And Exploding Whale Day(no word if Oregon DOT nuked a bowl of petunias, though)
If you blow up a whale, do the cops issue a littering cetacean?
Up, caffeinated, and sheveled. Off to heave. It’s currently 47 degrees Ferret Height(8.333 Centipedes)
Talk amongst yourself.
Could it be?
Yes it is!
First!
Oatmeal is simmering on the stove, waiting for hubby to make lattes. Today’s schedule includes a grocery store or two, Ikea, and hamburgers from a German chain. No milkshakes, though. Tomorrow it’s supposed to rain all day, so we’ll hunker down a bit.
We had a Cyber Attack at my work over the weekend. It meant we had to not use our PCs at all today, which made our regular jobs impossible as the machines we use all need computers to operate, and the Network to send assets through. So instead we sat around doing nothing much, just some practical work that was left languishing, and a lot of cleaning. We all went home early, and I’ll likely have a few days off before it’s restored to normal.
Morning, mumpers! It’s currently 5c/40f with a predicted high of 6c/42f and a chance of fog. Weather app says “Only fucking fog likes morons. Oh, fuck, I mean, reverse that!”
After a very pleasant weekend, it’s back to work again today. So far I’ve had to deal with a couple of minor skip fires and something that’s been going on for a while which I can’t fix myself and I’m having a hard time finding the person who can sort it out for me. Lots of annoying little things going on today.
I’m off to do the grocery shopping at lunchtime, and I have the dental hygienist this afternoon, then the gym later. Right now, it must be time for more tea.
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffeinatin’. YAWN ‘Tis 47 Amurrkin out and partly cloudy with a predicted high of 75 and sunny. High RDOS sloth will rule the day. Well, except I will attend the Vestry meetin’ at seven p.m. to recap convention. It’s a thing that must be done. The good part is this will be first on the agenda and I can take my happy self back to da cave when I’m done. I took some chikin 'n rice out of da freezer for sup. That along with some peas 'n carrots and rolls should ensure we are well-fed.
BatBoy hope everything is restored to normal soonest.
Now I need more caffeine and to feed rumbly tummy. Then, onward into the day! Rah.
Happy Moanday Y’all!
There are 40 Ferrets frolicking in my yard and we may have as many as 62 before the day is over and perhaps some rain at the end of the week. Sun today, tho.
I decided to run the oven on its clean cycle last night, and around 3 in the AM, it started beeping, I suppose to let us know it was safe to open the door. I woke only because it woke FCD and I became aware of him getting out of bed. Anyway, I looked this morning - I need to wipe out the residue, then I’ll be ready for all my baking for Turkey Day. Does anyone know if it’s safe to put foil on the bottom under the lower element?
I ordered a couple of presents for Tobias - the joint FCD/Tobias b-day celebration is Saturday. He’s a big Hot Wheels fan and Daughter is trying to cull their toy “collection” so we’re giving him a Hot Wheels UNO deck and a pack of Hot Wheels socks. Daughter will bake the cake and I’ll order a fried chicken dinner from the deli. I think I’m supposed to make the “fried” ice cream, too, so I’ll buy ice cream and whipped cream this week.
I texted with Casey last night and told her she and her spousal unit and dog will get the basement for their stay. She volunteered to come alone, but I told her that wasn’t necessary. I think giving her dog a place that’s bigger than the guest bedroom to escape Otis was a better arrangement. So that’s settled.
I need to do a small shop at Aldi - those locusts of grandkids of mine ate all but one of my tortillas! And there’s the ice cream, plus I want some fresh fruit. I need to divide my Turkey Day shopping into 2 trips to get my last to $50 totals at Food Lion, but with 2 birds and some ribs, that should be easy to achieve.
And that’s the excitement ahead. So far. Happy Moanday!
It’s Monday! I checked the corner of the screen to make sure. The coffeemaker just finished its cycle, so I am greedily slurping the elixir of life.
