Whoever did is is gonna be in BIG trouble when I get hold of them! I’m gonna bonk them over the head with my shovel, as soon as I get through lifting several tons of snow.
The bird feeders are wearing white top hats, the sidewalks and streets have disappeared, and I have to admit that it’s pretty out there.
Oh, the symphony of suburban snow blowers in the morning. . .
Now about those cliques. . .did you guys ever decide to come down off the fence last night?
I think your snow is headed our way for tonight and tomorrow. I heard 4-8 inches mentioned by the one weathercaster daring to make a prediction. My area is one that is hit or miss when these systems move through or converge.
from the south that bucket is going to keep getting refilled. It’s not enough that they brag about their warm weather, they actually have to go and mess it with ours.
Hi, rumi. I figured that with so many of us snowed in or frozen, we could use a good hot soak. Actually, the hot tub doesn’t officially open until a little later this morning, so I’m just blowing hot air at the moment.
Best time for a soak, though we’ve found that once it gets below about -5 your feet really start to stick to the deck and the temperature differential between body head gets to be a little much.
Gorgeous. When I clicked to enlarge, the “candy canes” reminded me of people huddling together at a political caucus, or gathered around each other on the floor of the stock exchange.
This is exquisite as always. I always skim through the cafe to find your contributions. They are so uplifting and rejuvenating. Makes me remember what is truly important.
That’s the Daly Glacier in Yoho National Park, British Columbia but very near the Alberta border.
If you would get a digital camera, you could actually take pictures of pictures and post them. And then I could see you squat (which admittedly up to now had not been on my sightseeing list).
Have you read the front page diary about glaciers shrinking? When was your photo taken? Is it recent? If it isn’t, then I’m wondering how much that glacier has retreated.
because, just like you, I’ve been good and been working (you’ve just been chugging through those galley pages, right?) but I’m sadly very familiar with the issue of retreating glaciers. It’s conceivable that Glacier National Park will be almost glacier-free in our lifetime.
The picture is recent and the glaciers in the Canadian rockies have been steadily retreated for years.
The trail we were hiking on when taking this picture is called the Iceline Trail. Just a century ago it was completely under the Emerald Glacier. Now it is completely exposed (which makes for an amazing hiking experience but one filled with the regret of being able to do it).
Great photo and thanks for sharing. It gives me a feeling of putting life in perspective. I enjoy the white stuff if I don’t have to work in it. Maybe I like it best when I can be warm inside and watch it.
Our grocery store – Aldi, sells remote control digital thermometers. And we’ve got them scattered all over the yard and in places like the basement and garage and attic. I’ve been posting the patio readings. 2.8 (8:00am).
I posted this information on the late night thread and forgot to copy it here. (temp 2.1 8:03 am)
My library will open at 10:30 (cause they’re crazy). But, I have pre-approved leave starting at 11:30. So Public-Relations guy (who was making the calls) and I decided that I’d stay home today. And I’m not sure I can get anywhere before tomorrow.
Another change in the schedule — spouse will be working a relatively civilized 9 – 5 from today until he finally gets his act together and gets off the “transitional work” program.
Actually a good day yesterday. We finally found a bed frame at IKEA — it’ll be delivered tomorrow morning giving me a day to get stuff cleaned up around here. I’m going to call the mattress place and arrange for a Monday delivery; that way we’ll have Saturday to take apart the old bed, and Sunday to put together the new one — we’re going to stay at a local hotel for those two nights so we don’t have to sleep on the floor.
Oh, and I found out that I’m going to be getting some unexpected money — my siblings and I need to make a minimum withdrawal from the “stretch” IRAs we set up after Mom’s death (basically rolling over hers). Surprises like that can be very nice… 🙂
Okay, time for me to get the spouse moving, so we can do a few errands before he has to head for work… 🙂
I probably won’t be able to host Monday’s Cafe — Monday morning will be busy coming back home from the hotel (I will have the laptop with me — the place we’re staying has free high-speed Internet) and making the new bed when it’s delivered. Go ahead and pencil me in for the following Monday (I think that’s the 18th)…
Alice’s Law of Compensatory Cash Flow (via Calvin Trillin).
