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January 21, 2004

ATTENTION, SNEEZE PERVERTS!

We have just the site for you.

(Thanks to Claire Martin)

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Yes, and like bocce ball, which is more fun. Beer is involved.

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!!!!!!!

Or as I call it,

Tuesday.

*loves both Tony and Blogchik some of her hot tea* There, there. You'll be better in no time flat. :-)

Thanks for the link, El. I'll go read it now.

I've been thinking about trying to learn Hebrew again. The only problems are
1. Finding someone down here who speaks Hebrew well enough to teach it,
and
2. Finding textbooks and/or exercise books for me to work on. I'm a very visual person, so I prefer to learn by writing instead of speaking - at least at the beginning. I have problems repeating after a native speaker on a CD, for example.
*sigh* After catching up on the MB, I'll go see if I can find anywhere to study Hebrew down here. Somehow, I doubt it.

sly, "Tuesday WITH A VENGENCE!"

*goes to kick some Valentines .... just because*

*downloads hidden cam footage of DJT*
Ooooo. Nice sit spin.
*has a moment of alone time with self*
Muchhhh better.

G'morning Moaties. Happy Valentine's Day

Happy Valentine's Day!

Romantic love sucks (and no, not in the good way.) OK, there are a few exceptions; Jeff and Jackie come to mind, as do Mad and Weasel. And THEY make me very happy, because it is good to know that there can be real love.

In any case, I am appropriating Valentine’s Day from Cupid! I am declaring Valentine’s Day to be a day of platonic love: no mush and definitely nothing erotic. Yeah, I know it’s pretty hard to market that idea, especially considering the links Wolfie recently posted on her blog. However, too bad; I’m taking this opportunity to tell my friends and family that I love them.

So, boogers to Cupid/Eros and Venus/Aphrodite! But to my Moat Mates: I love you!

Love you too neo
*big hugs*

Happy Valentine's Day!

And a special big hug to all my fellow single Moaties {{Neo}}.
I'll cheer my (diet) Coke to you tonight - just before I do some ironing in front of TV (can you believe I have such great plans for V-day's evening?)

Last Saturday I went to a party and met a very short man (about my height or maybe less) with a highly irritating high-pitched voice, who had the guts to tell me at the end of the party - when everyone started to leave - that he had an indecent offer for me, which was that I should come to his place and sleep with him, and then he started caressing my arm
WTF????

My lower jaw hit the floor (we had barely spoken before that, I had been polite but never showed any interest in him the whole evening) and when I regained composure I said "No thanks", he asked "Why", I was too flabbergasted to know what to reply so I said "I'm just gonna go home" and then he chased me around the flat to get my number. I'm too weak and too afraid to hurt people's feelings so I gave him my email address. Of course I had a mail from him yesterday asking me out, but this time I had the courage to reply briefly "Thanks, but allow me to be as direct as you've been on Saturday: I'm not interested"

I really don't understand men... do they really think that women are going to fall for them if they display this kind of attitude? Because he striked me as someone a bit desperate to leave singledom, not the cool easygoing guy who just wants a bit of fun for the night.

/end of rant about men

Sly, ask any Canadian. LOTS of beer is involved in curling.

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Dear Sir,
I have but one question. Who in the hell told you I was born yesterday?
Cheers,
Lab

"You know what they say? If Dick Cheney comes out of his hole and shoots a man in the face, there'll be six more weeks of winter."

(According to Regis, Letterman said this last night, unless it was Leno, who did say that when the ambulance arrived they immediately put Cheney on the stretcher, from force of habit.)

I've been thinking about trying to learn Hebrew again.

MiK: as a kid I did go to Hebrew school for a number of years up to my bar mitzvah but don't remember much (if anything) now. Good luck with it.

Sly, Scott Hamilton's co-analyst is Sandra Bezic, former Canadian Olympian, choreographer and NBC commentator.

Thanks, neo. I must admit that I am not a really romantic kind of guy (though I've had my moments in my younger days). We have made dinner reservations for tonight.

I have never been a fan of these "made-for-Hallmark and florists" holidays (Secretarys Day, Grandmothers Day, etc.) but they are a part of our society, like them or not, so we ignore them at our peril, I'm afraid. Valentines Day is more for the newly dating or newly married (IMHO), though there are couples who seem to retain that lovey dovey, cutesy poo thing forever.

You know, Stepford Couples.

No really, it's nice if it's real (someone, maybe sly, said her parents are like that) but sometimes these things seem forced to me.

