The slut. :dubious:
This stuff is funny as hell, particularly if you are vaguely familiar with Dungeons and Dragons.
I went for a longish walk today through the city and who did I see but Chief O’Brien strolling down the street like he owned the gaff.
That would be a useful skill. And there used to be something in the Phar-Mor supply oderbook called “Pallet-56 employees” always wanted to order it, to see they they would deliver a bunch of shirnk wrapped pleople on the truck.
Welcome!
Thank you dogbutler!
Yeah, you say that now.
Do NOT loan him money.
Trust me on this!
:rolleyes:
Says the man who imprisons his wife in a Dark Satanic Mill.:dubious:
Did you say hello?
No, he looked a bit POed.
My internal wake-up switch needs to be reset, but I’ve lost the manual. Lately, my eyes pop open about 4:25AM, plus or minus a few minutes. Dunno why - the house is quiet, the bed is comfy, the spouse isn’t snoring. Less than an hour later, our alarm goes off - how do I sync myself to the clock radio? Goodness knows, I need my beauty sleep!!!
Good morning. It’s raining and mid-30s, so just plain icky out. Theoretically, the precip will end early this evening, but pretty much the whole day will be soggy and icky. Because of that, I’m going to cheat and do the jerky in the oven rather than in the smoker. It’s just too cold to leave the garage open. A side bonus of doing it inside - the oven is supposed to be left slightly ajar, so the house gets some extra warmth. Maybe I won’t be freezing all day.
We’ve been invited to my mom’s for Easter dinner. The invite made me giggle - she’s supplying beer and the hard stuff, but if we want soft drinks, we have to bring our own! She doesn’t drink sodas and they end up going bad in her garage. (I had to explain to her that the freshness date on the cans does mean something. Have you ever taken a swig of a way-past-date coke product? ugh.) Anyway, we’re driving up there for the festivities. Unless we get snowed out…
Apart from the jerky, I have a chickie tit that I need to cook and convert into chickie salad. And I need to call Sirius/XM - I keep forgetting. And I should call my old dentist and cancel my appointment since we’ve got a new dentist. Maybe I can just send an email.
Meanwhile, I’ll finish my breakfast and surf the morning away. Welcome, An Gadai! Can you define gaff? I’m familiar with the word as a part of a sailboat or a fisherman’s tool, but neither version fits your statement. And if you’re quoting some popular song or TV show, my terminal un-hipness is once again out on display…
Happy Firday!!
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up, caffeinated, and purtified so no YAWN. ‘Tis 59 Amurrkin out and foggy with a predicted high of 80 and sunny for the day. As soon as OYKW finishes purtification we’re off to Pearly’s for brekkie. He has a gnawin’ and a cravin’ for a ham ‘n cheese omelet from there and hey, he’s buyin’ so I’m eatin’. 
Welcome An Gadaí! Someone will provide you with an appropriate or mayhaps inappropriate Mumper nickname anon.
flytrap Mel does not like to snuggle. Thus I went to bed with OYKW who is very good at snugglin’. 
Ok, that’s all I got. I believe OYKW is now appropriately purtified for the day, so off we go! Brekkie and irk (ICK!) beckon us.
Happy Firday Y’all!
The eclipse was a bit of a let down. It was too cloudy to really get the full effect. Lots of people outside my office were damaging their eyesight though in hope.
I’ve got me a Higgs silencer! It’s a yardstick!
No, I’m not beating her with it. In fact, I haven’t even touched her with it. But when she heads to the window to bark like an idiot, if I just lay my hand on the yardstick, she turns around and goes back to her seat. The reason I got it out was to smack it against something to make a loud noise and get her attention.
Smart dog. Noisy, but smart. Altho I don’t know where she’d have learned this - we’ve never hit her with anything. I can’t imagine the breeder beat the pups with yardsticks. No matter. One whack on the ottoman, and she stops barking and just grumbles under her breath. Goofy dog!
Allie thinks yardsticks are magic. I run them under furniture, kitty toys appear.
Eyeing the Weather Channel, I was just wondering how you’re doing.
Ah yes, the kitty toy retriever. We found a veritable treasure trove under the hutch!
Up and caffeinated. Gonna do laundry before work. Rainy and miserable today.
Happy Firday!
We have snow, lots of snow, laying on the ground, laying in the trees, still coming down hard snow.
Tomorrow is supposed to be close to 60.
Mother Nature mush have PMS this week or sumpin’
I’ve got a mild case of the grumpies today, maybe I’ll feel better once I’m fully awake and done my am shift.
Today is payday so I have some bills to pay, not so hard since I do everything online.
FCM Last night I remembered I have a $20 on me, It’s tucked in my phone case and I for it’s there.
I wake up almost every morning at 3am. At least last night I was back to sleep in about an hour so I don’t feel so crappy today.
TY** Doggio** and Swampy
I hate spending half the morning on the phone trying to fix things that aren’t mine to fix.
I’m going to irk extra hours today to make up for the screw up yesterday. I have to start using the new system that just got added as well. I forget it half the time and not that I have to use it but it makes the company happy when I do.
It’s always a good thing to keep the person who signs your paycheck happy.
I stood in the shower contemplating a mystery of the universe - why should I step from a warm, soothing shower stall into a cold bathroom? OK, the answer was pretty obvious - the hot water wouldn’t last forever. But still, it felt so good and I didn’t want to leave.
However, I did. And I dressed like a semi-responsible adult. I’m going to look over the Food Lion sale circular and go buy some grocery items. The rain appears to have abated, which means it’ll pour when I come out of the store.
Onward!!
I’ve been spending an exponentially increasing amount of time with somebody with whom I really *really *click on so very many levels, and we’re supposed to spend most of tomorrow together. 
We work together.*
We both know we both like each other.
I’m so giddy and teenage-crush-y it’s ridiculous. Fun - exhilarating, even - but so damn undignified.
No, neither is the other’s direct report, and we’re both highly aware of the ramifications.
Irk is slow again today and I hate when irk is slow.
It’s very very boring.
However, let me get interested in something and the phone is sure to ring.
Today’s minor irritation is trying to transfer money from one bank to another. I do this every month to cover my truck payment. For whatever reason today it says the transaction is denied and to call the receiving bank.
Nothing is ever easy around here.
Minor irritations but irritations all the same.