Works like this. Let’s say you have to travel to Indiana and find an airline ticket for $350. Before you buy the ticket, you find out that someone you know is driving there and you decide to go with them. You chip in $75 for gas. Although you actually spent $75, you had planned to spend $350 which means that you have $275 mentally spent dollars available for however you want.
just drops off the stuff and takes off…actually, they prefer you take everything home yourself, but our car was too small so we paid extra to have it home delivered. Since the majority of our apartment is furnished in Early American IKEA, we’ve got lots of experience putting stuff together. 🙂
And the mattress is coming from a different locale; we ordered that from Select Comfort. It’s one of those “Sleep Number” beds — it’s probably going to be the last bed we’ll ever buy so we wanted something really good. They go through this whole big thing to find your “sleep number”, with a computer that shows the pressure points and everything — for a techhead like me, very cool.
Too bad, when I bought a bed a few years back for my apartment, it was from one of those tiny futon stores. The guys delivered it and set it up for me – took them about 30 minutes, it would have taken me hours. And then one of them asked for my phone number. Talk about your full service.
I hope you are not predicting something tremendously dire, in saying this is the last bed you’ll ever buy.
They’re native to Northern California into Oregon and Idaho, winter-growing succulents. They are from the mountains. Some of them are even in serpentine soils, but they are all in rocky soils. They can handle frost, but need very good drainage. Full sun.
Not much scent. This photo is of one hybridized for the color.
They’re named for Lewis, as in Lewis and Clark, and are also known as bitterroot – they’re edible, but, well, bitter (so they say).
Hey, smart frogs and close readers, I need advice on a word.
Let’s say there’s an 18 year old boy and the year is 1986. Do you think that in describing a sexy girl, he’d call her “hot”? Or do you think the usage is more recent than that?
My guy friends back then (and I was 19, btw) referred to the girls they were chasing as cute. I don’t really remember people being “hot”, but I was on Dead tour then, so maybe I was living in an alternate universe?
I was 16 that year, and regardless of sex, we tended to describe an attractive person as “fine” or as a “babe”. “Fine” was often further modified for emphasis or depending on context, or sometimes combined with “babe”, ie: “She’s super-fine,” or “He is one fine-ass babe.” Gender would not be important to these usages. “Stone fox” was also still in use, although by then with some measure of ironic nostalgia, given that that was a 70s phrase.
I wish I knew someone with a subscription to their website. It would be interesting to know if their citations are recent enough to answer this question.
All I want for Xmas is an OED. I’ve been saying that for years. Nobody listens, nobody cares, I think I’ll go eat mud if I can dig it out from under the snow.
You might already know this but a lot of public libraries and even entire states, including Indiana, subscribe to electronic reference sources you can access with your library card ID number. For instance at Indianapolis-Marion County Public Library they have Oxford Reference Online — though that one may not include the OED with all the etymologies and usage details.
My library has a very nice page where it lists all the research tools it offers (I’m been hooked on NoveList) but the OED is not one of them. But maybe if I go and whine pathetically, they will add it.
I just whiled away a fun five minutes musing over the many variations of hot in OED and finally came across this:
DRAFT ADDITIONS MARCH 2005
hot, a. (n.2)
* slang (orig. U.S.). Of a person (originally a woman): sexually attractive. Cf. RED-HOT a. 2a.
1926 New Republic 17 Feb. 350/2 If you’ve forgotten your mythology, Aphrodite{em}more widely known as Venus{em}was the hot momma of goddesses. 1961 A. SILLITOE Key to Door (1962) xvi. 211 Give me the address of a hot girl then. 1983 J. DILLINGER Adrenaline 103 Jillions of hot young guys. 1999 Cosmopolitan June 312/3 Do you own a dress that makes you look and feel really hot?
Cool! Thanks so much, l’lil. That entry makes me think that maybe the use of “hot,” alone, instead of with a noun, is the recent part of the usage. That last entry, from Cosmo, suggests that might be true. So a boy in 1986 might have said, “a hot girl,” but maybe not said, “she’s hot.” Or not. I think I’ll use another word!
