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August 31, 2003

A MEDICAL ISSUE EVERYBODY NEEDS TO THINK MORE ABOUT

Male nipple reduction: Before you do it, get the facts.

(Thanks again to Mike Zlotnick)

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The playlist for today...

Thursday 9-29-05 All Request Lunch Hour
News
“American Pie” Don McLean
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“Seven Bridges Road” Eagles
“Good Vibrations” Beach Boys
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“Rock On” David Essex (Hee hee, I said sex!)
“Centerfield” John Fogerty---Jeff
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“Don’t Bring Me Down” ELO
“You Make Lovin’ Fun” Fleetwood Mac
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“More Than Words” Extreme
“Fool (If You Think It’s Over)” Chris Rea
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“Tainted Love” Soft Cell
“Smooth” Santana and Rob Thomas


We now have called Dexit here in Canada. Maybe you have it too? It's essentially a card you fill up with cash and you can swipe it at selected places that have dexit. I didn't bother with it since these places all take debit and at least I don't have to stop and refill my bank account. Unless you count working for a living....

SN: a lot of colleges and universities have something like that; declining balance cards that are used at the lunch rooms and book stores, etc. At both of the universities where my daughters attend, they are incorporated into their student ID cards.

STores have gift cards based on the same premise.

Yeah, we have it at universities, but this is for general merchants. The only place you can find it is in Toronto right now. Starbucks, Hallmark etc, etc. I just don't see why I would buy the card (yes, you have to buy it) then refill it regularly at certain locations only when I can use my debit card instead. Where's the motivation??

Yeah, we have it at universities, but this is for general merchants. The only place you can find it is in Toronto right now. Starbucks, Hallmark etc, etc. I just don't see why I would buy the card (yes, you have to buy it) then refill it regularly at certain locations only when I can use my debit card instead. Where's the motivation??

Yeah, we have it at universities, but this is for general merchants. The only place you can find it is in Toronto right now. Starbucks, Hallmark etc, etc. I just don't see why I would buy the card (yes, you have to buy it) then refill it regularly at certain locations only when I can use my debit card instead. Where's the motivation??

Jeff - Cash
Mr. MOTW and I get a certain amount of cash (an 'allowance', if you will) every payday (2 wks). He gets more since he eats out every day. I get about $60. It is usually spent paying the kids' allowance when they do their chores, buying the occasional school lunch (they're allowed 1/week), a gallon of milk, etc. I use checks for the rest, mostly. Have some charge cards and one credit card. Pay them all off faithfully.

My mother, who was born 1935, is of the 'don't trust bank' mentality. She keeps large amounts of cash hidden in her cluttered/crowded apartment.

I think the hoarders we read about are those affected by the Depression, directly or indirectly. Some hoard the oddest things, sometimes related to whatever they lacked when they were younger.

My father is a Shopper is a capital S. And I often joke that my middle name is Clearance. Dad was out of our lives for a while and when my kids finally got to know him over a holiday vacation, they kept saying, "NOW we know where you get it, Mom! He shows off bargains worse than you."

Whoops! I swear I only hit post once! My system is possessed. Demonic possession man! Could also be related to the crows.

I saw a TV interview with a pack rat/hoarder once (you couldn't walk through her apartment) and the interviewer picked up a small receipt that was several years old from a convenience store for a soda or something and asked her why it was necessary to keep it - her reply:
How would I remember the day if I didn't have that?
Bizarre.

Jeff,
My bank has a "fast cash" option on the ATM that dispenses $40. I usually hit that once a week for various stuff, otherwise I use a debit card. Have some credit cards but they are put away for emergencies.

MOTW,
My dad was the same way with shopping, if there was a sale he would be there come hell or high water. He kept us loaded with paper towels and laundry detergent. He died 20 months ago and we still have laundry detergent he bought for us, albeit I am now buying the paper towels.

I found a container of mustard with an expiration year of 1996 in the refrigerator here at work recently...

I know; that's not hoarding. I just wanted to say that.

And I threw it away, so I hope mustard doesn't get better with age.

Our favorite paranoid android posted this on his blog today:

I'm spending the year dead for tax reasons. Sorry for not telling you, but it's hard to blog from the beyond.

S.N. That's why I didn't comment on your multiple posts. I assumed it had something to do with the crows too.

