Dumpsters are just the gateway. Next, they’ll aim for parked cars and buildings, then they’ll be jacking up the truck, put it on tractor tires, and taking it to arenas full of sloshed rednecks.
If they aim for parked cars and buildings in the direction the dumpsters are placed, then I’m safe. The nursing home and the orthopedic clinic are, however, in a heap o’ trouble! Monster trash truck rallies. I could get into that!
You can fail a fire drill? :eek:
If you end up in the morgue or burn unit, you flunk.
I only remember having one fire drill in my entire year in the dorm. (Despite the legend that the dorm had burned down three times in the past.) And it wasn’t even a drill, per se, because I know for a fact that there were several people out in the hall with a lighter and a can of hair spray–one of them was my roommate. :smack:
But of course, it was right when I had something I’d rather be doing, and instead spent a good hour and a half standing on Massachusetts Ave. in January in just my slippers. Store 24 did some good business that night, though.
*SQUEEEEEEE!!! * Pretty Kitty!!!
I am on page 3 of this, trying to get caught up, but I have an urgent wedding etiquette question. The first and only place I thought of for help would be the Cool Kids.
Mandy the Martian asked for RSVPs for her wedding this morning, which is in a couple of weeks. I told her that I never got an invitation, so I can’t RSVP one way or the other. She said, “Oh, there’s one for everyone in the Department on Roundboy’s desk.” So I went over there aAnd she’s right - one invitation with these names on the front: Big Fat Paulie, Roundboy, Sean, and The Boss. I’ve had more formal invites to high school keggers.
Now, the etiquette question: should I use my hand or a large inanimate object to smack her upside the head?
Your hand would be infinitely more satisfying, but Miss Manners tells us that the preferred attack implement for weddings is a decorative cake cutter.
I find that inanimate objects usually make the greater impact. My personal preference is a hurled stapler, but any piece of office equipment one can wield is perfectly alright.
One semester we had fire drills 3 times in one week. (2 of them were students pulling the alarm as a joke. Gee, that’s real funny at 4:00 am!)
Upon reflection, there were never any drills during classes, only after 9:00 pm or much much later, when everyone was (supposed to be) asleep. Hmmmmm.
I take it the 4 of you are supposed to double date? So who’d the better dancer, BigFatPaulie, or RoundBoy?
Would that be the coveted red Swingline?
Nice Phantom Tollbooth reference, rigs.
Cute widdle fuzzy kitty! What a pretty one!
welby, you’ll be just off Yonge St. I know that doesn’t mean anything in particular to you, but it means you’re a half hour hike from St. Laurence Market (it’s south and east) and about twenty minutes from the Art Gallery of Ontario, which borders on one of our largest Chinatowns.
Back bacon is what you call Canadian bacon, I think. Hmm. I’m very shy, and of course you’re a murderous evil biker (because you’re online. Hey! That means I’m a biker, too!) but if you like I could meet you and welbywife at the Market for breakfast, and provide helpful map markings. and a bit of tour guiding. I work Saturdays, so I couldn’t stay for long, but I could get you pointed in the right direction.
Oh! On Saturday buy a day pass for the public transit. It’s $9 for two, and it means you can hop on and off the buses and subways and streetcars. Very handy.
I don’t drink coffee, either. Well, I do, but only Vietnamese coffee, because it tastes like coffee ice cream.
Okay, now that I’m all caught up:
Howdy to y’all new folks checking in to the MMP.
Ankles are feeling better, I hope?
Hello to Mr. Taters the lurker!
I don’t think I’m going to go over and look at it. When I posted to welby’s thread earlier this week I started a fight. Sometimes hyperbole is really hard to recognize.
I enjoy jokes. Puns, not so much. But that’s just me. Same goes for you too, pugggy.
swampy the good thing about your Friday morning meeting deal is, one person screws it up, you can get almost all of the info you need and still bother them all day long when you’re bored. (“Hey, I tried to do this at the meeting, but Loser screwed it up for everyone.”)
