Colonel Jack O’Neill: Carter…Shamda here was just telling me a story about…a dog and some dancing monkeys.
Shamda: The moral of which is appearances can be deceptive.
Jack: (putting a hand on Shamda’s shoulder) I got that. Very good story, wonderful. Full of nuances, I like that.
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Colonel Jack O’Neill: Daniel?
Khordib: Arrom.
Jack: Arrom?
Khordib: It’s what we call him.
Shamda: It means naked one.
Khordib: That’s how we found him in the forest, two moons ago.
Major Pierce: Seems he doesn’t remember who he is.
Jonas Quinn: I got it.
Major Samantha Carter: Hopefully, it’s not contagious.
I won’t normally comment on politics. It’s just way too easy to offend just about everyone with a simple statement like “In my opinion, the President was wearing an ugly tie today.” Even though it’s my opinion, it just starts a flame war. I just agree that I disagree with people and leave it at that. I have my opinions on our government and I vote. I work for a local government and I am an elected official.
Ok. So my Beloved David was watching the news last night and the President of the United State is taking time out of his busy to announce his upcoming appearance on Muthbusters. And not only did he drag the Mythbusters (Jamie & Adam) all the way across the country for this press conference – he had his speech writers write him up a speech (because we all know this man doesn’t say hello without having a speech written) and he stopped his entire day to announce his upcoming appearance on a Reality TV show.
WTF! Doesn’t this man have better things to do with his time? Isn’t our economy in the tank? Don’t we have a health care crisis? Shouldn’t our Pretender & Thief be concentrating on these things rather than appearing on TV? And not even a news or a talk show – a reality TV show. Come on. Puh-LEASE!
I think Obama is putting the Mythbusters in a very awkward position. Not once in all of thier 8 season have the Mythbusters mentioned politics or religion. They have been very careful to keep their opinions off the show. As a matter of fact you don’t know if they are Republican, Democrat, Libertarian or Martian. You don’t know if they are Christian, Hindu or Buddist. But now, by forcing an appearing on the TV show Mythbusters our Pretender & Thief is making it seem like the Mythbusters are endorcing him and therefore his policies and his activities. Obama is being very unfair – but that doesn’t matter to him.
The Mythbusters are revisiting the Archimedes Death Ray. Again. For the 3rd time. I think that this is wrong myth for this show. I really think they should be revisiting the myth from the “End with a Bang” show. It’s where Jamie & Adam go to the zoo, gather various poop sample and attempt to polish it. Jamie took lion. Adam took giraffe. Yeah, the Polish a Turd myth would be appropriate, in my opinion, as I think our President is full of it. They proved once that you can polish a turd and they’d be able to prove it again. As my favorite Woozle says, “Polish a turd it’s still a turd.”
Here are some of tips and tricks for playing MyTown. They are things I’ve found on the web, discovered myself or had friends tell me. I’ll be updating this from time to time.
Tips:
- Have 1 of every type of property. Very Important! Icons
- Buy tons of Chemical X. You will use it.
- Don’t squander you money too much. You will need it as you level up.
- Level up. (which is a d’uh.)
- Suck it up and spend the $5 for the Unlimited Collect All Rent.
- Put the Stamps that speed up rent properties that create Components first. It speeds up the creation too.
Tricks:
- After buying the Unlimited Collect All rent for $5 (seriously do it – now) collect rent just before you create you items.
I play a game on my iPhone called MyTown. It’s fun, I’m somewhat obessed. I’ve created a file to help those who are at lower knows know what, where and how to create items. It’s a pdf file so everyone should be able to view it. This is obviously a work in process because I haven’t maxed out my levels yet. So as I level up I will update the file.
Or an alternative title could be … “It’s been 2 hours, what are we going to eat.”
Every September the Wetland’s Institute has a Wing’s & Water Festival. It’s basically a show case of what the WI does during the year, crafts and food. Food and more food.
Since my work year is busy from January to the middle of July, this is my vacation. I come and spend a couple of days with Mom & Dad and eat. 4 days is usually my limit anymore.
Did I mention food? And that we eat? By nature I am not an early riser. Up between 9 and 10. I’d give old Ben Franklin conniptions. So within 30 seconds of getting up, I’m told what is available for breakfast. Pancakes, Danish or French toast. Normally breakfast for me comes about 2 hours after I get up and is usually a piece of fruit or a yogurt. A big breakfast right after I get up is a bit of a shock. Lunch is promptly at noon. 12:15 at the latest. But I think that’s because of Dad. He eats at 7 or 8 am and gets grumpy when his tummy is empty.
