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February 21, 2005

TRAVEL ADVISORY

Blogging may be light today, as this blog will be on the road -- but not, alas, on a frog safari.

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SLY! You're the newest moat tease!

I'm b-a-a-a-a-c-k

The time warp never ceases to amuse me. *giggles like mad*

(not Mad)

Is it over? Are we back in real time now?

*looks around nervously*

I don't know: define real.

wha hoppened?

wha hoppened?

Did you just do it again!?

Whew.

Thank goodness we're all back to normal... whatever that is. ;)

I'm drowning in paper; still at work in an office that looks like a paper bomb went off (which I think it did) waiting for a frikkin' email from the left coast who, for some reason, seem to think IT'S EARLY!!

GAK!

Where's an earthquake when you really need one?

(Boy, will I feel badly if there IS one)

I cannot wait to watch the Daily Show to see what he does with the sobbing jurist in the Anna Nicole case.

Oh, wait. I think he's on vacation this week.

*sigh*

Seriously, WHERE DID THE LEFT COAST GO?!?!?!?!?!?

(ps, El, I'm not talking about you. I'm waiting on some attorneys from San Francisco WHO ARE DRAGGING THEIR FEET!!)

*sob*

The e-mail arrived. They sent me what I need -- THEN ASKED ME TO HANG AROUND TO FEED THEM DOCUMENTS!!

*sobs helplessly*

*debates a comment about an apparent time warp*

It's just a jump to the left, you know...

What kind of attorneys are they if they can't feed themselves? AND THEY EAT DOCUMENTS!

Can't you tell them that - i don't know, feed them a few, then tell them it's 10pm and you need to go feed yourself!
/end lame not very helpful hint

I know, tell them there's no night shift at your office :)

Are you getting paid overtime for this?

Well, I just noticed your post is an hour and a half old, so hopefully you've managed to leave.

I'm a little spacey tonight.

I've been home for a few minutes. Yes, OT.

Cha-CHING!!

I've gotta go watch Grey's Anatomy, that hopefully my DVR recordrd.

Yay for being home!

*zips out*

Night Shift! Where's the night shift!?

Maybe we need better OT?

... oh, I'm the night shift...

*shovels sludge from bottom of the MOAT*

*finds some of wolfies "lost" items*

*makes inventory of interesting finds*

1 glove, yellow, rubberized
toilet brush
misc. bolt & nut sets

The night shift is here!

She was babysitting .. and left her niece with nightmares... eek! I tried to explain it so it wasn't scary.. and it just scared her about something else...

Apparently my babysitting pay is being docked by 50% - does anyone know what half of nothing is?

Yay for MarieP - you did well to stand up to your boss that way!

Sly, I'm glad you made it home.. and before midnight, too!

*collapses into hammock*
*closes eyes*
oooooh.. Fish!

bottle latex glue, applicator missing
golf balls, assorted, 6 ea
2 iron, broken shaft

*checks hammock*

one bottle of strawberry-scented lovin' lotion
a double pass to a show called "I Know Who You Did Last Summer"
Half a pair of ermine-lined handcuffs
a ratchet set

No wonder I couldn't get to sleep..

*trying again*

mouse pad
spatula
zipper
pillow case (??)

"DIBS"! on the ratchet set!

misc. bolt & nut sets

Doesn't that description fit the Moat populace? But in a nice way, of course.

And today is HAPPY *checks Moat Calendar* ummm DAY!!!! Everyone have a great Friday!!

*throws pants on Lab's lawn, narrowly missing a raccoon wearing a porkpie hat while smoking a cigar*

*rachets up the hilarity settings for Friday moating*

You have to get it first!

All by myself
Don't wanna be
All by myself
Anymore

Hard to be sure
Sometimes I feel so insecure
And loves so distant and obscure
Remains the cure

All by myself
Don't wanna be
All by myself
Anymore
All by myself
Don't wanna live
All by myself
Anymore

COME ON GUYS!! WAKE UP!!!!!!!

*slashes wrists*

??

My singing is THAT bad?

Just a bit of a depressing song, sly. ;)

Goes well with this one:

In a little while from now
If I’m not feeling any less sour
I promise myself to treat myself
And visit a nearby tower
And climbing to the top will throw myself off
In an effort to make it clear to who
Ever what it’s like when you’re shattered
Left standing in the lurch at a church
Where people saying: "My God, that’s tough
She's stood him up"
No point in us remaining
We may as well go home
As I did on my own
Alone again, naturally

Kind of a snappy tune though. I want to hear it now.

