I’ve got some lightbulbs you can have Rue. See, I bought a couple three of those compact flourescent bulbs thinking they’d be spiffy for my office room. Problem is they’re not compact enough and the only thing they fit is my bathroom lights. I’m scary looking enough in the morning, so flourescent lighting is going too far. Stupid bulbs.
My college photo lab was haunted. The lights didn’t go on and off by themselves (because photo ghosts know better) but the cabinets did creeeeeak open and then slam closed when you were in there by yourself, late at night.
One of my cats ran head first into the refrigerator door yesterday. Is it wrong that I laughed so hard I fell down?
Well thia is a most enlightening MMp this week. Makes me feel all light-hearted, it does. (Just tossing out a couple of bad puns to hold her place in line until Kallessa gets here. I’m considerate that way.)
I used to have a Great Aunt who tied knots in the lamp cords so that the electricity wouldn’t leak back out when the lights were off. It musta worked, 'cause she was 98 when she died and there were never any puddles of electrons on her floors!
It’s all rainy here in Orygun today, and possibly all week, so I can’t work on my backyard project. I can stand getting wet, but the electric saws et. al. seem to object to it. I may go out and do some stuff under the tarp if it clears off a bit later though, but for now, I have nothing to do. Missus suggested I could clean house, so maybe I’ll do summa that. What do y’all think?
Glad you had fun on Da BIG Boat Swampy. Toldya you wouldn’t get seasick.
My sister was silly enough to leave a Costco Economy size box of bulbs in the basement when she moved out. Unfortunately, they are only 60-watt. I don’t like 60-watt. I like 100-watt. But when you write out your weekly “To Buy” list, who remembers lightbulbs? Unless you’re writing your “To Buy” list in the dark because all the lightbulbs died.
Rue- I went through the same ordeal attempting to find a long light turny-ony twisty thing. Tried HD and Menards to no avail. Ended up at a light store. $1.95 later my light was working just fine. No more unplugging it to turn it off.
Anyone else seem to accumulate lamps? I have 3 in my bedroom (not including the ceiling light), LilMiss has 2 (again, discounting the ceiling light), three lamps in the living room (no ceiling light to discount, but a painted over plug in for a wall lamp/clock located 2’ from the ceiling), and I have at least four lamps downstairs. I don’t remember actually purchasing any of these lamps, either.
Oh, and I spent Saturday doing laundry and cleaning copious amount of plaster dust in my living room. I spent Sunday coughing out all of the plaster dust I inhaled Saturday. Good times. I was going to rake, but it was either too windy or snow/sleet/raining.
I’ve returned from the land of no computer access, but I’ll have to go back in a month or so.
My Mom is, as I have always said, a most remarkable woman. Her doctor is amazed at her progress and the rest of us are really, really glad she out of the constant pain phase. Primarily because no one wants to see their mother in pain (okay, no one with a loving mother, if someone’s mom was a sadistic creep, it might be different), but also because Mom can be quite annoying when she’s in pain. Frankly, she can be annoying when she’s not in pain, but she’s easier to ignore then.
She had surgery for colon cancer, which was a surprise, but that’s what fancy tests are for. Her doctor wants to do surgery on the lung cancer in about a month, depending on her recovery. Both cancers are taken care of by the surgery, no chemo or radiation is called for, and Mom should have 3-4 years without any reoccurance, if the cancers comes back at all. As much as I want my Mom to live forever, 3-4 years is not to be sneered at. So, please continue the good thoughts and prayers, (thank you all so much!!) and I’ll keep you updated.
I’d like to leave you all with a good pun, but I seem a bit dim at the moment. I get such a charge out of your reactions to my humor that not being able to switch on a good line really leaves me cold. I hope I don’t burn out too soon–I’m a bit wired already! Maybe I need to change my focus and use a different shade of humor. I’d hate to shock anyone, though, so maybe I’ll just wait in the shadows until an idea pops up and see if that sheds any light on the subject. :smack:
Shiny brass? Swampy, you wound me with the mere suggestion. The turny thing isn’t exactly antique but I wouldn’t have even bought it if it was shiny. It’s just regular brass colored brass. I spent all that time changing out all those shiny outlet covers when we moved in, and now you can even think I’d purposely bring more shiny brass into my house? Heavens forfend!
Hey Scout, you said what you didn’t do this weekend. So what did you do? And spare no details- last week’s MMP came up a little short.
But bob, the vet’s is a very dangerous place for dogs. The floor’s all slippy slidey and there’s mystery rooms full of terrible things that are used to cut on your most favorite body parts. A little panic is to be understood.
Now, my Tansy has no excuse. She was just ripping around, playing Idiot Running Cat and confused it with Dash in Front of Ashes and took a right turn into the refrigerator door. Did I mention it made a rather impressive furry thunk sound? I expected little birds and stars to go twittering around her noggin, the way they do in cartoons.
I need a small, dead tree for my halloween decorations. This is harder to find than you might think.
