Wal-Mart cake:
Conversation probably went like this:
Walmart employee: "Hello, this is Wal-Marts, how can I help you?"
Customer: I would like to order a cake for a going away party this week.
Walmart employee: "What you want on da cake?"
Customer: "Best Wishes Suzanne" and, underneath that, "We'll Miss You"
Stop Laughing....
Hang in their, enjoy your drugs.
(that was just a little joke. Now, how many fingers am I holding up??)
I had a buddy in college who moved FOUR times in about a 4 month time period and did not forwarding. The fourth address was the same address as the first address, which means he simply moved back into his old apartment. To this day we still laugh about his moving adventures of 1986.... and the non-need for an address forwarding for him.
I have a dear friend, who is Jewish, who lives in NYC. He has never been to New Mexico since he was in elementary school, and he is absolutely convinced that we cannot have really good bagels in New Mexico. Despite the fact that we have known each other since childhood, with the typical New York snobbism about such things, he is certain I could not possibly know what I'm talking about.
Oh, I am sure that Bagels in New Mexico are totally delish. Would 7:30 do???
Absolutely. Would you believe some of the best bagels in the world are made and sold by Dunkin' donuts? Also Costco has its own brand of bagels that are absolutely excellent. I know that probably offends the cultural sensibilities of a lot of us, but I am quite a connoisseur and have to admit they won out in a blind taste test.
Not at all - he's talking about corn. Ever bite into a cob of corn right off the stalk? Ahh - whole 'nother experience. I wouldn't do it now though, you may have been born too late. You no longer know what you're eating.
Which reminds me of a breakfast update -- those intrepid Coffeeshoppers of the retired thread may remember how I called Nora Mill in Georgia to inquire if the grits they stone grind from their Chatahoochie River water wheel are GMO-free, they responded they could not guarantee that because of what's happened to the overall corn supply.
Well Trader Joe's is now selling stone grond white corn grits just like 'em, and they DO guarantee they're GMO-freeA very reasonable price too, cheaper than Nora Mill was charging. So I brought a bag home this weekend. They take a good 30-40 minutes to cook. Is it worth the wait?
Oh yeah.
Actually, my grandfather is a farmer of sorts (I say "of sorts" because that is not his primary source of income) and corn is about all he grows. We go out to his house at harvest time and help him bring it all in and we eat some of it as we go. So I must agree, fresh corn is infinitely preferable to the nonsense you can buy at the grocery store. As to assuming he was making sexual references, he had just mentioned dating a girl from Iowa in the same sentence. I had not noticed he had switched focuses mid-way through the sentence.
Hang in their, enjoy your drugs.
(that was just a little joke. Now, how many fingers am I holding up??)
-- "Forty two!"
I remember Sarah posted that in her astrology thread (I think it was that one)
Well, bad news here --- for the mice that is. Hobbes is home.
After days of trying to entice him down with food and all he could do was wander out a branch to nowhere, Charlie from the local fire and rescue department came by, same guy that got him down the last time. He's had some nice wet food and is locked in now. I expect he'll zonk out to sleep before long since he's been up there since last Wednesday.
I guess I'm gonna have to learn how to cut his claws. I've never done that before but this feline flying Wallenda routine has got to go.
Wal-Mart cake:
Conversation probably went like this:
Walmart employee: "Hello, this is Wal-Marts, how can I help you?"
Customer: I would like to order a cake for a going away party this week.
Walmart employee: "What you want on da cake?"
Customer: "Best Wishes Suzanne" and, underneath that, "We'll Miss You"
Stop Laughing....
I remember Sarah posted that in her astrology thread (I think it was that one)
Well, bad news here --- for the mice that is. Hobbes is home.
After days of trying to entice him down with food and all he could do was wander out a branch to nowhere, Charlie from the local fire and rescue department came by, same guy that got him down the last time. He's had some nice wet food and is locked in now. I expect he'll zonk out to sleep before long since he's been up there since last Wednesday.
I guess I'm gonna have to learn how to cut his claws. I've never done that before but this feline flying Wallenda routine has got to go.
So glad to hear that he finally came down. I figured once he got hungry enough he would find a way. You're going to have to curtail his outings from now on, he's a daredevil....
) to see how long he'd stay up before getting resourceful, and I just ran out of patience.
I remember Sarah posted that in her astrology thread (I think it was that one)
Well, bad news here --- for the mice that is. Hobbes is home.
After days of trying to entice him down with food and all he could do was wander out a branch to nowhere, Charlie from the local fire and rescue department came by, same guy that got him down the last time. He's had some nice wet food and is locked in now. I expect he'll zonk out to sleep before long since he's been up there since last Wednesday.
I guess I'm gonna have to learn how to cut his claws. I've never done that before but this feline flying Wallenda routine has got to go.
I remember Sarah posted that in her astrology thread (I think it was that one)
Well, bad news here --- for the mice that is. Hobbes is home.
After days of trying to entice him down with food and all he could do was wander out a branch to nowhere, Charlie from the local fire and rescue department came by, same guy that got him down the last time. He's had some nice wet food and is locked in now. I expect he'll zonk out to sleep before long since he's been up there since last Wednesday.
I guess I'm gonna have to learn how to cut his claws. I've never done that before but this feline flying Wallenda routine has got to go.
I remember Sarah posted that in her astrology thread (I think it was that one)
Well, bad news here --- for the mice that is. Hobbes is home.
After days of trying to entice him down with food and all he could do was wander out a branch to nowhere, Charlie from the local fire and rescue department came by, same guy that got him down the last time. He's had some nice wet food and is locked in now. I expect he'll zonk out to sleep before long since he's been up there since last Wednesday.
I guess I'm gonna have to learn how to cut his claws. I've never done that before but this feline flying Wallenda routine has got to go.
Cut his claws? Who told you to do that? Does not sound like a good idea at all.
I remember Sarah posted that in her astrology thread (I think it was that one)
Well, bad news here --- for the mice that is. Hobbes is home.
After days of trying to entice him down with food and all he could do was wander out a branch to nowhere, Charlie from the local fire and rescue department came by, same guy that got him down the last time. He's had some nice wet food and is locked in now. I expect he'll zonk out to sleep before long since he's been up there since last Wednesday.
I guess I'm gonna have to learn how to cut his claws. I've never done that before but this feline flying Wallenda routine has got to go.
That's great news, Pogo. Hobbes is home safe and sound! Just makes you wonder why he keeps doing the same 'insane' thing.
I remember Sarah posted that in her astrology thread (I think it was that one)
Well, bad news here --- for the mice that is. Hobbes is home.
After days of trying to entice him down with food and all he could do was wander out a branch to nowhere, Charlie from the local fire and rescue department came by, same guy that got him down the last time. He's had some nice wet food and is locked in now. I expect he'll zonk out to sleep before long since he's been up there since last Wednesday.
I guess I'm gonna have to learn how to cut his claws. I've never done that before but this feline flying Wallenda routine has got to go.
Hang in their, enjoy your drugs.
(that was just a little joke. Now, how many fingers am I holding up??)