They seem to be gone now. I hope they haven't gone off to reconnoiter (sp?) and then return in full fury!
OR the guy that's been using a jackhammer without a pause across the street could have make them leave - I wish I could!

Jackie got a Starbucks card as part of her retirement gift and does refill it for the convenience, not that she goes to Starbucks that often.

Since they got rid of subway tokens you need to get a MetroCard. If you spend $40 you get 4 free rides ($48 on your card for $40), so we generally do that, especially as we tend to take the $5 express bus on most trips into Manhattan. (And you get a free transfer from bus to subway or vice versa with the card, plus there's the convenience.)

The only INconvenience is remembering to carry all the cards with you!

My in-laws' closets were full of rolls of toilet paper, cans of tuna and the like. He'd happily spend $5 in gas to drive across town to say a nickel.

Jackie's favorite story along those lines concerns Entenmann's cakes. (If you don't have them where you are, they sell them in supermarkets and convenience stores. They have cakes, donuts, etc.)

Before they moved to Florida they used to drive to Troy Avenue (in a less than great section of Brooklyn) to buy "past their sell-by date" cakes to save money. Once in Florida they had to take a cake to someone's house and were forced to buy a full-price one. Later, my mother-in-law was raving to Jackie about how good it was. It seems that was the first time she ever ate one that was fresh!

My mom takes the cake when it comes to saving money. Uses old milk bags as sandwich bags, scraps out jars with spatulas to get every molecule of substance left in it, goes to the bread factory to get day old bread on sale.

Now that I'm an adult I cheerfully dispose of leftovers, toss those milk bags right in the trash and never finish my sandwich. I figure its my version of rebellion.

Continuing the above thought:

We've always treated ourselves pretty well. As I said, we don't own a house, we have no kids, and we never owned a new car (other than a 1971 VW Beetle). We do like to travel and see shows and concerts.

We have budgeted in the past, sometimes successfully. I used to keep daily track of how much we spent on everything, but Jackie was always of the I Love Lucy school of budgeting:

(This was some years ago.)
newspaper 25¢
milk 89¢
coffee 90¢
miscellaneous $27.00

I'd make her go through every hour of the day trying to remember where the money went and usually we got fairly close.

Happily, now we pretty much spend what we want to. As my in-laws proved, you can't take it with you.

My parents were both "depression kids". My dad was and my mom still is a pack-rat, they just found it hard to throw anything away if you could use it later (this includes newspaper articles, magazines, empty jars, plastic cups from fast food joints, etc).
I was brought up this way so I try to follow the 1 year rule - if you haven't used it in 1 year you don't need it. There are exceptions of course ( electric appliances, most books, things with sentimental value, tools, clothes, etc.), so we do an anual fall and spring cleaning to get rid of the accumulated junk (charities are a great place to unload the crap you don't want).

Jeff, I track our expenditures using Qu!cken, if I had to do it manually I would not do it - thank goodness for 'puters.

we have the cards you can put money on and use at the cafeteria, book store, even vending machines. we even get a 10% break in the cafeteria if we use our cards (geezer humor: the drink machines now have the instruction to 'please swipe card' which sounds like an intro to a life of crime to me...) I'm worried that the info. is being stored somewhere ("we're raising your health insurance because you're eating too much mac and cheese!")
I would rather work in a sex toy factory than be married to someone who did. After all day assembling (or, worse, testing) giant male organs with multiple speeds and features, I'm sure it would be disappointing.

we have the cards you can put money on and use at the cafeteria, book store, even vending machines. we even get a 10% break in the cafeteria if we use our cards (geezer humor: the drink machines now have the instruction to 'please swipe card' which sounds like an intro to a life of crime to me...) I'm worried that the info. is being stored somewhere ("we're raising your health insurance because you're eating too much mac and cheese!")
I would rather work in a sex toy factory than be married to someone who did. After all day assembling (or, worse, testing) giant male organs with multiple speeds and features, I'm sure it would be disappointing.

What's a milk bag?

I always thought "milk bags" were, well, not disposable.

Since Mom was such a pack rat, I turned out to be a neat freak. Then I married a pack rat. Now my husband has to watch me very, very carefully since otherwise I will invade his closet and spend a happy afternoon tossing out everything I haven't seen on him in the past 6 months. Along with everything else that I deem unnecessary to our household.

If anyone ever sees a well dressed business man rooting through a trash bin outside a house in southern Ontario, it is probably my fault for disposing of some pricelss, timeless, useless item that hubby wants to keep.

