My sister had to austrlian shepard mixes. When they felt it was time for dinner they would slowly herd my BIL or sister towards the garge. It was subtle enough that it took them years to realize what was happening.

My uncle's dogs are farm dogs. Until this generation started sprogging (only recently), this batch really had experience with only adults. So the kidlets are a whole new game. It was very funny. The ones we grew up with, well, they grew up with us, so they knew the sneaky way of kids.

Blue version 1.0 used to follow us in the cornfields and only get pushy when we got near equiptment. And then there was the one who was afraid of mice and used to try to keep us out of the barn for that reason. He used to sit at the barndoor and just wail. Poor thing. The barn is gone now. Freak storm when it was slated for demolition took it down. Kinda makes me sad, as it was the same barn our parents played it, and now the next generation doesn't know the joy of pulling nails from the tin roof and sliding down on feed sacks.

WTF? How was that possible on GA?

Okay, this is pretty neat:

Most time capsules involve cramming stuff into a metal box and burying it in a hole in the ground. It's a method that works --but it's so primitive. What if you could write an email to yourself, and be assured of receiving it twenty years in the future?

That's what we've done with this email time capsule. Simply fill out the fields below, decide how long you want the capsule to be sealed for, and hit send. We'll do our best to make sure the message gets delivered.

Assuming, of course, that 20 years from now we're still using email and not beaming text messages directly into the chips in each others' brains.

And that we have the same email addresses in 20 years. Which seems ... unlikely.

And that this company (or organization) is still around. And that they haven't lost the data.

Pardon the sudden topic, but - is there really such a thing as people one can hire to come clean and organize one's abode? And if so, where would I be likely to find one?

Jesse, you wanted a scatter chart. With lines.

I broke. I gave in and took migraine meds. I realise it's not a macho game, but I'm more than halfway through my meds for this 30 day period, and I don't want to charge through them. I was hoping to make it through the weekend free. Almost.

Merry Maids is not the cheapest but they are bonded and insured. Which turned out to be a good thing when they chemicaled my old tub and it had to be refinished. It was the only issue I ever had with them and I don't think the reaction showed up until after they'd been gone for a couple of hours.

ugh, ita. I'm sorry you didn't make it, but I am hope the meds make you feel better.