Ram a lam a ding dong,
Yay! Friday! Tired…I can has hometime?
Ok, it’s morning.
I’ve been feeling really lousy this week and I think it’s related to a medicine that I just had the dose increased on. So I’m going to call my doctor in a couple of hours and see what’s going on. I find it really frustrating when a medicine that is supposed to help me ends up making me feel much worse.
I want today to be over with…Can I go home early? 
You have my permission.
I went to my usual gas station this morning for my regular weekend fill-up, and had quite the rude shock. Durned nor’easter winds lifted the canopy, shifted it about 10 feet south, and dropped it on the pumps. Ka-frikkin’-boom. :eek:
It’s Day 3. The winds are supposed to taper off later today, and the sun comes back tomorrow afternoon sometime.
I wanna go home myself.
Hai.
It’s Friday. Yay!
I went over to have dinner last night with The Angry Russian and Her Boy, which was quite fun, and poked through her copy of The Fat Duck Cookbook, which made my brain hurt. Heston Blumenthal is a genius. A completely insane genius, of course, but a genius nonetheless.
Vundy, that sounds scary. :eek: I’m sure you’ll be very relieved when the storm finally blows over.
Time to go earn myself a living, I s’pose, since no one was kind enough to leave a large bag of money on my doorstep (I check every morning, just in case).
Yay for Firday! It’s my short day, too.
I have so much crap work to do, that isn’t really related to design. Our self-assessments are due the end of December, which means I have to finish by Dec 17, since I have the rest of the year off. Our new medical insurance choices are due by Nov 19, and they are extremely confusing. I have a presentation due Nov 19 on Time Management, that is part of one of my “goals of the year,” which includes reading the damn book I bout in May. :rolleyes: And two on-line learning thingies due before the end of the year. Bah! Too much crap! Just let me do my job already…
Hugs and kisses------
Happy Effin’ Firday!!!
It couldn’t come too soon for me. I am really hating my job these days and am seriously on the lookout for a change. I should be having lunch with my old department head sometime soon and he knows everyone. I’m hoping he can help.
li-li, you know your child better than anyone else so just trust your instincts.
bobbio, some people are just clueless.
Fifty degrees murkin here this morning. I do believe fall has finally arrived.
Tupug
IT’S FIRDAY! IT’S FIRDAY!
Thank Og ‘n’ biscuits. I thought this week would never end.
VBob - Criminy. That’s some serious wind. Wasn’t the canopy fastened to anything to, y’know, stop that sort of thing from happening? Or was the wind that strong that it broke its moorings? Did this happen while you were there or before you arrived?
whiterabbit - You just keep that snow dancin’ to yer own damn self. I don’t need that white crap headin’ my way. If you absolutely must send it to the immediate Toronto area for LiLi. Just try and keep it from drifting west.
Pie - I believe that’s called Avgolemono. I rather like that myself, though when it comes to lemony-type soups, nothing beats the Thai and their Tom Yum soup. Mmmmm. Spicy with just the right sour tang. I do loves me some greek though. Especially moussaka.
We had gusts at times in the 70 MPH range, and the canopy was reportedly loose to begin with.
In other news, I took a strange phone call a little bit ago.
“Mr. Vunder, are you going to be here Monday to accept your award?” It was a Coastie on the other end.
“Huh? What award?”
Made my day so far. Take that, TVCTPMO!
and 
Morning Mumpers. I lost power last night for a bit, due to a falling tree. I was on the very edge of the blackout. The lights from the Kroger had my parking lot more brightly lit than usual.
Congrats, BBBobbio!
: sends mmmm home early :
Good morning everyone.
It is cold, rainy and windy here. Snow is falling in the mountains, and they’re opening up the ski lifts at several areas this weekend. Actually, I think one ski area already opened earlier this week.
They’re expecting wet, sloppy snow down at the 500 foot level tonight. That’s the elevation I live at. Bah! Keep the snow in the mountains. I guess the good thing is that it shouldn’t affect the commute.
**ems, **go home; you deserve it. Tell your boss I said so.
Wow, Bobbio; it sounds like things are nuts out there. Here’s hoping this is the last of the craziness for you.
As is the usual case around here, I have craploads of work to do, not nearly enough time to complete it, and I’m all by my lonesome. How they expect me to keep up with the workload of four people for three damn weeks is beyond me.:dubious::rolleyes:
Gotta love youtube (when you don’t feel like going “hulk smash” on people who don’t understand the value of free publicity).
