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January 31, 2007
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First?
Posted by: ubetcha | January 31, 2007 at 11:46 AM
Buahhaha! Evil! I want one.
Posted by: Beppie | January 31, 2007 at 11:48 AM
I need several hundred of these.
Posted by: The Dread Pirate Chris | January 31, 2007 at 11:48 AM
I know someone I'd like to annoy with that if I could hide it in his laptop bag (otherwise, since he sits across from me, I'd be annoyed too).
Posted by: AmerInParis | January 31, 2007 at 11:48 AM
*starts evil plots*
Posted by: Nurse Tammy | January 31, 2007 at 11:48 AM
Pavlov would be so proud.
Posted by: Just Ducky | January 31, 2007 at 11:48 AM
Don't hide it inside of food (the chemicals in a burrito are known to be quite destructive to electrical components)
I did not know that.
Posted by: Siouxie | January 31, 2007 at 11:49 AM
I have to have that to make the actuaries even crazier than they already are.
Posted by: ubetcha | January 31, 2007 at 11:50 AM
But they are perfectly okay to eat.
Posted by: Beppie | January 31, 2007 at 11:50 AM
Wow, a quintuple-simul!
Posted by: Just Ducky | January 31, 2007 at 11:50 AM
Wowza! What a simul! JD, Amer, DPC, Beppie, me... how kinky.
Posted by: Nurse Tammy | January 31, 2007 at 11:52 AM
It wouldn't work in my office. Anytime there's a beeping sound ANYWHERE...I get called to 'deal with it'.
*wishes the CPA courses would include one on how to operate simple office equipment*
/rant
Posted by: Siouxie | January 31, 2007 at 11:53 AM
Not to come off as sounding like dumb-tancredo, but what's a BOFH?
Posted by: random thunking | January 31, 2007 at 11:54 AM
You should probably avoid the area near your local BOFH
What is a BOFH?
Posted by: Just Ducky | January 31, 2007 at 11:55 AM
I know several people around my office that REALLY need one of these!
Posted by: Baron vonKlyff | January 31, 2007 at 11:57 AM
10 blog bucks to the first one that figures it out!
Posted by: Siouxie | January 31, 2007 at 12:01 PM
BOFH - Bastard Operator From Hell
Posted by: Siouxie | January 31, 2007 at 12:02 PM
That's according to Wikipedia:
BOFH
Posted by: Siouxie | January 31, 2007 at 12:04 PM
Gizmodo? Harumph. Sent that in yesterday.
Posted by: Neil G | January 31, 2007 at 12:04 PM
Siouxie - Sometimes it's a curse being so smart, huh?
(Easier for me to get out of solving someone else's problems by doing the "dumb blonde" routine)
Posted by: Punkin Poo | January 31, 2007 at 12:05 PM
Just how does one operate a bastard?
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | January 31, 2007 at 12:05 PM
beep
Posted by: crossgirl | January 31, 2007 at 12:05 PM
Oh, sure, a simul with me complaining about attribution. Now I feel shame. Off in search of a wet noodle...
Posted by: Neil G | January 31, 2007 at 12:05 PM
*Looks under blog for weird noise*
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | January 31, 2007 at 12:06 PM
We already have an annoy-a-tron. It's the bot.
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | January 31, 2007 at 12:07 PM
Why yes, Punkin...it is a curse! *hairflip*
Neil, wet noodle and all, it was pleasant. ;-)
Posted by: Siouxie | January 31, 2007 at 12:09 PM
*smacks Meanie's hand*
The noise certainly wasn't coming from there!
Posted by: Nurse Tammy | January 31, 2007 at 12:15 PM
Well, there was an audible noise of some kind when I checked there, NT.
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | January 31, 2007 at 12:19 PM
You can give a device with a beep
To your favorite company creep
It will drive him quite mad
While you try to look sad
But beware: what you sow, you shall reap.
A beep can cause quite a commotion
At first, it seems like a good notion
Driving coworkers crazy
While you’re fresh as a daisy
Don’t hold your breath for that promotion.
