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Top Posts Of The Week And Open Thread
By September 14, 2012
Bea Arthur died more than two years ago…a little late for a tribute thread, no?
God will get you for that, Walter.
Now I have “Boomin’ Granny” stuck in my head.
Beastie Boys for the Win!
That bird’s brain is smaller than its eye, and yet, still big enough to contemplate cold, calculated murder. Make no mistake, that bird will, if given the chance, kill you and anyone else who gets in its way.
Just back away – slowly -
It will only kill you if you blink.
The trick to survival is to make yourself look like their only predator – the loudmouthed fake cowboy with too much money and too little fashion who’s looking for boots.
Is it an emu? Or ostrich? I can never tell them apart.
It’s clearly an ostrich; an emu would never let it’s eyebrows get to that state of unkemptness.
I had no idea ostriches were such savage creatures. I won’t feel bad any longer when they get turned into purses.
I returned the cable box and digital converters to Comcast this morning, dropped landline down to Local + More, and kept internet. My bill will still be $80.90/month (with the modem fee) but that’s a lot better than $154.54. I also cut back Netflix to streaming + 1 DVD. No more voice mail, so I’m going to hit the Goodwill store to see if I can get a cheap digital answering machine, like the one I donated 4 years ago when I got voice mail. **sighs**
Now I have some more kitchen counter real estate since the TV is gone, a real plus! More room to dry soap.
Oh, and I came across some notes in my scanner frequency book – apparently I was searching for a certain frequency a LONG TIME ago (like in the 90′s) and discovered that I was getting audio from 3 television stations from my rooftop scanner antenna. So – like 15 years later, since nothing gets past me
my hope for at least 2 or 3 channels from a rooftop antenna is renewed.
I hope everyone has a great weekend! It’s so sunny and pleasant here, it’s time to make 125 gallons of ice cream and eat hot sausage sandwiches at the church social hall tomorrow, and I wish the weather would just stay like this for the next 6 months! I am eating 1 sandwich, and 1 pint of ice cream. No more. Gotta stick with the program (26 lbs down!)
ooma is a great alternative if you dont need a land line.
It’s cold and rainy here. I’m actually cold. After months of sweating. Do I like it? Maybe…but I’m not looking forward to winter and covering the windows again.
This has to be the smallest open thread ever!
I’ll be celebrating my birthday (and my SO’s birthday) some more this weekend! Some friends are coming to town and staying with us! Maybe some bowling, maybe some laser tag, reservations at the comedy club and booze!
Happy birthday!
Happy b-day!
Ostrich! One pecked me once. It hurt. Guess that’s better than getting kicked. An adult ostrich can disembowel you.
I finally got Vocational Rehab to agree to pay for school. Yay! But now, I’m having trouble trying to figure out what program I need. (I already have a BS in English.) If I want to do copywriting and marketing assistant-type positions, I need marketing courses, but also some graphics, and web design too, based on what employers are posting. No one at any college around here seems to know how one thing relates to the other. I am gobsmacked that I cannot seem to get this across to them.
Today, I talked to three people–in the Career Center, an undergrad adviser and in the grad office, and NONE of them could help me! “I don’t know; you need to talk to [X].” Then I have to make an appointment, wait for the appointment, explain the whole thing all over again and they all say the same shit! Couple that with the way VR takes forever to get back to me, and I am seriously about to rip all my hair out and set it on fire!
It doesn’t help that I still can’t talk about anything without busting out crying half the time. I’m so messed up, maybe I just can’t explain anything properly. I really feel like my entire life is blown and no one gives a shit. I can’t even think about the future, because I’m beginning to feel as if I don’t have one. What the hell does it matter if I have a decent job, when there is nothing to come home to?
It’s never as bad as it seems, even with what’s happened with your former SO. Although I’ve been there with trying to get school taken care of through a vocation assistance credit and my advice is calm down, breathe & be prepared to explain everything to everyone and eventually you will run into someone who isn’t a moron.
I hope so. I can’t believe the disconnect with these people.
Here’s my consumer horror story from last week, when I was painting a mural in Tampa. I was staying at [redacted] COUGH Residence Inn Tampa Sabal Park COUGH. The staff couldn’t be nicer, but when I was doing my bedbug investigation I found, at the most optimistically, strawberry jelly in a huge stain in the middle of the mattress. I went downstairs and said, “sorry to bother, but I don’t want to contract Hep C, could I get another room or get the mattress switched”? He said, “they’re all like that, we’re renovating.” Renovating from operating an abortion clinic to an extended stay hotel, apparently. I put down plastic bags and tried to sleep on the edge.
GAH!
Strawberry jelly is delicious. You acted like an entitled brat and should be ashamed of yourself.
What’s with all the ostrich phobia? They do have a considerable amount of teeth, but they’re great fun to ride, require no saddle and are very soft to sit on. Best of all, with only two legs, they can’t buck you off! Unless one has been trained to race (and in that case are fitted with reins and a bridle) they just run around for a few minutes until they’re bored with you and simply halt, and the rider slides off the back.
Bottom line: can you eat them or no?