It’s way too long for me to copy it all, but other parts of the “hot” entry, taken together, suggest to me that you’re on the right track. I almost wrote “the write track” lol!)
kansas is the master of passive-aggressive research and even the Blue Dot bows to her superior skills (but I’d still rather have my own subscription to the OED).
c. Excited with sexual desire; lustful; of animals, `in heat’ (see HEAT n. 13). Also of a play, book, etc.: licentious. Phr. (U.S. slang) to have (or get) hot pants, to be (or become) aroused with sexual desire. Also, hot pants, a highly sexed (young) woman. Cf. senses 10b and 12c.
1500-20 DUNBAR Poems xiii. 52 Thair cumis {ygh}ung monkis..And in the courte thair hait flesche dantis. c1511 1st Eng. Bk. Amer. (Arb.) Introd. 27 Very hoote and dyposed to lecherdnes. 1604 SHAKES. Oth. III. iii. 403 Were they as prime as Goates, as hot as Monkeyes. 1797 Phil. Trans. LXXXVII. 199, I took a female rabbit, hot, (as the feeders term it) that is, ready to be impregnated. 1892 E. J. MILLIKEN ‘Arry Ballads 37 As most of our plays are now cribbed from the French, wy they’re all pooty ‘ot. 1898 J. D. BRAYSHAW Slum Silhouettes 31 She was a ‘an’some gal, was Daisy..but..she wos a fair scorcher, jist abart as ‘ot as they make ’em. 1908 Daily Chron. 22 June 6/5 Publishing firms..discovered that money was to be made out of what they called `the hot novel’. 1927 K. NICHOLSON Barker II. ii. 112 When you had him all hot pants you married him. 1933 D. L. SAYERS Murder must Advertise viii. 148 He said to Mr. Tallboy he thought the headline was a bit hot. And Mr. Tallboy said he had a nasty mind. 1935 J. T. FARRELL Judgement Day xvi. 383 A burlesque show. The hottest ones were south of Van Buren. 1936 J. STEINBECK In Dubious Battle 64 Every time the sun shines on my back all afternoon I get hot pants. 1961 S. PRICE Just for Record v. 36 You’ve got the hot-pants for some good~looking piece. 1963 M. MCCARTHY Group iii. 48 I’ve still got hot pants for her, if you want to call that love. 1963 L. MEYNELL Virgin Luck ii. 30, I was just a hot little bit throwing myself at the head of the nearest presentable male. 1966 C. ROBERTSON Judas Spies iii. 31 His second wife, this blonde hot pants. 1968 K. AMIS I want it Now i. 39 It would help to hold off little hot-pants, and might distract him from the thought of what he was so very soon going to be doing to her. 1968 O. WYND Sumatra Seven Zero x. 159 `You ought to marry.’ `That can wait. I haven’t got as hot pants as I look.’ 1971 W. HANLEY Blue Dreams xiii. 221 `I’m hot as a firecracker is what I am,’ she said demurely.
Sauntering over to the Cafe for a cup of that tempting hot chocolate, I did some window shopping along Diary Row and went on into a few remarkable postings where I was inspired and informed. I’d like to suggest them to you:
I just found out I can read C & J and check it the froggy cafe here from work… I thought both places had been firewalled. Yippee!!! I can check-in during lunchtime – Yay!!!
And from lunch, just a hop-skip & jump to break time. Then, maybe a quick peak. And, I’ll just read this diary — it’s actually applicable to my job, isn’t it?
Help!
I just got an email from The Bride. She’s got a schedule for tomorrow and Saturday.
In it she says what time the rehearsal is to start but doesn’t list who’s supposed to go to it.
She does say that the Grooms family (with a list that includes me and mr katiebird(!?) is supposed to march down the aisle together at the beginning of the ceremony.
Does this mean we have to rehearse?
Because they never mentioned we were part of the ceremony.
We you planning on going to the rehearsal and rehearsal dinner?
’cause if you are supposed to do anything they will tell you then. Otherwise, you find yourselves some chairs and play invisible people (if you need hints on how to do this, Jim and I have perfected this art).
Okay, you are going to have to decipher practically that entire comment for me. I feel tragically unhip. Not hot. Uncool. The OED wouldn’t have me in its clique.
of the passive-aggressive research clique shouldn’t I make you find this out yourself?