But then, I do tend to overanalyze things at times.

I really don't understand men... do they really think that women are going to fall for them if they display this kind of attitude? Because he striked me as someone a bit desperate to leave singledom, not the cool easygoing guy who just wants a bit of fun for the night.

Marie, ewwwwwwww! How sleazy. But I have read claims by some guys that say they do this all the time. If you ask 100 women you don't know to sleep with you (they say), even if 1 or 2 say yes you're ahead of the game! And if 50 slap you across the face it's worth it for the 1 or 2.

I guess that's along the lines of the country song about the girls all looking prettier at closing time. There are men and women who are just looking to be with someone, even if it is for just one night.

But your guy sounds totally icky.

Back to the Olympics: I hope anyone watching last night stayed until the end and caught that last Chinese pair. What incredible guts she had! To smash the crap out of her knee (I think that was the technical term Sandra Bezic used) and to come back and finish the routine and still finish with a silver medal would be the stuff of made-for-tv movies had she been American.

I went shopping for jeans for my almost-15 daughter this weekend. It's the biggest struggle - she likes low rise. I say the zipper must be at LEAST four inches long - and longer would be better. So anyway, fast forward to the dressing room. She comes out to show me how they look. Of course, she LOVES them and they are FINE.

Not convinced, I tell her to bend over. She looks surprised. I tell her again. She makes, oh, about a 20 deg. attempt. No, no, I say, BEND over. She goes to 25 deg. and her eyes say, "WHAT?! I am bending over!" No, no, I say, bend your Knees - Like This. (I'm showing her what I want.) She bends her knees about 10 deg. Okay, I say a little louder, SQUAT ... LIKE THIS. I hear some muffled giggling from the others in the dressing room. She obediently squats and YUP - butt-crack! And if I can see it, so can the boys when she sits down in class. "Put those back - they're too low," I say. "No, they're not," she protests. "I can see your butt-crack!" I say more loudly (which brings more giggling from the dressing room.)

It doesn't matter how much she pulls them up when she models them for me - The Squat Test tells (and shows) all. She rolls her eyes and goes back in the changing room to keep me from saying anything else.

Good for you, MOTW! *snork!*

MarieP, I agree with Jeff on the "icky."

Lab, my friend's boss went back and forth a few times with one of those guys and it turned out pretty hilarious... it has pictures in it so I'll try to get it up on my blog in a bit.

Hehehe, squat test. (WBAGNFARB)

anyways, while the morning reports are hung up in the printer waiting for someone elses to print, I have snuck in here to offer you all a Happy Valentine's Day Quickie.

Yup, that's right you get to be Cupid!!

[[[ ouch! ]]]

Alright, alright, I'm going to get the reports, sheesh.

Buggers.........

*waves good day*

*runs in hoping to leave the pink hearts and red velvet fluff behind her*

Good morning! It looks safe here in da moat... I think I'll hang out for a bit.
My office has exploded in pink hearts and red velvet teddy bears. I swear it looks like someone hosed this place down with pept0! It's bloody awful! They even decorated the frikin lobby downstairs at the security desk! :( I think v-day's cute and all, but seriously, must we put up decorations like it's a flippin kindergarten classroom (NTTAWWT).

Here's the story on the Chinese skaters.

Bravo, MOTW! These kids who think their parents were born yesterday have a thing or two to learn!

MOTW - *snork* If I have a daughter one day I'll remember to make her take the Butt-crack test! But maybe by then fashion will have changed and high-rise waistlines will be fashionable again (not sure I'd like that either....)

Jeff, you're right, statistically it might be worth it for a guy to be so blunt. Had it been a good-looking, self-confident guy who had asked I would not have been so surprised. I'd have thought "it must work often enough that it's worth the times it doesn't work". But that guy had "needy" and "unsuccessful with girls" written all over his face... so I couldn't help thinking "Is he asking because I look that needy myself?" and it pi$$ed me off! haha

*smooch Mr Fisher*

MarieP, I was in a similar situation while out with my friends a while back. Of course I started thinking the same thing "do I look that needy?!", to which my friends bought me a shot of vodka and said "NO! But men who have nothing, feel they have nothing to lose!"

Ok, the strange international business correspondence post is up on my blog.

*floats in*

HAPPY TUESDAY!

Here in su.so.ca. our heat wave has broken and the projected high today is only 68F! Get out the heavy coats!

