Working today. Have a meeting at 1 p.m. to find out the status of my job. crosses fingers
Though I have determined it wouldn’t be all bad if I do lose my job, providing I can find another one. 
Me either. Plus I hear there’s no humidity in Hell. 
Bobbio, do you need a refresher course in which end of the knife is sharp? (Or was that your refresher course?) :eek:
I’d send you virtual cool air, rosie, but I have none to spare. Perhaps snowbunny can share some of her snow?
Hello Hockey Monkey! I see you sneaking in.
Waves, hugs, swift kicks to everyone else. I have to move some paperclips around so the papers will lie flat in the folders. Don’t you envy my job?
That sounds like a fascinating and intellectually-demanding task, Spaz.
Hi HM!
Good luck on the job, McUne.
I’ve been up for a couple of hours, have vacuumed and further cleared out both bedrooms.
It reained earlier, but it’s sunny-ish out now, so I imagine the roofer will be out here after all (I was wondering whether the weather was going to get in the way). He’s supposed to be here in about 1/2 an hour.
Hope everyone’s keeping cool (it’s much better outside right now) or warm, as appropriate.
Back after more accomplishments.
GT
Morning, everybody. It’s 9:30 in the A of M here, and it’s already 87°, and a very humid 87°, at that. Theoretically it will start to cool down a bit after a front goes through later today, but I am not holding my breath.
Congrats, Bobbio. You win the klutz of the week award!
Puck, your life could not be more boring than mine. And yet I post here faithfully. Do I have anything of interest to say? Not usually; I’m just rambling most of the time. Does it matter if anyone reads what I write? Not in the slightest.[sup]1[/sup]
All I have to say to snowbunny is one thing: Snow? In June? Ha! Hahaha! Bwahahahahahahahahaha! Etc.
A wet trout upside the head for Taters’ boss! And that weasel analyst gets two wet trouts upside the head, preferably old, fermenting wet trouts!
There was some fun stuff on that Weird page, Spaz. I just spent several minutes of my life reading various stories (like the man found dead wearing nothing but a condom and holding a cobra). Minutes that could probably have been spent doing something more profitable, but definitely not more interesting!
The good thing about being self-employed is that when I want time off, I just take it. I don’t have to answer to anybody but out creditors. They, alas, can be fairly demanding that I work, but they don’t care when. It’s a good compromise. 
Okay, off to get my behind in gear. I’ve got a nice, boring, easy deposition to work on today. I’m happy to trade boring for easy after that five-person IG free-for-all I just finished.
Everybody stay cool! (Except those of you who need to stay warm – I’m lookin’ at you, snowbunny!)
Yawn! I’m tahrd! I stayed up too late watching Jon get his hair follicle surgery on Jon and Kate Plus Eight. Really graphic shots of the surgery plus a little too much on the sick kids’ snot. 
I need name suggestions for my new cockatiel. I lost my dear old buddy last week to old age and couldn’t stand the silent cage. I think the new baby is a boy and he’s the traditional grey bird with orange cheek patches. Very loud and active and seems very interested in our whistles and talk.
taters, sorry about the boss. I had one like that a few years back. There is no excuse for that type of management.
snowbunny, yay on the Internet access!
**bobbio, may I recommend these for the next time you use knife. I suggested them to a friend who was constantly doing damage to herself with a box cutter.
Tupug
Busy mornin’ at work.
I’m in minor crisis mode here because one of our vendors is threatening to shut their service off to one of our $$$$ clients because they say that we haven’t paid them. Except we did pay them except for the one invoice that we didn’t get. But, that’s still only one of four. GRRR. More work for me.
It’s still frickin’ hot here. Where is this rumored cool front anyway? Snow Bunny are you keeping my cool front hostage? What do you want for it?? I haven’t recieved the ransom note yet.
Last night comprised of spending much time vegging in front of the TV in the A/C. It wasn’t the most productive time spent, but oh well. For some reason, I really like John & Kate Plus Eight on TLC. I’m weird like that I guess. I can’t imagine having sextuplets though…
gah. back to work. more later.
LMAO Puggy I was writing my post about John & Kate as you posted yours! (It takes a lot longer to post when you are constantly interrupted with work. Don’t these people understand that I need to write to the MMP?)
But… but… but…
The world can’t come to an end on June 12th. After all, the iPhone 3G edition is slated for release on July 11th, so Armageddon must simply hold off until that’s over and done with. And besides, I’d hate to disappear in a radioactive mushroom cloud before my birthday, because I have plans, dammit!
Good luck, McUne. Crossing all appendages that are crossable for ya.
Bobbio… a small artery??? :eek: And here I thought that I was clumsy. Oy.
Of course we missed you! Besides what’s less interesting than “got up, got stabbed by the cat, worked for 14 hours, got stabbed again”? Where are you guys sitting next season? I’m sticking in 320.
