Eve: Is it the chicken suit and snorkel?
Chef: No, I meant “me,” not “my.” The use of dialect renders the mention of “my religion” humorous.
Uke
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Eve is wearing a smart navy blue pin-stripe Brooks Brothers suit with a sly ruffle at the knee, a crisp white shirt and a single pearl ornament. Navy blue low pumps with a heel strap, closed-toe.
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How’d I do? Too staid?
Eden—I never wear navy blue. Just not my color. I’ve got on yet another pink-and-gray combo: a wool suit with ankle-length circle skirt, and a cotton sweater. Same black pumps. No jewelry.
Oh, and a snorkle.
Damn.
PS. I think that’s my snorkel you’re wearing. Does it have any feathers sticking to it?
On this cloudy Tuesday I am at work in Boise, wearing olive green Van Heusen slacks, pleated front, one of my favourite polo shirts; light green with tan cuffs and collar, very soft and comfy (Sorry Falcon, no flight suit today).
I’ve kicked off my shoes in favour of sandals here in the office. The only ornamentation I have is my wedding band and watch.
Above my monitor is a shelf with several books, a china doll plant, and two model cars; Porsche 356 and the latest Jaguar sedan.
beneath the shelf is my document holder and a tiger calendar.
To my right on my cube wall are pictures of my family, friends and pets, a childs’ clock for learning time (it is colorful and has personality).
Behind me on work surfaces are various implements of productivity, another shelf of model cars (mercedes-Benz 300SL roadster and Jaguars’ two seat concept car) and the crowning glory of my cube, my three tier copper fountain with plants and rocks; very soothing. I’ve got George Winston softly playing in the background.
I make my cube homey 'cause I work best if I’m comfortable, and I spend most of my waking time here at work .
VB
I could never eat a mouse raw…their little feet are probably real cold going down. :rolleyes:
Ah, yes. At work.
Double cubicle. My school books strewn about. Two browser windows open, one with this, and one with Hotmail so I can get my Scrabble turn from Brian as soon as he sends it. I’m on the top floor of a library, so there are bookshelves all over the place, and a wall of videos.
I’m wearing a celadon green v-neck fleece sweatshirt, jeans, white socks, and my Doc Martens. On my chair is a very ripped-up black leather jacket, and my olive-green backpack is on the floor against it.
That explains my confusion. I only watch PBS. 
Vestal Blue, what’s the weather like in Boise today? I spent a few years there, in my younger days. Good old BSU, “the school where the put the BS in front of U.”
What: Black wool slacks, burgandy cotton button-up shirt, plain black leather belt, dark brown loafers and dark brown socks. I also wear a watch and glasses. I had two small silver hoop earrings in my left year for almost 12 years, but decided last month to take them out. Don’t really know why.
Where: In my “classic Dilbert cubicle” on the fourth floor of a 38 story office building in downtown San Francisco. I used to have a nice office with a window, but our new executive director decided it should be his office, and then decided that the only other open office on our floor should be his personal conference room. That left me ass out. Oh well.
And by the way, screw all of you lucky people who get to wear jeans and t-shirts everyday to work! You’re scum and I hate you all! (But at least I’m not bitter about it, and that’s the important thing.)
Awww, what a cute couple!(drain and satan) :)So whatre you guys wearing for Hallowween?
Currently 12:17 MST, partly cloudy, dry, 46 degrees F. It’s supposed to rain tomorrow, 60% chance.
VB
I could never eat a mouse raw…their little feet are probably real cold going down. :rolleyes:
One piece fleece jammies with teddy bears on them. Grey slouch socks. A hair tie. My wedding ring. An opal& silver ring got on Ebay. Assorted lint.
Lessee…today’s fun-filled outfit.
WHAT I’M WEARING: Oversized Catholic University T-shirt and plaid pajama pants. And fuzzy cream-colored slippers.
WHERE I AM: Since I woke up this morning and immediately was sick to my stomach, I’m at home. Sitting in the dining room with this open, my email, and the MP3 player. And continuously fielding calls from my clueless co-workers.
“You are sweet, kind, and considerate… Like a grown up boy scout with tits!”
- Brian, aka SDMB’s one and only Satan.
What I’m wearing:
'bout the same as yesterday – suit, white shirt, tie, black loafers, gray socks, boxer-briefs, etal
Where I am:
My office – 2d floor, corner, window on Main Street of downtown Frankfort. Misleadingly large (give me money instead of space for god sake!)
Desk OVERFLOWING with paper paper paper paper paper paper paper paper godhelpmeimdrowninginit…
two arm chairs for guests (most comfy on the floor and suitable for napping no less)
bookshelves, file cabinet, pix of the wife and kids. Various toys, doodads, gimcracks and a rubber cockroach or too.
Plunging like stones from a slingshot on Mars.
Are we supposed to update this every day? Just wondering… (If so, this could end up the longest thread on the board.)
What the heck…
What I’ve wearing: Chicago Bulls 1991 World Champs t-shirt, hot pink panties, same watch, same glasses.
Where I am: My bedroom. See description above.
What I’m eating: Moose Tracks ice cream.
What’s playing: I’m Alright, Jo Dee Messina
From work, where I didn’t dare post:
Wore a long, straight sweater dress; light cream in color. Brown leather belt and dress boots. Jacket in tiny cream/brown herringbone; small gold loop earrings and antique amber cameo.
Office: really beautiful, mainly because it’s also the Board room; tall ceiling, windows on 2 sides, huge oak table, dark red carpet and leather chairs, bookshelves, big honkin’ desk with waaayy too much paper on it; windows on the north overlook the river 4 blocks away. (Lots of eagles now, feeding through the open spot in the ice.)
A few plants about, e.g. Norfolk pine, etc. and of course lots of books.
(Don’t be misled by this office; the only other windowed office I ever had boasted one of those modern architecture gun slits that overlooked a dumpster.)
At home: curled up w/ laptop on small desk in the bedroom, dog snoozing on the foot of the bed; I’m wearing comfy, faded black sweats; hair pulled up in a floppy Pebbles topknot. White socks.
Veb
At work, where I will be for at least another three hours or so (deadline day!) Wearing straight-legged black pants, a teal turtleneck and a gray sweater, and white sneakers. Black underwear, if anybody cares. Black and silver watch and no jewelry but the silver cross ring I always wear. A wee bit of makeup so I don’t look too vampirelike.
I’m on the fifth floor of a '70s featureless glass box, surrounded by my PlayMobil toys and reference books and far too many back issues of the paper.
Catrandom
I’m wearing a blue flannel nightshirt, and thats it.
I’m at home in the living room .
Ayesha
I’m sitting at home in my green flannel pajamas, Celtic Football Club slippers, glasses (I usually wear contacts), and a bathrobe passed down to me by my grandfather.
Hot damn, I’m sexy tonight.