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May 30, 2006

FLORIDA TASER UPDATE

Perhaps this officer could benefit from the previous item.

(Thanks to Jessica R.)

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*Peeks in*

Hee hee...El said "Hee hee"

Hee hee, S-Girl and El and Sharon all said I was a hunk.

...What?? Haven't you ever "read between the lines"? Oh, fine, never mind.

*Eye roll*
OWWWW!!

Good morning pervs and pervettes. For your information, my warm fuzzy black sweater is something like this, only black. I never wear it outside the house because it looks hideous on me, but it is the coziest piece of clothing I own, and the heat vents in our exceedingly old house don't extend to my bedroom, so it's pretty cold in here come wintertime.

*pounces on everybody*

*dashes off to forage for food*

Hee, hee

Sharon said "peeks", which is only 2 letters away from her favorite word.
*giggles*

"Keepers" is Sharon's favorite word? Hmmm, who'd thunk....

sheesh

Hee hee, El said SMACK!

*Goes out for icepack*

Blue~ Keep both eyes on the road!

But not literally; that would only aggravate your condition.

{{{Blue}}}

Is the eye better today?

Yes, considerably better. Just need to keep it from getting infected.

(((Bumble))). Thanks.

Favorite word, hmmmm??

Pooks? Parks? Perts? Porks?

pssst...El...those are all good, but I know the one you mean! ;)

(hee hee...I said "porks")

Oh, and {{BLUE!!}} Glad you're feeling better!

But your eye isn't quite back yet, or you would have been able to read the entire coded message between the lines: "Blue sure is a-hunkering down and being good about resting his eye!"

Sorry, bud.

Just need to keep it from getting infected.

Will this work? ;-)

I found an Axe commercial. yeah Axe does promote a Sexist view.

I also learned that if you have your fingers wrong on the keyboard you spell Fred instead of href.

*very sneakily waves to all kilties*

*smooches em, too*

back to work!

*misses sg*

....but next time her aim will be better.

And who is this "em"?? And why are you smooching her?? Oh, sure, just a few days ago you were telling me I was hot and groping me and all, and now I come onto the kilt and find you smooching this "em" person! Ah, fickle, fickle, s-girl!!

(*snork!*)

pssst sharon, I knew you would. ;) Pity the others. *sigh*

because i am now at home, i can do this...

*gropes sharon*

*gropes kay, just cuz i miss her, too*

*ignores em*

{{{kilties}}}

pssst, El, I got it too - maybe it's a sister thing?

pssst...kay...i got it, too.

so do ya ever wander into a thread, and just read the last coupla comments, and then try an figger out the topic of discussion?

no Toto, most people care enough to heinz.....

aw, where's the fun in that?

hey kay, just heard it's gonna be 41 tonite in shreveport.

wanna go?

*feels better*

Ummm...though I guess s-girl would know better than I would how I feel!

psst, Posse...it's definitely a sistah thing!

And HEY! I'm back online with everything so if there's a game going tonight, I can actually play this time.

*Reads between Sharon's lines*

*Is glad for literacy*

sg, yes! Let's go!

It's 46 degrees here right now, but I hear the people at the karaoke place in Shreveport are pretty nice to strangers, so it's probably worth the coat and the goosebumps.

Just peeking in here, as I'm working on some school stuff to get Sam's teachers with the program, but I'll be back.

Sharon, no game on at the moment, as far as I know, but I'm sure we'll go back soon. I need to witness the Educator Showdown at the Literati Corral. Keep your consonants locked and loaded.

yeah, i've heard that. and i've also heard that they've got some pretty good tequila.

oh, and of course their karaoke singers rock hardest.

yeah, i know what i said. ;)

don't think i own a jacket, tho... is this ok?

*zips in*

Plaid?

*zips out*

Ta Ta!!!

Hee hee, El said "tata".

Hmmmm....it seems El left her ta tas behind. That's just not like her.

*does a happy birthday dance*

DANG IT, Sarah, you beat me to it!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! :)

*Lines up behind Sarah and KDF for a Birthday Conga*

(Aw, gimme a break. I'm just celebrating, is all).

Happy Birthday, Sarah! I hope you have a great one. :-)

happy birthday, sarah!!!

and...is the antiparticle of a 'kilton' , a 'kiltoff'?

I believe there are 3 antikiltons. Workon, Kidson, and justtoofreakingbusyon named after Dr James Justtoofreakingbusy. They can hamper a kilton but make it more powerful with the smaller particle CoolStoryon named after Emilia CoolStory.

I'd really like to find myself a nice big futon at the moment.

I just put my boots on.

I'd ask why, but you'd probably think I was a moron.

Actually, I think of you more as an oxymoron.

And for the coffee??.....Pour on!!

And HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SARAH!!

Yes, Happy Birthday to Sarah - the Mormon!

pssst...Blue....my favorite element is boron!

happy birthday Blue!

oh, wait...i mean

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SARAH!!

that present for Blue is a secret.

Thanks, S-Girl. I get the picture (sort of ...)

My new favorite element: [hope this works...]

*SNORK!!!*

Wow...nothing more startling than clicking a link and finding yourself staring at......yourself!