Except that I still have a really strong anti-clique impulse left over from hippy-dippy days so …
Alton Brown has a great show on the Food Channel called Good Eats (which I guarantee you will enjoy whether you care to cook or not) and because of his weird, witty and wonderful ways has a bit of a cut following. He always uses kosher salt.
this is one of the worst lines I’ve come up with. We were getting a brief spate of what is called “corn snow” which I realized looks remarkably like kosher salt. Hence the very bad joke.
And now of course you will ask but what is corn snow. It is “unconsolidated granular snow that has gone through a short freeze-and-thaw process.”
I take this whole discussion as a sign you should close the cafe 🙁
Of course! I know what that is, and you’re absolutely right, it looks like kosher salt. See? All it took was detailed explaining to completely destroy your very nice line.
But I have closed the cafe. New one’s open though and it’s not snowing over there.
Life is too short to tough it out long term. Who wants to spend a third of their day being miserable? Devote your energies to finding a new position, and bail ASAP.
on my yard???
Whoever did is is gonna be in BIG trouble when I get hold of them! I’m gonna bonk them over the head with my shovel, as soon as I get through lifting several tons of snow.
The bird feeders are wearing white top hats, the sidewalks and streets have disappeared, and I have to admit that it’s pretty out there.
Oh, the symphony of suburban snow blowers in the morning. . .
Now about those cliques. . .did you guys ever decide to come down off the fence last night?
I think your snow is headed our way for tonight and tomorrow. I heard 4-8 inches mentioned by the one weathercaster daring to make a prediction. My area is one that is hit or miss when these systems move through or converge.
I might have to borrow your snow shovel/bonker.
I dunno. I think we may have emptied the bucket. There may not be any left to dump on you.
from the south that bucket is going to keep getting refilled. It’s not enough that they brag about their warm weather, they actually have to go and mess it with ours.
I know! And then they smirk.
I’m so jealous! The map on weather.com looks like our house should be covered by feet of snow…but barely a flake has appeared. I want snow!!!
Stupid Midwest….
Ship it to Seattle. We never get nearly enough snow around here, in my opinion.
Just time it to arrive late Friday, will ya? That way I can avoid having to go out in it (until Monday morning anyway).
Steamy soaks and stimulating conversation. That’s always a great combination. Neat photos you have there, too.
Hi, rumi. I figured that with so many of us snowed in or frozen, we could use a good hot soak. Actually, the hot tub doesn’t officially open until a little later this morning, so I’m just blowing hot air at the moment.
The hot soaking would be welcome any time. There’s one bad result in particular by prolonged fence-sitting…
..splinters are a real pain in the ass too.
Best time for a soak, though we’ve found that once it gets below about -5 your feet really start to stick to the deck and the temperature differential between body head gets to be a little much.
Uh… That’s supposed to be body and head.
Hi kansas … and rumi. (Yes, one problem w/ prolonged fence-sitting: sore butts!)
I’ve got a photo for you today… a new one. It was taken this summer from the garden:
Clematis, taken 9.17.2005 view large
This flower was big — about 3-4″ across. I was really struck by the colouring though. The red and white reminds me of candycanes.
I’m off to work now. I’ll check in later.
Have a good morning all…
<waving and rushing out the house>
Gorgeous. When I clicked to enlarge, the “candy canes” reminded me of people huddling together at a political caucus, or gathered around each other on the floor of the stock exchange.
Can you tell I got 3 hours sleep?
I’ll get some padding for the fence rails.
Great color in the pic. Nature’s beauty at work.
This is exquisite as always. I always skim through the cafe to find your contributions. They are so uplifting and rejuvenating. Makes me remember what is truly important.
Thank you.
Good to see you in the Cafe today!
to tell you not to let that pathetic little white stuff get you down. Soon enough it will be ugly gray sludge and then you will really hate it.
What me worry?
You’re such a comfort.
How you feelin’?
And may I say, cool photo. What glacier is that, and where? If I had a scanner I’d show you me squatting on a glacier somewhere in Alberta.
That’s the Daly Glacier in Yoho National Park, British Columbia but very near the Alberta border.
If you would get a digital camera, you could actually take pictures of pictures and post them. And then I could see you squat (which admittedly up to now had not been on my sightseeing list).
