The Contents Of My Pantry... The MMP

Told ya!

I’m :dubious: on this whole bronze poop deal. In my experience, kids in diapers have very few real poop-looking poops anyway. Often, they’re mush – even on solid food. (Hey, I’m a MOTHER here, and one who’s still knee-deep in diapers. If you didn’t want to hear this, don’t bring it up when I’m around, all right? :mad: :wink: Anyway, I can’t tell if what you posted is a joke, something approaching serious, or complete lunacy. I mean really. How do we know who’s authenic poop is it? I mean, you can’t dust for poop, right? :smiley: /Spinal Tap

The Jello Cell – there was a ring of teeny-tiny bell pepper (from the garden), for the nucleus. I don’t see him eating that.

The VunderKind never did a Jello cell, but we did make a papier mache volcano, with vinegar, baking soda, and cherry jello for the lava. He got an A+ on it, because not only could he explain how real volcanoes worked, but he could also explain the chemistry behind the model.

I don’t know if it’s really the baby’s poop or merely a representative model. Other than that, everything else is the honest truth - there is a bronzed model of poop, which is being or has been auctioned off on Ebay, and the proceeds are coming to us.

Well, duh. I can plainly see where you quoted Puggy thusly.

And a big DOH! :smack: Right under the first coddled eggs post. By the time I was done snerking at such fodder for bad jokes, my eyes had glazed over and I missed something serious.

Once again someone has fallen victim to my mad juvenilizing skilZ! :smiley:

Ah, Wednesday. Hump day. Not Humping day, although I suppose it’s as good a day as any other for that particular procreative pastime. Today’s agenda is … nothing. Maybe opening a bank account, although I’d like to discuss that with my father first. We’ll see. Other than that … zip. Oh! I should probably resume the search for scholarships for Amsterdam. And maybe study a bit (I have a qualifying exam coming up in a week and change).

Speaking of physics, I have a pun for y’all:

This whole Suri poop thing … heck, even the thing with Suri herself (himself?), seems like one gigantic publicity stunt. The Church of Scientology trying to drum up business or something. Pfeh. They’re all a bunch of poopyheads. :stuck_out_tongue:

Spats, I have a better one for you, from real life. Back in the old days of Undergrad Round 1b, the lab for a particular physics class was a recreation of the Millikan Oil Drop Experiment. The professor was explaining how to use the hardware, and I asked him if part of the set up was an ion microscope.

:dubious: “An ion microscope?”

“Yeah. That’s the piece you put your eye on…”

He threw an eraser at me… :smiley:

I think it’s frowned upon to hump the figures, but I assure you, I thought about it. :smiley:

In polite society, it is considered uncouth to hump inanimate objects no matter how yummy said objects may appear to be.

Didn’t you all listen to Spats? He said this ISN’T humping day. :stuck_out_tongue:

Oh damn.

slinks away

Swampy, when has the MMP been considered polite society?

If I ever consider running for office in a club again, ya’ll have my permission to smack me upside my head. Being a board member of the Booster Club is starting to be a pain in my ass, and hockey season hasn’t even started yet. I don’t mind if a member of the club disagrees with a vote taken (if you had bothered to come to the meeting you could have had your say, you rude twit) but there is no reason to be rude about it. Of course the bitch currently being discussed thinks she is “queen of the Booster Club” anyway, so I shouldn’t be surprised. It’s amazing how many things this stupid woman thinks should be done, but she won’t do them because “I’m there to watch the game”. What does she think the rest of us are there for? I don’t pay $400+ for an ice level seat to spend the game in the lobby.

Ok, venting over. For now. :slight_smile:

Of course not, Ellen. I was there over a week ago. :smiley:

What will this do for me? I mean, I’m sure it is fun to watch, but how can I benefit?

Well, you can knock out burglars with your tummy…

This is fun. The music sounds like industrial. Cool.

Drae that electic diagnosis equipment bites the big one, hey? I had to fly to Anchorage, twice, first to get the carpal tunnel diagnosed, which was not fun, but the second time when the doc was trying to diagnose my back/legs problem it was so painful I could not stop the tears from running down my face like a dumb baby. I now know exactly what is wrong, but it hurt so badly. You have my sympathy.

rigs I’m sorry about marriage trouble. I have been with skiffman for 16 years, but we have baggage, and sometimes it rears it’s ugly head. You are in my thoughts.