Posted by: Just Ducky | January 31, 2007 at 12:21 PM
Suuuuure there was, Meanie.
Posted by: Nurse Tammy | January 31, 2007 at 12:28 PM
Yay Punkin, current "Poet in Residence of the Day So Far."
Posted by: mm | January 31, 2007 at 12:30 PM
Please DON'T take one of these on an airplane. I don't want my plane diverted to someplace like Denver because a group of edgy passengers thinks there's a bomb.
Posted by: Steve Bradford | January 31, 2007 at 12:30 PM
"Don't hide it inside of food (the chemicals in a burrito are known to be quite destructive to electrical components)
I did not know that."
All I know is from my experince the chemicals in a burrito are known to be quite destructive to my internal components and rather explosive coming out.
Posted by: adam | January 31, 2007 at 12:32 PM
Meanie, are you sure it wasn't a buzzzzin' sound??
Posted by: Siouxie | January 31, 2007 at 12:34 PM
HEY! I resemble that remark!
Posted by: Punkin Poo | January 31, 2007 at 12:35 PM
It was a sort of giggle, actually.
Posted by: Meanie the Blue | January 31, 2007 at 12:38 PM
See? I told ya it wasn't me.
Posted by: Nurse Tammy | January 31, 2007 at 12:38 PM
Time for lunch! Coincidentally, I'm meeting a friend at one of our fine local Mexican food
divesrestaurants. Mmmmm, burritos....See y'all later!
Posted by: Just Ducky | January 31, 2007 at 12:42 PM
Giggling? I bet it's Hammie waiting his telephoto lens and snorkel... he's waiting for a blogchick of the female persuasion to discover a need to bathe.
Posted by: Nurse Tammy | January 31, 2007 at 12:43 PM
Siouxie do you and I werk for the same firm? My CPA's do the same thing!
I'm going to invest in that company, and then I'mma buy them out of their inventory. BWAH HAHAHAHA!
Posted by: DDi | January 31, 2007 at 12:45 PM
*blushes*
*Wipes soap out of eyes*
Posted by: Hammond Rye | January 31, 2007 at 12:58 PM
I knew you were somewhere around here, Hammie. ;)
*tosses "with" up to previous statement*
Posted by: Nurse Tammy | January 31, 2007 at 01:02 PM
Hammie, you're still in that tub?? your tancredos must be like prunes by now....just sayin'
Posted by: Siouxie | January 31, 2007 at 01:03 PM
Hammie, NOT FUNNY! Give me back my towel, right now!!!
Posted by: Nurse Tammy | January 31, 2007 at 01:05 PM
*Piously*
Any sacrifice for art.
Posted by: Hammond Rye | January 31, 2007 at 01:25 PM
*grumblemuttermuttergrumble*
*WHAPS Hammie with towel, no mercy shown*
Posted by: Nurse Tammy | January 31, 2007 at 01:32 PM
art??
btw, Hammie? were you ever able to open that email I sent?
Posted by: Siouxie | January 31, 2007 at 01:37 PM
Ow.
Ouch.
No, Siouxie. Ouch.
I didn't even open my laptop (ouch!) last night.
Yipe.
Hey, careful, I may need that one day!
Posted by: Hammond Rye | January 31, 2007 at 01:40 PM
sign me up. these people have been annoying me without a beep for years!
Posted by: queensbee | January 31, 2007 at 01:40 PM
ahhh..just checking.
pillow?
Posted by: Siouxie | January 31, 2007 at 01:53 PM
ahh... Thanks, Siouxie! * WHAPS Hammie with pillow for good measure*
Posted by: Nurse Tammy | January 31, 2007 at 01:55 PM
sorry, Hammie...tried to help!
*hands Tammy a whip*
Hey!! don't faint, Hammie!
it's for the whipped cream, silly man ;-)
Posted by: Siouxie | January 31, 2007 at 02:03 PM
Ouch.
Nurse Tammy. Ouch.
