Wow, that’s just awesome, Swampy. Stuff like that helps me restore my faith in humanity a little.
swampy, your story warmed the cockles of my heart! 
Deacon Joy sounds like a real treasure!
Happy Firday!
It’s a cloudy 37 degrees outside. I don’t have to go out again today so the cold won’t bother me.
Tomorrow is moving day.
My mother keeps reminding me not to take everything because I have to stay with her after my surgery.
So today I have to finish laundry, bathe the dog, rearrange furniture so I can get other furniture in the door, irk and probably a bunch of other stuff I haven’t thought of yet.
Alien what are Red Hat and Ubuntu? although I could go look them up.
Nice story Swampy
Mebbe try a higher class of chain steakhouse; Outback, perhaps! 
Tee Hee. Swampy sang the praises of Deacon Joy.
(You know where I’m going with this, right?)An Ode to Joy! 
Versions of the Linux PC operating system.
Supposedly, the “storm” was supposed to be dropping rain on us today, too. It was nice and clear when I got up, starting to cloud a little (doesn’t look like much yet).
“Worst storm since 2008”? Yeah, right.
We have a hymn named I Come With Joy To Meet My Lord which I say is about Deacon Joy.
Then there’s also Joy To The World Our Deacon Is Here!, which just never gets old.
A bunch of us tend to emphasize the word “joy” whenever it appears in any hymn. She thinks we’re weird. She is, of course, right.
Her husband Tim is the old cemetery and Jawja history buff I’ve told y’all about. before.
They are types of Linux operating systems.
Go Bach and try making another music pun.
Emily, what kind of boots did you get?
swampy, it sounds like Deacon Joy is aptly named! Best wishes for your program participant in rebuilding her life and a pat on the back for you for coordinating the effort.
I might actually have my covered up desk almost clear by day’s end. 
red I have to give props to her host agency. Her supervisor there called me this mornin’ to tell me about the fire. They have also assisted her with clothin’, makin’ appointments to start gettin’ stuff replaced, because, when I say everything, I mean everything. She didn’t make it out with her purse, so DL, Social Security Card, Debit Card, Credit Cards, Medicare Card, the whole shebang has to be replaced. Her sister is refusin’ to let her drive (well duh, she needs to get her license replaced) and has been makin’ copious phone calls to find out what she will need to do to get stuff replaced. Needless to say the woman is a kinda basket case today. She’s lucky in that she does have a good support system in place at least.
In other news, everybody else has been pretty mellow today.
Earlier today I called and left a message with a participant to find out why he had not been at his site yestiddy or today. He just came by to see me to explain. He reeked of Al K. Hall, and was slurrin’ his words so badly I could barely understand him. He told me he drove here. :eek: In the meantime, the security guard, who had noted the smell and the fact that the man was barely able to speak, called the police. Bein’ drunk in a state office is kind of a no no, to say the least. Last I saw of him he appeared to be gettin’ a ride to a suite at the local hotel of detention. Two drunks this week. Can I pick people to be in a program or what!
On that note, I’m outta heah! I need a drink.
I think we’ve decided on Casey Jones for our anniversary supper. We’ve passed it a gazillion times and always say “We need to try it some time.” So tomorrow is some time.
Tonight is whatever. Or maybe pizza. We shall see…
That is a great line, even though you used it earlier.
The bottle stands beside you, Sir!
Indeed, Sir, it does, even as I post!
Pizza for dindin just cause. I order online and OYKW shows up pizza in hand. Magic!
MOOOOOOM sounds like a good place with a nice, varied menu. I am disappointed, however, to learn the wolverine burger is not made from fresh ground wolverine.
We ordered from Pizza Hotline, but **FCD **is having wings and a salad and I’m having a calzone. Neither of us really wanted pizza, nor did we want any of the leftovers in the fridge.
**swampy **- the reviews for that restaurant are all over the place, but some date back 6-8 years, which make them worthless as far as I’m concerned. I didn’t see the wolverine burger - is it made from frozen wolverine?? Because that’s just wrong… 
We’ll see how it goes for us. If it sucks, we never return.
Pizza for dinner here too.
My nerves are shot and I don’t feel like fixing anything.
Poor poor Sah-dog.
He has never liked stairs but we got him upstairs to get his bath. Then we couldn’t get him to come down. I decided to sit at the top of the stairs and slide down one step at a time guiding him down. Instead when I grabbed him to come down the stairs he got away from me and slid the whole way down on his belly. Sah-son and I watched in horror, sure he was going to crash into the wall at the bottom. Nope, he caught himself, stood up and walked away like nothing happened.
Then, we started laughing.
Poor dog.
OCD co-worker nearly wore me out today. I was just about to get all German on her at one point because she wouldn’t stop *obsessing *over this minor detail.
I need to write on my story for a while.
Time for reclinage! MWAH!
Pizza has been ingested. OYKW is preparin’ to have him a soak in the tub. I’m havin’ another beerverage. Life is good.
Spaz I am imaginin’ you goin’ all German. I’m laughin’, but at the same time, thinkin’ I should live in fear.
Ubuntu is a brand of cola. S’true! They sell it at my local uni student union, all the co outer science students buy it and snigger.
Security boss texted me again at 2 pee emm, asking if I could irk a different shift today… I feel cheated that I have just one pair of eyes to roll. He complains I didn’t give enough notice that I’m not wanting to irk late on Saturday, but it doesn’t make any difference if I do tell him!
The post office also kept asking if I could irk Saturday and/or Sunday too- several of the casual staff really do take the ‘casual’ description a bit too literally, so we’re running a bit behind. I ain’t doing’ it though- I have football tomorrow, and I told them I need one day a week to just lie there and twitch (verbatim- it had already been a long shift by the time they asked).
Irk- either I have none, or far too much…