Looks normal to me.
Looks like this to me
Try this.
“Cook crystal meth for fun and profit in the privacy of your own kitchen…”
It only changed on the SDMB, everywhere else it stayed the same.
You go places on the web besides the SDMB? 
I think it just does text.
You can change your screen resolution, but that doesn’t usually happen accidentally.
I got the fisheries job! Happy Dance!!! 
Training on Weds, and I start on Monday.
I have no conversation starters. And little poetry. Although I do have Jabberwocky memorized. Usually not a good thing to start a conversation with. Could be considered fair warning, though.
To paraphrase Arlo Guthrie*, what I do have is insulation. And new siding and double paned windows and six new electrical outlets. On the east side of the house. Due to tree and driveway placement, that’s the side of the house that gets the most sun in the summer. That’s where it bakes. So huzzah, I say, for insulation. And many thank yous for the friends and relatives who worked so hard through the holiday and weekend to make it happen.
- from the talking preamble of one version of Gabriel’s Lament (I’m finding it called GABRIEL’S MOTHER’S HIGHWAY BALLAD #16 BLUES - Hmmm.)
Yay for you, FCMom! Good going! Now THAT’s a conversation starter!
MOOOOOOM YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY for gainful employment and not bein’ a drain on society! 
It does sound like it’ll be a fun gig.
You saw the same job postin’? Must be nationwide! 
As to the work at home opportunity it is from a legit source. I know I sound kinda cryptic right now but I want to know a little more first before I do anything like actually pursue it. I figure it does not hurt to take a look.
Chaucer at his finest!
Limey that may well be the first time evar maters, loom and watermelon have all been mentioned in the same sentence. It’s all so stream of consciousness!
Yay for insulation and other shiny new house stuff yeller!
Oh yeah - conversation starter: *Wanna know about my crabs??? * :eek:
Well, I got an anemic raise today. Considering the company gave out 0 corporatewide the past 2 years, it was pretty good…
I got my tomatoes sort of situated. I’m propping them up on sticks. I’m considering tying them up and then tying the strings on the windowsill inside. They’re in a bad place for tying up. I can’t use my deck chair until winter since it’s propping one of the vines up.
Yeah, my tomatoes kind of got away from me this year.
I’m contemplating drinking all the coffee today. SLEEP IS FOR THE WEAK.
Today is taking a very long time. I have decided that sometime very soon, I am going to have myself some kind of luxurious spa weekend. I’m talking mud baths and fluffy robes they charge you a hundred bucks for when you “accidentally” take them home. I had been thinking I’d go alone and have myself some recharge time, but then it occurred to me that I’d get wicked bored with nobody to talk to, so now I’m considering taking Roomie with me. I want cucumbers on my eyes and disgusting seaweed wraps and fancy towel-turbans. These places have to exist somewhere outside tv shows, right?
Rampant Crime in Arkansas.
In rapid succession I managed to smash my right thumb and take a small chunk out of my left index finger. I think this makes it time to take a break.
Conversation starters; not enders but STARTERS! Neither of the below two examples are part of the 101 Conversation starters :smack: :rolleyes:
How *dare *you derail the MMP!
There is the center of a Great Sausage Biscuit Theft Ring in my Fair State and you babble about conversation starters? How can one converse if one cannot eat?!?
Swampy, I beg you, get your minion under control!
I hate being on hold. If my call’s really so important, how about answering it?
Yeah, yeah, I know, they’ve got a lot of other callers. I’ve worked in call centers, I understand about queues and all that. It just starts feeling like taunting after fifteen minutes of “your call is very important to us”, yadda yadda.
Quick! Someone get Flytrap some extra large snausage biskits, or some Willy Wonka extra chewy bubble gum. We need to keep his mouth full, & then remind him it’s not polite to talk that way…at least until my (pointy stick wielding) minions arrive! 