What I want is a dancing zombie hula girl for my dashboard.
You should speak to your Minister or Physician, but I have suggested this before.
:dubious:
Cad yikes! Just remember we can’t pick our relatives. Also, you can pick your friends, you can pick your nose, but you can’t pick your friend’s nose. Unless you have permission, that is.
Lots of tedious paperirk gettin’ done today. This is one of those tasks wherein I keep remindin’ myself it all pays the same.
Here ya go!
Practice was fun. making pasta for lunch.
Sometimes in our life we need to make hard decisions; I am at one of those times.
Which is more disturbing, that they make such an item, or that you knew just were to look to find it? :eek:
Swampy, as I drove past a certain hardware store, cee-mint T-rexs have been a disapearin’ from the pallet until such a point that they have been all gone! :eek: 
I want, seriously
Jim
I thought it was, “You can pick your nose, or you can pick your friends, but you can’t wipe your friends on the couch.” 
Can’t follow the written instructions too well, can we. I said I didn’t need to know anything about this, and you send me links. 
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That my mom is a Birther. An honest hard core Birther.
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And you didn’t know that until you looked it up online? I didn’t know they had a registry.
And I’m with ya on the disturbing issue, Spidey. Flummoxed I am when faced with your two choices there.
We had fancy [Javan green peafowl](http:// https://www.google.co.uk/search?q=java+green+peacock&client=tablet-android-asus-nexus&rlz=1Y3NDUG_enGB568GB570&espv=1&tbm=isch&tbo=u&sboxchip=Images&source=univ&sa=X&ei=kZgQVK-sOJLxaKTAgcAG&ved=0CB4QsAQ&biw=601&bih=906). Even purtier, I reckon. We found out after getting them that they’re known for being really aggressive, but ours was a sweetie.
Securitated football last night, basketball tomorrow. Shame I hate sports, really.
Banananas are finally being caked- they’re better in cake when they’re all squishy, it wasn’t me just being lazy not doing it til now, honest.
Well I am getting my Doper legs back, just wrote a longish post in GD. For some reason I have had a hard time speaking my mind since I came back.
Red altho I my have started calling Humping Day, I cannot take credit. Another Mumper was telling us her preggersness was making her, um, a bit more interested in her ,um, hubby’s “services” and I have the mind of a 14 year old.
I am sloth
Jim
But it can be funny to give them a yoyo. 
I think I have new next-door neighbors. I hate them already. Loud bass that wakes me on the other end of my apartment tends not to incline me kindly toward the offenders.
Invest in a CD, and when you are not at home and they are, determine if they like Wagner.
(snerk)
I’m sprung!
At least for now. I go next Wednesday for the surgical consultation then surgery.
It was either Mark Twain or Will Rogers who said:
“There are two things no human being should ever see being made: Sausages, and laws.”
EDIT: Except it turns out it was neither of these two guys who said this. It was John Godfrey Saxe. (And it’s often misattributed to Otto von Bismarck.)
I would have fit in with the Addams Family, I think.
Me, too.
Evil. I like that.
Yay for springing, Red! Hope the surgery goes well.
tracer, I’ve seen sausages and laws being made. But not at the same time, because that would be weird.
It’s been a good day.
The re-inspection passed and the electric company sent me an email saying the power will be transferred to my name on the 19th. No mention of a security deposit so I hope that means there won’t be one.
It’s been a bad day.
I’m tired as hell, grumpy as hell and people won’t leave me alone.
The groceries were delivered today at around 11:30. I always order a tray of pastries, they are misc flavored. Nobody likes the lemon ones and they get thrown away so today I had 4 apple pastries delivered for me and a tray of 10 strawberry cream cheese for Sah-son (and my mother and her bf). I really only want one, I look forward to it on delivery day.
At 2:30, only three hours after the delivery I asked Sah-son about the apple pastries and
they were GONE!
Yes, he ate all four of them in less than 3 hours, did not save me even one of them. He said I should have told him I wanted one, I said I never thought he’d eat four of them in 3 hours.
Well, does she have your long form certificate?
Or bagpipes.
If you start to really hate them, I have an LP of the soundtrack from the ride It’s a Small World. You’ll have to find your own auto-load phonograph, though.
Unless the neighbors are Scottish, then it will just fire them up.
Herb de Provence chicken is smelling good., mozzarella Parmesan rice is almost ready.
I believe that it was love and sausages.