The Fountain of Yoot. Guest MMP

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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I’m not a practicing anything either. I’m not quite sure what I believe. Isn’t that weird. I practice the whole “Do unto others, etc…” theory. I guess I basically believe in trying to be a good person.

I had to stay late at work yesterday because the boss came in at the last moment with some stuff he wanted for the JCAHO inspection. Yeah, 30 minutes before I’m supposed to leave, I get the whole " I don’t care if you have to stay late, just get it done" speech. :rolleyes: While, normally I wouldn’t mind all that much, yesterday kind of irked me. See, I’m under a looming deadline for a big report that nobody started in my absence. I am busting my ASS trying to get this data pulled, sorted etc. On top of that, the reporting format and categories have changed so that means changing how we pull data and hoping we have the damn categories. This report is due Friday. On top of that, I need to pull together reports, slides, etc for a presentation to our dept and clinical chiefs next week, AND pull something together for a class I’m supposed to HELP teach next week. Arrrgh. It all falls on my head at one time! I do not mind working, or even being busy. I DO mind being swamped with ridiculous deadlines ALL AT ONCE. Hookay…I’m slightly better now.

Welcome to our new posters!

Well, I better get cracking on stuff. I expect my boss to show up in my office any time now.

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Everybody say “Oooo.” I got a thread into Threadspotting. My lil ole name is in lights on the front page.

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Just saw **Ellen’s ** post. The daughter is slightly better today, and even went to school yesterday. She told me she almost went the nurse’s office during second period, but decided to try and tough it out instead. I know she’s doing better because she’s getting slightly sassy, if you know what I mean.

Oh, and cute pictures Ellen. My daughter played the clarinet from 5th through 9th grade. She gave it up because she decided she couldn’t fit band into her schedule at all. She still plays it at home, she’s just not getting any formal instruction anymore.

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Even though it’s Wednesday, may I play?
I’ve been to St. Augustine many times–it’s neat. I’m not gay, though–and I don’t really like to shop for shoes… :slight_smile:

I never realized that this is an ever Monday thing–even though I have posted in this type of thread before.

I can’t really remember the weekend at this point–I went to two soccer games, putzed around the house, read the Garrison Keillor Good Poems book a bit. The weather here has been beautiful lately-- I love fall days. Worked my tail off on Monday–didn’t get out until 8:45 pm! (my shift ends at 7:30pm). Kinda dread the weekend coming up at work–acuity is high and staff is scarce.
Today I go get a cortisone shot for my bone spur and new orthotics. So glamorous, I know…
I also have to get a bat mitzvah present, a birthday present and some groceries at some point before Friday. But all I really wanna do is hang out online.

The salmon sounds yummy, if I can get up enough ambition to actually cook!

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Not to worry, ashes, a tad strange looking but cute, the Brussells Griffon puppies don’t have eagle heads or talons.

GAK!!! Wilma is already a Cat 5! :eek:

ellen, Cherry Chillens is just adorable.

taters, I think you are being unfairly punished for jury duty last week…the bastard!!

bonkeydear, congrats!

I just spent a couple hours in a conference room that could double for a meat locker. I’m wearing winter pants, a long sleeved shirt and a jacket. Something is very wrong with this picture.

Tupug

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Well, the paper is online, but the pictures are not. So here’s the horrible article that mentioned me and our group.

I still have the horrible shirt too, so maybe at some point I can wear it and take a picture of it for you.

Today I have classes, and I don’t wanna go. But I have to. I’ve skipped too much recently. So I’ll see you, like a good little boy, at 1:50.

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If you are a normal person, the word is certified.
If you are in management or in the military, it is certificated.

Unorganized DonkeyBear I’ve already stepped up for the MMP (post #66) Stop
obsessing over your bad press and catch up with the real cool kids. :wink:

Welcome back, eleanor I love the name, by the way.

Ellen those are some very cute yoots you got. I feel bad for not saying anything even after you said such nice things about my picture.

I finally saw the movie Y Tu Mama Tambien last night during a bout of insomnia. Aye Carumba, what a flick!

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This guy’s local, and looks a lot better in person… <swoon>

He used to be at our Faire, but hasn’t been for two years as he wants to focus on places where he can actually do blacksmithing, which is completely understandable. As we were under red-flag fire danger conditions once this year, stuff that shoots hot sparks is not really a good idea in an area filled with straw and burlap.

Speaking of Faire, our season has ended. Much bittersweetness. It’s sad that it’s over, but next weekend, we can sleep and relax. This coming weekend is one last manic push to disassemble everything and load it into the truck.

If any of the pics that were taken of me in the leather jerkin and kilt make their way online, I’ll add a link.

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donkeybear is Cthulhu like the mascot for your school? I ask cause I see what appears to be an image of him over on the left hand side of the online paper. Also, that’d be cool. The Henderson State University Fightin’ Cthulhus!

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That’s not the school’s logo, but the logo for the network that the school paper is a part of.

Yes, that means that He-Who-Shall-Not-Be-Named is inside the freakin’ Internet!
Which really does explain a lot. Cthulhu has gotten too distracted by online porn to start the end of all things.

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<swoon> Burly blacksmith <swoon>
Listen gotpasswords I have been waiting for those pics. I need to see you in the leather jerkin and kilt. So, perhaps you should just don said outfit and get some pics made. I demand to see you in the leather jerkin and kilt.

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Okay, I’m blaming all of you for my purchase at the shopette today. All this talk about dark chocolate Hershey’s Kisses got me to really, really wanting some. Today, after picking up my salad in the dining facility, I moseyed on over to the shoppette to get my diet coke. I was thinking real hard about those damn kisses. But, I says to myself, they probably won’t have them there. They never have anything you REALLY want. Yeeeeaaah, right…there they were in all their glory, so I just HAD to get bag of them. And…I blame it all on you guys. Yup, even though you’re thousands of miles from me, it all your fault. Not my fault at all. This is my story, and I’m sticking to it.