Tamara, I think it's something udder than what we think it is.

*ducks and runs*

After all day assembling (or, worse, testing) giant male organs with multiple speeds and features, I'm sure it would be disappointing.

*snork*

I think it depends on whose milk bags we're talking about. Pam Anderson disposes of hers and replaces them at will. Which leads us all back to the p*nis implantation thread over on Dave's blog.

About Milk Bags

Apparently, milk bags are simply not an American thing. Although I have a dim memory of being given bags of milk instead of cartons in one of my school cafeterias... maybe in California in the late eighties?

I was wondering about the milk bags, myself.

Didn't sound like anything I want to put a sandwich in.

My bad. Here's The WHOLE Milk Bag site

Milk bags are... pay close attention here... bags full of milk. Instead of cartons. If you buy 4L, you get 2 bags of milk. If you buy 2L, you get a carton of milk. Now getting the cow to squirt in the bags is tricky. That's why our cows went mad.

Litres work out to approximately 276893984.004983727 of whatever measurement you use down there. Give or take 276983984.004983727.

Don't bother to thank me, I consider it a public service to bring Canadian culture to my American neighbors.

SN said: Now getting the cow to squirt in the bags is tricky. That's why our cows went mad.

*SNORK!*

I'm guessing the driving force of keeping milk bags out of American school lunch rooms were the lunch room monitors.

Basically, for the same reason water balloons are banned.

...and not that it's that much easier to squirt into a carton.

Guess our cows just have hissy fits.

Name for the Day: Rich Rahtz
"Table for Rahtz, party of 100!"

At least the carton you can set on the ground whilst aiming. Holding the bag is tricky while doing their business is what finally pushed them over the edge.

Hmmm... that didn't make sense. Perhaps I have imbibed a little too much beef from Canadian cows.

Name for the Day: Rich Rahtz
"Table for Rahtz, party of 100!"

There's a chain of convenience stores in Minnesota and Wisconsin that carries milk in a bag. I miss Kwik Trip...

The milk was cheaper than anywhere else too.

Until I just heinzed I had never even heard of a milk bag in my entire life!!

I find the concept waaaay past bizarre and it's certainly NOT something we would EVER have here in su.so.ca.

But we do have drinkable yogurt in milk carton type cartons (and bottles), but frankly, I've never had the nerve to try one. I've bought several and left them in the fridge until several months past their expiration date and then said: Oh well, too late, better toss it!
And then the cycle begins again!

Mad: We're in the middle of a freakin' heat wave here - how about you?

I remember having milk in bags at summer camp 20 years ago

Eleanor, psst.... just to add to bizarre Canadian products, you should also put down poutine which are french fries with gravy and cheese curds; dulse which is dried seaweed (in Canada's defense, this is a Maritime traditional food and we've been eating a lot of mercury filled salmon out there); and ... hmmm... I think everything else is more or less the same.

Hiya folks!

Wolfie.. I'd rather manufacture guns, using my personal theory that what you deal with all day at work, you don't want to deal with socially afterwards (naprimer: lawyers/doctors getting asked for advice out of the office, people who work in fast food places but won't eat there [that may have soemthing to do with knowledge of what happens out the back!], phone operators that don't want to talk on the phone at the end of the day...). If I had to give up one thing to play with at home (or at a friend's place..) the guns would be the one.
On the list of things for your friend, have you already got the midget, two goats and some olive oil? (separately or together..)
a jar of Vegemite...
cough drops and a popsicle (with instructions if needed)
Their very own Art Casket (with or without bulletholes!)
chocolate (or flavour of choice) edible body paint
a whoopee cushion
a Rolf Harris CD

*stopping before I get too carried away..*

Sly.. maybe the guy at work was celebrating Christmas for the same reason that I saw department store workers putting up fake Christmas trees the other day. If you don't celebrate now, you'll regret it later, because by the time Dec 25th rolls around, you're thoroughly sick of all the commercialisation of the season.

Ummm I have the sales/bargain queen mentality. I get it from my mother. If I buy her somethin for her birthday/Christmas/Mother's Day and it's something that was on special, marked down or even clearance, I tell her, because she feels that what she has is more valuable becase I spent what I generally would on her, but I got something that was worth much more! If I see (at non-gift times) something she would want on sale/clearance, I'll buy it and phone her afterwards. I did this the other week. A local store was clearing out last year's Christmas stock (tags, tinsel etc), and I picked up 10 packets of Christmas stickers for her (diff sizes, diff prices, total $5.85 or thereabouts.) She was thrilled. Pleasing my mother is easy in that respect.

