First off: Hi all. Sorry about not checking in as often as I should, but my silly older computer crashed and DIED and a friend and I built me one with a Pent. 2 chip, 20 GIGs of hard drive space and a mess of memory. So. I am back on line and will be checking in more often.
On the weather. I must agree with you Skipper. I am bloody well fed up with this ruddy foul weather and ready for spring. The Renaissance Festival has a contingent that marches in all the parades around the area to promote the festival and we have had to cancel going to 3 parades so far this month alone. You earn points per parade and points get turned in for food $6.00 coupon books or tickets to give to friends to come to the festival and this weather is costing us points. AAARRRGGG!!!
Lady Donna
Well the fur trapper
Stood there
With his arms outstretched
Across the frozen white wasteland
Trying to figure out what he’s gonna do
About his deflicted eyes
And it was at that precise moment that he remembered
An ancient Eskimo legend
Wherein it is written
On whatever it is that they write it on up there
That if anything bad ever happens to your eyes
As a result of some sort of conflict
With anyone named Nanook
The only way you can get it fixed up
Is to go trudgin’ across the tundra . . .
Mile after mile
Trudgin’ across the tundra . . .
Right down to the parish of Saint Alfonzo . . . - http://www.zappa.com
The weather is here, wish you were beautiful.. Jimmy Buffett
BIG snow here in Beautiful West-Central Indiana ("Gateway to Central Indiana")
Many complaints to Management from birds, cats, dogs. The dog is stranded at the Doggie Spa after her beauty treatment yesterday. The outdoor cats’ fur is dusted with snow and finding a place to poop is a challenge. The birds want lots more nyger seed and suet. I gotta find my tall boots.
Occasional?
The Good Thing, sez knocking on wood , is that March 21st snowstorms don’t stick around long.
OCM I got invited to join the Knights of Columbus. How’s you like to enlist with me under The Buddy Program
Around these parts “spring” is really just Late Winter
all that crap is undoubtedly heading my way
OCM: NO, not usually. But this year we’re selling “Papal Indulgences” and with your recent settlement you should be able to afford one. You would be outstanding on the “Refreshments Committee”.
As an example of the post-Vatican2 Era: We had a roast a while back—two entire hogs. The boys showed up at 2AM to start the charcoal etc. and cracked the First Beer around sunrise. By the time they served, after 10:30 Mass, they were pretty cheerful, and had named the two pigs “Jim and Tammy Fay”.
It is amazing how much less annoying the weather is when the only thing you have to venture outside for is to feed the critters.
OINK, Doggie spar? what the fuck is that?
I think we only got 15 inches or snow here. I’m amazed at how quickly they got the snowplows out, I figured I’d be safe leaving my car parked on the side street it’s on until after work today as they haven’t gotten that street plowed within 3 days of a big snow since I’ve lived here. Well, now I have a wall of snow around my car, which is why I keep a shovel around. It got me out of 2 days worth of class, which is nice, but I still had to go to work both days. It is a shame. They’re calling for mid 50’s early next week though, good ole midwest weather.
OINK what the , you got an indoor cat to?
OINK put away the big thigh lenth boots you next door neighbors might shoot you
QUAGMIER, shit OCMs getting flashbacks, the weather must be bad.
knights of colunbus, dont join ocm they stiched me up for £200 about $349.628, and said they would wash my dog for free,i thought it was a fishing club, the catch is you have to wear nothing but thigh lenth boots and make pig noises, strange guys, a oink oink
I have both indoor and outdoor cats. Each group prefers their status.
The Doggie Spa is a kennel where she gets the shampoo and manicure.
Slogging thru a quagmire beats driving to work.
An Irishman, in need, writes a letter to God asking for $50. The postman, thinking it was a child’s letter, opens it. Touched by the man’s simplicity, he brings the matter up before his Masonic Lodge—which votes to give the man $25. The postman then gets another letter addressed to God.
“Dear Lord, thank you for the money. But next time send it via the K of C. The fuggin’ Masons stole half of it.”
This is a cooool pet ocm, http://www.goyk.com/video.asp?path=663
Where I’m at it’s 42 degrees and cloudless, following 7 inches of snow night before last. The main roads are almost totally dry, and my driveway has a largish stream running down the middle of it.
OCM: Right. Here we get:
Cold air from Canada.
Warm, moist air from The Gulf.
From the West, you never know. Tornadoes sometimes.
Weather never(?) comes from the East.
What we have now, I’m grateful for.