Waiting for Bob: A placeholder MMP

Hi, y’all!

The Bailey Dog and I didn’t do anything on Saturday until the evening, when we went to the dog park – two dog parks, actually, because we had to leave the first one 10 seconds after arrival. I will never understand people who think it’s “cute” when their dogs bully other dogs. :mad: Luckily I live close to two parks, and the second one had lots of friendly pups. Bailey even got to run around a bit, chasing what appeared to be a greyhound/terrier mix (my little hound mix is fast, so I’m always thrilled when whippets and greyhounds let her chase them).

If I’d been any lazier yesterday I would have slipped into a coma: at one point I decided to make some changes in the living room, and got motivated enough to sit up and turn the TV off, but then I decided that nothing needed to be moved right then and I turned the TV back on. :smiley: I watched the second and third seasons of an awesome little Canadian series called Slings & Arrows, about a professional theater company, and I watched an entertaining 2008 documentary about the Miss Gay America pageant called, well, Pageant.

This week should be a good one: I anticipate my job offer becoming final today or tomorrow (I had an encouraging email exchange about it on Friday afternoon); I have a voice lesson tonight; my birthday is tomorrow ( :cool: ) and to celebrate I’m going to a piano bar after work and will likely be out all night (Bailey will be going to doggy daycare in the morning and spending the night); I’m going out to lunch with friends on Wednesday; and my jazz workshop starts again on Thursday night. So, a busy week, but all good stuff. Yay!

How can anyone not look good in black? I thought it was, like, the universal donor of clothing colors? :confused:

I killed the MMP, and it’s only Monday (and the first page)! :eek: :frowning:

Oh god, you don’t even wanna know what I thought this thread was about.

BBBobbio, you’re just a big ol’ softie, aren’t you?

You could think of us with belching and slurping and coughing and sneezing in place of the purring - does that work for you? :wink:

**MeanOldLady **- I can’t imagine what you thought this thread was about, and now I’m afraid to ask. 'Cause I’m all innocent and delicate and crap like that.

Survived Monday, so far. **FCD **and his fambly are almost home from their day in Baltimore. We need to run over to daughter’s school by 6 - she wants her grandparents to see her room, plus we need to take water for her turtle tank.

Supper will be veggie-beef soup.

That’s all I’ve got - how boring is that?

Me. I’m extremely pale. Black makes me look deceased.

Howdy Y’all! I’s heah! Been a bizzy bear today. Had a job interview, did a buncha errands and made chikin sallit, which is a few hours chore for me at least.

Tonight is men’s night at the church house. Shortly I shall head on over to OYKW’s place and pick him up. It’s practically on the way and why should we both drive especially since this time he’s not havin’ to come right from work. So I have steaks all marinated and beer all chillified. Go Me!

Hope everyone has had a good Monday!

BBBobbio you old softie! :smiley:

Ack! Stinky dog farts!

Some way to show gratitude, that is! I took her to the beauty parlor today, and now, she’s flopped out on the floor as usual, but apparently trying to fill in that hole in the ozone layer.

I’ve done similar thinks like **Bobbio **and the lemonade. For us, it’s usually Girl Scouts selling cookies in front of the grocery store. We’ll give them five bucks and not take any cookies. Sheer willpower to resist the Thin Mints…

It would depend entirely on the author - Neil Simon? smash hit. John Smith fresh out of theatre school? Closes while in previews.

prrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrt

not at my size it ain’t.

Oooh! squishy VBob! :slight_smile:

see “prrrrrrrrrt” above :smiley:

BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA koff, koff :smiley:

BTW - Molly*, I want to know what you thought! :smiley:

  • MeanOldLady’s new nickname

Oh yeah - forgot to throw this in the mix re: Waiting for Bob/Godot/Lefty/whomever:
I used to envy that Mom could do the NYTimes crossword in ink (Sunday version, too), so every now and then I’d try to to do the same (if she hadn’t already finished it).
The clue for the 5 letter word was “Waiting For Lefty” author. I couldn’t for the life of me figure out why G-O-D-O-T didn’t fit! :smiley:

Shut up, dammit! You’ll ruin my reputation!

I AM squishy around the middle…

I worked, I came home, I took the month old milk to the Dumpster. Tomorrow is hockey season.:D:D:D

Battery Operated Boyfriends?(I have a lot of female friends and I love TMI, so I might know more about B.O.B. than your average single 39 year old guy).

