Note to self:
Do not make lists, jerkweed.
Let me interrupt this thread by announcing we have a purchase agreement in the realtor’s hands for my house. Yeehaw!
Oh, Taters, if you’ll allow me a geeky moment, I just think you’ll love the vlookup function. I use it ALL THE TIME in our budget sheets here at work, and it’s been a godsend. Never used the hlookup, though.
Learn it, live it, love it.
Now, back to chocolates and hurricanes…
I was gonna start a thread on this but decided to do a search. I was surprised to see how many times it comes up on the board as I thought this was an obscure hobby.
Just wanted to say a quick thanks to the board. A link in MPSIMS lead me to a link on geocaching which lead me to what has become a new and wonderful hobby for my wife and I to share in. I’ve now been to places in my area I’d have never seen otherwise, made new friends I never would have met, had more qaulity time with MrsCall and gotten some exercise. Just for that I’ve gotten my 14.95 back. Plus I get to hear all of you talk about strange and unusual things.
Thanks SDMB!
(Mental picture of Mr. Anachi’s new necklace) BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
bibbie, you should put that stereo on e-bay and make a fortune off a retro-phile.
I have an emergency radio. It was given to me by my friend Harvey, who was at one time my boyfriend, but broke up with me to date another woman who is now his wife who still doesn’t really like me although we are at least polite to each other and mock friendly because, after all, it’s been twenty years and Harvey and I would have broken up sooner or later anyway. He now acts a bit like the concerned older brother who wants to make sure that I’m prepared for emergencies–he’s also given me an emergency kit for my car. Anyway, the radio is solar powered or something–I think it needs batteries to get a charge, but once it’s charged, it re-charges itself or gets re-charged if you do something to it–sounds like a lot of people I know, actually.
Good, dry thoughts to all of you facing flood warnings. Keep an extra pair of dry socks around. If bad things happen (and I hope they won’t), they won’t seem quite so bad if you’ve got dry socks.
Don’t wear them, though. 'Cuz then they’d get wet, and wet socks don’t make anything better.
Ya know, we haven’t had any TMI this week. This made me think of some TMI I could post about how wet socks can make some things better but I don’t think I should share that. It’d be waaaaaaaaaaaay too much TMI.
So I’ll share this instead. I ate Mexican food for lunch. Chile relleno, refried beans, a taco and a guacamole salad to be exact. All sorts of rumbling noises are emanating from me right now. I may explode before the day is over. Since Puggy is to the south of me, maybe we should elect her to keep an ear out for any sudden volatile explosions coming from south Jawja cause that’d probably be me.
The sun is trying to shine here right now. What the heck is Bonnie doing? We ain’t had rain since late morning. I mean, I brought my umbrella with me and everything.
You know, I think what I’m thinking to come up with something that a wet sock would make better may be worse than what a wet sock does actually make better, but either way, I’ll have to agree it’s waaaaaay TMI.
I’m having two chicken legs and two chicken wings for lunch. The rest of the chicken is no where to be found. Well, more chicken parts could be found at the same place I bought my chicken parts, and none of them may come from the same chicken, although they were all Oregon chickens. It really doesn’t pay to spend too much time thinking about where your chickens cames from.
Or what chickens might do with wet socks.
:eek: WAS THAT WHAT THAT WAS??? I thought it was thunder. 
Chickens with wet socks dipped in chocolate?
MMMMMMMMMMM… chicken wings. Know what? I have some chicken wings from Hooters in my freezer right now. Why, you ask? Cause I bought a bunch of chicken wings (hot and spicy kind) from Hooters a few weeks back and froze some to have later. Kalley’s got me thinking about chicken wings and I need to figure out something for supper. I gots chicken wings (to be nuked), I gots celery, I gots carrots, I gots blue cheese salad dressing (chunky) and I gots Texas Pete [sup]TM[/sup] hot wing sauce. Looks like I got supper figured out y’all.
-swampbear (and, of course, there’s cold beer in my beerator)
Heehee. If’n I don’t blow up from the Mexican I had for lunch, there’s sure to be a right big explosion after the hot wings tonight.
Good for you. I got stalled at -6 pounds, and then I thought I’d finally gotten started again yesterday, down another 2, but this morning they were back. 
I hate this. I think I’m gonna go shoot holes in some rotten commie targets this evening! that’ll larn 'em!
Tomorrow we’ve got a big golf tournament, well, big for us anyway. It’s the Yamhill County Association of Realtors tournament. We came in last place last year. We’re sure it’s 'cause we were the only team that didn’t lie on their scorecard. We hope to do better this year. Although the last place prize was considerably better then the next-to-last-place prize (nuttin)
I think Saturday has been planned already. While I was up here reading I could hear wifey talking on the phone. I heard her mention TSP, and then say we’d see ‘her’ (whoever her is) Saturday. :eek: I think she’s volunteered us to do something I don’t want to do.