*goes off to check mp3 library*

*blinks*

STOP THAT RIGHT NOW YOU TWO!

I want to jab a spork into my ears. Can't we sing something upbeat? Like...

Somebody once told me the world is gonna roll me
I ain't the sharpest tool in the shed
She was looking kind of dumb with her finger and her thumb
In the shape of an "L" on her forehead

Well the years start coming and they don't stop coming
Fed to the rules and I hit the ground running
Didn't make sense not to live for fun
Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb

So much to do so much to see
So what's wrong with taking the back streets
You'll never know if you don't go
You'll never shine if you don't glow

I was just singing that because no one else was around. I woke up this morning singing Drops of Jupiter because the first line I heard when I woke up was the part about the soy latte.

I just listened to Gilbert O'Sullivan's greatest hits (all 2 of them). Great melodies, but played as if on cheese graters.

Funny, Leets, because when you said "depressing" that was exactly the song I thought of!

Now looking back over the years,
And whatever else that appears.
I remember I cried when my father died,
Never wishing to hide the tears.
At sixty-five years old,
My mother, God rest her soul,
Couldn’t understand why the only man,
She had ever loved had been taken.
Leaving her to start, with a heart so badly broken,
Despite encouragement from me,
No words were ever spoken.
And when she passed away,
I cried and cried all day,
Alone again, naturally .....

I specifically chose not to post that verse.

*Throws pants on Lab's lawn and hits squirrel. Wins two points.*

So, let me see if I have this right. Meredith isn't dead - and boy, did they drag that out long enough or what? - and Addison is getting her own spinoff show.

And what is the deal with Izzie? "George, I want you to divorce your wife because I don't like her and choose me - just as a friend - instead."

WTF is up with that?

I thought last night's Grey's was a great episode.

Who the fahk is Jeff babbling about? Dude, did you skip your meds today?

These lyrics should cheer everybody up:

You are so beautiful
You should be hid deep in the jungle
On some forgotten island

I heard about you
I got your pgp key
I write you letters every day

You are so beautiful
You should be guarded by monkeys
You are so beautiful

Oooh! Lab! I *heart* that song!

Did you hear the one about the shepherd and the sheep?

That was Grey's? And here I was searching through Cheers... mind you, I didn't get far.

"George, George, who the h3ll is George!?"

Believe it or not, George isn't at home.

Does it start out, "A shepherd walks into a bar with a sheep under his arm..."?

Speaking of jungles, I just finished Christopher Moore's Island of the Sequined Love Nun. A fun read! I liked it much better than Bloodsucking Fiends.

*zips in*

message from Mad
She finally went to the doctor and she does not have pneumonia, but she does have bronchitis, but she got good drugs and said to say hi to everyone.
/end message

I want to play "Songs" too.

Carly Simon wrote this for one of her children when whichever one it was was born:
I love lilacs and avocados
Ukuleles and fireworks
And Woody Allen and walking in the snow
But you've got to know that

You're the love of my life
You are the love of my life
You are the love of my life
You are the love of my life
>From the moment I first saw you
The second that you were born
I knew that you were the love of my life
Quite simply the love of my life

I love Lucy and pumpernickel bread
The Statue Of Liberty and standing ovations
And falling into bed
But get it through your head that

You're the love of my life
You are the love of my life
You are the love of my life
You are the love of my life
>From the moment I first saw you
The second that you were born
I knew that you were the love of my life
Quite simply the love of my life

You an drive me crazy
You can drive me anywhere
Here are the keys
Just do as you please
It may not always be easy

But you're the love of my life
My heart is riding on a runaway train
You are the love of my life
through all the pleasure and pain
>From the moment I first saw you
I knew it right away
I knew that you were the love of my life
Simply the love of my life
You are the love
The great love of my life.


No, you're thinking of the OTHER one. The one I'm thinking of starts off like this...

A Shepherd, pulls a sheep from his pants
And yells to the stars,
BOY! Does that sheep know how to prance!

I've never broken a shaft in my life Kibby so the one you found in the Moat isn't mine.

wolfies new motto 'I didn't do it. And without pictures you can't prove I did. Neener!'

I (heart) Christopher Moore and can't wait to read the new one, You Suck, which is the sequel to Bloodsucking Fiends.

kibby thinks the broken shaft was from a frustrated golfer ... not him of course.

