The wife denies responsibility...

What do the cats names translate to?

And you leave my wifey out of this. She is innocent and I think you should give her flowers and big hugs the next chance you get. Then tell her they were from me. :wink:

Ya know (hint, hint) you could have spent all day playing EQ with me and then food and such doesn’t matter. But no, you and the wifey have abandon me for real lives!

After I read this sentence, I tried really hard to forget the elegant circumlocution you used earlier to describe your morning activities with the missus.

We both have exquisitely tuned (lack of) perception when it comes to such matters. Years of practice.

As for the cat names, Mung-Chi means “pile of” in Korean… the full name is Dun Mung Chi or “pile of money”. Don’t ask me; apparently it’s a Korean thing… Ool-Bo means “cry baby”. A very apt name as she cries about everything!

Kricket that’s a good idea! I’ll get her some flowers sometime soon! But I’m claiming responsibility. :wink: On a different topic, it would be kind of fun to play some EQ again after this long. I bet re-installing the game now would necessitate a 72 hour patching process though… I wonder if Muss is still on any of the servers?

Yeah, after I posted, and too late for the edit window, I began to wonder if I shouldn’t have somehow phrased that differently.

It did! It was in my guitar case.

Nothing against either you or the good Sargeant! I just think he was taking some light recreational bitching about a common domestic situation a little too seriously, that’s all…

What a weird place to find it - no wonder you were having difficulties!

Amazing. If my wife puts a glass under the bed, I notice right away when I do dishes and notice I am short one glass. Being OCD has some benefits, I guess.

Your wife stores kitchenware under the bed?

Dishwasher= machine. Machine= manthing.
It is, without a doubt, the responsibility of the houseman to deal with all mechanical dodads in the house. Empty the damp* dishwasher, young man!

*used as euphemism, not wetness.

She takes a glass of water to her nightstand. Sometimes it is so packed with crap that she uses every other blue moon that there is no room for it and she puts it under the bed. I keep my house ridiculously clean, but the thought of drinking from a glass that was under the water is enough to make me go ewww.

:stuck_out_tongue:
On second thought, I think you should get a maid. :smiley:

It really gets messy if there is no glass under the water, but I actually meant under the bed.

Good news, everyone!

This afternoon my wife and I ventured forth to an upscale boutique geared towards young, urbane professionals such as ourselves known as “Target.”

There we were able to procure an exact replica of the carafe that I… I mean my wife! broke yesterday!

Huzzah!

Domestic bliss is restored!

In celebration, we ate chicken stir-fry and imbibed various libations.

Maybe you can take credit for the flowers but I still get credit for the hugs.

And it’s a good thing that I didn’t have to do an exact match check to find this for you Mussounsaram Eetda sending you tells was always such a pain in the ass. :stuck_out_tongue:

:eek:

Where did that come from??

I’m not sure I even want to know why the rope that gets you hot and bothered was on the roof.

I hope your activities remain nocturnal.