Hee hee....I wonder what the properties of the element sharon are...?

Happy b-day, Sarah! Bumble's card fits you to a T.

*wonders where that expression comes from*

sg - yes, very secret! *giggles*

i'm at work now, but i get off in 15 minutes.

YAY!!

sharon - 'until recently, this element was prime minister of israel...'

Magnetic, kinetic, without spin....

1...

2...

3!

*spins the kilt*

there. there's yer spin.

*tries to run away, discovers her head is spinning, and falls onto the couch*

(Hee hee...s-girl's gettin' off!)

*spins*

Oh, yes, and...*snork* @ insom.

*snork* Sistah's DO tend to think alike, don't we, s-girl?

Couch Futon!

sgirl can say she's getting off in 15 minutes and then she does?

*is amazed*

*strips off work clothes and puts on comfy ones*

*wishes she didn't have a calc test to study for*

insom, I dislike your kind at the moment, and since I can't take it out on my calc professor without suffering consequences, can I thwap you over the head with my TI-83? sharon says it won't hurt you as long as I do it on the kilt, and it'll sure make me feel better. :-)

*Decides to hide because of Second Hand Calculators*
*REalizes that would be a great name for a band.*

I wrote this to a friend. And now I think the rest of you would enjoy the story.
The fort was quite nice. We took 2 tables and connected them using blankets. I had just gotten out of Spanish class so I was thinking in Spanish. This caused me to say Si a lot when dealing with others.
Tuan and I built the first one. We used books to weigh down the sheets he brought. This was very short and painful. I had to lean way over and yet I was still touching the ceiling. This made it pretty alward, because the only person beside me was Tuan. He is a nice guy, but I wouldn't share a small fort with him alone. He felt the same way, "This is a little brokeback aint it?"
Luckily a girl arrived and we quickly broke out a game of Hangman, first in Spanish. And second in historical reference.
Yo Quiero Chicas
And
"The Die is cast." -Ceaser, the first emperor of Rome when entering into Roman territory to conquer it.
Some girls saw us, but they did not join us. But one brave girl came into the fort and ended the akwardness.
She soon had to go to class, so we rebuilt the fort. We stacked some chairs together and tied the sheets so we could have a long and tall fort. It was more of a wall really. But it gave more room for us, and with this many more people showed up.
One guy felt bad for not bringing sheets. It then became obvious that Mormons do weird stuff. Although there where others, there was at least 50% of Mormons there.
Some more people came to join us. It was actually pretty nice.
To be honest all the girls where fairly attractive.
"My rear is cold."
"It looks hot to me."
I wanted to say that but didn't. We had a nice big conversation and I left after about an hour of all this. It was an enjoyable event, an I recomend that everyone try it. In fact we had talks about having another one in 2 weeks. So where ever you are, in 2 weeks from this day, get some friends together and build a fort. Post pics and stuff on your blogs. Lets make this some kind of big event.
The plans for the next one involve duct tape, and a lot more blankets. So it would be nice if others came along with stuff. I hope to arrange this one a little better.

"Wow you have some interesting groups here what is Hace Borgeners?"
"Well that is a group a friend started to make forts in random locations."
"Wow, that group is pretty strong around here. You are so hired!"
"Thank you Mr.President."

While writing that I realized people might be thinking about our current one. I meant it more of an in general President of the United States. The current one we have has an MBA from Harvard and speaks at least 2 languages. Most of his opponents have been drinking buddies from the same college. I bet they had there own society. Makes me wonder what kind of forts they made.

That was a bit long winded

Hey; a friend of mine was shopping for grills and came across *YELLOW FOR CAUTION* these. I sent 'em in to The Blog and The Stealth Bloggerette, but there's no telling if/when they'll get posted, so I thought I'd share them with you guys. :-)

*dashes off to give in to the inevitable and study for the calc test*

*SNORK* That's hilarious, Bumble.

Alfred--just a bit. In fact, I took one look at the length of your post....

....okay, let me rephrase that. I noticed the wordiness of your literary offering and kinda just skipped over it. Are you familiar with the saying, "I'm sorry this is such a long letter, but I didn't have time to write you a short one" (attributed to everyone from Kipling to Twain to Proust)?

*sends Bumble good calc karma*

And it's true what she says...she can thwap all she likes and it won't hurt a bit.

Since I knew what to expect, Bumble - I am thinking they were already on the MB a long, long time ago.

*zips in*

*waves hi to ASK*

You're here early today, yes? :)

*takes a thwapping and keeps on napping*

I hate my job. They just took away my quarterly bonus because I had been sick for more than three days in that time. And because my boss didn't have the rocks to tell me to my face, I found out when I looked in my mailbox. Wonderful. Plus, my boss is on a week's vacation, so I can't voice my displeasure for a week and a half. All this while fixing other people's mistakes and being paid like an indentured servant.

{{{insom}}}

You're a good man.

{{{Ado}}}

You're a good man in a bad job. What do you do?

I'm a dispatcher for AAA.

Oh yeah. You've told us that before. I forgot.

Sorry your boss screwed you over; that really sucks. Wanna come over and *YELLOW FOR CAUTION AGAIN* grill out?

