13 November 2003
How about "pre-sleet"?
Never have I quite understood how this works, but November rain seems to be so much more, well, rainy than the stuff that falls the other ninety-three percent of the year.
At first, I thought it might be somehow imbued with attitude. We know that were the weather conditions only slightly altered, we'd be breaking out the snow shovels; perhaps we're being laughed at. "You fools! Did you think it would remain warm forever?"
And November rain takes its own sweet time. It's been falling all day most of the month, it seems and yet a quick glance toward the lair of the Weather Guys reveals that all of today's rainfall wouldn't fill their cup to a sixth of an inch.
On second thought, that's the most rain we've had in five weeks. No wonder the grass is squeaky.
Posted at 9:40 PM to Weather or Not
This weather is *horrible*, you'd best thank the Gawds that be it's nicer than this when you move. Terk & I have our requirements, you know. More on this to come.
Whatchutalkinbout, wamprat? This weather is great! Especially when I'm walking around showing the 7th Sign of a Shoplifter, and sitting in the cargo hold of a shopping cart. And don't worry, I won't forget to report to the head Oompa Loompa. (Was my non-repair job any consolation to #2 at all?)
note to the feds scanning this subversive site: that is not a secret code, that's the way I talk, kthxbye.
So, you haven't listed *your* requirments for moving; this weather might not be suitable for Big Food (tm) you know.
Well if it doesn't happen to be Big Food(TM) weather, then it must be COLD out.. If it's cold, Chucky is going to have to provide us with a Hot Lunch. You know as well as I do that the Hot Lunch that we'll need is probably something like creamy tomato soup with grilled cheese sammiches WITH cheddar cheese goldfish. Then, of course, you need Tang to wash that down with. Required Getting-Us-To-Leave-The-House-Let-Alone-Help-You-Move-Anything food, if it's cold outside. Some Carnation Breakfast sticks (not bars, sticks) for breakfast if he wants us there before the crack of noon, for sure, and Tang, naturally. Jolt would be better than Tang for breakfast beverage, but..
Well, I could make do without Cream of Tomato soup and have either Cream of Potato (with ZESTA crackers, not some off brand) or Clam Chowder. Clam Chowder *has* to be of the New England type. And any kind of oyster crackers will work with it, provided they float.
Diet Coke is also a necessity.
It seems to me that since I'm providing truck(s) and manpower my vote should count at least twice. Lobster is a WONDERFUL cold weather meal. And no fish-bait substitute, either.
While I agree that lobster is a wonderful cold-weather item, seems to me that for *real* lobster, you need a table (chairs, even), plates, that little fricken fork, and maybe some pliers.. Unless that sh!t gets moved before lunch, there could be a problem. Plus, even if it is moved early, the chances it wouldn't be covered with piles (oops, neatly boxed and categorized) of LPs are pretty good, rendering the table useless for lobster munching.
However, you *can* eat steak with only a hand or two and your teeth, if you're supplied with a sleeve to take care of any stray juices flying around.
I know that soup is normally considered a table type food, but you can eat that with one hand holding the bowl, other dunking grilled cheese sammiches. Lobster is fully a two-handed venture, leaving no hands free, unless you're a T-2000, or some other mutant.
I see your point. Steaks are fine; I have a nice grill (Red Devil, fully self-contained) I can bring. I'll even cook the steaks. I prefer filets-how about the rest of you movers?
Dang -- it's been forever since I had grilled-cheese sammiches with cream-o-'mato soup.
Until you guys upped the ante I might just have been willing to head west and pitch in.
I can have steak anytime. What is wrong with this picture?
I'm *certain* Chuckie will get you a plane ticket to come out and help. (He's in my living room as I type this)
Okay, Cream of Tomato it is, with grilled cheese of course.
We'll go out for steak (and lobster) after we get Chuck and all his stuff to the new place.
UPDATE! We don't have to move the sofa!
Yeah, but the Desk from Hell makes up for that and then some.
The Desk from Hell (tm) falls under (literally) computer items; Terk is in charge of ALL computer stuff, since he harbors antique computer items and receives left-overs free.
I will simply give orders.
It can't possibly be larger and heavier than the behemoth I had in this room for a while. It started with a writing desk I got when I was 12 years old. Wooden and everything. Then it got assimilated into a metal borgstrocity that ended up occupying approximately 288 square feet, had 2 levels, held my weight plus a few old-tyme monitors (some even amber), and even had what was dubbed "The Jeffries Tube" (Crawlspace under and behind the thing for running cables). If I can find the computer-generated AVI of the thing (really cool 3D fly-through of The Monster Desk), I'll post it somewhere.
Anyway, to sum up: Bullsh!t, wampy, it's furniture, you have to help, ya lazy mug. :)
Holy moley.. 288 *cubic* feet, not *square* feet. Completely different thingamahooz.
BTW, moving day is Friday, November 28th. Chuck wants us at his place no earlier than 9 a.m.
Also, I've found a way to save him some bucks-a couple of friends are driving to Georgia tomorrow and coming back Wednesday-they can (and will) pick up McGee. They're going back on the weekend, so he can also ride back with 'em.
And I *don't* move furniture; I have teenage boys I'm loaning out.
Oops. I won't be in Georgia on Nov. 28.
Thanksgiving weekend. I'll more than likely be stranded in bumper-ro-bumper holiday traffic somewhere between here and somewhere else.
Maybe we'll have grilled-cheese sandwiches and cream-o-'mato soup MRE's in the car that day.
Go ahead, have your steak and lobster. I'll think of y'all while chowing down on my gormay MRE.
Hmm. A Friday, huh? That interferes with my Friday Big Food(TM) Night here at home... Ah well, it's for a good cause, I guess.
(wampy, did you get some CornNuts(TM) for the occasion, or do I have to get my own big bag?)
Didn't buy any (shudder) CornNuts(TM); you'll have to do it. My last bag of ammo was in the glove compartment of previous car.
Just make sure you don't get the Bar-B-Q ones; remember, they don't fly well.
(I have a two part question) Do all of you live in Oklahoma? And, if so.....where the HELL were you when I was living there -- and single?
Part One: yes
Part Two: Probably same place we are now.
Follow up to the two part question:
Depending on the year you are referring to, it's possible that Terk was in Arcadia, being shot at.
I could have been about 1.5 miles SW, having my house burned down by dangerous clowns. :)