Have I ever mentioned how (ow) unfair I think it is (ouch) that Nurses are (yeow!) underpaid, undervalued, and (Yipe!)underappreciated in our (ow) society?
Ouch!
Hey, you dropped your towel!
*click* *click* *click*
Yipe!
Posted by: Hammond Rye | January 31, 2007 at 02:04 PM
Thud. Too late, Siouxie, I think he fainted.
Posted by: Nurse Tammy | January 31, 2007 at 02:06 PM
I uh I was uh gonna uh uh do something, but I think I'll back away reaaal sowly instead.
Posted by: Edgar Greenberg | January 31, 2007 at 02:09 PM
Must've happened when I picked up the scissors.
Ohhhh, look! A split end! That's unfair. *sniff*
Posted by: Nurse Tammy | January 31, 2007 at 02:10 PM
Hey. cut it. out. hey how. many. of you. guys sent. me one of. these darn. things. arg. ouch. ouch.
Posted by: Darren | January 31, 2007 at 02:10 PM
Hey Darren, what the tancredo is that? *points*
*WHAP*!!!!
Posted by: Nurse Tammy | January 31, 2007 at 02:14 PM
Mr. Rye, you're on your own.
Posted by: Siouxie | January 31, 2007 at 02:14 PM
*beep*
Posted by: crossgirl | January 31, 2007 at 02:14 PM
Mr. Rye was my dad. Rueben to his friends. Rube to my mom.
Posted by: Hammond Rye | January 31, 2007 at 02:16 PM
*looks around for beeping sound*
Posted by: Siouxie | January 31, 2007 at 02:21 PM
*Takes Hammie's camara, destroys film*
You can go now, Hammie. I hear Punkin's in the shower. ;)
Posted by: Nurse Tammy | January 31, 2007 at 02:22 PM
Ouch. i mean. that was a wimpy miami. whip. ouch. our Denver whips. are way. more painful.
Posted by: Darren | January 31, 2007 at 02:23 PM
Darren, I'm in Las Vegas. We know whips. Now quit bleeding on my floor, already! *thinks Darren is a tancredo-for-brains*
Posted by: Nurse Tammy | January 31, 2007 at 02:25 PM
For the record: I was a military photographer back in the 80's (ISIANMTU) and one of the first things you learn to do in situations when your film might be appropriated is to palm the film and replace it with another sacrificial roll.
Posted by: Hammond Rye | January 31, 2007 at 02:27 PM
Hammie, I searched you when you were unconscious. You left with a roll of film showing my mother at the beach, in all her yogurt-colored glory. *grins*
Posted by: Nurse Tammy | January 31, 2007 at 02:31 PM
Curses, foiled again!
Posted by: Hammond Rye | January 31, 2007 at 02:34 PM
OT - For all you SK fans...and you know how you are!
Just got an email from my good friend Stephen King informing me of the upcoming Dark Tower comic book launch on Feb 7th! "The Gunslinger Born".
/OT
back to whipping and clicking and hot tubbing!
Posted by: Siouxie | January 31, 2007 at 02:36 PM
you also know WHO you are!!
I'm fine, btw.
Posted by: Siouxie | January 31, 2007 at 02:36 PM
It's ok, Hammie. You won the last round, now we're even.
Drat. Dratdratdrat. Darren is still bleeding on my floor.
Posted by: Nurse Tammy | January 31, 2007 at 02:36 PM
I think we're supposed to burn him (or is that just in the desert?).
Posted by: Hammond Rye | January 31, 2007 at 02:39 PM
Wowsa!! a simul with myself AND Tammy. Those Pilates classes are really starting to pay off.
Posted by: Siouxie | January 31, 2007 at 02:39 PM
Well, Hammie, I'm in the desert, got a match?
Posted by: Nurse Tammy | January 31, 2007 at 02:40 PM
and another one...
*feels woozy now*
um...Hammie? wrong thread, dear.
Posted by: Siouxie | January 31, 2007 at 02:41 PM
Oh. *pouts* We don't get to burn Darren?
