Natter 73: Chuck Norris only wishes he could Natter
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Yeesh. I think the word for that is just "asshole".
Well, YES. This is the same woman who, before she was the project manager was a coworker. Once she was at a clinic for a different project she was on, and knew a coworker was supposed to be there the same day for our project. She didn't see the coworker at like, 9;15AM. Rather than assume it was none of her business what the coworker had arranged (like maybe the person she was working with comes in late or had a meeting, or maybe she was flying in that morning), rather than calling the coworker to say "hey, weren't you supposed to be here today? Are you running late or did something come up?", she instead called the coworker's BOSS to say "OMG, I'm SO WORRIED about [coworker] because she's supposed to be here and she's not!" (Coworker walked in about 15 minutes later, had been stuck in traffic). Seriously. BITCH.
meara, wish I could help, I'd write something similar in my boss's review. Do they want specifics, or will something general like "lack of communication skills" suffice?
So, the porch is clean, the Welcome mat is out, the gate is open, the lights are on, and a vat of candy is on the table outside. Hopefully none of the little varmints will take the whole thing. Me and my persistent hacking cough are going upstairs to sort laundry.
While I'm normally down with whole ingredients I have to agree that he ultimate grilled cheese is Kraft American on Wonder bread grilled with fucktons of butter.
I bought WAY too much candy. The weather is really lovely so I hope I get a tons of kids. Otherwise too much candy for me. In the past I have given the leftovers to a nursing home. I'll have to see what the options are. I mean I really bought too much. Ooops.
Trick-or-treating starts in 3 hours here, but it's going to be in the 30s by then, and rainy. In a good year we get only 30 kids. I'm betting we get 10 this year. (Of course, we bought 3 bags of candy, because that means leftovers for Tim. Okay, and me.)
We are supposed to be getting a cold snap, but it will still be near 80 at TorT time. The next couple overnight temps are supposed to be in the 50s and 60s. Open windows! Even the daytime will barely be above 80. So excited. I love this time of year.
I can remember wearing long underwear under my costume when I was a kid in Utica, NY.
Part of my costume this year involves a polar fleece hoodie. Mind you, it's a BAT hoodie, with wings and fuzzy ears, and I'm wearing it with a ballgown skirt, but. Hoodie.
I can remember wearing long underwear under my costume when I was a kid in Utica, NY.
Yeah, some years if we're lucky, it's in the 50s at trick-or-treat time (and there is an occasional glorious super-warm Halloween where it's in the 60s, even at 6 pm). But chilly is usually the way it goes, and a few years we've even had snow.
I try to sit out on the porch for the whole trick-or-treat time, but that's not happening this year. I'll light the jack-o-lanterns and then retreat back to the warmth and the teevee for some Buffy Halloween episodes.
Our costumes as kids were usually designed to go over coats.
So I'm driving home from my exciting day of an 8:30 dermatology appointment for a mystery rash and then a 9:15 transfusion, and there's a science spot on NPR. As the reporter/host introduced one story, I heard, "What would a comic perfume smell like?" He listed some things, and then said, "How about a hefty amount of sulfur? I thought, "Well, yeah, there are fart jokes, but..."
Then I realized he said, "comet perfume."
Never mind.
I guess I won't be taking the lakefront path to walk home from work today, because the path has been closed due to Lake Michigan flooding Lakeshore Drive: [link]