So Swampy, whatya bring me? I’ll have you know I waited on the docks for ages, but you never showed. So, while I missed out on being your official Mid-Life Crisis stowaway, I did meet some very nice sailors. No, really; that’d better be my present in your pocket.
Okay, you asked for it. Since I’d been training for so long for my marathon last weekend, I planned this past one to be a weekend full of all sorts of fun stuff. You know, stuff that you can’t really do when you have to wake up at the crack of dawn and be all athletic and stuff.
Friday night I went with my boy to a strip club. And I drank beer. Oh, before that we had sushi, which was pretty tasty. (and by sushi, I generally only mean cucumber rolls and vegetable rolls, since I’m not real into the fish stuff) We went with another couple, and she had never been to a strip club before. There were a surprising amount of women there - by that I of course mean in addition to those providing the entertainment.
Saturday I hung out at the beach, bought a couple of books at the used bookstore (The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier and Clay, American Gods, and another book about a woman in a North African prison whose title escapes me right now), went to a sports bar and had a couple of screwdrivers, came back home and had salad, bread & wine on the living room floor while we watched Thirteen - it’s certain I need to buy a couch SOON. The floor isn’t comfy.
Sunday I worked my usual WW meeting, and then had to go home and relax from all that frivolity. Then later on I went out to dinner for curry with 10 other people, kind of like a Dopefest, only they aren’t dopers. As far as I know.
There also might have been a little bit of sex involved, but since I’m SUCH a lady (don’tcha know) I wouldn’t care to elaborate on that. :o
I got the soup pot. I’m seriously thinking about a pair of really soft, fluffy, silky socks. I might need some more stripy knee-high socks, too. Incidentally, there were several pairs of shocking-pink pants at a young fashionista store at the mall. I can’t think of anyone who would look good in really bright pink hip-huggers.
Among the many goodies left behind by the former owners of our house was a box of light bulbs. Some 3-way which only had 1-way left. Mostly 200W monsters, tho. What the heck am I gonna do with 200W light bulbs? Anybody want one or two?
I just got back from the Convenience center. That’s a fancy term for a recycling and trash disposal site that isn’t the dump. I recycled a bunch of cardboard and plastic bottles and a few cans. And I emptied 2 trashcans full of trash. Funny, the house still looks cluttered.
On the plus side, I have a kitchen sink!! It’s in the counter! It doesn’t have the water or drain hooked up, but it’s in the hole in the counter, so that’s cool. On the uncool side, while it’s supposed to be “bisque” to match the appliances, it looks more yellow-y. I’m wishing now we’d bought a white one. Oh well. On the other plus side, it’s a deeeeeeeeeep sink - like 9.5" I think. So I can wash my big pots without taking them to the bathtub. When the water and drain are hooked up, that is.
{{{{{swampy}}}}} - I missed you so! Where’s my present?
My idiot cat ran into the wall the other day. We’re not sure why. He’s a cat - what ya gonna do?
I’m sure swampy could do them proud, but only in his over-the-top-faaaaaaabulous-gay-decorator mode. Otherwise, he’d just look like a weird middle-aged man in inappropriate pants.
Moi in bright pink hip huggers? GaspGasp I feel faint! <THUD> Now FCM you KNOW that the only hip huggers I would be caught parading around Publix in are chartreuse! Pink! Well, I never!
**Ashes[sup]2[/sup] the only somebody feeling around in my pants pockets lately is ACBG and rest assured, the “prize” he finds in 'em is for him only.
Rue regular brass is acceptable. You are hereby redeemed. Go and decorate in peace.
vunderbob I’m still waiting on a tale with lots of good cuss words in the Pit. Don’t make me get all impatient!
You’re in luck, swampy. Both pink and chartreuse are in for fall. They were really bright pink. Almost fluorescent. I’m not sure really tight bright pink hip-huggers suit bears.
:::Lissla quietly sneaks off to hide from fashion:::
Yoohoo! I’m back. Anybody care? I even made puns and nobody noticed. Didn’t nobody miss me? Huh? Huh?
Nobody likes me.
I’m gonna eat worms.
<Jan Brady voice>
swampy, swampy, swampy.
<Jan Brady voice>
If you like me, I’ll send you a really cool, life-size chocolate banana slug (all chocolate, no slugs are used inthe making of this product*) the next time I go to Eureka.
*If you’d like a chocolate covered banana slug, that could be arranged as well. But you’d have to like me alot! :eek:
My grandparents gave me their former living room lamps for my endtables. At first I thought this was a sweet gesture. However, over time I have come to realize that my grandpa rewired them. Apparently not well. They flicker and twitch constantly, no matter which brightness setting I have them on (3-way bulbs, doncha know). I can’t decide what to do with them. On the one hand, their bases are transparent and have the potential to be great decorator objects if I can only fix the flickering problem. On the other, hand-me-down flickering lamps suck.
I say forget it – when it gets dark out, go to bed. Most efficient way to take care of lamp problems!
~Magickly (I am using Firefox for the first time, I think I need training wheels.)