Day old bread should be okay.. unless it's day after its use-by date. That's different. I buy budget bread. Tastes the same as the others, regular price is less than 1/2 regular price for other brands. I don't care enough for it to make a difference to me.

We do have milk bags here in NZ, but not everywhere and only in 1L sizes. I think it would be really difficult to handle 2L squishing around. I don't buy them, though. While it's only me (and I only use the milk in coffee, unless I'm baking something..), I buy MeadowFresh Milk, usually the Calci Trim or Trim (depending what's available with the longest use-by date).. although in NZ, most people seem to refer to milk by the colour of the bottle it's sold in (regular milk is Blue, trim is Green and so on) I drink "Yellow" milk mostly!
SN.. if you're having trouble keeping the plastic bags under the cows, have you considered using one of those stands like grocery packers at the supermarket uses? That would hold the bag still.. you'd just have to position the cow over it. Should be no more difficult than getting them to stand over the cartons.

*apologises in advance if this double (or worse) posts.. the page froze just when I finished typing!*

SN.. one further thought...
Keep the cow at the end of the checkout, next to the grocery packer.. they could just milk it in completely fresh.. from Moo to You in a second or two!

Hmm... Lt. Woman, we could carry this further and have the checkout closer to the meat department so that after we milk it, we could just go ahead and slaughter it so your meat could be fresh too.

And if we tie in the gun section you could buy your gun, shoot the cow, then butcher it. AFTER you milk it though.

I'm guessing the driving force of keeping milk bags out of American school lunch rooms were the lunch room monitors.

Basically, for the same reason water balloons are banned.

LOL, Sly. As a kid I was a milk monitor (even then I was good with lists and math) and had to take those little cartons around and distribute them to little kids' classes.

As for the other, I remember a wise guy (this was in high school) throwing a partly opened pint of milk across the entire lunchroom, causing a near riot.

And speaking of high school, it suddenly struck me when El & Susan were having their Cheraw crime vs. population discussion yesterday:

Population of Cheraw: 5,000
Enrollment of my high school: 5,000

Which goes to prove something, but I don't know what.

SN: I never got the concept of cheese curds either.

although in NZ, most people seem to refer to milk by the colour of the bottle it's sold in (regular milk is Blue, trim is Green and so on) I drink "Yellow" milk mostly!

We have that to some extent, Kaf, and we get the pink (1% fat, as opposed to 0% or 2% or "whole milk" which is 3 or 4%). But we only use milk in cereal or coffee (Jackie).

Here's a milk fact from the geezer files: when we were kids they had milk machines in many apartment buildings, next to the cigarette machines! For 26 or 27 cents (quarter and one or two pennies) you could get a quart of milk when the stores were closed or you didn't want to walk all the way to the corner. (We lived in a two family house but the apartment building across the street had the machine.)

Crap the MOAT ate my post.
Vending machines used to take pennies?
What is the world coming to?

Meat packing.... hehe

Speaking of Interesting International Products:
This energy drink is a real kick in the pants.

And if we opened a tannery section at the supermarket, you could do all the milk and beef stuff at the beginning of your shop .. send it to the tannery and come back at the end of your excursion to a lovely leather jacket, pants or set of bondage style underthings, with only one small flaw!

S.Moo (I like the new name!)
At a food drive-in (am I dating myself?) near the girls boarding school I went to in high school, they served french fries in chicken gravy! It's still the best food Ive ever eaten - but there were no cheese curds. Is that like cottage cheese?

With a healthy dosing of Tibetan Goji Berry, Asian Cordyceps, B-Vitamins, Green Tea, Yerba Mate, Ginseng, Ginkgo Biloba, Guarana, and Policosanols...

*vomits copiously*

Fresh squeezed cherry juice or not.. I just can't see that staying down. I wonder if it has a kick while on reverse thrust?

Features:
100% Pure Steven Seagal Juice

That is just WRONG!

My friend who sent me there, said:
"Steven Seagal's very own energy drink. Be the first to taste his juices!"


AAAAAAARRRRLLLLLLGH
I think I uh, oh, *shudder* ICK.