Have you read the front page diary about glaciers shrinking? When was your photo taken? Is it recent? If it isn’t, then I’m wondering how much that glacier has retreated.
because, just like you, I’ve been good and been working (you’ve just been chugging through those galley pages, right?) but I’m sadly very familiar with the issue of retreating glaciers. It’s conceivable that Glacier National Park will be almost glacier-free in our lifetime.
The picture is recent and the glaciers in the Canadian rockies have been steadily retreated for years.
The trail we were hiking on when taking this picture is called the Iceline Trail. Just a century ago it was completely under the Emerald Glacier. Now it is completely exposed (which makes for an amazing hiking experience but one filled with the regret of being able to do it).
Great photo and thanks for sharing. It gives me a feeling of putting life in perspective. I enjoy the white stuff if I don’t have to work in it. Maybe I like it best when I can be warm inside and watch it.
And is that a blue dot I see on a distant peak?
But the sky is blue now!
Temp down to 3.2 (7:50am) from 3.8 (7:10am) from 4.5 (6:45am) from 5.5 (5:45am).
Which, may I say, is not good.
You must a very fine thermometer to get these fractional readings.
So why aren’t you out there with your laptop?
Our grocery store – Aldi, sells remote control digital thermometers. And we’ve got them scattered all over the yard and in places like the basement and garage and attic. I’ve been posting the patio readings. 2.8 (8:00am).
Dangerous?
Here’s Katiebird Manor:
We’re supposed to get snow tonight, maybe, but it won’t be anything like that I’m sure.
That’s beautiful!!
Can you get to work today?
I posted this information on the late night thread and forgot to copy it here. (temp 2.1 8:03 am)
My library will open at 10:30 (cause they’re crazy). But, I have pre-approved leave starting at 11:30. So Public-Relations guy (who was making the calls) and I decided that I’d stay home today. And I’m not sure I can get anywhere before tomorrow.
You’re not going to the library today, are you?
Nope. I have galleys to read here.
I think we bottomed out. Temp is 3.2 (8:12am)
Ouch.
I was trying to do a mental conversion from Celsius until I realized it would be between 32 and 40 and that wouldn’t really be possible.
I’m glad it worked out that you didn’t have to trundle off to work in that cold.
Another change in the schedule — spouse will be working a relatively civilized 9 – 5 from today until he finally gets his act together and gets off the “transitional work” program.
Actually a good day yesterday. We finally found a bed frame at IKEA — it’ll be delivered tomorrow morning giving me a day to get stuff cleaned up around here. I’m going to call the mattress place and arrange for a Monday delivery; that way we’ll have Saturday to take apart the old bed, and Sunday to put together the new one — we’re going to stay at a local hotel for those two nights so we don’t have to sleep on the floor.
Oh, and I found out that I’m going to be getting some unexpected money — my siblings and I need to make a minimum withdrawal from the “stretch” IRAs we set up after Mom’s death (basically rolling over hers). Surprises like that can be very nice… 🙂
Okay, time for me to get the spouse moving, so we can do a few errands before he has to head for work… 🙂
“Unexpected money!” Two of my favorite words in the English language.
I probably won’t be able to host Monday’s Cafe — Monday morning will be busy coming back home from the hotel (I will have the laptop with me — the place we’re staying has free high-speed Internet) and making the new bed when it’s delivered. Go ahead and pencil me in for the following Monday (I think that’s the 18th)…
You are penciled in for that Monday. With x’s and o’s beside your name.
Not to be confused with the ever deceptive phrase, extra money
Alice’s Law of Compensatory Cash Flow (via Calvin Trillin).
Works like this. Let’s say you have to travel to Indiana and find an airline ticket for $350. Before you buy the ticket, you find out that someone you know is driving there and you decide to go with them. You chip in $75 for gas. Although you actually spent $75, you had planned to spend $350 which means that you have $275 mentally spent dollars available for however you want.
don’t put it together for you? 🙁
just drops off the stuff and takes off…actually, they prefer you take everything home yourself, but our car was too small so we paid extra to have it home delivered. Since the majority of our apartment is furnished in Early American IKEA, we’ve got lots of experience putting stuff together. 🙂
And the mattress is coming from a different locale; we ordered that from Select Comfort. It’s one of those “Sleep Number” beds — it’s probably going to be the last bed we’ll ever buy so we wanted something really good. They go through this whole big thing to find your “sleep number”, with a computer that shows the pressure points and everything — for a techhead like me, very cool.
