Morning all. Busy week, as usual. My boss is on holiday (exploring the backwaters of Kerala in southern India), so I am flying solo for the next couple of weeks! :eek:
Happy Birthday Herbs!!!
Off to run under the shower and throw some clothes on before work!
[SIZE=“7”]Happy Birthday, Tarra!!![/SIZE]
Now, back to the salt mines…
Happy
Herbs
day!
Is there a code to make letters flash? Would that be too bright? For some reason, birthday wishes and happy births are the only time I like that kind of flashy, sparkly stuff. Just don’t tell anybody.
The birthday present for The Nephew is already at home. Also a “happy birth day to ewe!” card to be given to The Niece’s Parental Units when she arrives (Mom has it, it has a sheep on it made from something which I assume must be Scottish wool). And a toy for The Niece. I’ve been granted permission to buy something else for The Niece; as Mom and The Proud Daddy said, they can safely assume it’s not going to be the smallest size (we make a point of getting clothing a bit bigger) and not going to be pink.
Supermegaboss has decided to change The Monster (the in-house ZAP we’re installing) from head to tail. The whole team is being restructured. The juniors are looking for AKs. This morning I had an email from my agent asking whether I know someone from one of my areas of expertise for a position in Spain… we have such a great team, why can’t Supermegaboss just lay the hell off us!
Happy Birthday, herbs!
I just woke up after a night of fitful sleeping. I had another anxiety attack. Unfortunately I’m in TVLand and my mother and her drugs were not here to help. Oh well, I’m better now and I can always take a nap after work.
Passes Pie some internet sugah.
:: muah ::
And, of course, noogies for herbs.
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffienatin’ here. Purtification for work to commence shortly. Look, I didn’t say I have cheesecake. I said I want cheesecake. Reading comprehension people! Sheesh! 
Oh and…
<AHEM> CLEARING THROAT <AHEM>
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HAAAPPPYYY BIIIRRRTTTHHHDDDAAAYYY TOOOOOO YOUUUUUU!!!
HAAAPPPYYY BIIIRRRTTTHHHDDDAAAYYY TOOOOOO YOUUUUUU!!!
HAAAPPPYYY BIIIRRRTTTHHHDDDAAAYYY DEEEAAARRR HHHEEERRRBBBSSS!!!
HAAAPPPYYY BIIIRRRTTTHHHDDDAAAYYY TOOOOOO YOUUUUUU!!!
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Ok, off in search of more caffiene and then to purtify.
Later Y’all!
Hippo Birdy Two Ewes, Herbs
Off to make lunches!
Happy Birthday, tarragon918!!!
Happy Birthday, tarra!
Hope everything goes well with the niece’s arrival, Nava.
Fell asleep late and woke up early. 
Maybe a miracle will happen and I’ll be able to leave early today???
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Happy Birthday Herbs!!!
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Hippy burpday, Herbs!
Today I are mostly laminating things. It will be fun. I get to play with machinery.
That is all.
ETA: First on six! Woot!
Update: Thrak jumped on to my back, and fell off. Twice. Ow. beebs, be a good fellow and bring me two units of AB negitive, stat.
Boofae, could you laminate a small orange cat for me?
Blurfed, brekkied, and caffeine dose #1 down.
I missed a doozy of a wreck by about 30 minutes, apparently. VWife called me about 2 minutes after I got to my desk to report Cottonfield County forces mobilized after somebody managed to stick a horse through their windshield this morning, on one of the roads I use to get to work.
The horse has gone to The Great Pasture In The Sky, and the driver has severe head injuries. The helicopter was on the way when she called. Uuugh.
Canine Servant, don’t have Thrak laminated. You can make $$$ and keep a musician employed if you sell the furball to a violin string maker instead.
Since nobody else has mentioned it, Happy Birthday Herbs.
You’re dangerously close to landing on my list. =^.^=
After DogBut finds a stringmaker that pays top $ for the raw materials, I have four of my own I’ll sell to the same place.
Does that definitely put me on your list?
VBob, how do you get a horse stuck in your windshield? Did the horse survive?
Obligatory viola player nitpick: catgut is sheep intestines and strings are all synthetic nowadays.
I have to call up the university today to get a financial aid detail straightened out. Apparently I got work study money that I can’t accept. (I’d only be “allowed” to make $1300 a semester–I make more than that and I’m not quitting my jobs.) It still leaves me with a nice chunk of change plus the refund I’m expecting on tuition.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY HERBS!
To the first question, you hit it with a car, at a relatively high speed. To the second question, I thought the reference to The Great Pasture In The Sky made it clear that the horse has now assumed ambient temperature. :dubious:
The responders had to pull dead Dobbin out of the car to get to the human patient.
I know that, but I can’t let a solid fact get in the way of a good I-hate-cats related wisecrack.
Happy Birthday, Herbs!!!
Terrible night. Had to bring Nat to bed around 1:30 because Mr. Lissar was complaining. I got some sleep after six.
So tired.
Have to bake bead, vacuum, and mop. Maybe.
Hippo birdie, tarra!
I think the only way to cook a beet is to roast it. The thing is, this bunch was on the big side and I had to keep the oven at 375F for the tart… so even though they roasted for over an hour, they were still crunchy in the middle. grumble Still good, though… just not soft and sweet like I’d hoped.
Crunchy beets aside, dinner was very good. I’m adding this tartto my keeper pile.
Sorry about the rough night, LiLi. Hopefully it’s just a blip and he’ll be back to sleeping like a champ tonight.
Vundy, that’s quite the accident. Can’t say we see too many car vs. horse accidents up here in the urban jungle… but I’d imagine it’s probably about as bad as car vs. deer (which we do see, very occasionally).
I read too fast and missed that part. :smack: In my defense, it was early and tea had just been consumed.
pokes you with viola bow
I don’t think I’d want to play on natural strings anyway. Besides the “ick this was part of a digestive system once” factor, I don’t think they’d stay in tune very well.
Here’s an entry in the “Your Name Has Too Many Letters” File: I ran across the name “Charleszetta” today. That’s almost as good as “Cheyerl.”