MarieP - I love your e-mail answer to that creep. Well Done!
I can top you in Valentine's Day acitivites. At 2:30 I'm going to the dentist. Why do I think they will NOT be giving chocolates to patients that behave????
When I was there last week for the polishing part of my cleaning, the office was decorated like Di's - Why, I ask, why????

I watched the Pairs Skating - loved the Phantom of the Opera music.
I'd taped it so I also got to see Leno's monologue re VP shooting. It was good but not nearly as good as Jon Stewart who, along with his cast mates was mightily struggling not to crack up - hilarious!!!

I sent what IMO was a very funny headline re shooting into Dave. It won't get posted I know, so for the amusement of my beloved MOATies, here it is. Enjoy!

Lab, as I hit the button to post that bocce ball reference, I was thinking that beer was most likely involved with curling. When I think of curling, which is seldom, I just think of Olympics and there is very little drinking during competition there. (There is the Bode Miller exception)

Ack! MarieP! How creepy! When men like that ask "why" wouldn't it be nice to be able to reply to those kind of men, "Because you are a vile and loathesome little toad of a man and you insult me with your very presence."

I love the squat test, MOTW! My daughter (only 7) hates the feel of something around her waist, so she wears her pants too low. At 4 and 5, she could get away with it. But as she gets older, it is becoming a problem. Fortunately she has now rejected feminine clothes and she only wears really big, sloppy, untucked t-shirts; they cover a multidtude of sins.

*gropes Fisher on the way out* What?! It was a platonic grope!

Thanks Di. I'll try to convince myself you're right :-) (because I am needy, but I always thought I did a very good job pretending I'm not!!!)

Very funny headline El! I hope Dave will post it.

For MarieP to read only, all others may move along to the next comment:

Shhh...I'm needy too. I just put up a front that I'm not. ;) *smooch* Happy V-day dahling!

Did anyone else have a problem with the snowboard girls throwing gang signs at the camera after they did their performance?

And did you hear the announcer say she'd interviewed one of the girls who was born in 1989, and the only President she could remember in her lifetime was Clinton - eeekkkkk!

I feel it in my fingers, I feel it in my toes...The love that's all around me, And so the feeling grows...

I've had that stuck in my head since yesterday. Yes, I like the song...but enough is enough. I'm not one to just start singing, but I did on the way to work this morning. Several times.

MarieP...eeeeew!!!

MOTW...isn't shopping with your children fun? I just LOVE doing that. Not.

Valentines day. Or so I hear.

*hugs all the MOATies...my valentines*

And a Happy Valentine's Day to all!
Best Cheney line I've heard so far: Hmm, maybe those 4 deferments weren't such a bad idea after all!
Marie - everything you need to talk to icky men is probably included in MP and The Holy Grail (hamsters and elderberries)...

*bounces back into MOAT*

ANNOUNCEMENT:
I'm all hopped-up on SUGAR! WEEEEEEEE!
I was a bad girl.
Crashing will be ugly.

What's that? Chocolate? No thanks, I'm full on the bread crumbs...

The bossman just showed me the birthday book his daughter (she's a teacher)had her class make for him. (She teaches 9 year olds) It had lots of happy birthdays peppered with advice like..
watch out for your midlife crisis;
you don't get a party cause youre too old;
you need health insurance cause youre old and wrinkly;
dont hurt yourself you should retire cause you break things;
and my alltime favorite... you should go to a Mets game cause then your wife will leave you alone and you can drink beers.

But that guy had "needy" and "unsuccessful with girls" written all over his face... so I couldn't help thinking "Is he asking because I look that needy myself?" and it pi$$ed me off!

C'mon, Marie, anyone who has seen your picture knows better! Trust me, it was "end of the party, maybe she's drunk enough not to look too closely" syndrome!

Neo I wish I could have answered exactly that *snork*
But my first reaction was to be just embarassed for him and for his uncalled-for arrogance. I can't help projecting myself in people. I don't know how you call that but I can't help thinking "If I were in his shoes I would be ashamed I said that - and very hurt if someone told me I'm a vile toad" so I don't and I'm too nice.

I have to work on that, and I'm very proud I managed to send such a straightforward email because my first reaction was to write something like "so sorry I just got back with my Ex-BF this morning"

A friend recently told me that to get rid of her hairdresser who kept calling and asking her out, she told him she had just found out she was pregnant with her Ex's baby! He never called back after that...

Welcome back Jamester!

DDi *smooch* too (Hope you have a great romantic evening with Brian!)

