A few weeks ago my son walked in the front door from practicing ball in the driveway. He put his ball down on the chair in the hallway and went to get something to drink and took a bathroom stop. DH and I were sitting in the LR and said hey and watched him. He came back to go back out to practice and the ball was gone. All 3 of us searched everywhere. We were sitting 15 feet from where he left it. We looked in the most crazy places. Never have found it. Still makes us crazy.
Other exciting list annihilation news! We have VoIP phones at home. I set them up when we went north for the summer. We got home August 12th. Today I hooked them back up at home. Fear me with my productivity.
Ran over a barricade? Did we find him safe and not mortally wounded?
Yeah he was fine. He was just really pumped from the show, dancing out on the sidewalk, and then decided to charge a barricade. He knocked it nearly to the other side of the street, and then he just kept running.
I think that I have gnomes. They follow me from apartment to apartment. sometimes I when I can't find something, I say out loud "hey guys, I really need ____" then I stop looking for a while. I look again, and I often find it. dont know why, but it works. There's a great science fiction story about how the entire world is rebuilt every minute, and the reason that you sometimes find something in a place where you know you looked before is that the gnomes forgot it in 2:58, but not in 2:59.
and the reason that you sometimes find something in a place where you know you looked before is that the gnomes forgot it in 2:58, but not in 2:59.
Or else that happens when they make a change in the Matrix....
Suzi + Red = Hott
Thirding this comment.
The new cat, Elliot? Is fucking heavy and he tried to push me out of bed last night.
Elliot nees to understand the rules of his new home. No pushing the human out of bed!
The only rule I have is "No walking on the keyboard." Which my cat still breaks sometimes - he'll just walk on it really fast so I don't have the chance to shoo him off.
Cats really have no sense of right and wrong. But they do understand that their actions (such as doing things their humans don't want them to do) can have consequences, and they decide on a case-by-case basis whether it's worth risking the consequences.
There's a great science fiction story about how the entire world is rebuilt every minute, and the reason that you sometimes find something in a place where you know you looked before is that the gnomes forgot it in 2:58, but not in 2:59.
I really hope they have better Configuration Management than any of the development projects I've worked on.
Our dear departed Puck's favorite rule to break was pouncing on bare ankles in the middle of the night, when one of us got up to go to the bathroom. This happened to me more frequently, since when I was pregnant I got up in the middle of the night to pee all. the. time.
Yup, he decided ankle-biting was worth the risk.
How is it that I felt fabulous when I woke up, and now I hab a code. I sneezed so hard a minute ago that I almost peed my pants.
I don't want a code.
t /whine
