Definitely blue tie.
We are getting increasingly dark clouds, and yet when I look at the radar, there’s not a drop of rain within a hundred miles, apparently. I suspect that will change soon, however, at the rate the clouds are building.
We made an exciting run to the bank to deposit paychecks. Envy me my exciting life.
Er, the blue tie dude isn’t That Guy. :eek: Jesus, he’d be horrified. 
He’s another one of my good friends here (him and Scottish Darling were the first two real friends I made). The red tie guy is not That Guy either. 
[QUOTE=swampbear]
Nava man kissin’ is indeed a fine, fine thing. However, we are wont to refer to ourselves as boys and girls up in here, so I did that just for welby. Notice he has not responded. Perhaps I oogied him.
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Un-oogie-able.
That’s me.
Far-too-busy-able.
That’s also me.
[QUOTE=welby]
Un-oogie-able.
That’s me.
Far-too-busy-able.
That’s also me.
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Now you’ve done it! He’ll just consider it a challenge and become unbearable! 
[QUOTE=Tupug Anachi]
Now you’ve done it! He’ll just consider it a challenge and become unbearable!
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Nice to know we don’t have to depend on Spats for our pun fix. 
**Nava **-- I’m getting color now? And … green 
If anything, I’d prefer blue-on-white, like the colors of my flag
Oh, and just throw the badge at the next person who says it works… if it isn’t useful as a key, use it as a weapon 
**BooFae **-- Nah, I’m just more of a Levantine than you are
H&R – Hey, your English is perfectly perfect! Granted, your Hebrew is probably not as good as my English, so I guess I win after all
**Haze **-- if you don’t stop posting pictures I’m going to swoon 
:o
As for my day – installation did go OK save for a few minor glitches, but basically we were up and running again on schedule. Yay us!
Tomorrow I’m taking the Terrible Twins[sup]TM[/sup] to be taped for a (second) program of the Hebrew version of “1 vs 100” with the 100 being children – the first program hasn’t been aired yet, but the producers were so happy with it, they invited all the kids to do another one. So their getting their 16th-30th minutes of fame
[QUOTE=welby]
Un-oogie-able.
That’s me.
Far-too-busy-able.
That’s also me.
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Then give us a kiss big boy! 
Now that’s the kind of descriptive all weather forecasters, excuse me, meteorologists, should give!
Ok, been an adventurous day here in swampland. First, I went and “interviewed”. There were four of us. Some of it made me go hmmmmm… might be a possibility… I’m ready for different… so, though I didn’t hang on to go through the “next phase” I said I’d give it some thought. Meanin’, Ima go do some research and ask some nosy questions of people who will give me the ahem straight dope ahem
Twuck has new shoes. Also, I embarrassed myself at Sear’s. I went tire shoppin’ after the “interview”. I went to Sear’s, Sam’s Club and Wally*World. Sear’s was offerin’ the best deal so I went back there (of course it was the first place I went so that meant I had to go back) and said, ok, gimme some tires. I was goin’ for the 50,000 mile Generals, which they came back and said they didn’t have in stock (quelle surprise!). They said they could probably offer me a deal on the 60,000 Dunlops, so I said, let me hear it. Turns out for ten dollars more total (not per tire, but total, as in for all four tires!) they could offer me the 60,000 Dunlops. So I said deal. Ok, so, here I sit in the waitin’ area. Natch there’s a teevee on tuned to the local teevee station, WALB AKA teevee Albeeeeny. There’s this weird (like there’s any other kind) soap opera on involving witches and stuff. I thought I was alone in the waitin’ room, so outloud I said, “What kinda weirdass shit is this!” About that time out of the corner of my eye I catch sight of this sweet lookin’ looks like somebody’s dear grandmother li’l ol’ lady. :o Thinks I, “I just cussed in front of a L.O.L.! I’m goin’ to hell!” So, I turn to her and say, “I am so sorry ma’am! I really do know better than to talk like that in public.” Whereupon she started to have a laughin’ fit. She said to me, “Oh honey, you just said outloud what I was thinkin’ is all.” Then we both got the giggles. We had us a good ol’ time then talkin’ about how we just can’t understand what people see in this trash and how it’s unbelievable how people just have to watch such stuff everyday and all that. Turns out we were both gettin’ new shoes for our vehicles. So, maybe I ain’t goin’ to hell. Maybe my secret power is channelin’ the thoughts of L.O.L.s and speakin’ outloud what they wouldn’t dare.