Puggy, how about Martini?
McUne, good luck on keeping or losing your job.
Sorry about the finger, bobbio.
Ouchie, Bobbbio! You reminded me to make an appointment with the vet though - Blaze gets his stitches out on Saturday.
I got my Etsy packages yesterday too - one ring and two pairs of earrings. Yay!
Maybe the USDA has summer hours so their employees come in early but then get to leave really early…?
Bwahahaha!
**Taters **and **Spaz **and doggio, you’re all making me very thankful for the sane management here!!
So the world’s coming to an end on Thursday? Hmm… so we don’t have to worry about paying bills between now and then; there’s no point in doing laundry; and I don’t need to plan meals for next week. All right!
Somebody just dumped a load of garbage outside the apartment and set it on fire.
It was a garbage truck fire
Bobbio, for the record, a cardboard fire requires at least 2 units. It’s also hotter than 98 degrees.
Ewww…garbage fire sounds yucky.
Sorry about your boss and non-stand-up co-worker, Taters. Work really sucks when management is bad. (She said, speaking from recent experience.)
And owwwww on the owie, Bobbio. Hope they’re ribbing you appropriately at the firehouse.
I have:
[ol]
[li]Sewed two buttons on my raincoat.[/li][li]Re-hemmed one leg of a pair of pants (the hem came out some time ago and I basted it, but never did the real re-hemming till just now)[/li][li]Cleared off and dusted my dresser so that I can move it into the dining room.[/ol] [/li]
I’m debating between going to Home Depot and Target and doing laundry right now. Guess I should do laundry, since I really really really need to.
Hugs.
GT
Four units now. Compressed cardboard is a bitch to quench.
[rare serious moment]
Yes, that would most likely be standard procedure.
A page usually has very little detail, other than something (house, car, brush, etc) is burning at address X. We have no idea what awaits. The house could be someone’s dishwasher going up in flames because of an electrical problem (minor), or burned to the foundation before anyone calls it in (last fire I went to).
Structure fires, no matter the size, will automagically be dispatched as 2 alarms. Anything else starts as one.
A one alarm fire in our district usually means we send both pumpers and a tank unless we know what awaits, because someone has seen the fire and can send a size-up before we roll.
Probably the call was made as a trash fire, and not knowing if there was wind that could blow flaming debris into an apartment building, the entire station rolled. It was probably put out with the onboard water from one engine, but better safe than sorry.
[/rare serious moment]
A burning cardboard box, 2 engines, and 98 degrees makes for some quality butt-picking time, too.
Underpants!
Ow. Yuck, doggio.
And ow, Bob.
Do you think things collect in piles in my home because of some mysterious bylaw of the Law of Gravity? I think so. Definitely not my fault. Could be the cats.
Did the garbage truck dump a burning load in the road? (So many scatological references, so little time…)
ETA: One of the worst things to put out is a burning pile of wood chips, because you can never get to the center of the pile. Peat is bad, too.
Boobs!
I think the fire started in the truck, so they pulled off, dumped it, and called for a car-b-que roll out. Massive multiplayer buttpicking has ensued. Cardboard is scattered all over the place, I ain’t cleaning it up.
Thanks for the well-wishes, y’all, I’m feeling some better…
I think I’m playing hooky today, need to go find some electronic doohickeys Himself needs for a circuit board he’s building for us.
Be proud of me–I watched over four hours of Dennis Kucinich reading articles of impeachment against BushCo last night! Even if it goes nowhere, I’m proud he did it and I called his office to let him know that. Somebody has to stand up to those jerks and I’m glad I saw it happen. I have a link to a .pdf copy of the articles if anyone’s interested.
Hmmm, you don’t see a correlation here?
Bobbio, don’t they explain about proper equipment handling protocols in fireman school? Glad it wasn’t worse but still… tut tut and all that. :dubious:
Can I haz some of your heat, plz? It’s 49[sup]o[/sup] out, raining, and the wind is blasting at about 60 mph. I’m huddled on the couch in flannel jammies and a sweater, trying to tell myself it’s okay to get nekkid in the icy bathroom because the shower is hot! Grrrrr… I NEED SOME SUMMER NOW, DAMMIT!!!
doggio, could be worse–coulda been a gigantic flaming bag o’poo! Or tires–tires burn forever! Wasn’t there a bigass tire dump in California that burned for years?
Taters, kick 'em all in the nutz. Doesn’t solve anything but watching them clutch themselves, puke and stagger around crying does wonders for your state of mind.
Spaz, make sure you don’t get a nasty papercut or poke yourself with a paperclip–take Bobbio’s example to heart!
Here’s some {{{{HUGZ}}}} for anyone who needs ‘em–I have some to spare since I’m feeling mo’ bettah…