I’m in!
10:30am and it’s already 80 out there. I somehow think it’s going to get hotter than the projected high of 92. 
I went to one HS reunion, at the five-year mark, was bored stiff, have never bothered again. I didn’t really much care for most of my classmates anyway (being the social outcast and target for bullies doesn’t exactly give one the warm fuzzies), and five years later, they were even less interesting to be around, since there was even less common ground than there’d been. Add that I don’t feel any great urge to spend the time and money to travel between states (at least at the five-year point, I still lived in that geographical area) to see people who stopped being an actual part of my life back in 1987…
Thanks. 
I like to invite people into my world when I can. Sometimes the skeevy dude parked under the bridge in his blacked out rape-van really does just have some extra candy he wants to share. :eek:
CANDY! where do I go?
Flytrap good deal, I will do my best to keep Spidey from using you for chum.
Jim
Howdy Y’all! Today I have deheathenated, had N.O.L. and taken a short nappy poo. 'Tis a rainy, dreary day yet again.
Rosie if your innards are feelin’ better I say go to the reunion since you already bought a ticket. You can always leave if you decide you don’t wanna hang out.
::Wonders if Spidey, Jim and flytrap might still be plannin’ a Full Monty for my birthday since I can’t read their posts. Hope the can get past the pack of trained attack wolves I recently acquired.::
It’s not a reunion. It’s my chorus. We’re celebrating 50 years since chartering. I’ll see them all at rehearsal later in the week. But my insides have decided I’m not going.
I wish it were legal to punch annoying people in the face. :mad:
I should be doing stuff. I don’t feel like doing stuff. grouch grouch grumble mumble.
Rosie,
Is that not a picture of the Doctor in the Great Scott?
Is Spidey gray, too?
Don’t feel bad, rosie, I just bailed on a Meetup I was supposed to go to today. Had a bad social anxiety attack on the way there, detoured and went to Ace to buy tomato stakes instead. Now my tomatoes are tied up just in time for it to start raining.
Don’t mind me, I’m hiding in my cave today.
Yes, David Tennant does a lot of BBC Radio work
I was grouchy, but I found a video that I liked, so I was less grouchy for a few minutes.
My mother is here. She’s been talking on the phone for an hour. I wish she’d shut up!
Hmm, I should find a way to bookmark that video I found. And watch more videos. :rolleyes: <–me rolling my eyes at myself
Irk is slow slow slow
it gets boring.
Still debating the house choice.
I need to rattle the kid and tell him I want an answer, does he stay or does he go.
See guys the SHARK cannon is the ticket, we have to stay out of wolf range. I am thinking we need a multiple launch system. Like this but with SHARKS
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Katyusha_rocket_launcher
Flytrap I have no idea if **Spidey **is a gray or why he is so intent on your demise. He is from the city of “Brotherly Love”, what gives?
Jim
“If I go there will be trouble, If I stay there will be double”
Jim
#10.
House is clean, need to go on a beer run.
Where ya goin’? In my working days, I never had more than 2 weeks of vacation in a row - I can’t imagine a full month. Well, except now that I’m not working (not really) it’s like every day is vacation!!! :rolleyes: :rolleyes: :rolleyes:
I was able to successfully complete a monitoring today, but the poor guy only had one bushel of crabs. Probably won’t even cover the cost of the gas and bait. That may explain why no one else is going out - there’s nothing to catch! I’ve submitted my time and mileage for the week - at 56.5¢ per mile, it more than covers the cost of my gas - even when I have to take the truck! So that’s good.
We took the dog to get her nails trimmed and to get a gallon of milk. Yep, exciting times at FairyChatEstates!
On Sep 14, I’m going to a sorta 40-year reunion. I graduated in '72, but our class pretty much sucks in the reunion department. Class of '73 decided to do a combined '72-'73 reunion, and at least 2 of my friends will be there, so I’ll have someone to hang with. **FCD **doesn’t want to go, which is fine. And since it’s in Baltimore, I’ll just spend that night at Mom’s and come home the next day. Easy peasy! I’m pretty sure some of the folks I’d really like to see won’t be there, but what the heck! For $40, there’ll be food, a band, and an open bar - not a bad deal!
That’s a Stalin organ.
Sitting on a hot beach waiting for something to happen?
Mouse #3 has gone to the Land of Wind and Ghosts. In a couple of days I’ll find out if there’s a Mouse #4. Most likely.
I need to kidnap Durwood, Irish Storyteller’s Big Fat Cat, and keep him around for a couple of days. He’d take care of these meeses for me. All I’d have to do is rub his belly for an hour.