Froggy Bottom Early Happy Hour
FM is hosting, sort of.
Newcomers and lurkers welcome and join the fun.
Your first drink is on us!
Your first drink is on us!
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Rude, Crude and Lewd language is encouraged.
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The 4’s are always with you in the cafe
New cafe and George just cleaned the tables.
Newcomers and lurkers come on in and have a virtual beer with us.
for the rest of the afternoon … just had another blip … ugh … I’m day dreaming of big tubs of ice cream … š
Keep that ice cream dream alive. š
That means he licked up the crumbs, drank the left over beer and is passed out in the back for now. LOL
You know George better than I do Refinish. š
How’s your back today?
Not great but not as bad as yesterday. LOL I know that only means something to someone who has dealt with back pain. I am getting better each day thank goodness. I hope your’s is as well.
I guess you could say we’re in the same boat. Not as bad as yesterday, but making slow progress.
for the pond video — I liked it so much I’m posting it here. š
Thanks Andi. That is a great effect. See dial-up is good for something. š
Early happy hour? You’re all a bunch of lazy boozing geezers. š
Hello Psi. And thank you. š
How’s it going, FM? Enjoying the early mornings now that it’s just you and Andi? š
I’m going through early morning Psi withdrawl. Although Dianne was around for a little while this morning.
What have you been doing today?
Not much…mostly over at the Orange Place watching a FDL post on Lieberman’s schedule today getting blown apart. I’m a little disgusted at how much people are trying to rationalize that bit of intellectual dishonesty that even Booman posted on the FP here. Other than that, I’m fine. Woke up around 10:30-11 this morning…it was great.
How ’bout yourself?
No just on good drugs. LOL
No Refinish, the boozing part starts after 6:00 am and then we end up here. š
I’m really sick and should be in bed but I can’t make myself stay there. I keep going to bed, getting up, going to bed, getting up. Screwit, might as well join happy hour, just don’t expect me to be clever today. š
Hi Indy. Sorry you’re feeling so bad.
As far as clever, you can’t help but be that way no matter what you do. š
Hmm, you must’ve figured out where flattery will get you. ;p
so it would be nice if someone would let me know what I’m missing.
I’m really sorry you are still feeling bad. Are you still running a temperature?
I just got up from a surprise nap, complete with troubling, disjointed dreams. I need flattery, and a Fresca or some ice cream…preferably not a Fresca float.
A beer float is always nice. š
What do you mean, “figure it out”? You’re the only person at this board who’s read about it in graphic detail. ;p
I am still fevery, although not as bad as yesterday, thanks for asking. How’s your back feeling? (Heh, we’re all a pretty sad lot, aren’t we?)
Do I need to throw my back out to feel a part of this kewl crowd? Is everyone’s back out?
Yep you sure do. Go out and lift something heavy. We’ll be waiting. š
All it takes is an ill-timed sneeze.
Or cough maybe? š
My latest thing is tonsillitis + the autoimmune disease thinger. I thought I remembered catching a post where Andi said something about back trouble, but granted, I’m pretty foggy and may have her confused with someone else.
I hope you’re feeling better, Indy. How about some homemade matzo-ball soup? I’m offering up Andi’s services – since she’s both closer and a better cook than I am.
That soup looks wonderful from where I sit.
when it was sitting right in front of me.
My back is fine now.
I hate to ask this but the MH insists — are you going to a doctor?
I’m glad you’re feeling better! It’s funny how you don’t ever realize just how important your back is to every move you make until it stops working right.
After last month’s adventure I’m still way too pissed off at doctors to see one I don’t absolutely have to see. I do have a huge stash of antibiotics in the house, though, and that’s really all you can do for it anyway. If my fever gets out of hand, I’ll go to urgent care or the ER, so don’t worry. š
lol at the soup yenta.
I guess it’s a sign that one’s youth is definitely over when the drug stash is actually medicinal.
Yeah that sucks doesn’t it. š
E & I were just realizing that the other day — that even while some of our drug stash is also fun, everything that’s currently in the house was legally obtained. We added to that the reality that neither of us has a damn clue about top 40 anymore, and we both have to watch our fiber intake. It’s rough, that crash landing into adulthood. š
you’ll start the gradual descent into geezerhood where you get to be a child all over again.
Yes please.
go buy some beer in spite of being sick. How dumb is that?
The little brown dog we found, who we’ve creatively dubbed Little Dog for the time being, keeps making me feel horribly guilty every time I go outside and see her pulling on her rope trying to play. But I let her off to run around in the yard again a while ago, and she was off in our crazy-ass neighbor’s yard (hope he doesn’t shoot her) within 45 seconds.
I’m not giving in again. I’m not I’m not I’m not.
