Of course, Rue, bless him, didn’t look at the simplest solution.
He is not turning, it is the earth turning under him. And it can keep up with a circle, and even a square, but a triangle is too pointy, and it turns a bit too fast, and the next thing you know, you are back where you started.
This theory fits all the observed data. (No fair observing more data–no peeking!)
fairychatmom, how’d your daughter make out through Frances?
Yeah, yeah, cats cute right right. So…you were naked, then?
But I missed you before you posted, how sweet was that???
I did not get to make my pie this afternoon. I do not have enough butter! I have to go get groceries tonight after I put the teekids to bed. Wednesday is a good day to have pie, right?
Why, that’s sweeter than jelly bean encrusted chocolate Easter bunnies dipped in
sugar…
I just saw the local weather report, showing Frances’ ghost headed my way. Looks like Swampy might be up to his ass in water right now.
Am I wrong (or simply male?) to have only picked out of this post:
Sorry, it’s an “autopilot” sort of thing. In the interest of fairness I also noticed a later post about Swampy’s ass and something up to it. It works both ways.
She weathered the storm in Ocala with her grandparents with nary a problem save boredom. They never lost power or phones, so that was good for us - we could keep in touch. She got back to her place in Orlando this afternoon to discover that her roomie left a sink full of dirty dishes since Wednesday and roomie had not yet returned. Any fireworks you see over eastern Orlando may be due to my baby exploding! :eek:
Thanks for asking! 
I’m here! I’m here! Frances (the tropical storm) didn’t get me. Well, it brought lots of rain and wind and made me have to drain water from the pool five freakin’ times, but other than that I’m okay. Cept with work. Work made me crazy today. See, we have homes and apartments that we own and I got to get all the details on stuff that might be wrong today. No real big things. Lots of power outages last night and one apartment house without power still. One broken window. One tree down in a yard but no damage to the home. Two baby trees that had just been planted leaning on the fence at another apartment house but no big damage. One leaky roof at work. Lots of tree limbs laying around. But no huge structural damage. YAY!
So, in keeping with the math theme, I was kinda running in circles today. Oh, and we have no internet or email at work and our provider doesn’t know why. Ain’t that a kick. I quote: “We think it’s something wrong with a main frame but we don’t know why unless it’s the weather.” Fix it I says. We’re working on it they says. It still wasn’t working at 6:00 PM. They say it’ll be all fixed by in the morning. We’ll see I said to myself. So that’s my life after Frances.
Puggy and Shibb y’all make it through ok? It was a lot worse in Flahrdee than Jawja, I know. Course the weather people are saying we could have creek and stream flooding in the next two days, which means my 6 mile commute to work becomes a 30 mile commute to work, cause then I have to go north, then east, then south, then west, then northwest, then south, then west, then north again to get to work instead of north, then west, then south, then west again, then north again to get to work. We got some of the same dang roads like vunderbob’s got.
I think all of us TMPers need to start blowing real hard towards Flahrdee so we can keep Ivan from showin’ up. Nobody wants him. I say lets blow Ivan back to the middle of the Atlantic where there ain’t nuttin’ for him to hurricane up and tell him to die a horrible hurricane death.
Oh and just sos everybody knows, I had beer, cookies and cockies this weekend. Also grilled chicken.
-swampbear (I’ll huff and I’ll puff and I’ll blow that hurricane down)
Look, my trip to TJ’s was very important, okay? And no one’s paying attention to it!
Incidentally, I because a Costco member today.
Sorry, I can’t make any of this relevant. Off to eat some cookies.
Ow! My achin’ head. All that math stuff is just too hard for me. I hate math, I suck at math…am I getting the point across. I’m more of a “literal” minded person. I do well at history, english and that sort of stuff.
FCM, I am glad your daughter and family made through with no problems other than boredom.
We had fairly decent weather this last weekend and tried to take advantage of it. Well, 'cept for Friday. Friday I went school clothes and supply shopping the kiddos. God help me, I haven’t had a day that bad in ages. See, I was lulled into this false sense security by the ease with which my daughter had made some clothing decisions the previous weekend. Alas, this time 'round I took my son along too. So, we get to the mall before noon and I didn’t get home from there and two other places until close to 7:00 p.m. Needless to say I was EXTREMELY grumpy. I was also exhausted. Thank God we’re done!
Saturday we popped into a family reunion for about an hour or so, then went back home. That night I attended a double-header baseball game. We had great seats. Right on the first baseline, first row, next to the dugout. Needless to say, I had an extremely nice view of the field, not to mention the players. Some were real cuties! Hey! It’s alright to look! Nothing like the sight of a cute heinie…ahem…on to other things.
Sunday we putzed and had some friends over for dinner and yesterday, well, we just sorta lazed around and did some general picking up around the house.