The only thing I've read lately is the washing instructions on my new shirt.

Lab, it's a start. :)

hi

*wakes, stretches*

*digs underneath the hammock*

oooh... photos!! Wolfie!!! What HAVE you been doing???
Or is the easier question to answer what HAVEN'T you been doing...

*starts silent auction*

I'm not really singing anything this morning.. mostly because I can hear the request hour..

*stretches again* I haven't had enough sleep, but I've got to do several things today. Buy and post a birthday card, buy some meat and veges to top up what I've already got, go to the library, make dinner, then go out babysitting tonight (no computer access, but I can survive for one evening, I swear!!)

oooooh!!

*squeals and jumps on Bangi!!*

Is everything okay, Bangi?? It's good to see you, hon!

Hi, Bangi.

Bangi! What about the engagement! I tried to let Punky know. She contact you?

Christopher Moore is great.

I had other thoughts...however work is madness. Computer issues, printer issues...

And yours truly wants to climb into a vat of bleach for a while.

I ran out earlier to run errands...bank, post office, CVS, all the exciting places.

I was at the register at CVS, an older guy was finishing paying and so on...and he started talking. At first I thought it might be someone I knew, like from church or something, so I was being polite...

Encouraging him was not good. He was hitting on me. He was also at LEAST 30 years older than me, which is a bit too much. Also a little creepy. But he kept talking...apparently he learned later on in life that, hmmm, more, ample women, are more appealing.

Oh good for him. I however was not interested in the least and now feel icky.

Bangi! *smooch*

Bangi! *hug*

I knew, once again, what I wanted to say...and my mind went blank once again.

Great day for me today...

So, basically you're posting to say that you don't know what you were going to post?

Now, I'm posting to say that I have nothing to say about you not remembering what you were going to post.

This could go on for a while, I'm afraid.

well, dont look at me

i got no idea what she was gonna post either

i actually prefer it when my mind goes blank - it's much more pleasant without all those voices arguin about this, and that, and the other thing

Maybe she was going to post something about indigenous plants?

We were so poor when I was growing up that I got my voices from the thrift store. Apparently, whoever owned the voices before me was Chinese. I have no idea what they are saying, but they sure do talk a lot.

chinese voices? that's nuthin

many of my voices are actually female

and God knows i never know what the hell they're goin on about

My voices just mostly tell me to shop.

Go to NM online...Go to NM online... :)

Mine tell me the Academy Award results. Then they swear me to secrecy. There will be a few surprises this year, though, like... *mmmwffeweraffle*

Paging Mr. Fisher, there's a Beaver thread on the MB.
It's the Apocolypse one.

WHAT? That's the name of the town where he lives. Sheesh.

Me thinks that many a male moaties wished they lived in that town too.

I live close to the town of Beaver Lick.

Really Lab?

I'm close to Dixmoor.

I'm going to the beaver
and she's gonna get barryied
going to the Beaver, and she's gonna get barryied.......

Maybe I'll head over to Beaver Lick, and Rabbit Hash, and get some photos. While I'm at it, I'll swing by Big Bone Lick State Park.

One of my favorite songs, Fish. I like the new lyrics. ;)

Lab, can you smoke Rabbit Hash?

*falls over giggling*

I'm going to a restaurant for dinner tonight that I've never been to. I checked out their website and The following is the description of their signature margarita.

Our Ultra Premium Ivory Coast begins with fresh orange and lime slices, muddled to bring out all the natural flavor. We then add premium Patron Silver tequila and reserve Patron Citronge orange liqueur...handshaken to make a premium margarita that is smooth and great tasting.

Muddled?!?!?!? Used to describe something they are serving? That is going to be the result, I'm sure, but I found that odd.

hey if it's got Patron in it, you may become muddled.(NTTATWWT !!)

have fun.

i hear a Beaver callin'

Don't they use muddling sticks to crush the mint when they make mojitos? What the hell am I talking about? I go to a bar once in a blue moon.

I go to a bar once and gave a blue moon.

; )

NEO!

*waves*

Well, I posted a birthday card to my Gran. Probably won't get there in time (it has 3 days to make it!) but I ran outta time and money last week.. so Happy Birthday, Gran.