For non-northerers/dairy-staters:

Cheese curds

REAL cheese curds

note the presence of deep-fried breading in the second picture... yum!

Sees Bismuth's offer and Counters.

You know Bis, pretty much anything that is breaded and deep-fried tastes pretty good....:)

even Tibetan goji berries?

more cheese curds - I love the quote at the top of the page!

Glad to see people still around. I thought I'd killed the blog for a moment or two there...

Question for the dietetically minded.. or the helath conscious.. do you lose enough calories in the walk to the pantry to justify the calories you gain eating peanut butter straight from the jar? I'm hoping so, because I'm really in the mood for peanut butter. Nothing else, just peanut butter.

insom - I guess I'd have to ask Richard Gere about that. I don't think we have them here in su.so.ca.

Mars Bars are good battered and deep fried. Or so I've heard. My parents used to make them back when they owned a burger bar.

Crash, I tried some of those conch fritters whilst in the Caribbean. They were good, but not nearly as unhealthy...

Crash, welcome back.

Steven Seagal is Asian now? Whodathunkit? Well, I'm still not drinking any of his juices.

For which Mad is eternally grateful

1.9 servings per can?

*pop* *drinks 1 serving* Ah, that hit the spot! I better put the rest of this away so I can engage in serious mortal combat.

*beats people up*

I could sure go for another serving of Steven Seagal's Asian Experience. Ah, right, I left some in the fridge. *glug glug* Dammit, I'm still just a teeny bit thirsty.

For which Mad is eternally grateful

Posted by: Lt. Woman | 06:40 PM on September 29, 2005

*snork*

El - pretty damn hot up here too, but I am in an AC lab all day so I don't notice until I go home and no AC. But Mike has AC so you know...

Wesel can I borrow your window unit?

Hee Hee I said Weasel unit. (WBAGNFARB)

eek.

something tequila-ish

*is just about bursting at the seams*

I have several things I've sent to judi recently. If they're not blogged by tonight, I'm posting them on my blog. Maybe they're not funny enough for his Daveness, but they passed my test.

Oooh, teeny glasses of ice water!

*glug glug glug glug*

PTHSHSHHPTHTPTHTHTPRRAAAYYY!!! *passes out*

*gives weasel mouth to mouth*

*zips in*

Steven Seagal is Jewish too, along with whatever else he is.
/end pop culture trivia

*zips out*

Gonna post a little something here. I was going to put it on my blog, but apparently blogger is down for an hour for maintenance.

Now, I know I'm very blessed to still have both my parents living. But there are some aspects of their behaviour that I, quite frankly, find puzzling. This post only deals with one of those aspects, and is basically a rehash of several conversations about this with my sister and brother, (individually and together), and we are still, quite frankly, baffled by the way it happens. I'm just going to tell it from my perspective though.

I know my parents love me. They've proved it countless ways over the last 31 years and change. But their individual approaches in showing love to their children are quite different. Mum likes to say it regularly. Often, even. Every phone conversation ends with some variation of "I love you" as does any personal visit. She shows it in plenty of other ways, too.
I tend to follow this model of "loving", as I believe the worst thing in the world would be to lose someone you loved and realise that you weren't sure of the last time you told them how much they meant to you.

Dad is a whole different animal, though. He shows it in what he does, and little things like calling me to tell me something I would like to watch is on TV in case it bypassed my radar, and 5 minutes ago, he phoned to say he was taking a couple of their foster kids to play in the park around the road from my place, and if I wanted to, I could join them there. (Translation: Please come, but I don't want to hear you say no, so I'm not asking directly.) He rarely says what he's feeling, and if you say "I love you" he generally doesn't reciprocate. However, every so often (always in a phone conversation) he'll say "I love you" then just hang up before you can reply, leaving you totally gobsmacked.

K (my sister) asked him about this once. He said it was because he didn't want us to say it back to him just because he had said it, so he drops them in the conversation like a stealth bomb and then hangs up (my words not his..). Usually my Dad is blunt and to the point, and if you don't like it, then tough bickies. He loves his family so much, I think it's almost too much for him sometimes. My brother (D) is like that too, although, you'd never guess it to talk to him.

I think D summed it up best in a recent converstion (don't ask me how the subject came up) when he said "Dad always gets it wrong, says the wrong thing in the wrong place at the wrong time, until it really counts. Then he gets it exactly right, every single time. He's like some sort of idiot savant."

Comments, discussion and so forth would be appreciated.

