We *never* close early, unless there's life-threatening snow falling.
What about for an imminent Second Coming.
Gunn: Well, how horrible is this thing? Lorne: I haven't read the Book of Revelations lately, but if I was searching for adjectives, I'd probably start there.
'Hell Bound'
Natter 48 Contiguous States of Denial
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Sue - Dec 29, 2006 8:56:42 am PST #8617 of 10007
hip deep in pie
Scrappy - Dec 29, 2006 8:57:59 am PST #8618 of 10007
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
We are open 24 hrs, so no early leaving ever. As a salaried person, I can leave a bit early if I choose. and I think I WILL choose today.
msbelle - Dec 29, 2006 8:58:03 am PST #8619 of 10007
I remember the crazy days. 500 posts an hour. Nubmer! Natgbsb
This will be the last "closing early". From now on it will be, if all your work is done, you can leave early. AS IF!
Scrappy - Dec 29, 2006 8:58:11 am PST #8620 of 10007
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.
Steph L. - Dec 29, 2006 8:58:17 am PST #8621 of 10007
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite impossible to describe
We *never* close early, unless there's life-threatening snow falling.
What about for an imminent Second Coming.
I'm guessing the fact that we aren't closing early is proof that Jesus isn't coming back today.
Meh again.
tommyrot - Dec 29, 2006 9:04:13 am PST #8622 of 10007
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
Typo takes tourist 13,000 km out
Hasn't something like this been in the news before?
BERLIN, Germany (Reuters) -- A 21-year-old German tourist who wanted to visit his girlfriend in the Australian metropolis Sydney landed 13,000 kilometers (8,077 miles) away near Sidney, Montana, after mistyping his destination on a flight booking Web site.
Dressed for the Australian summer in T-shirt and shorts, Tobi Gutt left Germany on Saturday for a four-week holiday.
Instead of arriving "down under", Gutt found himself on a different continent and bound for the chilly state of Montana.
"I did wonder but I didn't want to say anything," Gutt told the Bild newspaper. "I thought to myself, you can fly to Australia via the United States."
Gutt's airline ticket routed him via the U.S. city of Portland, Oregon, to Billings, Montana. Only as he was about to board a commuter flight to Sidney -- an oil town of about 5,000 people -- did he realize his mistake.
The hapless tourist, who had only a thin jacket to keep out the winter cold, spent three days in Billings airport before he was able to buy a new ticket to Australia with 600 euros in cash that his parents and friends sent over from Germany.
Jesse - Dec 29, 2006 9:05:12 am PST #8623 of 10007
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
WOO HOO! We are closing at 2:30! So awesome! I am no longer cranky!!!
Nora Deirdre - Dec 29, 2006 9:14:21 am PST #8624 of 10007
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
I stayed home sick today and Tom made me curried parsnip-potato-leek soup, which was Teh Yum.
Man, I'm so glad to be home and able to cook in my kitchen again. Or, rather, have Tom cook for me in my kitchen.
bon bon - Dec 29, 2006 9:18:35 am PST #8625 of 10007
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.
I told some people away from the office on their vacation that I would have a draft for them ready by this morning. I've barely started on it. They won't read it until Tuesday anyway.
For lunch it was a quesadilla and the cafeteria chef's special "rice with granules" (...I don't know either) because I "look like the kind of woman who enjoys life." Apparently. And then the cafeteria cashier tried to convince me to become a teetotaler, I think. I think the cafeteria employees need to confer and agree about what kind of person they want me to be next year.
Lee - Dec 29, 2006 9:21:26 am PST #8626 of 10007
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
We get to leave early too, but then I have to go to the eye doctor to figure out what's wrong with my eye.
FUN!