And some non-matching mittens? To go with the fur hats?
Is there any benefit to having pets? Really? The kid will eventually grow up and be able to vacuum, wash dishes, and hold a conversation. The cats will just keep amassing vet bills, piles of kitty puke, and massive shedding piles.
Woo-hoo! My Mum bought a high chair at a yard sale. She should be bringing it down in the next few minutes. Now all we need is a jolly jumper and probably tonnes of other crap I can’t think of right now.
Morgyn -> Fey, Fay, or Faye from Morgyn La Fey of the King Arthur legend (?)
Mornin’. There was a fire on the subway tracks this morning so it took me two hours to get to work…ugh. A five mile journey should not take two hours IMO. Two hours. In the more than 90 degree heat. Ugh. I woke up with energy, but now I’m a tah-red.
I also had chicken for dinner last night…it seems like the whole MMP made chicken on the eve of the chicken crossing the road to jump into a pond of BBQ sauce.
Must work now. Ugh.
Mornin’, all–I’m very sad this morning. We got news last night that a classmate of the Grandkid drowned in a canoeing accident on the Clackamas river. Just one of those things, nobody did anything wrong; the kid was an experienced canoer, he was with an adult scout leader in the boat when it capsized and they were both wearing life vests but the kid got pulled under and the water is so cold (43[sup]o[/sup]F) and the current so strong they couldn’t get him out. He was a bright, funny, talented kid–we just saw him perform in the same school play Jr was in–and unfortunately I can imagine all too well how devastated his family must be. I also feel terrible for the scout leader because if I were in his place I’d be feeling just tremendous survivor guilt and wishing it were me who died instead. Keep a spot in your thoughts for the family, would you?
Himself says Jr gets wrapped in bubble wrap, duct taped and packed in styrofoam peanuts until he’s grown–I’m not sure that’s actually hyperbole.
I’m feeling too weepy to manage it right now, but I have a recipe for enchilada sauce that would go nicely with Dotty’s recipe and I’ll post it later.
Oh, and the OP was very cute swampy, thanks. I had chicken on my pizza last night, sure hope they didn’t scrape it off the road…
Oooooh, pretty. 
Aleq, I’m so sorry to hear about the Grandkid’s friend. Prayers for the efamily - they must be devastated.
I really must be more industrious today. Only six days left!!! :eek: 
Funny OP, swampy. I like the Bill Gates one.
Apparently I live on the other side of the road the chicken crossed because we had London Broil and smashed N.O.T.s last night.
rego, I just luuuurve King Ranch Chicken but it is too hot for Mr. Anachi.
li-li, the only advantage to pets is that you do not have to buy them sneakers or send them to college.
I believe there is an epidemic of Don Juanna going around.
Tupug
SmartyPants, good vibes heading towards you and the classmate’s family. Accidents happen, unfortunately, and I hope that everyone will eventually come to accept that’s what it was instead of playing the What Ifs. 
LiLi, I often wonder the same thing… except, like Tupug sez, they won’t be asking to borrow the car or for college tuition, and no one calls Children’s Aid on me if I go away for a long weekend and leave them alone in the house (nor do I have to worry about them throwing a party and trashing the place while I’m away). Also, they’re ridiculously cute creatures when they want to be.
VBob, motion to use Fey is seconded.
Job is still in limbo… and I’ve only got one week left to go. Guess it’s back to the glorified call centre for me (and most likely, off to a headhunter tout de suite, because I value my sanity more than I do my seniority)
I move to quash. Or squash. Or some such root vegetable. I will never, ever remember you mean me if you use Fey. Really. My brain just won’t keep it, and then I’ll wonder why you’re talking to some bint named Fey instead of to me, and my feeling will get hurt, and then the insults will fly, and after that it’ll just be chaos and tears.
I was going to say it’s because Morgyn != Morgan le Fay, as it was the name of a character I ran in a friend’s world lo, these many years gone by. And then my brain hiccuped a dim memory, and I remembered that it was spelled “gyn” because in his world, “gan” was not a spelling that would ever occur (Don’t ask me. His world, his rules.), so Morgyn really is in honour of Morgan, so Fey would work. It’ll take me forever to remember y’all mean me, though. mournful look
Mama, I have no idea what you’re talking about wrt the transcription technology. I could probably learn it quickly enough, but I’m not sure your job is for me. I have little patience for idiots, and I’d probably insert editorial comments like “irregardless isn’t a real word, you fool!” and “learn the difference between affect and effect”, and “only teeth impact, you brain dead baboon”, and before too long I’d be fired. If I weren’t already let go for lack of speed. It takes time to come up to speed on stuff like that.
On the job hunt front, I’ve gotten an e-mail from yet another company indicating interest, with a promise of interviews to come. Here’s hoping!
