I'm celebrating by listening to my iPod's random selection of songs that I've given five stars....
What a great way to celebrate!!! I may have to start rating my songs in preparation for copying this idea for my birthday (or maybe for days when I'm feeling down).
Happy Birthday, Tommy!
You're welcome tommy! I hope you have a lovely day.
It is, in fact, the definition of the job.
Indeed. I just got one that ended with, "Please correct." And I thought, "It is entirely possible that I made a mistake when entering the information. I am human, after all. But first, perhaps, we should consider that you misspelled Lawyer's Name, which I noticed and corrected for you because I am conscientious like that. Now, if you'd like me to incorrect my correction just so you can find Lawyer's Name again, please let me know."
Happy Birthday, tommyrot!
Indeed. I just got one that ended with, "Please correct."
I think you should post all of those e-mails here throughout the day, so we can help you compose responses.
Dear Sir,
The name as entered in the database is correct. Please see my sources here, here, and here. NEVER DOUBT ME AGAIN.
Sincerely,
shrift
I think you should post all of those e-mails here throughout the day, so we can help you compose responses.
That would be fun.
"Dear Sir,
In response to your request to 'please correct' said information, I would ask that you consider my obvious INFALLIBILITY and OMNIPOTENCE. I recommend you re-think your request and its wording, perhaps phrasing it more as a prayer and begin it with 'O Great and Sage Shrift, Whose Light Is As That Of The Heavenly Firmament and Whose Wisdom I would never consider to doubt, if thou wouldst address thy lowly supplicant's trivial concerns...' or similar lest I unleash my DIVINE AND UNSTOPPABLE WRATH.
The sacrifice of a fatted calf or a firstborn child is also acceptable. This will speed response time to your request.
Sincerely,
Shrift
All Powerful
Tech Support"
Well, I am pretty sociopathic in the morning.
I can't believe how active and smiley the kids are. Just about a year ago we were scared and they weren't even as big as their heads are, now.
Last weekend when I was taking Noah out for a bouncy walk up and down the driveway he was happily checking out the trees and the birds and the cars driving by, and I had to sit him up on the car hood because he was just so HEAVY. And I thought, "he's SO BIG! YAY! We need to buy him a swing set."