I don’t remember the first one, Thank Og, 'cuz disco still sucks. The second one is about right. Oh, and Weird Al did a cover that’s a little less shocking and oddly appropriate: Another One Rides The Bus
Bless Weird Al. 
Daughter just called - they’re leaving Orlando. We asked them to text us thru the night to let us know what their progress is. Sleeping tonight will be iffy…
Stoopit kids.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY REBO AND JEM!!!
Thanks for the compliments on my son - he’s 21 and as far as I know available. I don’t know if I should share all these nice things with him, 'cause his head will just swell right up! LOL
Hope the birthday girls enjoyed themselves. 
Happy Birthday, Rebo and Jem!!!
Sounds like my laptop, Taters. I keep forgetting to figure out how I go about getting it fixed. I was going to ask at Staples today, but they were closed when I got there. I thought they were open till 7 on Sundays, but…not.
Did I mention the amusing thing about the book I’m reading for bookgroup? I’m pretty sure the doctor the guy goes to is someone I went to high school with. Assuming he’s using the doctor’s real last name, of course.
Had a nice day. Went to brunch after Mass, then got lunch for 3 of my team members who had been at work since 9. Spent about 3 hours at work and got quite a bit done, then came home and gardened some, mostly cleaning out containers and pruning the cactus some more. One more round will do it, I think.
I’ve been to Whole Foods and to Tar-jay (since Staples was closed) and am now going to finish my book and maybe watch a movie.
You’re starting us off tomorrow, right, Rebo?
Happy Sunday evening!
ETA: Forgot to tell you how handsome your son is, tarra. Perhaps you’ve heard that somewhere before.
GT
Happy Birthday, SpyJewel and Rebo!!!
And tank you, Rebo, for scoring all the feuds!!
He’s a bit young for me (figures), but that’s all right. And SpecialOne, of course I am!
that was obscenely early for a showing of RHPS to even begin? what’s up with that?
eta - herbs - you son is a real looker! (so’s the girl next to him - are they dating?)
Oddly enough, I didn’t have a nap this whole weekend. I shall have to make up for that next weekend.
I’m sleepified, so it’s beddy-bye time!
Nighty Nite Y’all!
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My bags are packed and I’m ready to go…
WOOOOOOOOOOO!!! New York City, here I come!!!
I’ll see y’all in the tail end of the next MMP. Play nice, and don’t do anything I wouldn’t do (which isn’t much, admittedly, but whatever…) If I don’t make it back, **LiLi **inherits all my kitchen gadgets.
mwah
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Happy Birthday Rebo !!!
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Happy Birthday AgentJ !!!
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Thrak got out when I got home, and got mud on his neck. Nelly got out while I was dragging Thrak in, and I had to chase her down. Everybody is now superglued to the kitchen floor.
Sounds like the floating version of moving our camper. Or, the tarted-up name they use now - travel trailer.
Someone’s got one of my water hoses and extension cords, and on the way from the Faire site to where we store it, not one, but both roof hatches disintegrated. Just gone - nothing left but the thicker parts at the hinge and where the opening mechanism attaches. Bah. Lucky we weren’t spotted by CHP - we were probably trailing a plume of plastic bits on the highway.
Enough procrastinating - I need to attempt to find a physical therapist that can see me before the end of the year.