Douglas

I had a dream last week that we were playing Skank-ball. Voodoolady was all nervous to go up to bat...didn't think she could swing worth a shit. Gateaux pitches the best pitch EVER to her. She hits a 3 baser. I step up the plate. I'm super-excited about batting since it's been years and I couldn't wait to belt one out. Gateaux pitches...somewhere towards the shortstop. errmmm...ok, try again. Way up in the air the second pitch goes and plunks down right infront of him. 3rd and final pitch, he takes a hissy fit and just tosses it in my general direction. I tried so freakin' hard to run towards it just to tap it. Nothing. I got nothing. And poor voodoolady is stranded on third base still.

Gateaux...I'm gonna kick your ass.

I'm sorry that I don't contribute my drunken posts anymore...I'll try to make up for it this weekend.

It seems the RUTR campaign has had side effects...technological ones...

http://www.cbc.ca/consumer/story/2007/03/08/rim-roll.html

It's available at Lee Valley Tools, and costs $1.95.

Aloha,

Brad

I saw that on the news the other day. I wonder how Tim Horton's feels about this....could you imagine having to buy a coffee, then buy a tool for 2 bucks just to find out that you didn't win anything? McD's does the pull-tab thing, which is much easier and much more sanitary...can't Timmy's come up with a clever slogan for pull-tabs? Or maybe they'll make above-mentioned guy rich by equipping their stores with these RUTR tools for their customers.

I love waking up early on the weekends...without the alarm. Everything is still quiet and calm. I just hate when I wake up so early, can't nap in the afternoon, and then end up falling asleep that night wayyyy to early!

I'm so sorry.

I had to send my SammyCat off to a new world about 6 months ago. Giving the vet that nod was the hardest thing I have ever had to do. Sammy wasn't sick for very long and he wasn't that old...but he was very sick and couldn't be "saved." I held his paw during, and reassured him that he wouldn't have to feel the pain anymore. When he died, I continued to talk to him for a couple of minutes...to give him a fond farewell...and then I turned inward. I repeatedly said, "That's it. That's all I get." I grieved for a long time. I got angry for a long time (thankfully my husband and friends kicked me in the ass and the anger didn't last too long). I still tear up reliving this experience. I find comfort in knowing that we (Booche and I, and all of our friends) gave Sammy a great life. Although he had to leave us earlier than expected, he didn't have to suffer for very long. I had moments of doubt a few times afterwards, but knowing that I did the right thing made those thoughts short-lived.

We also displayed many pictures of our Sammy. I even had some developed and put together a photo album of my favorite pics.

I hope that you and your family are able to agree on a "right time." It might be difficult for the first while to not relive your friend's last moments, but the sooner that you can get through that the easier the healing becomes. Tell good stories, show beautiful pictures...anything to help you concentrate on the good times. My thoughts are with you.

Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! I hope you heal well and quickly

weekdays - tea

weekends - scrambly eggs (with cheese, mushrooms, gr peppers), maybe bacon, bread/singlish mopping/half a baagel), homemade breakfast badadoes. And kwaufee.

I'm going to bed now so that weeknd breakfast will come sooner.

tha's nice singlish

I'll pee on his cornflakes...if he asks nicely.

He doesn't deserve to be called that. Let's call him piss-bucket.

I'm taking my frustrations out on you. Deal with it. Thanks for the brilliant idea of having a stella. You're welcome.

p.s. you sound friendly

the icons in the bottom right...beside the clock

only in gmail?

what's your language setting in the system tray? EN or FR?

I was Sally

I am Lynn

I will always be Douglas

Although I am somehow now Bouchard

but I still love rock & roll

Happy Birthday, Studog!

Happy Birthday, Peaches!

I hope that you get lots of warm fuzzies and cuddles today

You're so lovely

I am in full agreement with Paisley. A good, nasty poop at work can keep me busy for awhile...especially if I have to visit multiple bathrooms to get the job done.

Otherwise, do some volunteer work while you're there. Learn the in's & out's of the building...direct/escort visitors around. Or go to the geriatrics ward and keep someone company for awhile.

If you can't get away from your desk to keep yourself busy/awake, ummm...I got nothin'. Slap yourself in the face. Stretch. Doodle. Fart.

That's why I avoid word if I can and use wordperfect most of the time. (actually that's been crashing on me repeatedly over the last few weeks, particularly when I'm working with tables.)

Tools --> Proof reading --> off

When you're working with tables in WordPerfect, any auto-proof reading with freeze it up...no fix for it from Corel. Just turn it all off.

I may need to take a day off work to get through this.

oh it counts, cap'n...it counts.

I'm trying to drink myself to sleep to avoid tossing & turning in bed thinking about what I have to face at work tomorrow. I'd much rather drool on the bathroom floor. In fact, I'd rather eat rocks.

How come I can type so well?

need

more

booze

Pork Tenderloin with Chipotle-Maple Mop

I made this the other night. It was sooo easy and sooo good! I used my brother's home-made maple syrup...wish I had more of it...running low now.

I had to increase the cook times though...5 + 3 mins per side was not enough...but maybe my oven wasn't hot enough.

holy geez...sans beers for a few days and feeling the first one already. Happy Sunday Sunday Sunday!