Funny, Wolfie. I saw Dave Price on CBS this morning interviewing third and fourth graders about Valentines Day. He asked them what they'd like to do:

I'd like to be picked up in a limousine
A carriage ride would be nice

What would be your ideal date:
McDonald's
A trip to the Poconos

What to watch out for:
If you like a boy he could turn out to be icky ((like MarieP's "friend"))

They were really cute...and still innocent.

Leets, I want to hang out with your friend!

MarieP:

Empathy

AND -
Speaking of words, today's Yiddish Word, fittingly enough, is
Bubele
boo-beh-leh)
Sweetie Pie; little doll

MarieP, in situations like that, I always think of the French. Okay, not the *real* French, but the French as they exist in my mind. In my mind, when faced with a situation where a French person is embarrassed for someone else's actions, the Frenchman would say, "Oh, sir, I'm so embarrassed for you."

I know, it's kinda weird in my mind, but I rather enjoy it.

Remember grade school, when everyone was "going together". I tended (still do) to over-analyze everything, and I really didn't understand the whole concept. I remember asking a friend what it meant. There was no actual "going" anywhere involved. And "together" lasted, oh, about a week or so. All I got out of it was that there is some sitting side-by-side on the bus, perhaps some holding of hands, and some note passing. The note passing probably will end you in trouble. And the notes basically say, "Will you go with me? Check yes or no", followed by, "Hi. How's your day? Doesn't history suck?", and culminating in, "I'm breaking up with you so I can go with Shawn".

One girl tried to feel sorry for me on the bus one day because I wasn't going with anybody. Okay, she was really just trying to make me feel bad, and was being clever about it. I told her that I didn't want to go with anybody because it was stupid and meaningless. She asserted that I was just saying that because I didn't have a girlfriend. She had no reply, though, when I said, "Next week, you and Shawn won't be going together anymore. I'll still be sitting here reading a book, though."

She didn't get it. I think it was the first time I was baffled at "girls".

jamester !!!!

*feeling he doesn't have anything to lose*

MarieP, what's your e-mail ad...nevermind

Lab I'll try that next time it happens, I'll say "Sir... I'm so embarassed for you right now" just to watch the look on his face hahaha!

Kibby you already have my e-mail address ;-)

ok I checked my email and the creepy guy wrote back. I don't know why, my email didn't call for a reply. Maybe he's insisting? Or calling me bad names? I don't dare to open it because I don't know if he'll get a "read receipt". Maybe I'll open it tomorrow...

*must work and forget about that creep*

Don't open it, Marie. You don't need to know what it says. I guarantee you won't like it. I have Outlook Express and I can go to messages and click on "block this sender", and it says OK, and would you like us to delete this so you don't have to look at it anymore? Yes.

Can you do that?

She didn't get it. I think it was the first time I was baffled at "girls".

And vice versa, Lab! :) But it's a great line, wasted on the "too young to get it". :)

I know MarieP. And I'll cheerish it.

Hey, Lab? What to buy an address?

kidding

MarieP - check your e-mail.

And please cut my doofus partner some slack - he's really very adorable, 99.9% of the time! :)

me too kidding

Just a note for today...my station mail is being a booger. For some reason, for the last several days, it's fine, up until the noon hour. Then it is terribly slow...and logs me out after hardly any time at all.

I can get requests there...it's just really slow. For today you can use the one on my name...well, you can use the station one, I just can't guarantee when I'll get the message.

I think the "Sir, I'm so embarrassed for you" line will be wasted on the "Too stupid to realize how crass he is" guy. He might just take it as you empathizing with his sorry a$$ and try to take it a step further!

As Jeff said - anyone who's seen a picture of MarieP (or, ahem, met her in person!) knows she's FAR TOO CUTE to be needy! However, she is too nice and needs to work on that ;-)

MarieP - I'd just tell him that since his proposal, you've decided to turn lesbian. Yes, he pushed you over the edge, and no, there's no chance of a threesome. The trouble with the pregnant line is that it still might not dissuade the truly desperate. They might just take it as a sign they don't need to wear a condom!

Speaking of condom's... well, that's just a segue that I have no link for. Happy Valentine's Day, everyone!

Higgy, I've heard that telling a man you're a lesbian is a turn on - for them. And they take it as a challenge - true or false? :)

Guess today bringings out the "V" in Me!

