says the ‘morer’ of two weevils. :dubious:
Dinner was chili, abouts 2200 so now it’s beddybye time. See you in the am…on pg 3!
It was 34° at our house this morning. We’ve apparently skipped autumn entirely. Dammit.
I have some plants that need to be brought in. Unfortunately, they’re spider plants, and Taz lurves spider plants. I need to find homes for them that he can’t reach. Stoopit cat.
Other than that - just another day in paradise. Happy Thursday!
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up YAWN ‘Tis 56 Amurrkin out and clear with a predicted high of 71 with rain/tstorms/apocalypse predicted for this afternoon, tonight, and tomorrow. We shall see. Today I am a bear who N.O.L. Goin’ to a N.O.L. and learn thingy at 11:15 this A. of M. Should be innerestin’ and the food is usually pretty good at these things. Sup shall be my version of Philly cheese steaks.
Now I need more caffeine and to feed rumbly tummy. Then, bother of bothers, I suppose I should purtify and don appropriate goin’ about the public attire. Life can be so hard!
Happy Thursday Y’all!
Happy Thorsday!
It’s a clear 34 degrees outside, according to my phone it feels like 28. Brrrrrrr. Supposed to be cloudy all day with a high of 55.
I woke at 3am and was still up at 5.
I did not want to get up this morning.
I need to order groceries today. I don’t know if we will pick the up tomorrow or Saturday.
I have weird dreams, but last night’s was exceptional. It involved me finding a horse in my bedroom, putting her into a Honda Civic (British racing green), and driving her downtown. The Civic had been sitting for decades and was a stick shift. A hillbilly hoarder helped me start the car and taught me to drive stick. We ended up at Royal Albert Hall and there was a person I haven’t seen in 20 years. I eventually claimed the horse as mine.
Horse, Honda, hillbilly hoarder, Hall - you seem to have a “H” of an obsession… 
Kinda smack dab between Atlanta and Lake Oconee, in the heart of pasture land country. You know, those little towns that people say “Oh, yeah, I think I passed through there once on my way to…”.
The fine print has been read and digested. No “gotchas” at all, which surprised the heck out of this old cynic. The spousal unit is looking a couple of places today and we have 4 more lined up to see this weekend. Hoping to have an offer in on one by early next week and, with any luck, be moving right around Turkey Day.
Thanks for all the congrats, Mumpers!
In other news, it’s 50 degrees and cloudy here. Tomorrow presents a high likelihood of rain, which figgers since I took the day of work to play in a charity golf tourney. Oh, well, if the hittin’ of the little ball is called on accounta weather I guess I’ll have extra time to pack a lifetime of accumulated junk.
The question I have is how many hillbillies were they hoarding?
Morning all. Good news is that it’s 54F now; bad news is that’s about as warm as it gets today and rain is due shortly.
Red, we both kept typing Stewart, when it was Sewart, so that was the confusion.
Bought bacon yesterday evening, so I guess I should go cook some.
Get help!
Up, caffeinated, and sheveled. Off today. Laundry, Canes practice and some cleaning. It’s Kilt Night tonight.
Exactly what kind of work do you do?
Thanks for the birthday wishes everyone. It does actually cheer up even a cynical old bugger like me!
Talk about weird dreams…
I dreamed I woke up and looked in the mirror and I had two red bumps on my forehead, like I was going to grow horns. The bump on the right opened up and this long white slimy string was coming out. I pulled it out and dropped it on the floor Then another one came out.
Then the left bump opened up and I pulled that string out and dropped it. Then I pulled the next string, it really hurt, and there was a dead rat attached to it.
Then I dreamed I was at a small gathering, just me, the hostess, and a young couple. The hostess was playing games, tied up the guy, and was going to kill his girlfriend. When I tried to stop her she pulled knife on me. When she turned her back I poured some windex into a cup and when she turned back to me I threw it in her face.
Next thing I know she is boo hooing to the neighbors about what I did to her, and they were helping her to the car to take her to the hospital. As she was getting in the car she turns and gives me an evil grin, she was wearing contacts to protect her eyes and wasn’t hurt at all.
I’m not sure what my dreams say about me, but it probably isn’t good.
Or maybe I should be the next Stephen King?
I was just reading a Seabury Quinn novela where satanist bad guys had grafted horns onto a girl’s head. Where do you go to Shul?
:dubious:
How many halls’d hold a hillbilly hoard if halls held hillbilly hoards?
I think I have all day blurf today. Not helped by skool irk- the lecturer for the class I mentioned suddenly emailed everyone yesterday saying ‘I need your group experiment design in by Wednesday’.
Of course, it’s half term week, so we’re not going to be meeting up before it’s due in. Cue palaver, Facebook group, Whatsapp group, lots of talk and precisely no decisions. I’m working the next two days then away 'til Tuesday.
I hates group work, I does.
I have never been to Shul.
Help me out here. Honestly, it’s going to be hard to calculate how many halls are necessary to hold a hillbilly hoard without knowing how many hectares each hillbilly hoard holding hall is.
Well, I believe the Beatles know how many holes it takes to fill the Albert Hall, so maybe start from there?
Is it named after Victoria’s Albert?
It’s a secret.