Siouxie, sit down a minute. Take a couple deep breaths, drink some water, smoke 'em if you got 'em. You'll feel better in a minute.
Posted by: Nurse Tammy | January 31, 2007 at 02:44 PM
Helppppp. I'm. dying............
Posted by: Darren | January 31, 2007 at 02:56 PM
can we just put him out of his misery???
where's blurk's shotgun???
Posted by: Siouxie | January 31, 2007 at 02:57 PM
At. least. i still. have my. dignittttty. groan.
Posted by: Darren | January 31, 2007 at 03:00 PM
Blurkie? Where are yooooooooooooouuuuuuuuu? We got a present for you. And a case of beer.
Posted by: Nurse Tammy | January 31, 2007 at 03:00 PM
cant go on. much longer. unhh
Posted by: Darren | January 31, 2007 at 03:04 PM
I happen to have this plastic grocery store bag...
Posted by: Hammond Rye | January 31, 2007 at 03:04 PM
Nevermind, Hammie.
*Thanks, Daddy, for the loan of the Boyes Rifle!*
Okay... PULL! *BLAMM...*
Well, there went one of the Darrens. Now we just have to be on the lookout for his identical brothers...
Posted by: Nurse Tammy | January 31, 2007 at 03:12 PM
dang...I missed the killin'
shoot him again! I think I saw him move!
Posted by: Siouxie | January 31, 2007 at 03:19 PM
Siouxie, you want a turn? *hands over really big gun*
PULL!
Posted by: Nurse Tammy | January 31, 2007 at 03:21 PM
(And yes, blogguys, my dad really owns that gun. Drool at will, etc. )
Posted by: Nurse Tammy | January 31, 2007 at 03:23 PM
Umm, I think you may need to re-tile the bathroom...
Posted by: Hammond Rye | January 31, 2007 at 03:27 PM
*KABLAM*
my...that's a big one!
Posted by: Siouxie | January 31, 2007 at 03:27 PM
Well, it's a rental, anyway. They'll just have to take it out of my deposit...
Posted by: Nurse Tammy | January 31, 2007 at 03:28 PM
At least he made rev tancredo proud.
Posted by: John Franz | January 31, 2007 at 03:28 PM
Darn it, Tammy! You killed off one of my characters. Those guys don't come cheap!
Posted by: Edgar Greenberg | January 31, 2007 at 03:29 PM
uh...despite our simul...I meant the gun, Hammie ;-)
I'm sure your gun is quite adequately proportioned.
Posted by: Siouxie | January 31, 2007 at 03:31 PM
Hammie-
you know you made a narrow escape (way) back there. Siouxie and Nurse Tammy are a crack bot-swatting team that I *breathes on fingernails and shines them up* count myself part of when I'm around. You just better mind yours Ps & Qs with them...
Posted by: mm | January 31, 2007 at 03:32 PM
Hey, I left you an out! I said I killed one of them, and needed to look out for the identical brothers. *hmph* Just spawn a new Darren, or reincarnate the current one as Robodarren or something.
Posted by: Nurse Tammy | January 31, 2007 at 03:32 PM
It won't be the same.
Posted by: Edgar Greenberg | January 31, 2007 at 03:38 PM
Thank you! Paw said the Rye men were different from other men and to just be quietly proud (and to try not to drag it on the ground too much).
Posted by: Hammond Rye | January 31, 2007 at 03:39 PM
*snork* @ Hammond "Tripod" Rye...
Posted by: Nurse Tammy | January 31, 2007 at 03:42 PM
Hammond *The Tripod* Rye???
oh my!
*faints*
Posted by: Siouxie | January 31, 2007 at 03:42 PM
^5 Tammy!! psychic simul!!
DMTA!
Posted by: Siouxie | January 31, 2007 at 03:42 PM
Edgar- Darrens are like mushrooms - they continually regrow from the rotting deadwood left behind
Posted by: mm | January 31, 2007 at 03:44 PM