*being patient re the Tuesday report on WCRE now that I know he's a paying customer*

blech (just kidding)

lttg on MarieP's 'friend', but i think that the problem is that somewhere ,sometime, that line actually worked for a guy , and that it's a part of mythology ever since...

{{{El}}} Atticus is really cute. Married, but cute. If only he'd actually come in to record in person...

And yes, apparently telling a man you're a lesbian is a turn on. A friend of mine...way back when...he (who is now apparently a she, NTTAWWT) would get very jealous if he wasn't the center of attention. He would occasionally tell men that were hitting on me that I was a lesbian...obviously in an attempt to discourage them. It didn't work. I thought it was funny...these were not guys I was interested in anyway...and he ended up inadvertantly encouraging them.

Nice, Susan.

I lost a good (IMO) post. If anyone sees it, would you please post it for me? Thank you.

Basically I was asking Susan to play Goin' to the Chapel...for Mike and Mad.

Nice, Susan.

This was referring to the Elvis song, your post wasn't there at the time, but it's a nice story too. :)

ROFL Higgy! And thanks for the compliments (if only the funny/cute Parisian guys would think the same as you...:-))

El check your email

*yay, it's 6.15 I can go home!*

I forgot to tell you that an ex-coworker, American friend of mine I exchange emails with (she lives in Hamburg) told me last Friday that she was amazed how much my written English had improved over the past year! I was so very pleased I blushed (!), and I told her it was thanks to the Moat, so a big THANK YOU Moaties. Bye!

COOL!!

Happy Valentine's Day everyone, especially of course to my favorite beloved Mad Scientist! Sorry I'm never here, these crazy Nazis expect us to actually work on not footle* around on the net all day. Sheesh.


*is that a great word or what?

Thank you Susan!

*crawls briefly out of hiding spot*

The Good News - I had an actual comment conversation with His Daveness on the Assassin Spider thread.

The Bad News - I made a complete fool of myself.

*crawls back into hiding spot*

*hugs AN before she vanishes back into hiding*

MarieP; there's always giving them a fake phone number or fake e-mail.

When I'm at a dance, I have a policy; if a guy works up the nerve to ask me to dance, I will dance with him and not turn him down in front of everyone. So last year, I was at a dance and as I was leaving at the end of the evening, a guy walked up and asked me to dance. I believe they were playing either the last song or next to last. I told my friends to wait and went to dance with him. We had no sooner started than he asked me if I'd like to go home with him. I stopped and said "I can't believe you asked that." He said, "I didn't see you hook up with anyone in particular and thought you'd like to have sex tonight."

I turned on my heal and walked away. Apparently, he has a French cousin.

You know, nice thing about living over here is that Valentines Day ends 6 hours before it does for you.

(... didn't sound very cheerfull did it? sorry)

PIVO:30!

AN - don't hide, you should be proud. You had what perhaps was the longest dialogue anyone has had with Dave, on the MB at least -

I was following along. My favorite part was when you apologized for apologizing - Too Funny!!

GO, AUNT NANCY!

Since today is Valentine's Day, I decided to let the Hummer live another day.

Tomorrow, he may not be so lucky.

I HATE it when someone makes it necessary for me to be rude, and he brings that out in me. AND THEN DOESN'T GET IT!!!

"I'm eating. I will get this for you afterwards."

"I need it now for a 3:00 hearing."

"You had from 8:30 until 11:30; to ask me, but didn't. There is plenty of time after 12:30 for me to get it for you. When I have lunch is no surprise to you. Please respect that."

"I want it now."

"I want to eat now and I am going to. I'll talk to you at 12:30. Goodbye."

And he stood there.

I logged into my personal e-mail and started reading Valentine's wishes.

He finally left.

grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

Gahhhhhhhhh!!! I missed MarieP's appearance on the MOAT.
Classy response to the Pervert, MarieP. I wanted to tell you to not open the e-mail, but seeing how I am WAY too curious for my own good, in your shoes I would have opened it already. Be strong, Marie. Be strong!

I'm sorry for the earworm, Susan. I hope it didn't drive you too crazy today.

Non-mushy Valentine's Day update: no presents or surprises yet from Giant Frog. I actually asked him earlier if he was planning anything and he said no, perfectly seriously.
So yeah, we got into a little argument. I had to write an e-mail, per his request, on the things I'd like him to do today.
That totally kills Valentine's Day, doesn't it? I had such high hopes. *sigh*

So, where's the Valentine's Day Haters corner and is there room for me in it?
Wolfie, can you spare one of the nekkid guys in a thong in those links of yours on your blog?