There’s been two winners of a lotta money in the lottery here, I know one of the two tickets is going to mean early retirement for 7 IT folks. It’s been a major minor piece of news all week. And seeing the covers gave me an earworm for “If I had a million dollars” but I couldn’t get past the first couple lines…
Don’t complain: if I gave any of you an earworm, at least it’s a nice one!
Gratz Bobbio!
Hush, Mindy. We don’t want no snow in TO, dagnabbit. LiLi may like the cold white stuff, but she’s a little strange in the head, and the rest of us would be much happier without it. Hrmph. :mad:
I’ve got some free time today, so I’m trying to do a web course on Six Sigma… problem is, my coworkers are being really noisy and I’m easily distracted (especially when Six Sigma is involved, because it’s so opposite to my regular thought processes). Grrrrr.
I wonder whether that’s because Six Sigma is opposite to your thought processes or because it’s misexplained. You strike me as someone who’s perfectly able to juggle six thought threads at the same time, but not as someone who jumps into and out of the middle of things without preparation or wrap up.
But often the explanations on any kind of management processes get lost on the unimportant details and miss the heart of the idea by about three elephants’ width. That’s adult elephants, Colonel Hathi-sized on up.
SWAMP - come up with something good and tell me how and I’ll even change my screen-name to it.
When I first became Lutheran lutefisk confused the Hades out of me. Everyone was all excited that the annual dinner was just coming up and I had never heard of the stuff.
OK - what’s lutefisk?
It’s terrific! You go down to the fish market, get the thickest best cod fillets you can, soak them for almost a week, and then you soak them in lye for a couple more days.
Wait – you soak them in caustic poison?
Yep!!!
You throw them out and then go to Red Lobster, right?
No ------ you soak them for another week to get most of the lye out.
OK ------ whats left after a couple days in lye that you can soak the lye back out of?
This gray fish-jello of sorts.
And this is a good thing?
With an almost equal weight in butter after its broiled, its a great thing. Just remember to wash the dishes and pans well ------- it tends to either eat holes in them or weld itself to them.
Actually, made by church-basement ladies and grandmas, it is pretty good. I think all the love counteracts everything else.
Impress your Lutheran friends this winter: sing them
Oh Lutefisk
by Red Stangeland last verse by Robert L. Lee
[Sung to the tune of 'O Tannunbaum]
Lutefisk… Oh Lutefisk… how fragrant your aroma
Oh Lutefisk… Oh Lutefisk… You put me, in a coma
You smell so strong… You look like glue
You taste yust like an overshoe
Put Lutefisk … come Saturday
I tink I’ll eat you anyway.
Lutefisk … Oh Lutefisk … I put you by the doorway
I vanted you to ripen up … yust like dey do in Norway
A dog came by and sprinkled you … I hit him vit an army shoe
Oh Lutefisk … now I suppose
I’ll eat you as I hold my nose.
Lutefisk … Oh Lutefisk … how well I do remember
On Christmas Eve how we’d receive … our big treat of December
It vasn’t turkey or fried ham … it vasn’t even pickled spam
My mudder knew dere vas no risk …
In serving buttered lutefisk.
Lutefisk … Oh Lutefisk … now everyone discovers
Dat Lutefisk and lefse makes-Norweigians better lovers
Now all da vorld can have a ball … you’re better dan dat Yeritol
Oh Lutefisk … vit brennevin
You make me feel like Errol Flynn.
Lutefisk … Oh lutefisk … You have a special flavor
Lutefisk … Oh lutefisk … All good Norwegians savor.
That slimy slab we know so well … Identified by ghastky smell
Lutefisk … Oh lutefisk … Our loyalty won’t waver.
Lutefisk…Oh lutefisk…When my poor heart stops beating
The pearly gates will open wide, I’ll see the angels eating
From steaming platters of the stuff, and there will always be enough
O piece of cod that I adore, O lutefisk forevermore!
Kopek, are you dude or femme?
Being another Scandinavian Lutheran, I could fall into serious liking with you if you’re female. Otherwise, you’ll have to settle with being added to my list of Dopers I wanna have a beer (or in your case, aquavit) with.
Don’t you wonder how some people thought up that whole process?? 
Dum headline of the morning:
Three people hospitalized in hospital after eating death cap mushrooms.
I’m so glad they’re hospitalized in a hopital. We prefer not to speak about the time we hospitalized some people at a laundromat. It, ah, just didn’t go well for them.
Male and married. Sorry.
Actually I’m Siberian and Slovak by ancestry and Scandinavian by grace through faith so beer, aquavit, vodka, vintage Aqua-Velva and Sterno or just about any other carrier of alcohol is fine with me.