Oh, dear, the exploding whale story. It’s a textbook example of how a government action can turn a big smelly problem into a bigger, smellier problem. I wonder where the person who made that decision is today. Maybe I don’t want to know.
Out in the front yard in Elkhart, 37 ferrets are cavorting about in their little thermal underwear. It’s sunny today.
A guy on the radio described the situation for many members of Congress. It’s like they’ve been fired, but they still have to come to work and finish up a few things before they clean out their desks and look for another job. Will they do the right thing, or spend the time leaving mousetraps in the desk drawers?
Take care of yourself.
Good morning.
It’s 40F, dark, damp, and cloudy outside. Rain is projected to start late in the morning and continue throughout the day, with a daytime high of 54F.
Knot, call me a pessimist, but I think they will leave mousetraps.
I spent yesterday raking and blowing a lot of leaves, and still didn’t get them all collected. The storm from the day before buried my gardens and yard. My yard waste bin is stuffed; I have a huge pile on the side of the house, and I still need to gather many leaves. I like to leave some leaves on the garden beds so the birds can root under them for tender bugs and to help the soil, so that will happen too, but I need to get rid of some leaves so I don’t run into hidden poo piles.
I need to run to the store today to pick up a few things, but that’ll be the extent of my plans.
For now, I’ll finish my coffee and peruse the 'net.
Please take care of yourselves.
Morning all. I bed until 7:30am, have broken fast with a banana and will shortly dress appropriately and head out for the usual Moanday shop-n-sammich. Might also take my warm-weather bed comforter to the dry cleaners and break out the heavyweight comforter for the next 4-5 months. Soccer is finally done for the Fall, need to do a couple clean-up actions and volunteer for the indoor soccer that starts in December, but otherwise it should be a quiet week. Temperature will reach a high of 70F the next couple days but then start falling, and nights will start falling into the 30’s, so summer is most definitely over.
As for the Exploding whale story, I think I may have posted it here before, but I learned about it from the humor columnist Dave Barry in this column of his, which still makes me grin: The Exploding Whale - Dave Barry’s Substack
Bat Boy, hope no data you need for work was lost, never had that happen to me at work (albeit it was the US Dept of Defense and not that they would be advertising it) but I imagine these days it does shut things pretty much down.
boo fae, hope the sorting-out person magically appears. Happy tooth-scraping!
swampy, it’s always good when you can report and go.
FCM, sounds like a good plan for everyone, both visitors and Toby.
Sounds like everyone is doing a little shopping on Monday.
Taters, no trees on my property and not many in the houses near me, so except for a portion of my back yard I’m not inundated by wayward leaves.
And onward into the day. Have a good week all.
I love that mental image!!! 
Tobias - not Toby. 
His other grandmother hates that name because of Roots. But he’ll also respond to Toblerone! I need to give him one for his birthday, now that I think of it.
I’ve contacted my gutter guy about clearing the leaves off the roof in mid-December. Waiting to hear what day he’s got me scheduled for.
I am clean and clad. I’ve loaded the dishwasher (not enough for a full load yet.) I wiped down the inside of the oven and scrubbed a few particularly nasty spots. Considering we’ve had that stove for 22 years, it looks pretty good! Then again, it doesn’t get used a lot, all things considered. Since there are just 2 of us, many meals are baked in the toaster oven. We’re on our 3rd one of those.
SIL called to ask if we want to go to a monster truck rally with them. Hard pass on that. Besides, it’ll be about the time we’re leaving for San Diego. Which reminds me - I got an email from Amtrak that I need to bounce against earlier schedules. Hope I don’t have to modify our reservations.
FCD took Otis to the hardware store, then to the boat to check something out. I’m thinking about running John Deere in the yard if the leaves are dry enough. There are other thing I can/should do. We’ll see.
Good morning! I had a good sleep going this morning and nearly overslept. Breakfast was eggs in a basket. I really like fried eggs and I really like fried bread, so it’s the best of both worlds. Not much is happening at Casa d’Magill today.