*stands in solidarity with sly for the Right To Eat Lunch*

WTG, sly!

Note to Hummer: YOU'RE AN IDIOT!!

Has anyone heard from Brian B re whether or not P had to have surgery? He didn't get his new pics posted on his blog, so I was wondering if everything was OK....

though there are couples who seem to retain that lovey dovey, cutesy poo thing forever.

My parents are like that. 46 years and they're still all huggy and kissy. Ewwwww! I mean, they're my parents for crying out loud.

(Actually, I think it's really nice!)

To my moaties (I love you guys):
HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY TO EVERYONE!!!!!


Let me preface this with the fact that I have had my share of really bad, crappy, Valentine's Days.....

This isn't one of them. I got a dozen beautiful red roses delivered to my work this morning with a romantic note. *dreamy sigh*

I'm a happy girl this year.


Love you guys!


I have no idea why "Love you guys" showed up at the bottom of that last post. While it's true, I didn't type it. Yikes!!!!!!!

*Cue twilight zone music*

Of course I'm on a high so I could just be throwing love all around the place because I want my friends to be happy too!

*smooches & hugs to everyone*

wolfie - thanks for the hug!

El - thanks for the cheer! Glad I made you snork a little.

RE: Valentine's - around here it's more a holiday for the girls because they're both still in elementary school. Last night I made card boxes for both girls. Boo's had a wind-up music box installed it in, and Lou's had battery-operated lights installed in hers. They weren't difficult, and since I love my kids it was actually kinda fun. I also left cards on the table for Hubby, Lou and Boo to find at breakfast. Hubby's Valentine's "gift" to his girls is to pick up something for supper. Yay, no cooking!

Sly - you go, girl! Enjoy your lunch!

MarieP - LTTG, but I'm also in your corner. Sheesh, what a jackass that guy was!

{{{{Late Valentine Hugs to the MOATies}}}}

*shameless plug*
I just updated my blog. It's fuzzy.

Jackie says women should not have to lie to get rid of an unwanted suitor. She suggests:

"If I were interested in you, which I'm not, the way you spoke to me would not incline me to see you further."

Too subtle?

I turned on my heal and walked away. Apparently, he has a French cousin.

Sly, too incredible! Great story, and I loved everyone else's advice and suggestions.
But you did make one error (in my opinion) in this exchange:

"You had from 8:30 until 11:30; to ask me, but didn't. There is plenty of time after 12:30 for me to get it for you. When I have lunch is no surprise to you. Please respect that."

"I want it now."

"I want to eat now and I am going to. I'll talk to you at 12:30. Goodbye."

Correct response there was "bite me."

Sly: I read Jackie your story and she wants you to know that you're her hero.

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY EVERYONE!!!!!!!

The best part about V Day is that the good godiva chocolate is 1/2 price the next day at Barnes & Noble. That is my Holiday tradition. To buy 1/2 price Godiva and a good book.

My sister and I are/were both fairly antiValentines so every year we buy valentines day cards and then "alter" them into presidents day cards as a joke. It is kinda funny.

Correct response there was "bite me."

Oddly, I find this the correct response in a whole lotta situations.

Sly...yes...you should have the right to eat lunch. He had plenty of time before then...and even after lunch.

The playlist...

Tuesday 2-14-06 All Request Lunch Hour-Valentines day
News
Tec Report
“Unchained Melody” Righteous Brothers
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“Cupid” Sam Cooke---Jackie
“Can’t Help Falling In Love” Elvis Presley
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“Love Is All Around” Wet Wet Wet---MiK
“Islands In The Stream” Kenny Rogers/ Dolly Parton---Vicky
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“Chapel Of Love” Dixie Cups---For Mike and Mad, from El
“Game Of Love” Mindbenders---Jeff
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“Still Crazy After All These Years” Paul Simon---Eleanor
“Amazed” Lonestar
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“Your Song” Elton John
“She’s Always a Woman” Billy Joel
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“Old Love” Linda Allen---Blue Meanie
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“Love Stinks” J. Geils Band


I have read claims by some guys that say they do this all the time. If you ask 100 women you don't know to sleep with you (they say), even if 1 or 2 say yes you're ahead of the game! And if 50 slap you across the face it's worth it for the 1 or 2.

Sounds a lot like the philosophy that motivates those soulless, blood-siphoning, lower-down-than restroom floor slime sp@mmer-crapweasels.

