Teh Squeaky Wheel
Happy Friday, Gerbil Nation!
Lurv the thread pic.
That’s all I got.
That and a need for moar kawfee.
GOOD MORNING EVERYONE!
Greetings from beautiful Bountiful.
I sure do hope y’all have a wonderful day, ’cause you just know I will.
Good morning, Jerrie!
Have you been losing weight?
Just in my face, Paddy.
Hope all is well with you and yours.
Where the heck is teh Wheel’s resident Barista?
That coffee won’t pour itself, ya know!
G’morning, Paddy, Jerry and other Wheelizens from Happy Larryville!!1!
I’m suspect you’re right about DefDist running afoul of technology export laws. “Everything that’s not mandatory is prohibited…”
And scaring our social and intellectual betters. (IMHO, they’re nowhere near frightened enough, but then, I’m a well-known malcontent.)
That sucks about your cooktop, as well as re the Sepulveda Pass construction clusterfark. (Which surprises me not one whit.) I suspect the 405 will wind-up being like all of the construction along teh 5 through OC in the eighties and nineties…without the privately-owned toll road, of course.
Your coffee’ll be right up as soon as teh gerbils are done steeping.
Jerry Atrick on May 10, 2013 at 8:59 am said:
“Where the heck is teh Wheel’s resident Barista?
That coffee won’t pour itself, ya know!”
Here you go, Jerry! The regular staff is on a break, what’ll you have?
Mrs Sven is still sick and home from work-she was puking her guts out this morning-the cats looked on disapprovingly. On the plus side, she’s watching Let’s Make a Deal-the special Mother’s Day episode, and her, her niece, and her sister were on this one. I forgot all about it as they didnt get picked, but there they are in the back row!
Working the cook top yet. Did tiles yesterday, grout this morning. The thing will go in this afternoon.
Funny how things like this happen under this administration.
The IRS apologized today for unfairly targeting several Tea Party groups during the 2012 election. Tax collectors say they focused on groups with words like “tea party” and “patriot” in applications for tax-exempt status, and the government watchdogs probed further to make sure they appropriately qualified.
Sven, I hope she recovers soon. There seems to be something nasty going around. I think Cali was down with something bad as well.
Apparently, I did not do the vote thingie for last week’s Caption Contest. I apologize in a profuse and even unctuous manner, and proffer the explanation that it’s just been a tough week. Which, I know is not your problem, but that’s all I’ve got.
In happier news, a new Caption Contest starts at 9:00 ET (+/- a minute or two). And I’ll try to have voting up promptly this time, by Sunday at the latest.
Unctuous. That’s a good word and one you don’t hear often enough.
I’m looking to curry favor, and also perhaps be left something in the will.
Don’t do it on my account, Brenda. All our Capodimonte are already bequeathed to you.
Best wishes to Mrs. Sven re a swift recovery…and to you re a smooth and successful conclusion to teh cook top installation.
…the cats looked on disapprovingly.
Whereas dogs often help with the cleanup. 😉
Just got done repainting the lightbox for “Yusuf”, probably my favorite artisan-y thing Dad ever made. Both of these were windows in the master bath of the folks’ house; he made “Shirley”, first, which was a whimsical take on Mom. He was gonna do one of himself, but instead found inspiration in the years he spent living in Istanbul. (Dunno if there’s enough wall space in the office for both of them, but I’ve been told that “Yusuf” can only go in teh office.) 😉
Mom said that “Yusuf” always creeped her out when she took a bath; I can’t imagine why…probably teh yellow eyes and teeth.
Yesterday, the old smelly female cat was in bed with Mrs Sven when she started puking. Mrs Sven picked her up and threw her into the bathtub to finish the job. Old smelly female cat was not happy. Today, while Mrs Sven was puking, she left the bathroom door open and the cat watched her. I knew exactly what she was thinking.
Thanks for the good wishes re: Mrs Sven.
Kings have a shot to close out the Blues tonight. They also put out this humorous video about how their mascot, Bailey, was the key to them winning the Cup last season. It’s cute, but I don’t like it. Their scout and former NHL player, Ace Bailey, was killed on one of the hijacked planes on 9/11. To honor him, they renamed their mascot.
It has always struck me badly that their isn’t a plaque or something up at Staples commemorating Ace Bailey and Marc Bavis. Renaming your mascot seems a cheap way to go.
My friend is turning me on to this band: Disneyland After Dark
Here’s a ‘funny’ thing. I got a cousin back in Maryland who has been on death’s door for the last year. Cancer, liver failure, etc. I’d been talking to her like every other week, listening to her cry, trying to be encouraging, and all that. Well she moved back in with my cousin about 6 months ago and they were keeping an eye on her, but it was more like a waiting game. Anyhow, hadnt talked to her in about a month and kept forgetting to call.
So last Friday, Mrs Sven is out late getting stuff for the BBQ. She drops her purse off the seat in her Jeep and her phone hits the floorboards and dials my other cousin in Maryland. Mrs Sven doesnt know this, and while driving, she practices her singing-which my cousin’s wife listens to, but has no idea who it is. My cousin listens in as well-it’s like 2:30 in the morning back there. So Mrs Sven gets home, picks up all her stuff, and comes inside. Her phone rings; it’s my cousin’s wife wondering who is calling her husband and singing to him at 2:30 in the morning. Funny stuff as they were both drunk.
My cousin tho says his sister is doing great. Liver failure has stopped, blood work is good, cancer is in remission. She’s so much better that she’s moving out and into an apartment. It’s like a miracle-of which I’ve heard nothing.
So I call my cousin today and, yeah, she’s doing fine. Why havent you called and told me? I don’t know. So all you can do is call me when things are bad, eh? Uh, well, uh, are you sure I didnt call you?
Jeez. I don’t even know what to say to that. Glad she’s better, but…wow.
That’s right, you’ve all been Rick Rolled!
scampers off, giggling like a 12-year-old
Captioning starts at 9:00 ET! Woot!
Good evening, Gerbilinos!
I won’t be able to join the captioning hilarity as we’re heading out to see a play “Alice vs. Wonderland”.
Sven -- sorry Mrs. Sven is still not feeling well.
Brenda -- sorry about your week. Can you blame it on Fatwa? He is a joooo, after all.
Paddy, I always do!
We’ll miss you re the captioning. I think this week’s entry is right up your alley, too.
Captioning in 5.4.3.
OMGerbil, it’s now! Go-go-go!