So, once again, I have treated you to my rather boring and mundane life. I know y’all are just thrilled with this recitation 
Taters-being rather mundane
Ta da! I’m back!
Lissla must explain to me how Philadelphia was pretty. I must be going to the wrong parts of Philly or something because everytime I’m there I hate it because it’s so unwelcoming and, well, not pretty.
The Magickal car got bashed weekend before last and I am trying to find a replacement. Not happy about that, I love my little reliable junker. 
Plus used car shopping sucks. Anyway I didn’t want to stink up the MMP threads with all my being cranky and stuff, but I’m not so cranky now.
I’ve never been to a Trader Joe’s and never heard of one until now. Maybe I’ll see if there’s one around.
I’m done with school, so I don’t have to do any silly math, so 
Yay, hooray, Trader Joe’s!
I told quilterguy that I wasn’t going to move to Long Island to marry him until there was a TJs here. (A girl has to have standards, y’know?)
And they built a TJs, and I moved here, and I married him.
And we’re living happily ever after.
The end.
On the downside, I had to work all weekend including labor day and the ER was pretty full the whole time. I also managed to very completely shatter the passenger side outside mirror on my not-yet-completely-paid-for car. Now I realize how much I actually look into that mirror every time I find my self staring at exposed black plastic. Double drat.
On the up side however my brother from Manhattan is visiting along with his wife and five year old boy. So far I have learned from my nephew that my house smells like cats, superman can lift boulders, cartoons are always good, and kittens plus a laser pointer equals much fun. He also drew me a lovely crayon rendering of one of my cats, though he didn’t specify which one. Hedging his bets methinks as he gets them confused sometimes.
-doting (and favorite 
) auntie
Bah! Since we’ve already settled everything else in this thread, I’ll handle this one.
“Centigrade” is a generic term for any scale based on a hundred divisions between two points. “Celsius” is the specific centrigrade temperature scale based on the freezing and boiling points of water. There are an arbitrarily large number of possible centigrade scales, of which the Celsius scale is one.
Yes, I realize no one cares.
There are somethings a college-aged girl just doesn’t tell her mom. I think making out with this “Frances” person would be one of them. Hmmm… I thought SkyClad liked boys… did she get her toaster?
I used to be a Costco member, but this year the Sam’s Club deal was cheaper. (Plus they carry fish sticks.) Costco had that giant box of Swedish Fish though. Sam’s doesn’t have that. Oh! How I miss the giant box of Swedish Fish!
We came through okay ‘ceptin’ for some pretty ragged nerves. We got some oak trees that are thinkin’ about layin’ down for a nice long nap usin’ our abode for a pilla so we best get them outta there before Ivan the Terrible gets here. We surely do appreciate the huffin’ and puffin’!
FCM, glad daughter is okay. Oh, and you might plan on tackin’ on another year afor she grajeates what with the college being closed so much.
We’re supposed to get rain from Frances today.
Downtown Philly was very pretty. We walked through the historical districts, and through a bunch of cobblestoned streets. I think we bypassed all the ugly bits. City Hall is really beautiful. I’m sure everything I saw was very historically significant, but I’m Canadian, and we make a career of not paying attention to American history.
Except for the war of 1812, when we burned the White House. We’ve got a song about it. It’s fun.
I really really want a TJ’s in my neighbourhood.
Rue, we don’t eat fish sticks, and I don’t know where any Sam’s Clubs are, so I decided to go with Costco. It’s much easier shopping if you can find the store, somehow. We had one of their roasted chickens for dinner last night. Well, I shredded some of the meat, and tossed it with spaghettini, roasted peppers, sour cream, and garlic. So there’s still half a chicken in the fridge.
We get our history lessons from South Park movies, so don’t sweat it. Philadelphia is famous for inventing cream cheese, Rocky Balboa, Mike Schmidt and losing to Tampa Bay in football. All other history is irrelevant. Oh, I think that they might have signed something there once, but then they spilled cheezwhiz on it and everybody had a beer.
What’s fun? Singing the song, or burning the White House?
Don’t pay any attention to the Secret Service goons following you…
How about some lyrics?
The licorice tea from Trader Joe’s is gross. Otherwise, I’m sort of glad we don’t have one around here because I would shop there all the time and end up weighing a million jillion centigrades. Those cookies that are basically just carmelly sugar and butter dipped in chocolate are deadly good.
Swampbear, you come get your horrible weather right now! No fair leaving it lying about on this coast once you’re done playing with it. I’d spank you but you’d probably like it.
We only have a Costco here and it’s not too spiffy. You can get giant boxes of fish sticks, though, and turn them into fish tacos when you’re tired of the ketchup thing. I know someone who’s one of the sample ladies and she says they do notice when you scarf fourteen samples. Sample abuse is rampant evidently.