I’m trying to get my dads’ group together Thursday to hopefully finish this Call of Cthulhu scenario. I thought I had made a relatively easy mystery for them to solve, but NO. At least they’re learning that (unlike D&D) their characters are quite squishy[1]. One of the dads is recently divorced and just had knee surgery, and I’m afraid he’s getting depressed and shut in a bit. I understand and, from firsthand experience, know how much a good friend network can help.
I also want to bring them all into the loop, so I can find out who my friends really are, but I think I’ll wait a bit.
Oh, no. Not again.
Hopefully paid[2], since it’s no fault of your own.
No, no. I think the Weather app has it correct. I mean, I don’t like morons, and fog seems to like me…
Oh wait…
Mrs Magill was cold last night, so she put Chloé in her long-johns. I’d meant to take a picture this morning, but was too bleary-eyed to remember.
Yeah - me, too. Unfortunately, petty vindictiveness seems to rule nowadays.
I do remember the I Love You worm was unleashed about twenty-five years ago. That shut things down toot-sweet. I still don’t understand why someone would open an email with ILOVEYOU in the subject when there were literally hundreds of copies of said email in their inbox.
Good for him. I hope he can stick it out. Fang and Spike will not hesitate to correct anyone who tries to call them by the diminutive of their names.
Mid 40s and sunny in no. Illinois. I think it’s gonna hit around 60. Today’s agenda includes a hair cut and Mart of the Wall. Then sloth. I have leftover chicken tetrazzini (I made it from scratch and even grated Parm cheese instead of using the shaky cheese) for lunch or dinner, and a piece of flank steak for lunch or dinner. Towels are in the dryer and unders in the washer.
My sister is Susan and one brother Steven. They never went by Sue or Steve. My nephew is David and my niece is Amanda. All his life David went by David until he grew up. Now he is Dave. Amanda was Mandy until she grew up and is now Amanda. I still call them David and Mandy, as do their parents.
I went by Mickie till I started dating Dave in 1973 - we were both in Navy electronics training in Millington, TN and I was sure I was in love - he didn’t like nicknames, so I started using my given name again. And I’ve done so ever since. Only a couple of people still call me Mickie (when they forget.)
As for Dave, he’s thrice divorced, once widowed, not sure if he’s married #5 yet, and none of his kids speak to him. He’s the bullet I dodged.
As a kid, I went by Julie or Annie. My first grown up job was at a retirement facility and my name tag was my legal name (Julia), so the residents called me that. In addition, there were four other Julies on my wing, so answering to a different name was just easier. Now, I can pretty much tell you what part of my life you’re from by what you call me.
Up, caffeinating, breakfasted and fixing to do KP. I need to take trash out today and go fill up the gas tank.
I turned the heat on this morning. It got down into the fifties last night and I got chilly.
Y’all have a great day!
I usually go by Tim or Thea[1]. I use “Timothy” as a gatekeep. My father went by Bob, but he hated it. When he retired, he took a cue from his grandsons, and started insisting that people call him Robert. My older brother has quietly resigned himself to being Rob.
Whoops - I just found out the trumpets want to watch Die Hard here this weekend. I need to discuss logistics with Mrs Magill.
… And I didn’t hit the reply button.
if you’re comfortable with it ↩︎
TPTB decided in their infinite wisdom to do add cuts on 3 bulk stops on one of the cars I was loading? How much got cut?
Before:
After:
And all that went into another of the cars in the set.Making a loader pull that many add cuts, and put back in the same set is like making a man dig his own grave. I was pooped. Then I had to help finish loading on the 300, because they were behind, as always.
After all that I gassed up Carmen, did a quick Aldi rin, and now I’m having oatmeal with mago and coconut cream and Yam Jam spice. I shall take a very long nap afterwards.
eek. Are they gonna pay you, or are they trying to make you eat it.
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I’m having a hard time finding the person who can sort it out for me.
