Where in the World is Bob Saget?

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Gabe1

Ivory Tower Squabble EST 2011. WINDMILL SURVIVOR
sooo...am I the only one who thought Body Wars was awesome??....like one of my favorite attractions as a child.. o_O

I liked it, my DH didn't. My DD did OK, my DS was very very young and came off it so stoked. He had just turned 3 years old. They had stopped him going in, it originally had a 3 year old minimum. I took out his park ticket and said he is 3 or I would not have purchased a ticket for him as under 3 is free admission. They let him on and he had a blast.
Oh crap. My wife must have been shopping today. I have Zulily banner ads. :banghead:

Go Wife!!!!

I don't even use the word "hole" for that anymore.
I just say "I'm gonna' go dig a Hoffa."




:cautious:

I still look at this one as a mystery that is likely never to be solved. A good mystery nonetheless.
 

Gabe1

Ivory Tower Squabble EST 2011. WINDMILL SURVIVOR
I don't like Starburst either.
The flavours are too fake - almost chemically.

The sheer beauty of a StarBurst or an Airhead. Slurp.

I had to explain to the dentist what an Airhead was. I'm sure he could have asked his 3 young kids, bet they deep down knew. :rolleyes:
Oh my, this reminds me...
One of my coworkers brought in a WHOLE BUNCH of cherry tomatoes from his garden today.
I was poppin' 'em like grapes this afternoon...!!! :joyfull: :)

I only have a few green ones, August I would guess.

I have a particular love/hate relationship with those old KeepRite green boxes.

My dad worked at KeepRite for 30+ years, before all manufacturing was moved south of the border.

Those green boxes put a roof over my head, food in my belly, wheels under my butt, and provided for a glorious wedding day.

Sadly, the antiquated (and illegal by today's standards) manufacturing process in that plant led to the early deaths of the majority of the employees.

When my dad was the Union rep. attending multiple funerals every year, the average age of the guy in the box was 58.

I guess I should be grateful my dad made it to 62.

Asbestos?
Off to take my prolonged NAP. Goodnight!

All that like'n wore ya out.
 

MinnieM123

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and flexing the muscles, do not forget about that!

I also imagined him like Mr. Armstrong from some random animee.
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That picture is spot on; he could easily take down a hornet's nest in one hand. Oh, back to your comments above, I'd like to add—as we learned last night, @Goofyernmost 's family are descendants from Hercules. To help illustrate this fact even further, did you know that Goofyernmost's father was an actor? In 1959, the big moguls in Hollywood begged him to star in the movie, Hercules Unchained. (His dad bears quite a resemblance to the man in your photo above.) :D
 

JenniferS

When you're the leader, you don't have to follow.
I've been up since 6:00 - Ugh!

On the plus side - I have effectively separated the boys' morning schedules, and will be taking them to work/school separately. It adds less than 10 minutes to my morning run, and is sooooooo worth it.

On the plus, plus side - I can crawl right back into bed by 8:00.

On the plus, plus, plus side - I told Hubby he's on tap for tomorrow and Monday.

On the plus, plus, plus, plus side - coffee's almost ready.

And here I'll bet you didn't think I was such an optimist. (Now if I could just get these dang birds to shut up.)
 

MinnieM123

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I've been up since 6:00 - Ugh!

On the plus side - I have effectively separated the boys' morning schedules, and will be taking them to work/school separately. It adds less than 10 minutes to my morning run, and is sooooooo worth it.

On the plus, plus side - I can crawl right back into bed by 8:00.

On the plus, plus, plus side - I told Hubby he's on tap for tomorrow and Monday.

On the plus, plus, plus, plus side - coffee's almost ready.

And here I'll bet you didn't think I was such an optimist. (Now if I could just get these dang birds to shut up.)

6:00 a.m.? Heck, that's late for me! :happy: I'm off to work right now! Bye! Have a Happy Sageteer Day!
 

JenniferS

When you're the leader, you don't have to follow.
No. No you did not. What kinda work did he do at the convent? :jawdrop: Boys were not allowed in ours but some of the Priests were known to wander over that a way, so says my Great Aunt Nell, the ding bat, mean old nasty women that she was (a nun.) Wicked. My Grandpa's Sister. Birds of a feather.

Woot! Hope there is more of this story as I read on.......
He worked in the transportation department at the Motherhouse. Department :joyfull: - so funny, there were only two of them.
Anyway, he and his brother managed their fleet of 55 cars. Arranging for service; assigning cars on a daily, weekly or per trip basis; driving some of the really old ones to appointments; and settling insurance claims.

