The service went really well. Rozanne did a fabulous job as showrunner. (mmmm, not very worshipful language but o well).
Here’s an amazing skyscape from New Zealand.
The service went really well. Rozanne did a fabulous job as showrunner. (mmmm, not very worshipful language but o well).
Here’s an amazing skyscape from New Zealand.
Hijacked ads, not safe for work.
Mike got the job.
I’m very anxious about Sunday.
Bisexual and venomous. Safe for work.
Laughing is not an option, I don’t want to wake Jeff up.
Who knew you could hand rear a honey badger? It’s like having the world’s squirmiest toddler.
Fifteen HUNDRED people? The whole town will have PTSD. They would probably ban tolling bells for funerals if they had any church towers left. Sue Sparlin was born there.
Salaam. It’s worth it.
The lazing and loafing went on pretty much continuously.
As much as I’d like to make it three for three for days worth of loafing, I am going to go in to work and hack away at some stuff that’s really bothering me. Then I will feel calmer. I figure I’ll get as much done in 4 hours as I would in 12, so it should be okay.
Let alone drive on it. Watch this guy try to drive on salvia. Hint… he never leaves the driveway. Anyway, I laughed my ass off.
Considering that I think marriage is a crock I don’t know ‘zactly how to feel about this.
Disturbing pic of a kid done up Clockwork Orange style.
I’m only posting this in the hopes that pOp will forward a story about his childhood, maybe with an optional explosion.
Man, I didn’t know there was a floor show for the ferry line up. Ocean floor, that is. You can all tell me what a crappy pun that is later.
Very happy to have her back. Jeff and I were worried about her.
Moose go back to school, get edumacated.
I ignore the dog and play with the ball, for I AM MOOSE.
I make weird noises, ’cause I am a MOOSECALF.
SMG is back on TV. We’ll see. I’ve started watching Lost Girl so I don’t know if I’ve room on my TV plate.
I HAVE UPDATED the Red Deer link… check out the pics.
HOWEVER this is the song of hers I cannot for the life of me get out of my head right now.
So this will be our third year here.
I keep looking at the little garden patch. I’m just not a gardener.
Jeff did the lawn just in time for the landlords to show up…. very good timing.
I am going to be all alone in the call center today. Usually Fridays are slow. We shall see.
soon
a cafeteria at work
I’m looking forward to that.
Lady Miss B, hubster ‘Seph and baby Bean are traversing the Black Hills of Dakota (I’d be stopping in Deadwood, but meh, that’s me). Anyway the highway they are on is lined with ‘creepy’ pro life billboards, one of which was, “Your mother was Pro Life” at which point the entire family yells, “NO SHE WASN’T” which you have to admit is pretty funny and there’s an extra frisson of joy from knowing the principals. I added the bit “But she does wear army boots.”
Mike made it through second interview. I CAN’T DESCRIBE how tense I am about this. If he doesn’t get it I’ll be reduced to a quivering mass of jelly.
I have not mentioned the newbie but I haz one. He alphabetized a bunch of stuff for me yesterday and you’d think it was trivial, but it was huge. Part of being promoted means telling people to do shit. ‘svery hard. Anyway, I won’t refer to him by name, but I will call him Luke Deskwalker, because his most strenuous accomplishment this week is making the x-wing fighter out of office supplies, as per reddit. Some things about being a stupervisor are not at all hard – especially if you have a sense of humour. Oh and he’s devving auto hotkey scripts but I told him to stay the fuck out of the live database.
Castle season closing show SUCKED A LIBYAN JAIL MOP. fuck the writer; fuck the director. The actors did what they could. If the next season opener is this lame I’m giving up on the show.
I wrote an ingathering song for church what feels like a couple of weeks ago and when I looked in Songwriter to see what the date was it was 2006.
Many o many a weary mile/To be with you, to be with you/Many o many a weary mile/I’ve journeyed to be with you/From the mountains strong/from the valleys green/I bring all the love/and the change I’ve been/many o many a weary mile/I’ve journeyed to be with you.
Just feels weird to have written it five years ago. The songs I write are a kind of diary as well.
Anyway, I have a letter of reference to write so while I’m up and conscious I might as well do that.
Mike’s at second interview stage. Fingees crossed.
There is a LOT going on in my brain that I can’t really upload right now, but in brief, I’m fine, just cogitating hard.