Sunday, though, we’re taking the train over to Astoria (on the coast, for all you non-Orygunians) and coming back Monday night. Amtrak has a couple of RDC cars that they run from Portland to Astoria and back during the summers. That’s what we’re gonna be riding on. Most of you guys don’t know, or care, what I’m talking about, assuming you’ve even read this far, but vunderbob does. Speaking of vonderbob, great news on your house!. Hope it sticks this time.
Yeah, I’ve noticed that the German Shedder and Lab parts of him mean he’s constantly leaving furballs everywhere. However, less wooly undercoat tumbleweeds is a GOOD THING.
(And yep, if I start blowing MY coat I’m gonna have to find out who put Nair in my shampoo. 'Sides, I always cheap out on my hair-care implements. “Pin brush? Two bucks? GREAT, I’ll get it.”)
Exgineer, thanks for the offer of chocolates, but I’m rather hooked on DeBrand Chocolates which not only have the advantage of being local-to-me, but also have the advantage of DogDad gets them for me which rather reduces the chances of him getting upset that I’m getting chocolates from some guy I met over the internet. You understand.
But how could I not be happy you talked to me? There I was, trying desperately to be a Cool Kid in one of Rue’s MMPs, and you talked to me! 'Sides, I work with Engineers all day, and anyone sensible enough to be an EXgineer is OK in my book!
Lastcall, welcome to the addiction! I’m sorry I forgot the link to their website! I usually put it in. That’s our favorite thing about geocaching: that we get to see things we’d never have seen otherwise. I also recommend checking out the geocaching discussion forums where you can learn all kinds of great tips for caching, placing your own caches, starting your own travel bugs, and all KINDS of do’s and don’ts.
Plus, you can help make caching good for the environment by Caching In, Trashing Out. Yay!
I just LOVE caching…fortunately so does everyone at the DogHouse. We’re currently trying to interest the DogParents in it, by Benchmark Hunting (searching for National Geodetic Survey markers), which they think is rather cool, and finding caches they’d like, such as a Steam-Powered Clock. Very cool.
Me too. But mine’s not solar, mine has a crank on the side. You crank it up for a while and that re-charges the batteries and then the radio will play for a while. It has AM, FM and shortwave. It’s so cool. It also has an Emergency Light on it which is nice if you need to see stuff, but it doesn’t help if you’re trying to see the tuner to see what station you have on. The light points out at your eyes which doesn’t help if you’re trying to look at the actual radio. Unless you get clever with a piece of aluminium foil. Then the light can be helpful to help you find your station.
Did LastCall call someone “strange and unusual”? Hmmm?
I have just read the link about the woman who had to be surgically removed from her couch. Gaaaaahhhhhh. I’m scared.
Ex, I am willing to have chocolate mailed, if you are serious. I like chocolate. My email’s in my profile. <- There’s one of those smileys that you love.
Almost better. I’ve gotten to the hacking cough stage. I’m sure my neighbours love me.
If the Fu shits, wear it, my dear Rue.
Aw Ex, I was just funnin’ with you. You don’t need to feel bad and you’re NOT a jerkweed. Hmmm, hubby uses the term “jerkweed” a lot, I thought that was just a local thing here.
Swampy, I’m making burritos for dinner tonight. They should be tasty. I always have to have frijoles (or refried beans) to put in them along with the meat. Of course, we MUST have the requisite condiments (lettuce, tomatoes, onions, cheese, sour cream and guacolmole) to go along with them.
Mr. Taters has informed me that we’re going to Wild Waves (a water park) this weekend. I told him he could take himself and the kids. I’ll stay home. Hell, if all four of us went it would cost $120.00 bucks just to get in the gate. That’s just flippin’ ridiculous. Our good friends had also invited us back to Lake Kachess, but hubby had already informed our nephew that we’d go with him to the water park, so we can’t cancel. I’d rather go to the lake. It is just so beautiful up there. One of these days I’ll get the pictures I took there posted so you can all see. Oh well, can’t really cry about not going there or to the park, I’ll just stay home and take care of stuff that needs doing here. It’ll be peaceful anyway.
Bumba, what’s TSP? To me it means Thrift Savings Plan which is part of my civil slave retirement system.
Well, I must be off. I need to get out of these work clothes and into shorts and a tank top. It is hot here…yet again. I want some rain dammit. Remember this comment, two or three months from now I’ll be whining because I want some sunshine again.
Oooooh! Doh! :smack:
I meant to add congrats and best wishes to vunderbob for the house deal. I hope this one goes all the way through with no hiccups.
Can’t let this stay on the second page. And Ex hasn’t said whether he’ll send me chocolate, yet. It’s an important question.