And if you tell Mom you don’t want something (“Would you like some chips?”) I think she assumes she didn’t ask the right question and tries again (Would you like some corn chips?) and again (pretzels?). Same goes for quantity. If you say you want 2 pancakes she will counter with various other numbers (3, 4, etc.) until you (me that is) chose 3 or 4 or get testy.
I’m not surprised. Mom has always liked to feed me & my friends. When my friends would show up at our house, she ALWAYS had something on hand to eat. Or something she could just “throw together.” One of my fondest memories of Mom’s abilities to just whip up a meal was my 21st birthday. There were a group of us going out to dinner, but my friend Dave couldn’t go, but had stopped by. When Mom found out he was hungry, she just whipped him up something quick. Steak dinner. And she apologized for not having enough time to do a baked potato. Yeah, that’s my Mom! The Woman Who Likes to Feed People.
My Mom will never get an award for her cooking (she did get one for her quilting!). But she makes comfort food that is perfect. I love her oatmeal – thick and perfect. And she’s pretty darned good with the tuna steaks too! So bring on the pancakes and slap me down another piece of french toast. I love my Mom and miss her cooking already.
For the record, wet cats suck. They seem to have an uncontrollable need to dry themselves upon you. Or me that is. Right now it’s raining about 1″ per hour and our stupid four legged friends seem oblivious to this fact. Right now I need to change my t-shirt because I’ve had 3 cats dry themselves on me. The only good news about this is, when wet they don’t smell nearly as bad as dogs. So, if you will excuse me, I’m going to go change into dry clothes.
Hi. My name is Tacie and I’m a klutz.
The town I work in recently redid all the sidewalks and curbs with very nice brick sidewalks and granite curbs. The upgrades look very nice and very historic. However, when the curbs get wet they get slicker then snot covered ice. We’ve had a dry spell lately so the grease and grime and oil have had a chance to build up the curbs.
Enter the monsoon. We are in the middle of almost 24 hours of pretty steady rain. The local creeks and rivers are flooding (the Brandywine Creek is estimated to crest 14 feet over flood stage tomorrow at 3 pm). We had tornado warnings until 7 pm tonight – thank God none appeared. But it hasn’t stopped raining and is predicted to go until at least 1 am. And since weathermen can’t tell what the weather is doing unless their head is out a window (I have a weather cat who is more accurate – but that’s a post for another day) who know when it will end.
Enter the clutz. I was walking from my parking garage to my office when I went tushy over tincups on one of those slicker than snot curbs. I was wearing flip flops and I really went down hard on my left knee and I twisted my right ankle. I just thank God for 2 things – 1 it wasn’t pouring when I went down so I only got slightly wet and 2 my coworker Bob was right behind me. Thank you Bob!!! Make that 3 things… I didn’t rip or tear or soil any of my clothing. Bob helped me up and would have waited and walked up to the office with me, but I shooed him along. After all – it took me quite a while to get to the office and there was no sense on both of us being late!
I did manage to make it all day at the office. I iced my swollen ankle and put a big old band aide on my skinned knee. Which involved walking (limping) down the hall to the ladies room in my barefeet. I wasn’t putting those rotten flip flops back on. And don’tcha know, I ran smack dab into the HR director! But I was with my boss discussing my injuries. What I didn’t realize until I home was how swollen my knee is. WOW! It’s huge. Which explains why it hurts so much and won’t bend much. I must have hit the edge of the curb or something. So here I sit on the couch, ice pack (aka bag of frozen corn) on my left knee and right ankle wrapped in an ace bandage. And it really is an Ace bandage.
Here’s the fun part. We only have 1 bathroom – upstairs. And walking up the stairs is just not fun. Since my left knee doesn’t bend without pain. I’m guess a doctor’s visit is in my very near future if I can’t get the swelling down. Assuming I can get back across the Brandywine. I’ve been upstairs twice tonight. Next time I’m not coming back downstairs. Or I’ve gotta get a port-o-potty down in the living room so I don’t have to keep going up and down. Up is a lot easier than down. I’ve been coming down on my butt.
Thank you BP! I would not have made it into the office today without you. And thanks for checking up on me to make sure I was still alive and kicking. And with that… I gotta use the bathroom – again. And my frozen corn isn’t.