Too bad, when I bought a bed a few years back for my apartment, it was from one of those tiny futon stores. The guys delivered it and set it up for me – took them about 30 minutes, it would have taken me hours. And then one of them asked for my phone number. Talk about your full service.
I hope you are not predicting something tremendously dire, in saying this is the last bed you’ll ever buy.
Now, that’s what’s called customer service. It’s always fun to guess how many pieces will be left over on a customer self assembly project.
🙂
And we even have some lovely Northern Cal native lewisias starting to bloom.
It’s beautiful. Thanks.
Do they have a scent? What kind of climate do the thrive in? Not that I hold any hope they’d grow here in the sub-tropics — but.
They’re native to Northern California into Oregon and Idaho, winter-growing succulents. They are from the mountains. Some of them are even in serpentine soils, but they are all in rocky soils. They can handle frost, but need very good drainage. Full sun.
Not much scent. This photo is of one hybridized for the color.
They’re named for Lewis, as in Lewis and Clark, and are also known as bitterroot – they’re edible, but, well, bitter (so they say).
Here’s some more info.
above the mountains? And why are buildings and other objects connected to sharp, black silhouettes along the ground?
It seems like it’s been 40 days and nights ago but we’ve got ourselves a sunny morning here in the Sound.
For you snowbounders from the Rockies and eastward, a reminder of days to come from our dog walk yesterday during a brief clearing:
Now’s the time we start feeling Real Good® on our climate selection. Keep warm, all!
Gooserock…I forgot, are you on the seattle or kitsap side or…other?
Hey, smart frogs and close readers, I need advice on a word.
Let’s say there’s an 18 year old boy and the year is 1986. Do you think that in describing a sexy girl, he’d call her “hot”? Or do you think the usage is more recent than that?
My guy friends back then (and I was 19, btw) referred to the girls they were chasing as cute. I don’t really remember people being “hot”, but I was on Dead tour then, so maybe I was living in an alternate universe?
Don’t think hot was used then, perhaps cool or super cool, in earlier time it was bitchin…hot is fairly recent, but could be wrong…and hi everyone.
I was 16 that year, and regardless of sex, we tended to describe an attractive person as “fine” or as a “babe”. “Fine” was often further modified for emphasis or depending on context, or sometimes combined with “babe”, ie: “She’s super-fine,” or “He is one fine-ass babe.” Gender would not be important to these usages. “Stone fox” was also still in use, although by then with some measure of ironic nostalgia, given that that was a 70s phrase.
In trying to remember back that far, I was 18 in 1977 and a hot girl was definitely cool and knew when to be more one than the other.
Okay, this helps a lot. Thanks to all.
I wish I knew someone with a subscription to their website. It would be interesting to know if their citations are recent enough to answer this question.
All I want for Xmas is an OED. I’ve been saying that for years. Nobody listens, nobody cares, I think I’ll go eat mud if I can dig it out from under the snow.
I have the old microprint version but if I were a writer who could write it off as an expense, I’d sure go for the online subscription.
What, do for myself what others could do for me? Wouldn’t that break the Golden Rule, or something?
You might already know this but a lot of public libraries and even entire states, including Indiana, subscribe to electronic reference sources you can access with your library card ID number. For instance at Indianapolis-Marion County Public Library they have Oxford Reference Online — though that one may not include the OED with all the etymologies and usage details.
Thanks for being such a good librarian 🙂
My library has a very nice page where it lists all the research tools it offers (I’m been hooked on NoveList) but the OED is not one of them. But maybe if I go and whine pathetically, they will add it.
I just whiled away a fun five minutes musing over the many variations of hot in OED and finally came across this:
(accessed online through my university library.)