Many thanks, Susan. Hope those who caught the reference got a chuckle.

To all you MOATIEs who are into it, Happy Valentine's Day; to all who are not, Happy Tuesday.

I have an odd V-Day this year. My wife is attending a conference this evening, but my 7 and 11 year old daughters wanted to have a special evening anyway, and we agreed that my younger one could invite her classmate and her family (who we are friends with) for a fun dinner. Result - my daughter's friend is coming with her brother and mother, but not her father because he is working. So I am spending Valentine's evening without my wife, but with my daughters and some other guy's wife and kids!

(And, yes, my wife and I will be doing a time-shifted Valentine's dinner of our own this weekend.)

BTW, there are now 2 young critters from the UK over on the main blog (see the "Glad To See Me" thread). I think we need to pretend they aren't there.

Blue Meanie...I had already heard it, knew it was there...and still nearly hurt myself snorking when I heard it. I like the song too...

I am doing absolutly nothing for Valentines day. I have a meeting after work. I'll pick up something small and Valentinish for my parents and daughter...just cause I always do...and that's it.

I do live an exciting life.

I'm going to the dentist, Susan. Want to trade places? :)

Have fun, Blue! *wink*
kidding

El, I get to go to the dentist next week. This would be the appointment that I put off in December...then the dentists office rescheduled, then I had to reschedule again. It seems very possible that I won't go next week either, at least the way things are going.

Of course, it's just a routine cleaning and checkup, so it's not urgent or anything.

Brian B is here, but absolutely buried.

My buddy, the infamous D-O-C started working here yesterday, so I've been training him.

Mrs. B left the hospital yesterday rather unsatisfied. After being detected, injected, infected, rejected, and neglected (thanks Arlo!) she was told and I paraphrase, 'You don't have appendicitis, but we don't know what's wrong with you. o home, drink plenty of fluid and rest. If that doesn't help, come back.'. WTF?

Anyway, the anti-nausea medication they gave her made her very tired, so after I got home, fed the C-man, played with the C-man, and put the C-man to bed, I made dinner for us and she went to bed shortly after 9:30. By that time, I was much too tired to blog. Sorry about that.

I've been in a pretty antisocial mood the last couple weeks. So, I was pretty happy when P said she didn't want to do anything big for V-day. She works until 8:00 on Tuesdays, so after I get home, feed the C-man, play with the C-man (notice a pattern here?), and put the C-man to bed, I'll probably just make us some dinner and tackle a parfait before watching some of the shows we have DVR'ed.

If I get really motivated, I may stop by the store to get P a little something. Maybe some Graeter's ice cream.

For those of you who have never had the privelige...privilege....er.....honor of having Graeter's ice cream, I can assure you that it may very well be the best ice cream on the planet. My compatriot, Mr. Specimen will probably confirm this.

We have relatives that come in from out of town and buy quarts and quarts of it, pack it in dry ice and ship it back to their respective homes.

Anyway, if I start feeling motivated or a little more social, I'll try to get soem new pics and/or stories up on the blog. To be quite honest, it will probably be Wednesday night at the earliest as I will be way too "elevated" this evening.

Happy V-day moaties.

Brian, I've taken that anti-nausea medication. It can also be used as a sleeping pill, IMO. I hope she recovers, and I'll continue to be patient re new CMB pics. :)

Graeter's ice cream........ Let the church say, AMEN!!!

When I worked at the trial site in Wheeling, WV; one of the other lawfirms was from Cincy. They would occasionally bring us a shipment of Graeters that they had packed in dry ice.

sly.- good for you. Lunch is sacred. This is why I never eat at my desk.

Hummer reminds me of my boss. During Christmas break he e-mails us and says "Your annual reports (which determine if and how much our raises will be) were due yesterday January 4, you can have another week for them. We turn'em in and as of 2/14, he still hasn't read them.

Sounds a lot like the philosophy that motivates those soulless, blood-siphoning, lower-down-than restroom floor slime sp@mmer-crapweasels.

Bis, it is indeed a very similar mindset.

For those of you who have never had the privelige...privilege....er.....honor of having Graeter's ice cream, I can assure you that it may very well be the best ice cream on the planet. My compatriot, Mr. Specimen will probably confirm this.

We have relatives that come in from out of town and buy quarts and quarts of it, pack it in dry ice and ship it back to their respective homes.

Brian, I think I'm going to have to reserve judgment on this until you pack up a couple of quarts and send it down here. I promise to give you my unbiased review.


