I just chickened out of asking a couple of the partners if we'd get to go later. Why does no one else here seem to care??? What is wrong with them???
Secretly replaced by aliens or clones? Maybe some alien race is filming a Folgers(tm) style commercial for clones.
I think Gud might be on to something.
I have been earwormed with "The Lonely Goatherd" from The Sound of Music.
The lyrics to this song have been replaced with The Prologue to the Canterbury Tales. Let's see if anybody notices."
ETA: Felicitations, sj, on the Anniversary of Your Natal Day! May the year ahead be full of love, laughter, friendship, and may today be as shiny and sparkly as you deserve!
Thanks for the well-wishes. It's one of the anniversaries that ends in zero, so you know, milestone. To celebrate? I'm taking him to eat crab legs tonight. Happy man.
I *like* "Don't Worry, Be Happy"!
Mmmm, crab legs. Nom nom nom.
That reminds me, I still have a $100 LobsterGram gift certificate I have to cash in before September! Hmm, maybe I'll order some crab legs (don't want to get live lobsters I have to cook up myself, thank you).
Puppy!!
I love the photo of the casting process--such a look on that face!
Gotta love the '50s, when everything was better when it was atomic....
Atomic Golf Ball (Mar, 1951)
IT may not be world-shattering news, but golfers will welcome one of the newest atomic developments once it emerges from the experimental stage. It’s a golf ball that can’t get lost. Minute quantities of radioactive materials are embedded under the cover of the ball so that if you carry a portable Geiger counter, you can locate it even in dense woods. When you’re getting close to the correct location, you’ll know by the signals on your headphones.
Below, Dr. William L. Davidson the inventor lets Lawson Little, famous golf pro, left, hear the tell-tale clicks. At the right, he gives the fairer sex a chance to marvel at modern science.
I *like* "Don't Worry, Be Happy"!
I don't mind that song either. But I've noticed that other people seem to have strongly negative reactions to it. A great reality show would be to lock a bunch of type-A volunteers into a house with an unlimited supply of coffee and a continuous loop of "Don't Worry, Be Happy".
Doing what I can to help the non-New Yorkers love Pat Kiernan: [link]
I am going to miss him so much!
ugh y'all. I am doing awful data entry financial code work. And I'm not convinced I am doing it right, but the person I am doing it for is not here and it was supposed to be done this week. If I have to do it all over I am not going to be thrilled.