Rats.
Well, let’s see how this works out.
I just put a signed note on a car out in the parking lot: “The five of us who have been blocked in by you doubleparking feel very fortunate that we could make life easier for your lazy ass.” And I have no idea who owns the car.
Howdy from da cave! I’m here finishin’ up some irkstuff on my own 'puter as irk ‘puter is still not likin’ me today. It fully understands what I think of it and its momma’s heritage. 
While I was at the sto’ yestiddy I brought some smoked ribs. I’ve bought ‘em before and they were pretty good. I am heatin’ ‘em up low and slow in the oven and da cave is startin’ to smell ribilicious. Spanish rice and peas 'n carrots shall complete the meal. Quick and will be nummy.
Spidey smack my cheeks if you must, but OYKW may take issue with your actions. He considers them to be his cheeks. 
I hate you.
Why should I start being one then? :dubious: 
Those are the days in which one wishes one was driving a tank.
Haha sucker, you only think you have me blocked in.
I am being lazy again today, I need t get off the computer and do some irk.
Sah-son has come in at least 3 times wanting to know if I ordered the pizza yet. Laundry is sitting in a pile next to me, I haven’t carried it downstairs yet.
I wonder if the pizza place can bring me some Powerball tickets? Won’t hurt to ask.
They have the most interesting selection behind the counter. Hookahs and rolling papers, the usual OTC medications, condoms, and pregnancy tests kits.
Okay, he just popped in for the 4th time, ordering pizza now.
I bought some rolling papers recently. I use them to put over my bottom teeth while playing the clarinet in the Mikado orchestra, so my lip doesn’t get too tired. My violinist friend in the orchestra is grossed out when he sees the paper in my mouth, so sometimes I’ll tease him by giving him a “cigarette paper smile.” I’m a terrible person.
Well, back to the stuff I should be working on.
Pizza is ordered, they won’t deliver tickets so we will go pick up the pizza and buy them there.
I feel rich, I just got two checks in the mail. One from BoA, some kind of settledment for overdraft fees and one from Santander for overpayment on the car loan.
Unexpected money is the best kind, even if the two of them together are just a little more than today’s pizza order.
Oh, they’re named after ZZ Top!
You’ll be gall less!
I woke up to SNOW falling, followed by rain/sleet. I was not amused. My drive in was very slow till I hit the big base - apparently they just got rain down that end of the county. I passed an accident closer to my neck of the woods - 2 vehicles on the sides of the road, and the police were already there. I couldn’t believe the number of morons driving like it was perfectly dry - I would have been mega-pissed if any of them had caused an accident around me. Idiots.
But it warmed up nicely, so there’s that. And I’m home, fed, and ready to assume the knit position in a little while. All in all, not a terrible day.
The one between nose & ear. OYKW can have the other ones all he wants & the only one that I know that might like a trout slap to the lower cheeks is **Shiny Cat **; speaking of which, where is she?
Dindin is et. YUM! Plus we both have some for N.O.L. tomorrow. I have some stuffed cabbage leaves in the oven for tomorrow night’s dindin. I always like 'em better when I cook 'em the night before and let 'em set in da fridge then warm ‘em up the next day. Plus havin’ tomorrow’s dindin already cooked makes me feel so efficient.
Spidey a slap to those cheeks can be fun if’n it’s done right.
Bah, can’t shake this theatre group withdrawal. Oh well, only a couple of days until our next performance (Thursday.) I guess I’m feeling down for a lot of reasons.
Must work on cookies today.
What is your recipe, Swampy?
I like Jewish cabbage rolls. I make them with beef, bread crumbs, onion and garlic.
They are cooked in a tomato, vinegar and brown sugar sauce. Sort of tomato sweet and sour.
I once made them in grapes leaves for Mrs. Plant (v.2.0). She was quite impressed, for grape leaves are expensive. I then used mustard greens and on another occasion turnip greens. She quite liked them, an unknowing Yankee who regularly ridiculed Southern food.
flytrap this is pretty much how I do cabbage rolls except I don’t do the sauce thing at the end. I tried it once and really didn’t care for the sauce.
I’s tahrd. I may go lie upon the bed and watch teevee until sleepy time.
Nitey Nite Y’all!
For Rosie and those other underprivileged folks who live North of the Mason-Dixon line, that means, “G-d, it fellated with great allacrity.”
Thanks, Swampy.
Sir, you do have a way with words.
I am so ready to get onto the road, just a few weeks to go.
Jim
Crazy day at irk. I didn’t sleep well last nigh either. Bum shoulder. I ache all over. BLURF.
I worked, I went on a beer run, i walked the dog. Now"m relaxing and cooking dinner.
I like a good cheek slap, too. I should move to The Castle Anthrax.
Midget, you could always act on the bus, that might help. Or get you institutionalized.
We wait your arrival, Capt’n.
Well, once when I was riding the bus home with my conductor, we sang songs from the Mikado and conducted along. People probably thought we were nuts. Which we are.