Hendrix, Zeppelin, Fleetwood Mac, The Who?
So much good stuff from the 70s and this is what they offer?
I had to switch over to Heavy Metal to get the sappy sweet pop out of my head.

**Swampy ** some people just need shooting.

{{Doggio}} can you order a pizza?

Swampy - I also share the GRRRRR. :mad: If someone took my scooter right now I’d be seriously hosed. I hope they find the cart and the cretins.

Leftover Pizza tonight I think. Happy Toesday everyone.

frulb

(That’s the opposite of blurf.) I’m getting tired. Of course, who knows if I’ll end up wide awake in bed.

:eek::eek:THE CARPENTERS?:eek::eek:

We must burn this station down immediately and try its management for war crimes. No one has done anything bad enough to have *The Carpenters *inflicted upon them.

Imma guessing on a smart phone…with auto-correct.

Imma guessing he tried to type “sans” & “non-stop”.

Hey doggio, maybe you could call the local pizza joint & have them deliver - you know courier dinner. :stuck_out_tongue:

If Mama Cass had shared her sandwich with Karen Carpenter, they would both be alive.

What strange priorities.
Clint Eastwood could shoot someone and order a pizza, but Sahirrnee? :eek:

there are these things called cellular telephones. Some of them are even mini computers that connect to the Internet through the air. Maybe some day you’ll get one, after they in tall electricity in Arkanasas.

Seeing as I spent all money on bills and the frozen chicken and pig in the freezer,not so much.

Now I want to know where Arkanasas is :smiley: