Oh, Ginger. I hate your Home Depot!

Me too. It's less than a mile from my house, though. It's dreadful but convenient. It's like that old joke, "This food tastes terrible -- and there's not enough of it."

The people looking at the place thought the very fishy very garlicky food smelled good. Darn my newly acquired culinary skills!

Ginger, that's sucky. Did you run anyone over with the cart?

Did you run anyone over with the cart?

I thought about it, particularly after I fought my way out of the plant trap.

Next time, you'll have to make cabbage, sj.

Next time, you'll have to make cabbage, sj.

I'll make a note of that. Really, I'm just doing them a favor. They really don't want to get trapped into this place with a non-functional condo association and the screaming upstairs neighbors.

Sooooo.... we have been having the house concerts here for over a year and the promotions have been on our local egroup this entire time. and suddenly I get a - you can't put this on the egroup because it is a solicitation. Why now?

Ginger needs a bicycle bell to attach to her shopping cart.

beth, that's just dumb. It's not a solicitation, it's an announcement. Pssht.

vw, I'm sorry, but I'm not very entertaining. I don't even have any funny stories to tell.

sj, you should have asked the people where they were moving from, that you and TCG are looking for a place to live in a little peace.

Suzi, much ma for your job sitch.

Vortex, I can't say better than the versions you were given. I'm sorry it's a sticking point in getting your job done, though. You have my permission to remove the offender's ears with a quick stroke of your rapier wit and present them to her on a bed of endive and orzo.

juliana, good luck on departing your old job and assuming your new job with equanimity. And go party with DJ and relevant SFistas, party for those of us who can't be there.

All best luck on the yard sale Empress, and health-ma to Em.

Cash, StY missed several of his 10-month markers, and H and I naturally had to consider the worst-case scenario. The truth was, those were simply behaviors we hadn't asked of him or shown him. Once we did, he was up to the mark. I'm sure Owen is moving at a pace he considers entirely appropriate. I understand the unease, but others today have given such excellent advice. I'ma just pat your hand and tell you to trust what you know about your boy.

OOh, cheddar quakes. Must get some now, before tv.

That's annoying, beth. A similar thing happened to me with making a political announcement on a local political list. Apparently because mine was fundraising, it wasn't ok, but they had had lots of fundraising announcements earlier and the restriction wasn't listed in the guidelines. Apparently they decided this at some meeting and hadn't bothered to tell anyone about it. So, I feel for you. Also, I'm terribly, terribly jealous that I won't be able to attend.

I am bad. I once bumped someone's ass (lightly) with my shopping cart because she was standing cluelessly in the exact center of the aisle and I couldn't pass. When she looked at me with high dudgeon, I showed her my teeth in an exaggerated smile that said, "I'm gonna BITE."

She moved.

It's possible that I have become crankier in my old age.

Katie Bee! tacklehug