You also muddle the mint leaves with a little icing (confectioner's) sugar and water for a mint julep. Not that I was making them with the leftover mint sprigs on Christmas day. Not me, no sir. PS. I forgot how much bourbon and I don't mix until I tried it again that day.

OK, I googled it and "muddle" is a bartending term.

Who says you can't teach an old dog new tricks?

HEY! Who just called me an old dog?

*

Oh, never mind.

OK, I googled it and "muddle" is a bartending term.

Who says you can't teach an old dog new tricks?

HEY! Who just called me an old dog?

*

Oh, never mind.

Ooops.. you okay there, sly? Perhaps you could use a mojito...

As a former bartender I can attest that "muddling" is the only way to make many drinks like juleps, mojitos, daquiris, Old Fashioneds, etc. It just means crunching up the solid stuff with some liquid stuff to release the flavors.

*thinking a mint julep sounds pretty good right now*

*staggers in*

I'm muddled, alright.

*staggers out*

hehehehehe *watches sly trip over a Moatman*

As long as she doesn't trip and spill a Moatarita or a Moatini, Kaf. :)

I've never had a mint julep. I had an appletini at my birthday lunch though.

I've had one mouthful, Laynie.. that was enough. Wow. It's mostly bourbon plus the mint/sugar/water mix and can be served with ice or straight. Too much for me.

Night all! I'm off babysitting.. I'll see you on the flipside

*For old times' sake, loads Chuck Woolery into the cannon and lets fly* *BLAMMO!* Got him!

My mint juleps are pretty much bourbon over shaved ice with a sprig of mint (Kentucky Colonel Mint is preferred). For some guests I'll muddle a handful of mint leaves with some simple syrup, then add bourbon, shaved ice and a sprig on top.

*also staggers in*

I just had a laugh-until-you-think-you're- going-to-pee-your-pants evening with my study group. "Dinner" lasted 4 hours and sometimes we were almost howling with laughter. Poor waitress. But we needed that.

Beebs, as long as you're wearing your bar-tending apron tonight, how bout fixing something for me? Please?

Hmm. Apparently Beebs has hung up his apron. Since I can't get a drink, I think I'll go to bed. Been a long time since I attempted a moat hammock!

*flips out of hammock to splash into the moat* hmm. Waterbed. This'll do.

Good morning, all. I tried to post twice yesterday (afternoon and evening) but couldn't because pypetad's minions prevented it.

Jackie's sister left yesterday afternoon. Weather is still beautiful here. Tomorrow is the Oscars. And spring training is getting going.

What's new with you?

Susan, ewwwwwwww to old guys hitting on you at the CVS. You'd probably get a lot of that down here as there are a LOT of old guys.

Latest local news here (in this condo): 87 year old woman was backing her car out of the parking lot and knocked down an 87 year old man who was walking behind her car.

{{{Bangi}}} We need some happy engagement news. What's going on with you?

Kaf, how's the summer treating you?

Sly, I read the pretentious drink recipe as indicating "this is how we justify our excessive prices". Was that wrong? How was the restaurant?

*yawn*

Early morning phone call from someone who didn't realize his cellphone had called me. Have you ever accidentally called anyone?

I remember arriving home after an evening out, checked the answering machine which showed that I had a message The caller ID showed it was me and the call had been made two minutes ago.

??

I checked the message and it was me telling my date that while I had enjoyed the evening, but didn't see a future for us and no, he couldn't come in for a nightcap.

THAT was enjoyable to hear again, NOT!

Jeff, it was OK; I'd go back, but won't rush back. The drink normally costs $9.00 and comes in a water tumbler, but I guess we were there in time for happy hour because it was *only* $6.00.

By the way, the restaurant was The Elephant Bar

Oh, sure, the Elephant Bar. We ate there with my parents in Arizona. Our reaction was much like yours.

But then, I wasn't that impressed with P. F. Chiang's either, and many many people seem to love it.

I'll take my neighborhood Chinese restaurants at less than half the price, as good or better food and hold the ambiance.

*zips in*

sly, my SIL's cell phone calls me frequently, no idea why. And then I can hear the conversation he's having with someone. And I yell his name in the hope that he'll hear me, but he never does. Then I have to call my daughter, ask her to call him on his work phone and tell him to hang up the damn phone.

It was funny the first 40 times or so, now it's just annoying, because when I see his number on CallerID the FIRST thing I think is that something happened to my daughter. Not a good feeling.

Sorry neo, bar closed early last night. Here's a waker upper.

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