Mostly settling insurance claims.

"What did you hit, Sister?"
Nothing.
"Are you sure?"
Quite sure.
"What did you hit, Sister?"
NOTHING
"Sister, your back bumper is missing entirely, the whole passenger side is scraped and covered with (insert colour here) paint, and the police are pulling into the front parking lot. What did you hit, Sister?"
Oh, I might have tapped a car in the mall parking lot.


As to the other, no more details really.
I got into it with my son. For the first time ever, I matched him FU for FU.
I might have pushed back too far, but the way he treats me is abusive, and I'm sick of it.

The truth is, if I were a senior citizen and you witnessed the treatment I endure, you would call the cops immediately. Instead, I'm a 46 year old mother, and people just think, "Gee, that kid's a jerk".

I'm not proud, but you can only push a person so far. Yesterday, he reached that point and I pushed back. He however, was way too tired, totally stressed about a separate issue, and I may have pushed back too hard.
Oh well, life goes on.
 

Nemo14

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He worked in the transportation department at the Motherhouse. Department :joyfull: - so funny, there were only two of them.
Anyway, he and his brother managed their fleet of 55 cars. Arranging for service; assigning cars on a daily, weekly or per trip basis; driving some of the really old ones to appointments; and settling insurance claims.

Mostly settling insurance claims.

"What did you hit, Sister?"
Nothing.
"Are you sure?"
Quite sure.
"What did you hit, Sister?"
NOTHING
"Sister, your back bumper is missing entirely, the whole passenger side is scraped and covered with (insert colour here) paint, and the police are pulling into the front parking lot. What did you hit, Sister?"
Oh, I might have tapped a car in the mall parking lot.


As to the other, no more details really.
I got into it with my son. For the first time ever, I matched him FU for FU.
I might have pushed back too far, but the way he treats me is abusive, and I'm sick of it.

The truth is, if I were a senior citizen and you witnessed the treatment I endure, you would call the cops immediately. Instead, I'm a 46 year old mother, and people just think, "Gee, that kid's a jerk".

I'm not proud, but you can only push a person so far. Yesterday, he reached that point and I pushed back. He however, was way too tired, totally stressed about a separate issue, and I may have pushed back too hard.
Oh well, life goes on.

You had better not be apologizing!!!
 

Nemo14

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So, not that it matters, but here's how my morning has gone so far:

5:30 - bathroom time - I get up and open the bathroom door.quietly.
5:31 - Mom: "Is it time to get up?"
me: "Not yet"
Mom: "Well don't I go to work today?"
me: "No, Mom, no you don't"
Mom: "Then what time should I get up?"
me: "about 9" (we tell her this, but she actually usually gets up around 8, except when we need her to get up early, then she sleeps 'til 9:30 or later)

5:45 Mom: "Is it time to get up yet?"
me: "No"
Mom: "well I'm going to be late"
me: "No, no you don't, and it's not time to get up yet"

Rinse, lather repeat this cycle 3 more times, til I caved and let her get up at 6:30 ish, made breakfast, cleaned the commode, got her clothes out for the day.

Meanwhile Thelma and Louise were crying because they hadn't been fed yet, so I picked their dish up off the kitchen floor to find it surrounded by hundreds of tiny ants. Cleaned that up just in time for Thelma to barf under the kitchen table. Cleaned that up.

I keep a dispensing container of water in the fridge all the time for cold drinks. Our water has a slightly chemical taste to it, so I filter it with my Brita before putting it in the container. So I had filtered a pitcher full earlier this morning and eventually dumped it into the refrigerator decanter only to see a large earwig climbing INSIDE the filtering pitcher when I was done pouring. So I had to dump out the refrigerator container, bleach both containers, and refill the filter container. Now we have drinking water that probably tastes like diluted bleach, and isn't all that cold.

Meanwhile, Mom finished her breakfast and washed up for the day, so I helped her back to the bedroom and assisted her getting dressed. I try to have her do as much as possible for herself, but she needs a little help with dressing, especially socks and shoes. She usually makes her own bed though, and gets insulted if I offer to do that for her. So as I left her room this morning I said "OK, just make your bed now and you'll be all set for the day." Her response? "Well, I'm a little tired, could you do it for me?" :banghead:
 

StarWarsGirl

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no fear for those #$$#^#$@$% bas#$%$#ds ?
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I really fear those..
I was face to face with these horrible things a few times.. and all the times I either smashed them hard or ran like a girl! D:


good thing is, where I live currently.. these fellows helpfully clean the place from venomous scorpions.
Those look terrible. But we don't have those in MD. ;)
 
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