They’re using the same riff, or one *very *like it, for the Depends/Poise commercial. (I don’t remember which one, and really, does it matter?) Since when are bodily malfunctions bluesy and cool?
<blink> overly, tell him to Turn. the Damn Water. Back On (has sudden vision of Gene Wilder telling Teri Garr to Put. The Candle. BACK.) until he’s actually going to spend that 45 minutes cleaning, or you’ll turn it on yourself.
Also, what LeeshaJoy said. I miss my kittypix community, I do!
OK - getting out of Costco is a pain. There’s the check out line, then the line to have your purchases checked at the door, and the line to get your parking ticket validated.
But seriously, woman. What kind of message do you think you are sending to your children when you give you 5 year old daughter the parking ticket, and tell her to walk to the front of the line to get it validated, bypassing the 5 or 6 people stood there patiently waiting their turn?
You really want to tell her that if you are young and cute the rules, and the convenience of others, don’t matter any more?
Hmm, this chocolate cookie batter is much softer and richer than usual. Oh well, whatever. Into the oven with the first sheet. Hey, wait, why is this cup of flour just sitting here on the side of the sink? If ever a slap-head smiley was needed, it’s today. :smack: I scraped the melted cookie batter off the sheet, back into the bowl, re-mixed it with flour, and the second batch are now baking (and smelling terrific!).
I mini-rant/mini-pit myself for ever wasting time reading comments on a newspaper website. For every 1 interesting comment, it seems there are 19 that prove to be thoughtless, trolling, off point, inane, or something similar. Stop looking, mkecane!
Awhile back, the Church of the Subgenius featured readings of Yahoo news comments on one of their podcasts, complete with comical accents. It’s well worth a listen if you can locate the episode.
This is why it’s better to threaten someone with forced Velveeta (the cheese product, not the poster) consumption. If he doesn’t straighten up, you can threaten to do it AGAIN.
Awww. Happy birthday, Pixiesnix. What are you going to do for revenge? I was laid off on my last birthday. The birthday before that, or maybe it was two birthdays before, even my family forgot my birthday. they all remembered the day after and were super apologetic. I am maybe too understanding; I forgave and forgot because my birthday is just before Xmas.
Last year my father completely forgot my birthday. This year, he remembered, but screwed up the date and called me two days early. I guess that’s better than late, right?
At least you figured it out! And gave us some amusement.
Things like that make me wish I had the ability to kill people with my mind. After a sudden rash of unexplained deaths, the world would suddenly be a much better place.
If it’s a DDoS, clearing your cookies won’t do shit, because the problem is in the server’s end, not yours.
Excellent.
Must be a dad thing–mine always screws mine up, too. Early, late, wrong year; however, he remembers what the weather was like the day I was born. I have a small bet with myself that he won’t remember to call or text me today.
I guess it would depend on whether they’ve fixed things by identifying the source of the DDOS and blackholing it, or if they’ve just done some DNS finagling and routed user traffic to a different server cluster or IP or something. If the second solution was used I can see old cookies or caches causing a problem.