[/quote]Sounds like you have to go on a quest. Take a couple of Hobbits along.
“At Convention, we were moved by the Holy Spirit. Now I move to ajourn this meeting, and go consume some distilled spirits.”
HAPPY DOPERVERSARY SWAMPY!!!
Dunno, but their descendants are still at it
Considering how much the Speaker kept the House in adjournment, they may not even come back to set mousetraps, just sent the interns to clean out the slush funds.
It’s your name. 
Shopping (all 4 items) and sammich (a Jersey Mike’s #8 today) have been completed and the comforter will be clean by Friday so all-in-all a good morning run. Will probably head towards the gym in a bit, the routine got interrupted by the soccer tournament, but need to keep those calories burning. Also need to make a Medical appt., Doc won’t renew my prescriptions without checking things out every six months, so will do it when I finish here.
FCM, OK, I’ll try to remember Tobias is his name. Need to pickup a Toblerone one of these days, never had one to the best of my memory and probably should try it.
As for me, Dave or David is fine, for most of my life I was known by the first syllable of my last name, but have gotten away from that.
Mollie, I trust that you will know the time to tell your gaming group about it, and I expect they’ll act like the friends they are.
doggio, interesting pictures. And a lot of extra work for you folks. Happy nappage.
“So let it be written; so let it be done.”
Now onto the Patient Portal and see if I can get an appointment this week.
Finished puzzling and exercising (which wore me out). Another nice sunny day with mild temps.
The coconut chicken curry came out very nice. The rice, however, did not. I bought a different brand (Mahatma) instead of my usual and it just isn’t user-friendly. I simmered it per the instruction and it got browned and crunchy on the bottom. Off with its head! Back to the California basmati.
Happy Moonday, everyone! It’s cloudy here, as befits the PNW, but I’m going to replay first and give other news second this time.
One more crack like that, and we’ll make you walk the plankton.
Oatmeal is the most patient of cereals. I’m sure it waited without a sputter. I love that your hubby makes lattes!
BatBoy, I hope you get paid for the days off. If so, it sounds like a nice silver lining.
I didn’t know you Brits had that expression. I like it better than “Dumpster fire.” My daughter’s birthday is coming up, and one of her gifts will be a Christmas ornament that’s a dumpster–I mean skip–fire. I know it’s not Christmas-y, but she’s survived a year from hell, so I think she’ll get a kick out of it.
That’s no fun. You’ll just have to grin and bare them.
I apologize. I don’t know what got into me today.
HAPPY DOPEVERSARY, SWAMPY! Having you in the MMP is one of my great pleasures and comforts in life.
I remember being told it’s a bad idea but couldn’t remember why, so I looked it up. Whirlpool says
…lining an oven with foil increases the intensity of heat on oven surfaces, which can lead to surface damage like scratching or chipping on the porcelain finish and damage to heating elements. It can also prevent even cooking.
Foil is heat resistant, but it isn’t completely heat-proof. Using high heat with aluminum foil in the oven bottom could cause the foil to melt, permanently damaging your appliance.
It also says it can overcook food. I dunno, though. Lots of people in our mom’s generation lined their oven bottoms with foil, and I never heard of it melting. These days, I mostly use foil to make hats.
I imagine the latter, but maybe they’ll just play finger soccer with little balls of tape.
You’re good people.
Taters, do you have a lot of trees, or is your yard just a leaf magnet? When I had a house, I used to just mow instead of raking or leaf-blowing, but of course, you can’t do that in a garden unless you want shredded lettuce for tacos.
MetalMouse, are you relieved or sad soccer is over? Also, even after all these years, I can never remember which is your big bowl of salad day.
Red, we share a name!
About an hour ago, Mrs Magill was about to get some lunch. Before she did, I asked her if she wanted a stromboli.
“But it’s Monday.”
“i know, but we didn’t have one on Friday.”
“… Your logic is sound.”
When I went to pick it up, I was greeted with a “But it’s Monday.”
I think I’m getting predictable.