Cool! Thanks so much, l’lil. That entry makes me think that maybe the use of “hot,” alone, instead of with a noun, is the recent part of the usage. That last entry, from Cosmo, suggests that might be true. So a boy in 1986 might have said, “a hot girl,” but maybe not said, “she’s hot.” Or not. I think I’ll use another word!
It’s way too long for me to copy it all, but other parts of the “hot” entry, taken together, suggest to me that you’re on the right track. I almost wrote “the write track” lol!)
I can’t proofread for shit.
But you number things well.
I’m so glad you couldn’t resist. What a steamy little entry that is!
lol!
Yes, thanks. I was thinking the same thing. I’m a bit dyposed to the lecherdness myself but it’s all pretty hoote text.
Sauntering over to the Cafe for a cup of that tempting hot chocolate, I did some window shopping along Diary Row and went on into a few remarkable postings where I was inspired and informed. I’d like to suggest them to you:
How to Volunteer in NOLA
and
Akha People.
lol. I thought you had invented a new word for disgusting diaries: diariew.
I say we both use it as per your definition.
I just found out I can read C & J and check it the froggy cafe here from work… I thought both places had been firewalled. Yippee!!! I can check-in during lunchtime – Yay!!!
Can’t check my emails though… crap.
And from lunch, just a hop-skip & jump to break time. Then, maybe a quick peak. And, I’ll just read this diary — it’s actually applicable to my job, isn’t it?
It most certainly IS applicable to your job. Did librarylil not just quote from a library reference book? I rest your case.
Most excellent. We can’t have you stuck behind a firewall, piteously crying to be released!
Help!
I just got an email from The Bride. She’s got a schedule for tomorrow and Saturday.
In it she says what time the rehearsal is to start but doesn’t list who’s supposed to go to it.
She does say that the Grooms family (with a list that includes me and mr katiebird(!?) is supposed to march down the aisle together at the beginning of the ceremony.
Does this mean we have to rehearse?
Because they never mentioned we were part of the ceremony.
We you planning on going to the rehearsal and rehearsal dinner?
’cause if you are supposed to do anything they will tell you then. Otherwise, you find yourselves some chairs and play invisible people (if you need hints on how to do this, Jim and I have perfected this art).
Apparently the weather gods are fans of Alton Brown because it is currently snowing kosher salt.
Okay, you are going to have to decipher practically that entire comment for me. I feel tragically unhip. Not hot. Uncool. The OED wouldn’t have me in its clique.
of the passive-aggressive research clique shouldn’t I make you find this out yourself?
Except that I still have a really strong anti-clique impulse left over from hippy-dippy days so …
Alton Brown has a great show on the Food Channel called Good Eats (which I guarantee you will enjoy whether you care to cook or not) and because of his weird, witty and wonderful ways has a bit of a cut following. He always uses kosher salt.
and now the salt is falling out of the sky?
lol! You and me, both, lil. Maybe it’s sleet?
Andi, you’ll have to speak more slowly.
this is one of the worst lines I’ve come up with. We were getting a brief spate of what is called “corn snow” which I realized looks remarkably like kosher salt. Hence the very bad joke.
And now of course you will ask but what is corn snow. It is “unconsolidated granular snow that has gone through a short freeze-and-thaw process.”
I take this whole discussion as a sign you should close the cafe 🙁
Sorry Andi. It’s so cold in here my brain is sluggish.
all bad jokes are the sin of their progenitor — otherwise I can’t claim credit for the good ones.
Of course! I know what that is, and you’re absolutely right, it looks like kosher salt. See? All it took was detailed explaining to completely destroy your very nice line.
But I have closed the cafe. New one’s open though and it’s not snowing over there.
Do tell!
Help! I hate my job and moved 300 miles to work here only 3 months ago! What should I do?
Tough it out?
Look for another job?
I feel like I have to get out of here, but there’s nowhere to go!
Do both… tough it out while you look for a new job. The fact that you are looking will ease your mind about your current situation.
Come on over to the new cafe and we’ll commiserate with you in the hot tub. Problems are so much more easily solved in a hot tub.
I’m joing spiderleaf’s clique on this one. Don’t quit your current job at least until you have some solid leads on new ones.
Life is too short to tough it out long term. Who wants to spend a third of their day being miserable? Devote your energies to finding a new position, and bail ASAP.