Oh and the burly guy was the one who realigned twuck and put on his new shoes, so I did have that. I called ACBG to let him know burly guy was workin’ on twuck. His response? “Just promise you won’t drool on him this time.” Smartass… have I mentioned lately how much I lurve my burly gentleman? 
Hi.
Didn’t want to go two weeks without a post.
I promise to try to catch up on this week’s MMP sometime before Friday, but all y’all are so damn chatty this week.
And when they show the Local on the 8’s forecast for my town, I get to see the weather down in VBob’s Mayberry. It was cloudy in my town yesterday, and there were big electrical bolts down his way.
bear , I swear you have more interesting adventures doing the most mundane, pointless things…
Me? I work with children. Kids. Gossipy, blabbery kids, disguised as adults.
I’m in the midst of writing a severe wrist slapping for one of my supervisors. Seems there was this rumor that she caught wind of 2nd or 3rd hand, that one of our drivers was doing the nasty with one of our contracted mechanics.
(A) So what? They’re consenting adults.
(2) They both say no way, they’re just pals. Which I buy.
So, said supervisor one day observes said driver in her own personal truck one day, pulling out of the lot, says to herself:
“hey, nosy - sticking my nose where it doesn’t belong - self, why don’t I follow?”
So, she followed said driver who was on her own time, in her own truck, minding whatever was her own business at the time, to “see where she went”.
Then was dumb enough to admit this to me.
I’m being punished by the gods somehow, right?
You did something terrible in a previous life. Something really, really bad.
Yawn. The 3 o’clock Dog Chorus started up as soon as I wanted to have a nap. I like dogs, but I want to strangle the fifteen or so that live in the three buildings around us. They all bark, not quite in sync, for half an hour every day.
[QUOTE=swampbear]
Then give us a kiss big boy!
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I’m a lot of tongue / little bit of slobber type.
Hope that’s cool.
It’s cloudy and breezy and we’re s’posed to get precip, but I wouldn’t bet the rent.
Work for the rest of the week is going to be pretty dull. In a matter of a couple of hours, I reviewed all the files that were left for me - tons and tons of duplication and as far as I can tell, not a lot of value to our project. I need to do some research, but I wasn’t able to log on to my research account. Maybe tomorrow?? Hope so. Otherwise, I have no idea what I’m going to do. No, wait, there are a few more things I can be reviewing, since I’m supposed to be covering for a couple of guys later this month. I need to come up to speed on their project in case questions arise during an exercise.
My kiln is almost cool enough to unload - it was down to 338 degrees when I got home, so I propped the lid open a little bit, and when it gets under 200, I’ll don my gloves and see how everything came out. Then I’ve got to prices and pack it all.
Supper tonight is the steak we didn’t have last night. Yum…
[QUOTE=welby]
I’m a lot of tongue / little bit of slobber type.
Hope that’s cool.
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WOOF! That means I’m well on my way to at least third base!
MBG I am a student of life. Plus I live in the south where, well, heck, anything can happen and usually does.
Speaking of which…
In case I never mentioned it before, there’s a Miller brewery here. I happen to know several people who work there. Some of which go to my church. Hey, we’re Whiskypalians, so of course workin’ at a brewery is respectable. Anywho, one of my friends who works there approached me at church a couple weeks ago and asked if I might be interested in some temp work there. Mind you, it’s shift work but Miller pays dang good even for temps. So I say, sure. Well, he tells me to go to the website and put in a temp app, which I did. Hey, I could deal with bein’ on the line puttin’ beer into bottles, cans and/or kegs if need be for some good income. So… a little bit ago I get a call. It’s friend plus the HR person from Miller. They are havin’ trouble locatin’ my resume/app on the website. So, I give them the exact way I did it, which is first name, middle initial, last name. Voila! It appears! HR guy then asks me if I wouldn’t mind meetin’ him at the local labor department this Friday around 11:15 to talk about some temp work. So I say sure. Ok, it ain’t permanent but work’s work and I want work and like I said it pays dang good. So, we shall see… I’m not askin’ for any appendage crossin’ appropriate or inappropriate. Hee… imagine me, the beer and cookie hound (or if you’re Bobbio beer and cockie ) workin’ for a brewery!
[QUOTE=Lissla Lissar]
Yawn. The 3 o’clock Dog Chorus started up as soon as I wanted to have a nap. I like dogs, but I want to strangle the fifteen or so that live in the three buildings around us. They all bark, not quite in sync, for half an hour every day.