Sorry to hear it, Adonis. As a person who is, as we speak, in the process of applying for a new job, I sympathize with the "I'm unappreciated in my job" woes. I'm finally tired enough of being treated like slave labor (non-tenured English profs are apparently the scum of the earth at my university) that I'm taking steps to find myself a new situation.

So here's hoping! And I'm hoping for better things for you, too. And Bumble, who shares in the "job woes" area.

*hangs "awesome english profs welcome here" sign on front door*

*scribbles "calculus profs need not apply unless they are hot and wish to be my private tutor" in the margins*

Oh, I've got a job. I'm just not making much at it because I don't get enough hours.

Though it's not exactly an important or fulfilling type of job. I follow people around like a puppy with a tube of body cream hoping they'll let me squirt some on them so I can make a tally mark on my demo sheet. (I was supposed to have 60 today; I think I got about half that.)

*goes back to practicing on the derivative plotter*

It would be really cool if it weren't calculus.

insom, yes. i knew ahead of time. how cool is that?

and sharon, i wrote it that way just for you. ;)

*high-fives her sistah for the simul thought*

{{{Ado}}}

that stinks. :(

hey, ya want us kilties to come over and kick your boss's ass?

Probably not, but thanks sg. She's got a broken ankle and probably weighs about 120 dripping wet.

But she's the bane of my existance.

Yup; nothing like a good a$$-kicking to make you re-evaluate the benefits deserved by a hard-working employee.

*high-fives s-girl*

Oops. Stupid spam-bot. Guess we won't be going that route then.

{{{Ado}}} Hope things start looking up.

Thanks for the thought anyway. It's time to seriously look for another job.

um, ado?

that just means it'd be all that much easier to kick her butt!

*high-fives bumble anyway*

hope your job-hunting goes well too, my sistah!

{{sharon}}

i just got a new one tuesday, and so far, so good...

Ado- Just remember where your boss is vacationing and take the robotic whale. Who would expect to thing it was you?

Anway, yeah, it seemed short in the email. But it is quite long. Sorry.

Short story version. A friend and I built a fort in the school cafeteria. We played games and allowed girls in. For two reasons, we are not sexists, and it was getting kind of akward having two guys in a tent.

I like your thinking, Alfred. :)

cool derivative plotter!, i will give the link to my students to play with!

insom~ thought you might. :-)

For Bumble

And I think ASk will like it as well.

Mathematical, literal, legal, historic, geographic and scientific greetings to all.

Sorry to have missed you all last night, I was out pursuing one of Bumble's ambitions: swing dancing. This was followed by one of her non-ambitions: listening to a band in a bar (led by a friend of ours). Both involved very good times.

The swing dance was in honor of this man, Frankie Manning, a pioneer of the Lindy Hop, now 92. His earlier, more energetic times featured moves like this, which he both executed and choreographed. He and his troop can be seen in eye-popping sequences in the movie Hellzapoppin and in the more familiar A Day At The Races (with the Marx Brothers). He won a Tony for choreographing the now defunct Broadway show Black And Blue. This guy is the most wonderful and friendly person there could be, and we were honored to have him leading a swing line dance at our wedding fourteen years ago. His is still the first anniversary card to arrive at our house every year.

And, please, do not try this at home.

Mathematical, literal, legal, historic, geographic and scientific greetings to all.

Sorry to have missed you all last night, I was out pursuing one of Bumble's ambitions: swing dancing. This was followed by one of her non-ambitions: listening to a band in a bar (led by a friend of ours). Both involved very good times.

The swing dance was in honor of this man, Frankie Manning, a pioneer of the Lindy Hop, now 92. His earlier, more energetic times featured moves like this, which he both executed and choreographed. He and his troop can be seen in eye-popping sequences in the movie Hellzapoppin and in the more familiar A Day At The Races (with the Marx Brothers). He won a Tony for choreographing the now defunct Broadway show Black And Blue. This guy is the most wonderful and friendly person there could be, and we were honored to have him leading a swing line dance at our wedding fourteen years ago. His is still the first anniversary card to arrive at our house every year.

And, please, do not try this at home.

Not even once.

morning kilties.

can we move now? for the weekend? so we don't have to go so dang slow?

cuz this is soooo frustrating!

it's even got Blue repeatin himself...

ok ok.

Lets see now.

Good morning kilties.

Begins to throw around popsicles.

Realizes he is creating a cool design

Continues with more coll designs

IS at a lack of words to say

Declares triumphantly

Begins to dance

tee hee hee

Heh heh

Heh

*snork*

I don't mind moving. How about here?

*goes and sits quietly on the Couchie 'o Ouchie Hearts and nictitates at everyone with slightly reddened and swollen eye*

Ummm...that doesn't mean that I'm only winking at people who HAVE reddened and swollen eyes, but that I have the....oh, never mind. I had a rough night last night and once again find myself in a state of relationshipless-related aloneness. Who has the chocolate and the ice cream?

A Good morning to the kitties as well. Warning the last one is sort of adult, in a teenage form anyway.

ALRIGHT, NOBODY MOVE!

Except us Kilties, right this way, please -------------->

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