Your a good egg, BBBobbio.

So, when she’s being mean, she’s Mollycoddling? :smiley:

I can wear it, but it makes me look very washed out. Or something. I don’t remember because I try not to wear it.

Back from seeing daughter’s classroom - it is very cool. Several of her students popped in while we were there - they just love her. One passed me in the hall and said “Are Ms. Fairy’s Mom?” I said yes and she said “She’s awesome!” :smiley: I said, “Yeah, I know.”

I think I’m going to make an early night of it. I’s tired. Plus **rosie **crushed my delicate feelings and I’m feeling all mocked and stuff.

As you may have gathered…you are so wrong about the not wanting to know part!

::waves at Lucky::

::waves at MBG::

You’re such a sweetie, Bobbio!

Don’t worry about the holiday stuff,** tarra**. There are very few people in the States who know the details.

**Story left over from last week: **

We had a first-time-ever on Thursday at work.

It was late afternoon and all of a sudden, we could hear tornado sirens. We were hoping they were far enough away that they wouldn’t apply to us (people who were listening to the radio said the tornado warning was for the southern part of the county). But, of course, the standard announcement (which we’d never heard for real before) came on and we all wandered into the stairwell.

SOP is: restroom or stairwell; those are the window-free, interior parts of our building.

I had my laptop with me and managed to work a bit while conversing with various people. And, since it was just after 4, we watched as a parade of brave (silly?) people started walking all the way downstairs (we were between the 19th and 20th floors of our 30+ story building) so that they could go home. (Elevators are shut off during tornado warnings.)

So, we sat/stood and chatted for about 15 minutes and then they said that the National Weather Service had declared an all-clear. Those of us who still had a while to go before quit o’clock wandered back to our work areas and tried to get back to work.

No sooner had we sat down (or so it seemed; it was definitely within 5 minutes of sitting down), but the siren started going again (this time a different one from farther north in the county). And they made the announcement. And we trooped back to the stairwell. And even more people escaped down the stairs. At 5:15, they called the second all-clear.

And most of us decided it was time to go home, regardless of our official quitting time.

Yeah, that was a fun day. We lost nearly an hour to the tornado warning. Which is much better than losing the time to an actual tornado, as others did. (There were actually quite a few hits this time :frowning: , just not downtown.)

I’ve been trying to find anyone who can remember being at work during a tornado warning. The only credible report I’ve found is someone who was working late at night, which most of us don’t.

The End

Home, stopped at Tar-zhay for chocolate (I was almost out at home and only had dark left at work (it’s community chocolate and not everyone likes dark). Lots was on sale, so I bought almost $40 in chocolate.

I should find something dinner-like.

Back later.

GT

gt you have almost forty dollahs worth of chawklit and you’re wonderin’ what to have for dindin? :smiley: We get siren warnin’s for tornado and severe tstorms. Plus at home I get a phone call whenever severe weather alerts/warnin’s are issued. I’ve worked in my fill of places where the designated safe place is a restroom. ICK! What’s really fun is to be in a men’s restroom cause of a tornado warning and there’s men and women in there. The guys are all not talkin’ because of The Rules [sup]TM[/sup] and the women are attemptin’ to strike up conversations. It’s the men’s room! No talkin’!

gotti you are joinin’ the list of people who come in with doggy TMI to remind me that I don’t want a doggy whenever I start to want one.

Molly one can never share anything that would be considered too TMIy for the MMP. It’s one of the top unwritten rules.

Men’s night was good. We had steak (duh!), sallit, aspergrass and bizkits. YUM! Plus there was beer. Beer is always good.

Well…I was considering something non-chocolate before dessert, swampy. I was hoping for a balanced meal.

Still haven’t had anything, so I think it’ll be cereal. And then chocolate. :smiley:

I think we fled to the stairwells to avoid awkward restroom stuff. A few people wandered into restrooms, but I doubt if anyone stayed in the the whole time.

GT

GT, I’m sure I posted awhile back but one night during a tornado warning I was stuck at the YMCA. It was extra fun because we had been in the pool when the sirens sounded.

We had a really lousy lunch today. I’m not sure what was going on, but it took 45 minutes to get our food and I was already in a hurry when we got there. A good time was had by all. :stuck_out_tongue: :rolleyes:

Molly. Interesting.

Yes. The term “placeholder” didn’t help, either.