Today my Admin Asst informed me that I am to complete my support form for my boss. For those of you that don’t understand what that is, it’s where I toot my horn and list all of my “significant” contributions for the last year. These contributions should jive with my stated performance objectives and job standards. I hate writing these things. I mean, come on! How do yo write these without sounding like you think a) I’m all that and a bag of chips too; or b) I don’t want to sound like a braggart, so I’ll just be very minimal in listing what my contributions were. Option b) is NOT an option. I want a good performance evaluation. So, I had to find the “middle” ground, so to speak. I listed every contribution and how it positively impacted our division’s mission. I stated all of these contributions (I hope) matter of factly. My significant contributions came to two and a quarter pages. I hope it’s not too much, but not too little. We shall see. I’m supposed to go over all this with my boss on the 28th of October. I wrote the support form earlier because I knew it was coming. I plan to review it again. That’s my style. Knock out the document, then come back after putting it away. It give me fresh perspective then.

I’m gonna finish my salad now and HIDE my dark chocolate kisses. Yeah, like I can hide them from myself. :rolleyes:

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Even better. We don’t have a mascot. 115 years Henderson has been open, and we still don’t have a mascot. We are the Henderson Reddies. Reddies is just a shortening of “Red Jackets,” a descriptor of the uniform that the early football teams wore.

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Red Jackets can be quite snazzy when color coordinated well. A pair of white, black, navy blue or muted green slacks would go well with it. Gray may also be used. I would use caution with yellows, golds and oranges however. That may look a bit garish.

Reddies, seriously? People sit in a football stadium and yell <snerk> Go Reddies!? <snerk> Here I thought my high school had a weird school name. Grangers. It means farmers. I mean, at least it means something. Reddies?

Taters I go on record as having never mentioned that confection for which you are placing blame upon me. I have never even had one of those confections. It ain’t my fault. So There! :stuck_out_tongue:

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FCD is slowly but surely getting better - but he’s still tired a lot. We took a walk around the block today - about a mile and a quarter - and he was kinda worn by the time we got home. His incisions look really good - the one on his throat will be almost invisible - it’ll align with the creases in his neck. No FrankenScar here.

As for me, I still need a few nights of good, solid sleep. I catch myself dozing off at work once in a while, and it doesn’t help that I’m doing some really tedious, boring stuff right now. Oh well, weekend’s coming. I can hang in there.

I want pizza.

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tupug --thankee kindly!

Just home from my cortisone shot–hurts like hell. (“It’ll be a lil tender”, my foot! oops-lousy pun).

Taters --I hide stuff from myself all the time. It is somewhat scarey, actually. I also put stuff away so that I won’t lose it, and lo and behold… :rolleyes: When I die or move (whichever comes first) all manner of things will come to light, I am sure. Whatever you do, don’t try the dark choc M&M’s…
gotpasswords --Meow! That guy can pound my anvil anytime!

(I love the internet, where I can say stuff that I would never dare to say in personal conversation!).

It has turned cold and windy here today–they are predicting windchills for the Sox game tonoc!

I love me Cubbies, but GO SOX!!

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AAAAAAAHHH!!! I’d forgotten I still had those. I was finally being good and not eating anything more today… and then you reminded me! AAAAAHHHH! Chocolate binge!

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That’s called Safe Place Syndrome. SPS is primarily observed in the naturally absentminded, or those who smoke a lot of pot.

Since I actually fall into both those categories, you can imagine how much stuff I lose, only to find months later in places I couldn’t possibly have thought I’d remember. I plan on moving in the next few months, and I am determined to weed out all furniture with drawers, to limit how long I spend looking for any given item.

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Naw Swampy, even if the Governator’s plan to destroy education, through those insanely stupid-evil propositions, actually suceeds, I’ll still be okay. Here, they’re so desperate for more elective classes I’m making half again my salary for extra students and they want me to teach all six periods. Where they’re going to conduct these new classes I have no idea. Maybe the changing rooms at the pool, 'cause that’s the only unused space left.
[sup]Actually, the banana split at about 8pm. We’re all just sick about it. Don’t pass that on. In fact, I never wrote that because I was never here.[/sup]

Dooooonkeeeeey! Where are the pictures? I see words, ads, and Cthulhu, but no horrible shirt. Me demands horrible shirt (and you inside it).

Well pootles Sean, it’s still up for grabs then. The people involved are regular people, non-management, but they work for schools, which make the military look sane, in comparison. Maybe I should just go ask one of them. Now that’s a thought.

Well sure Puggy, they’re kind of cute now, pre-surgery! It’s the Fiji Mermaid, only they’re not dead this time. I don’t want to know how the brussels sprouts come into play.

All you chocoholics like Draelin, taxi, Eleanor, and taters, come live with me. I only like the really dark chocolate that isn’t sold anywhere within a 90 minute drive. Chez Ashes (otherwise known as the Posey Palace) is a completely chocolate free zone. Blue raspberry anything is a different story.

Plus Ellen, your kids are so obviously adorable, there’s no need for words. It would be like saying water is wet, y’know?

Off to go buy stuff. Completely out of any protein except edamame. Which reminds me; Swampy, when you make your famous Eyetalian Chicken, does it come out crispy? It’s nearly crockpot season and I’m gearing up.

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The school colors are maroon and silver, so it’s good that we have the gay fashionista’s blessing. :stuck_out_tongue:

Pictures of my shirt available when I get my computer’s media reader working.