On the chicken front, I went to Red Lobster yesterday and had their nummy Cajun Chicken Alfredo (ordered with extra spice on the side, they never make it hot enough). But Friday I made Chicken Adobo, using Mama Sita’s mix, a dish I was introduced to at the last Gettysdope by Mama Tig’s inestimable spouse. Yum! Now I must grocery shop for more chicken or beef to make more Adobo. Or find the recipe for the Chicken Biryani…
SmartiePants that’s awful! I’ll be keeping the family and the boy in my thoughts and prayers. How’s the grandkid copin’ with it? I lost a really good friend and next door neighbor when I was eight. That was a tough summer.
Rebo thanks for the invite to the feud game. I played. On time. For once. 
Sneakin’ in a lunchtime post. I gotta get back soon. No chicken for lunch and tonight’s supper will be cubed steak and gravy, smashed N.O.T. and green beans. I did eat a lot of chicken last week though.
Ok, back to the world of work. Later Y’all!
If you can pull the cap off the outside end of the vent, there are vent cleaning kits available at the hardware store. The one I got is like a 16-foot long bottle brush in segments - the slick thing is that you fit a collar over the end of the pipe, and there’s a port on the thing to hook up a shop vac, so you suck up all the lint as you go, rather than leaving it in the shrubs or having it waft out into the laundry room. The brush rods screw together end to end, and as you go, you chuck the end into a drill so the pipe gets a really good scrubbing.
It was well worth the $30 or so - the sensor dry function on our dryer actually works now that it can “breathe” properly and overall, loads take less time to dry. I’ve probably saved enough on gas already to pay for the thing, and I only got it about three months ago.
Before you go shopping, pull off that end cap - the power brush I got is made for metal pipe. If your vent is flexible plastic, you have my sympathies, and I’ll also urge you to replace it with proper metal vent. Limp plastic vent hose is a fire waiting to happen.
Related to the OP: I feel like chicken tonight, like chicken tonight! And yes, we’re having chicken tonight. Not sure how it will be cooked, but the bird is thawing as we speak.
Rumble…rumble…
What’s all that noise? Crazy goings-on at the weapons station! Seems that they were going to clean up a section of land on the base, and they found the dreaded MEC - Munitions and Explosives of Concern. :eek: Rather than remove the go-boom stuff , they’re going to bury it. To do this, they need dirt. A whole metric cubic-crapload of dirt. As luck has it, the transit district is about to start a project that’s going to “create” a lot of dirt that they don’t need. So, BART’s dirt will be sent to the base. Based on the numbers they gave, there will be one truck rumbling by in each direction every four minutes for three months, assuming they work eight-hour days.
:dubious: Gads, this coffee tastes foul.
We had fun on Saturday doing wedding registry, and we found a whole new level of freebies - registry incentives! Just for tagging certain things in the store with the scanner and adding them to our list, we’ll be getting a couple kitchen knives, modest bits of cash and a couple other things I can’t think of without the list in front of me. If we actually get the things we registered for, that opens up a new level of bonuses.
:mad: Ughh… Just got a phone call that my BIL is in the hospital. Seems he managed to get a bad case of heatstroke*, and is now the unhappy owner of a pair of failed kidneys. Hopefully they’re just stunned and not actually permanently broken.
I don’t know if he got it from doing something silly like mowing the lawn, or if he was doing something significant like working a fire. (He’s a fire marshall - he shouldn’t be anywhere near flames.)
*** All heatstroke is bad. Heatstroke is a grave, life-threatening condition. People can, do, and often die from it. ** Heat exhaustion or heat prostration is no less serious, as it can rapidly escalate to heatstroke, but caught and managed early, it usually only spoils the rest of your day.
We-e-e-e-el, the other obvious choice was to dub you Bandit, after Morganna The Kissing Bandit. You got bodacious tatas?
ETA: First on da page!
Not as big as hers. And only 'cause I’m way overweight.
How about “Sea wench”? “Mor” is Welsh for “sea”, although I’m not sure what “gyn” is, or even if it is, a Welsh syllable with a separate meaning.
A large (pun unintended) portion of us here are, so you’re in good company.
The Rule Book only mentions the requisite initiation rituals, not any deadline for being nicknamed. You may or may not get one bestowed upon you, but it won’t be one you don’t like, because FCMom is nice, dammit. But you have to send her chocolate first.
So, who has the squid and the goat?
Wait a minute. What initiation? I’ve been here for years, and I’ve posted in the MMP before, too!
And I sent FCMom chocolate months ago. Really.
[whispers]What was that address, again?[/whispers][furtive scribbling]
Um…slept late.
Stayed home today. 'Cuz I can.
Uh well, you slipped in under the radar. My cite is the fact that you’ve not been nicked.
That’s my story, and I’m sticking to it.
I thought that “gyn” usually refers to woman, e.g. gynocologist. (However, I can’t find a cite for it right now.
But, it could be that you’re a mermaid. (If Mor is sea and gyn is woman.)
What about Morg? Kinda creepy - I like it!
's probably 'cause I don’t post much to the MMP, and it’s not an easy name to get a nick out of. I’ve probably made more posts to this one MMP than I have to all the other MMPs I’ve actually posted in put together.
mmouse9799, isn’t “gyn” as in gynecologist Latin?