Tel it’s good that you have enough self worth to not be taken in my jerks. Stay the course, and the right guy will show up. Hey, I was 32 when I married skiffman, and believe me, I kissed a (I love this SDMB term) metric buttload of toads before I found him. And even he has his toadish ways!

rosie hun, I understand about having to choose where to expend precious energy. I wish you strength.

pugs my week went south rapidly last week, please accept my belated birthday wishes. I did think about you on Saturday.

The down turn my life is experiencing is, first the passing of Steve Irwin. #3 daughter has adored him, his family and staff, the Zoo, etc for at least the last 9-10 years. She has taken his death particularly hard, we have spent a lot of time crying and remembering him. It’s difficult, she is a still-waters-run-deep-kind of kid, and has in the past had some cutting issues. We talk every day, and today she finally put on non black clothing. Second, a family which has been more family than friend is in crisis. They were pregnant with their only child the same time I was pregnant with #1 daughter, and we have always been close. Ron, the husband, has type II diabetes (as I do) and has been in the hospital for several months. He has been in a coma, and we received word that he will be taken off life support this week. This is rather devastating, and I don’t want to be a wet blanket, but this has me seriously so low that I am in the basement digging holes. Prayers/good thoughts/whatever would be appreciated, especially for his wife, daughter, and granddaughters. Thank you.

Oh,and bronzed baby poop is just wrong on so many levels!

thanks to all for wishes of health - this is nothing new - change of seasons is always rough for me - I have a condition that for lack of a better term I have labebled para-lupus (since most folk understand what lupus is, and but for that (knock wood) my organs are as yet unaffected, it may as well be lupus since the meds and other treatments are the same) I have an auto immune disease and the main med I take is to regulate/supress my immune system, which means if I catch even a little bug, the kind most folks ignore and go on with thier day, I feel like death warmed over. Plus with the barometer acting like a roller coaster, and the humidity levels playing “catch me if you can” games, you can pretty much count me out for 2 to 3 weeks every season.
As for the convention, Drae, it’s not like the one you came to visit me at last March, it’s more of a symposium, hosted by one of the Sweet Adelines chapters in the region. I still have to make up my mind if I want to rent a scooter for that or not, the hotel is very spread out, bu I do need the exercise . . . grumblegrumblegrumblegrumblegrumblegrumblegrumblegrumble
btw - what’s with these ads: “Authentic Gourmet Food” “Oprah Has Spoken” “Glass Jars” and what do they have to do with bronzed baby poop?

Big commiserating hugs to you kai. There are no words…other than it just BITES!

drae, I would like to have that statue of Johnny D in my house somewhere. Spose Mr. Anachi would nix that?

I went to the dentist yesterday. I have to go back because a tooth with a filling has another cavity and I might need a crown. Sigh. Then, this morning, I woke up and discovered that part of my right front tooth had fallen off! :eek: It feels really weird, but it looks normal, since only the lower front part fell off. A couple of years ago, I bit down really hard on a fork (hey, I was hungry!) and it felt like the tooth cracked a little.

Then I had to go to the doctor this morning for a follow up and she’s very pleased, but I had to get a pneumonia vaccine shot (ouch!) and yet more follow up labs. Oh, and I definitely have arthritis in my knees. At least now I know that the pain isn’t all in my head.

(((kai)))

I’m a little late with this one, but I’m sending best wishes to you **Puggy. **

Also, Tel, like so many have already said, that guy was a jerk and it was best you found out ahead of time.

kai, I’m sorry to read about your friend. I hope you, your family, and his family can find peace and strength in each other. Making the decision to take someone off life support is the most gut wrenching experience ever. I had do it.

God, I feel like crap today. Every square inch of me feel like someone has punched the shit out of me. One minute I’m freezing, the next I’m burning up. It’s too early for the flu. I don’t know what the hell is going on. I can barely move, but I had to get out of bed. My poor back just couldn’t take any more.

In other news, today was the kids’ first day of school, so at least I have blessed silence for a few hours. It is sooooooooooooooooo nice.

I’ve done the school project thing too. Volcanoes, cells, Science Fair projects. I’ve done them. I think we’re done for the most part. If we aren’t, the kids are way more than old enough to do any said projects completely on their own. I’ll provide transpo and materials. That should be my only part.