*drooling*

Ice cream? Real ice cream? You mean the kind that melts instead of just turns into foamy mush?

Mmmmmmmm. Yummy.

I'm officially anti-valentines day. I tried to nice about this dumb day for as long as I could, and not, at 3:30 CST, I have reached my limit.

*runs around screaming*
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! I HATE CUPID!!!!!!!!!!!AHHHHHHHHHHH!

I feel better. Thank you.

Sly, where was the rudeness? I think you were very polite to the idiot who interrupted your lunch. Unless of course, there were accompanying hand gestures which you didn't tell us about.

For the record, I'm not anti-Valentine's day. I think it's a great holiday, and I buy into it totally. I got my kids chocolates and stuffed anilmals. I'm not anti-Valentine's Day; I'm just anti-love. :P

That should have been a now instead of a not, and a be should have fallen before the nice.

*sigh*

Wow the original posted link for this MOAT is freaking insane.

I requested a night alone for v day. I can eat sgettio's out of a can in the kitchen and play virtual pool all night. In my jammies even. I can even pick my nose if I so desire without having to hide in the loo to do it.
*sighs*
I'mma happy wolfie.
Not romantic, but it works for me. No stress on STBMW either. I think he appreciated it.

Tomorrow I will de-valentines my office. Enough pink and red to make the bossman cringe. TeeHee.

Everyone should be allowed to eat spaghettios out of the can in their pajamas.

Happy Valentines Day, Moaties!

(i'm waiting for the kiddos to get out of school, then we're off..)

Hugs to all:)
Love you guys!

I will be wearing my duckie slippers too. The ones that quack when you squeeze a wing. The full body ducks that look forward, not up. There's nothing worse than looking down at character festooned feet only to realize your (not you're) slippers are staring up your nightie.
Me snarfin up sgettios out of the can is a sight STBMW will not see until we are married and he can't run away screaming in horror at the cretin he married.
Bwuahahaha

Yes, I know it's hard to believe I'm a grownup.
Wanna come over and have sgettio's with me Crash? You can even bring that friend of yours that I licked ages ago. I did lick her out loud didn't I? It wasn't just another haluc... erm.. daydream?

*perks up*

wolfie! You just reminded me! I bought a can of beefar0ni last week while grocery shopping! MMMmmmmmmmm. I know what I'm having for dinner tonight!

*does happy dance*

Graeter's is online and has it's own online store

It's way more expensive than it is here in the city because they send it next day UPS in dry ice, but it is soooo worth it if the extra cash is available.

I highly recommend the black raspberry chip. There are chips in there that could have sunk the Titanic.

I humbly submit that it is the best thing you will ever put in your mouth.

Yes, that was meant to sound exactly as it reads.

Thanks for the patience, El. I've been getting lots of impatient comments from some of my friends. I need to get something up there soon. Even if it's just a new movie quote.

Well, time to get this V-day started. I think I'll go over to Graeter's and get a couple pints of ice cream and some truffles for P.

Me too Di!

I'll stop and buy some after I leave the - UGH - dentist. Sounds delish!!

I guess wolfie knew I had a meeting tonight...so no spagettios in my jammies tonight. *sob*

I will splurge (kinda) on supper though. I got a gift certificate last week for Mayflower Seafood...so I'm getting the big combo...flounder, a crab patty, popcorn shrimp, oysters...fries or a baked potato...

I have had Graeters, and I proclaim it to be the second-best ice cream on the planet.

Next to Herrell's.

But who's counting?

Not having had either of those, I'd like to toss this into the ring for consideration.

To MOATies in happy relationships: Happy Valentine's day, everyone! Have some high-calorie tokens of affection *throws pink hersheys kisses into the crowd*

To MOATies in the single/bitter/recovering category: Valentine's day is a crock of bulls**t! It's just a scam by Hallmark and Russel Stover and the florist mafia. Strike a blow against corporate love-pushing by wearing black and staying in tonight!

For anyone who just wants a laugh, check out these mock Star Wars valentines:

http://www.somethingawful.com/articles.php?a=3574


Wurm - too funny!

I admire anyone who can eat canned pasta in any form. About the only canned pasta I can stand to eat is chicken noodle soup.

*bows low before the canned pasta eaters*

BTW - This is gonna sound like a really stupid question, but I haven't been on the blog that long. So...what is a parfait? Is it something other than the layered dessert thingy?

Thank you.

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