Only 4000 since an oil change? I change mine every 5000, and I’ve got almost 200K miles on my van. I’d say your problem, whatever it is, isn’t related to the oil change, unless the last folks who changed it screwed it up. But leaking coolant is a bad thing - with luck, it’s just a holey hose and not a bad radiator or pump.
The house is so nice and quiet. It was lovely having the kid here, but it’s even more lovely having a quiet house. I’m thinking our living-together arrangements will be potentially stressful. Oh well.
It’s Vacation O’clock! Woooo! Woooo!!!. I’m a little tired, Lucretia woke me up every hour biting me and screaming. She forgot that nobody gets eaten until they’re dead. Work went OK, I got a last load of laundry going. I’m having veggies, rice and steak for my good bye dinner.
Wile E., if the two old ladies wouldn’t mangle him, I’d offer to take him, Squeee!
MBG, Lucretia used to assult Maggie regularly, but gave up after a few years of futility.
Go get 'em BBBobbio!
Mork, there’s a little blue pill that stops flouncyness. Cool logo.
Fearless, I was racing Cecil himself for “Least active active member” till I joined the MMP.
Ana, is that a Shasta in your pants, or are you just happy to see me?
I had to Google “Shasta” before I understood this. Shasta is a drink, apparently, so Anastaseon is hanging around in her undies enjoying a beverage by the name of Shasta. Not with a Shasta stuck inside her undies. Which was how I initially understood her post. :eek:
I didn’t know it was a drink, either, until I started working at my new job several months ago. The assistant manager couldn’t get my name (Stasia) right, and kept calling me Shasta. The name stuck, and became my nickname. I added “McNasty” to it, because whenever I hear the word Shasta, which isn’t often, I think, instantly, “McNasty”. Eventually, I googled it, discovered Shasta McNasty was a short-lived sitcom in the 90s which I never saw, and also that Shasta is a refreshing soda.
Some co-workers got me some. It’s pretty good.
Despite the nickname Shasta McNasty, it’s *still *not in my underwear.
Wife and Kid just left for the weekly free Wednesday concert in the next town. I’m just not in the mood to go hang with that group of friends, drink too much and on top of that, listen to bad blues music. I’m not a blues guy, even if it’s good.
So I told them to tell folks I have work to do, I’m going to sit here and watch the ballgame, get a little work done, surf the internets and play with the cats.
she might have been tryin to cool off, y’know
which is why BBBob and I posted what we did - we [del]get a sick pleasure[/del] enjoy taking things literally and stretching them beyond reason
Wile E-either that cat is hungover or I am. Cute, though.
Boo is also cute–I may steal Boo.
Am home from work. Had a harder day because I was independent today, but still ok. Dread Friday, when I have to be there by 0530. Ugh.
Must pack #2 son tonight for flight in morning. Need to finish project and send off. Need to do laundry, buy Nature’s Miracle and run errrands tomorrow. Why is going out of town so much work? It’s not like this in the movies.
Count me in as a swallow it whole first time reader, than go back to savor. Have started on my second go round on HP7.
I swear I read the whole thread, but can’t recall much. Something about throwing cat heads around and monster feet…sounds messy and kinda bloody to me, but whatever floats your boat!
No monster feet yet - just monster bodies. You’ll understand when I post pics eventually.
I forgot to mention that I got an email about another craft show in October in my county, so I applied for a booth there, too. Here’s hoping I can reduce my inventory!
BBBobbio - Ah … weasel words. The Abracadabra of loopholes. “Well, you see, they were designed to work under this particular set of circumstances, but when the car gets hit in just this spot right there, or if you kind of juggle just the wrong way, it is prone to deploying. It was designed this way to provide contingency protection. Sorry.” Snakes, the lot of 'em. Oh, and flouncing is easy! You start by getting angry at gravity, and then just sort of stomp around bitterly, as if to say to gravity, “fine, you want to keep me tethered to the ground? Fine, how about this? Is this tethered enough for you? How about I stomp harder, huh? You like that? Eh? You like my steel-toes?” It’s a lot of fun, really.
Doggy - Blue pills? That’s for amateurs. A bit of licensed Nike technology is the choice of real men.
Leftover night tonight. I’ve got enchiladas and bean soup coming out my ears. To keep it fresh though I’m making chocolate lava cake with 72% cocoa :drool:.
Perhaps it’s a good thing you didn’t. If he had said, ‘what banana?’, you could have been in trouble and stuck in an elevator.
swampy, glad to hear that you like your job. It sounds like it.
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Mork**, no music on the go. But I use audio books in the same way. They drown out other stuff and give me something to concentrate on. Cool graphic! Is there a guy in the middle saluting? Or is that just my imagination?
I’m with you about the slow reading thing. I guess I could read faster but I’d just get the skeleton of the story. When I go to book club, I notice that most of the other participants only read to that level, so when I want to discuss something that’s pretty detailed, I generally get blank looks.
Special1, yup, you’re just a little touched.
That k’nafe needs a picture!
Wow, that sounds very vulcan. It reminds me of one of the Vulcan ceremonies in Star Trek.
What does yours mean?
You’re definitely new. More sucking up is required, especially the first week. I didn’t even feel any yet.
rosie, I love your kah-nife story. I don’t think I’ve ever had a knish.
Ana, your life sounds interesting even when you say you’re bored.
So is Shasta your new MMP name or McNasty?
(on preview, gt beat me to this)
I forgot! Mork - wow, what a great logo!! I can’t get stuff like that even when someone -shows- me how to do it, btw. So I’m in awe of your abilities.
MBG, thank you SO MUCH for the pics of your kitties, especially Cuervo. Boy, he’s all grown up!!
BBBobbio, so sorry about the GM situation, but good luck to you! And I will be tuning in for certain to read any tales of Mayberry mis-haps over the weekend.
I’m feeling a bit better now, so am headed back to work tomorrow morning. I’m guessing it’s not a good idea for me to chow down after a 12 hour fast that ends with blood being drawn. Thanks for the well wishes, folks, cause they helped.
Shasta’s fine. Everyone else calls me that, even my manager. It’s written up on the weekly schedule: Kendra, Julian, Shasta, Joe…
Jules (co-worker: gay, black, Southern, hilarious) says my middle name is Whokinky. Shasta Whokinky McNasty. This happened when another co-worker was yelling something to him, as he was standing next to me near some noisy 5-gallon paint shakers, something inaudible about someone being too kinky. All I heard was “kinky”. And I yelled out “WHO’S KINKY?” Just as the shakers stopped.
Shasta’s not so bad, really.
As for being bored, well, hell. I have to make my own fun. My life has turned into a rollercoaster fueled by Rockstar (and, apparently, the occasional Shasta). Oh, that 5 hour energy stuff? Blech. It did nothing for me. Unless they mean it takes 5 hours to kick in, 'cos now I’m cleaning and dancing and singing and hoping the neighbours don’t notice (5 hours after drinking the stuff).
Boo’s head is my microphone. She doesn’t seem to mind. She’s purring, anyway.
Cool logo.