*goes for a walk to the park to find Dad.*

Lt - sounds like a great family to have!

Is Steven Seagal's juice really 2.99 a can ????? You could get a lot of just plain caffeine for that! Like a 6-pack of Coca-Cola or 1 tanker truck of Sam's Choice.

A joke from my Dad: Donald Rumsfeld gives the Cabinet the daily briefing on Iraq.

Rumsfeld: As a result of insurgent activity, three Brazilian soldiers were killed...

This news deeply affects the President, he puts his head and starts moaning,"Oh, my God..."

Concerned, Rumsfeld asks,"Mr. President, are you alright?"

The Pres. says,"I'll be fine. Exactly how many is a brazillion anyway?"

Lt. ma'am : if either of my parents said 'I love you' I would know something was horribly wrong.

*looks around for Moaties*

I didn't mean to kill the mood!.. next time I'll just wait for Blogger to recover... I promise!

Had a nice time at the park with Dad. Mostly supervising kids on the flying fox.

He did get a text message from Mum while I was there. She went to a bakery that specialises in gluten free food (they have two foster kids with allergies) and when she came out there was an angry guy came running at her and yelling. Claimed she didn't signal early enough when she went into the bakery parking lot and caused a 3 car fender bender. Everyone's fine.. just a little car damage, and this guy seems to be ignoring the fact that the person following (i.e. the person behind him, not the person in front of him) is legally responsible for a traffic accident, but Mum still has to wait for the police to arrive so she can get it all cleared up. Fortunately, we have the ACC Act in NZ, so Mum won't face any lawsuits over costs or responsibility, and insurance will pay for anything else.

LOL insom.. funny!

I know I'm very lucky to have the parents that I do.
*Aside* I always knew when Mum or Dad wanted me to do something for them, because they wouldn't use my name.. I'd be "Sweetie.." "Honey.." "Darling.." "My angel.." - so I get a bit suspicious around those!
And then there were the unexpected things "Would you like a cup of coffee?" "Oh good.. and while you're up could you make me one as well?"

BREAKING NEWS

They released Judith Miller from jail. She's the NYTimes reporter who wouldn't divulge her source for a story she did NOT write. After 86 days in jail, the source came forward and released her from the confidentiality.

The Philadelphia Inquirer is reporting that the source is someone named Scooter Libby (!), who is VP Cheney's Chief of Staff.

Kaf - I posted my breaking news before I heinzed.

I think your mom and dad sound like they balance each other out in a very good way in regard to their kids! You're lucky to still have them, and it sounds like you're a pretty good daughter too! :)

Insom...the point of drinking the concentrated caffeine, as opposed to the tanker of Sam's Choice, is that sometimes you don't want to have to pee that badly.

ha! Brazilian!

I'll take my caffeine IV, please. No peeing, no fuss, no mess. Just absorbed straight into the bloodstream.

El.. YAY!

It's good that someone has the courage of their conviction and the ability to stand up for it.

Nights like this I am ever so delighted that I picked broadcasting as a career. 8 tries...not even adlibbing the part of news I'm trying to record...it's written out neatly in front of me and I cannot seem to read it without flubbing the entire thing.

I really really want to throw things right now. I'm not going to. There is nothing in this building that would be satisfying enough to throw that wouldn't break and be either wildly expensive to repair/replace, a huge mess to clean up, or both...so I will not be throwing things. I will even refrain from slamming a door...but it won't be easy.

*sigh*

Thank you for letting me share. I will go try again.

On the plus side, I have not *knock on wood* gotten one of my wildly vicious coughing spells to make things even more fun.

On another plus side, the recording program I am using allows me to save the good parts, and edit out the massive mistakes, rather than having to do the entire thing all over for a mistake at 3 minutes into it.

**another sigh**

This has helped. Thank you again.

Susan.... go and read the latest post on Polly's blog.. have a good laugh and get back to what you were doing - you'll feel better for it. Skip the two reaally long post replies (sp@mmish) and read the other replies. I was on hold with a govt department while reading this. I have NO idea what they think of me now!

Yes Kaf, wasn't that one guy (?) on Polly's blog an idiot - I didn't even read much of it but there sh ould be a rule against long comments - sheesh! Get your own blog.

Kaf...thank you for the suggestion. I read those earlier in fact...including the very very lengthy bathroom sagas.