Okay, I’m not as caught up as I thought I would be.
I pulled something in my back this weekend, deforestrating the yard. Actually, cutting up braches, etc into 4-foot long pieces so that the City could pick them up Tuesday morning. Which, according to some arcane city union rule, turned out to be Wednesday afternoon. I was feeling okay-ish by Monday after work, so I went and dug out two cedar tree stumps. Now, three days later, I’m not so okay-ish.
And we had a little bit of drama Monday when the Wyld Chyld (my GF’s niece) showed up on our doorstep. She lives four hours away.
I just finished making up the guest room for my brother who’s coming in from Texas tomorrow. I still have the second bath to clean. It currently has a plethora of Princess[sup]TM[/sup] head hairs that would probably oogie him out so they will have to go. Her Highness is too busy to do it this time. :dubious: Then I still need to vacuum and mop the travertine.
drae, I did college in Boston myself. My one year in a dorm was in 69-70 and we had a rash of fake fire alarms that spring. It was right after Kent State and to say there was unrest would be putting it mildly. And I don’t want to hear from ANY young whipper-snappers about how they weren’t even alive then, mkay? 
Oh, yeah, and my dorm is now a condo in Kenmore Square.
swampy, that’s a really good idea having a spare coffee maker. Good luck finding the identical replacement. Isn’t that going against the Amurkin capitalist way, though?
rifty, give up coffee??? You really are a card!
Okay, gonna go have some lunch and then get on that bath.
Meeting up would be UBERCOOL! (That’s cooler than really cooler, but not as cool as hypercool)
I almost never murder anyone with by bike. Well, almost never. And I’ve never killed and MMP’er. Well, once, but we don’t talk about that.
We’ll have a vehicle because we’re driving up, is parking a PITA? Would we be better off busing (spelled correctly, thank you very much) and then hopping in the car to leave when we head home?
I don’t know how your schedule is, but at 2:00 PM Friday I’m supposed to participate ina demo on how to hit people and have fun somewhere downtown. And Friday night I can probably arrange tickets to the screening if you’re even remotely interested. If none of that works, a Saturday breakfast would be cool.
I promise all other MMPers that I’ll post pictures. Really. I’m not to lazy for that.
Sean, I kind of thought the fight was funny. Some people just can’t take a little hyperbole.
Sean, I noticed that little tiff in **welby’s ** thread too, but I knew you didn’t mean it a “mean” way.
As to the etiquette question, my suggestion is to use the big heavy duty stapler. If you don’t have that, perhaps a big heavy duty, steel, three hole punch would do the trick.
The rental car has been approved, but when I noted the approved amount, I went back to the boss and said, “Uh, you DO realize I’ll be arriving Monday and departing Friday? Eight-eight dollars for a rental car isn’t going to cut it.” I’ll have to wait for our admin assistant to return. She’s out with the “urks”, so I’m sure it will be handled properly.
We were “tested” during our last fire drill. It was all rather cheesy, but we “passed”.
Sorry, I had to leave for a moment because we just had a “Code Purple”, which means kid missing or taken. It has been cleared, thank goodness.
I love good coffee! I can’t get enough of good coffee! I start every day with a quad shot Americano in a 16 oz cup, no room. I love straight shots of espresso too. I drink “regular” coffee black. I do not foo-foo it up. Coffee is the nectar of the gods! Mmmmmm, mmmmmm good.
Well back to work. Envy me my exciting spreadsheets and databases.
My job interview has been rescheduled for tomorrow. This is both good and bad. I did actually get to see the place where I might be working last night, though. And then I sort of freaked out. I’m fine now. The Suit awaits its task.
A fire drill is when you’re practicing for the real thing. You can fail that if enough people leave lights on, don’t close doors, or don’t get out fast enough (or at all). Last night was not a drill, as the alarm actually went off for real. I guess I could have left her and it’s not like that would have caused us to have another one, but as much as I hate the girl, I still have a concience and leaving her in a building when the fire alarm had gone off for real seems like a Bad Thing to do.