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It occurs to me, LiLi, is that perhaps the time the mailman comes by, or some other delivery-type person who goes to each building? Because I know my dogs never, ever fail to lose their shit at even the sound of the brakes on the mail truck or the UPS truck or the FedEx truck, or anybody else delivering anything within a two-block radius. And we won’t even discuss how ballistic they get at the evil meter reader.
I just got a box of yarn that I ordered off of eBay for next to nothing, and it is gorgeous!!! New Zealand wool yarn in a variety of muted earth tones, about 15 pounds of yarn. That’s right, about 15 pounds. That I got for under $5 a pound, including shipping. I can tell that my stash is about filled up at this point! I’m already looking at it and drooling over potential projects.
Back to work. I have a serious case of the Don’t Wannas today, which is inconvenient since I have work that’s late due to my being sick over the weekend.
Well, I just unloaded the kiln. MamaTigs, I’m afraid Isaac’s dish didn’t fare too well - I guess it needed more than 4 hours to dry out. Rats!
Rusty’s dish is in one piece, with pieces of Isaac’s on it - I think I can get the pieces off, then do a spot glaze. But, alas, you’ll have to wait a while longer.
I thought the medallions came out well - I need to get some fancy cord to hang them on - I figger little girls can badger Mommy or Daddy to shell out $2 for them.
And finally everything else - when it all cools, I’ll take individual pics of the kitty jars assembled. One of my cups has Isaac residue stuck on it, so it’ll have to be re-glazed later, too. But overall, I’m pleased with the way things came out. I’m especially happy with the bright colors - virtually all are underglazes, topped with clear glaze.
Craft places and fabric stores like Joanne’s and Michael’s should sell the brightly colored silky cord of which you speak. Heck with the little girls, I’d buy one of those.
**rosie ** - there’s a Michael’s down the road - I was planning to go there. And I’m thinking I’ll make a bunch more of the medallions. They’re easy to do and I think they’ll sell well. And if I have any leftover after the show on Sat, I’ll send you one - provided you’re a good girl and do all your PT!
Great OP, Haze! I have no clue whether I’m going to be ready for my library science program in the fall, but I think I’ll do just fine. I’m currently employed part-time (17 hours per week isn’t much), and still looking for a second job, preferably in a library near me. I’m feeling pretty broke right now, especially after all this spending that we’ve done over the past month to get moved in, and I’m looking forward to when financial aid comes in-- I budgeted about $5k per semester when I’ll probably only need about $4k at most. The extra buffer money can do things like sit in my savings account or in a CD and gain interest.
Started working out this week-- Acid Lamp and I did a bit of a workout at the local civic fitness center. We have opposite problems, even in fitness regimes. I can do cardio like there’s no tomorrow and am not so great about weight training, and he can get through a weight training segment with no problem, but has a hard time keeping up on the cardio routines. At least I’m making steps toward losing the extra weight for good.
It sucks not having insurance. It sucks even more that one of the prescriptions that I’d prefer to keep on to keep my vasomotor rhinitis under control costs $94 without insurance and there’s no generic. 
It’s ridiculous.
FCM awwwwwww… about Isaac’s dish! Looks like Rusty’s dish could be salvageable (salvagable?) though. We learn as we go. The point being, they both will have biiiiiiiiiiig food dishes eventually and will be happy idiots. That pot in the upper left hand corner of the top shelf would sooooooo be sump’n I’d buy if I were to be a passerby to your booth at that craft show. If somebody does not buy that, it will just prove that people in Merrylande do not know faaaaaa-bu-lous when they see it. In summary, people of Merrylande, if one of ya’s does not buy that pot, then everyone of ya’s is tacky, classless and uncouth. So There! That means, of course, somebody (we won’t name names*) should show up and buy that pot.
ETA: I predict every pre-teen girl who happens buy will go all squee over those medallions and you’ll wish you’d made ten times as many.
*[sub]The nameless bein’ BioTigs and/or Alice or any other Merrylande area others who happen to be Dopers/Cool Kids who happen to be there. Not that I’d ever name names, of course.[/sub]
swampy, the white-over-black pots are my favorites. I’ve got a big one in my kitchen holding my wooden and other utensils on the counter. I need to find out that particular glaze recipe so I can make it at home. Those pots were made in my Annapolis class.
And the medallions was a last-minute thing, otherwise I’d have had more. I’ll be prepared for my September show. I need to get some kitty, puppy, and bunny cookie cutters, ya think?