I never had to count the squares...of course I used Scott tissue, not one of the floofy, poofy ones like Charmin that could do some serious clogging.

I finally got the news recorded. Part of the problem is a little scratch or something on the side of my tongue...I can't find any rough spots on my teeth, but I get these now and then. They hurt in a really annoying way, especially when I'm talking. Then while I try to record, it feels like my tongue is swollen up and I'm talking with a mouth full of mush...and since I have a hard enough time listening to myself, when I feel like that I REALLY hate everything I record. It's not helped by the fact that I'm prone to stumble over simple words at times like that.

But all is done. Uploaded into the proper computer. And I can now go take a long shower and go to bed.

Although I just remembered...I had a raincheck from Jamester, in a tux, for a dance Tuesday night...and I never claimed that. *sigh* Looks like I won't tonight, either. *perks up* Well, then, I have that to look forward to!

Susan,

Second-hand stores often have obsolete electronics for very cheap. They are exquisitely suitable for smashing...

For future reference.

I don't know about Second Hands there Bis, but I do know that I have on sale for today and today only!

Three Knees!!!

Yes, that's right folks three, count 'em three, three complete knees!

I got my left knee

I got my right knee

and I got my Wee knee!

(Ok, so it's not really that wee)

G'NIGHT MOATIES!

Fish - I've got those plus two kid-knees...

Question: "Scooter?"

He loves his family so much, I think it's almost too much for him sometimes. - Lt. Woman

I think I know how he feels too.

Hey Crash, good to see you back and thanks for the conch fritters pics. We had them several times last winter in the Keys. Yum yum yum.

Kaf, that's just not a question most of us ask:

"Where can I get a Cheese Curd?"

And funny you should mention peanut butter. You must have beamed your signal into my brain because when I woke up this morning it suddenly hit me - no eggs today, I want peanut butter!

He's like some sort of idiot savant.

Great, Kaf! Sounds a lot like Jackie's late father. He was infuriating is many ways and had a deliberately brusque personality for the most part. There were tons of stories about his cheapness but if you needed something he was always the one you could count on.

Steven Seagal is Jewish too, along with whatever else he is.

(*shh, Eleanor, this isn't something we brag about.*)

Lt. ma'am : if either of my parents said 'I love you' I would know something was horribly wrong.

insom: I know what you mean. One of my sisters says 'I love you' a lot but as a rule we're not a "lovey" kind of family.

Kaf, here's my further comment: I think you've got a really nice (if eccentric family) and I'm sure they know how you feel about them. Wasn't your father the one who told Don Henley he thought his music sucked?

And then there were the unexpected things "Would you like a cup of coffee?" "Oh good.. and while you're up could you make me one as well?"

My mother is worse than that, Kaf. The one that drives Jackie insane is "Would you like to make a salad?" or "Would you like to set the table?"

Of course when she asks me that I always say "No."

Next line: "Set the table."
Me: "So why did you ask if I'd like to do it?"

Even at this age I can't help but enjoy baiting her.

Moaties, if I'm making STBX pay 50% of every munchkin-related expense, and if he & I make nearly the same amount annually, what on earth is child support for?

I'm thinking I don't need it.

How are you going to split (determine) the commonly purchased items such as food, rent, trash, water, gas, etc? There are things you purchase which, for costs savings, you buy in volume rather than itemized.

Child support is for that.

*provided by someone that paid child support for a number of years*

However you DO want to agree who's going to get the IRS deduction! And for how long (IF you split the time).

Oh, and Child Support is non-taxable income. (I think!)

STBX has the munchkin 2-3 nights a week, and most all of our expenses are even. We've been living separately for 7 months now, so this is documented. I have sole custody, so I get the tax deduction. He pays for her health insurance. Everything else is split evenly.

...so I get the tax deduction.

Still, have it in the agreement. There's nothing stopping him from claiming her on the 1040 and you'll need to prove your deduction in any audits that pick up on both claiming the same munchkin.

Remember, agreements are for when things go wrong, not for when they go right.

Alimony is for evening your income while Child Support is for his legal share of raising said munchkin. Just make sure you don't short change her. You don't need to gouge (kibby doesn't support gouging).

But it's your call.

I second the kibster; you can't both claim the deduction, my Mrs. ' ex-husband claimed the deductions for both of her kids, though he wasn't even allowed visitation rights, not surprisingly both of them were audited, the IRS straightened it out, but it was very stressful.

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