Haha, the famous last words of someone who’s just one beer away from giving in again.
yes, as you were typing that, I was finding my shoes to walk to the corner store.
The guy who works there thinks we’re such alcoholics in this house (maybe he’s not wrong). We have a lot of friends over, but still, our beer consumption rate is fairly astounding. Once, I showed up there in the morning because I wanted there to be beer when I got home late that night — but so, I was buying beer at 8 AM, I’d had waaaay too much coffee, and it was a day before payday, so I’m standing there at the counter trying to count out nickles and dimes to buy beer, my hands trembling something fierce and my speech all jittery.
It was awesome, the looks I got.
little dog is loose. It didn’t even take a full beer.
I think I found the hole she used this last time… but I suspect I’m going to find out in about three minutes.
Hi Spit. I’ve been reading about your ailments and I’m sorry to hear that.
It sounds like the puppy has you very well attached. š
It’s been overdue, actually. I tend to get sick when the weather starts to change in fall and spring, and we’re having a weird early fall-like thing happening here.
Little Dog is very cute. I’m trying hard not to get attached — we really can’t have two dogs, as the landlord was pretty unhappy about one (he only gave in after our house was broken into the third time). I’m giving it another day or two before I give up on her owners and either take her to the pound (except that now she has a dogbite record even though she’s very good, and I don’t know what they’ll do about that) or try to find her another home.
but does anybody have any great ideas for a temporary toilet fix? The chain thingy keeps falling off the entirely-too-rusty arm thingy every time it flushes, and I have to wait for a paycheck before I buy a whole new chain-thingy + arm-thingy set.
I was pondering trying some odd setup with paperclips, but I can’t decide if that’d hold any better…
how about plastic twist ties or a zip strip?
I’ll have to see if we’ve got any twist ties. Good idea.
If keres is around check with her. She seems to have a handle on a lot of stuff like that.
have kite string or something similar? Perhaps that would work in the meantime. (or an old shoelace?)
Paperclips were actually the first thing to come to mind.
Hi Manny. How’s the day going?
fair to midland. Today’s my boss’ last day before she heads out on vacation through Sept 4th so I’m gearing up for a busy few days (I’m unofficially 2nd in command).
Sounds like your back is doing alittle bit better, hope you’re gettin’ some slackerly rest.
Ah Manny, that’s the fun part of being a slacker. Even when you’re working, you’re thinking up way to slack.
though it’s the hippie kind from the food-coop, meaning it’s paper wrapped. But it might hold long enough. If it doesn’t, it just occurred to me that I’ve got some tougher wire stashed away in my weird miscellaneous salvaged hardware stashing area.
The only string we’ve got is probably too weak, and I suspect my girlfriend would get grumpy if I raided her weird shoelace collection to fix the toilet, though it’s possible that she’d just think it was funny.
are some things worth sacrificing for – one of them involves an operable toilet at all times. š
or liquid solder?
Also, the paperclips would probably work but it would be best to use coated ones that won’t rust.
Problem is that the arm is so rusty, if I actually sanded the thing down to metal, I’m not sure there would be anything left to stick stuff to anymore.
Really, it only has to make it another week. I’ve just hit my annoyance limit with taking the lid off and pulling up the rubber thing. Which is really pretty wussy of me — in one of the places I lived when I ran away from home as a teen, we had to fill a bucket of water from the tub and dump it in the toilet bowl everytime we flushed.
the putty would probably work since it should stick to anything. Or maybe that tacky stuff you can use to hang pictures. Say, I wonder if playdoh would work?
we have playdoh around (my girlfriend is a teen/kids librarian). I might have to try that out of curiosity. Fixing stuff with playdoh just sounds like a great pursuit in any case.
Playdoh is like the duct tape of childhood, there’s nothing it can’t do.
it’s nutritional value was really lacking. At least duct tape could be source of fiber for you and E.
But you’d get a week’s worth of sodium in just one lick.
And there is nothing like the smell of fresh Play Doh. I’ve heard they make Play Doh cologne. Mmmm.
They make some pretty wacky damn cologne. I saw that and all I could think was: WHY? You own it already!
I picture people using tons of douche and various sprays to get rid of the scent, then using it afterwards as perfume. That’d be the American Way.
The whole thing cracks me up, that we shower obsessively to wash off our pheromones and then try to replace them with some from a bottle.
I apparently have feline pheromones. My roommate’s cat is obsessed with my armpits. She rubs all over them, licks them, snuggles in them… the stinkier I am, the better.
It’s kind of creepy.
My housemate’s coming home from a long day spent caretaking for her dying mom, I’ve gotta go and feed and decompress her. See y’all later. {{Cafe}}
Where did everybody run off to?
I was watching Earl, but I need to go to the grocery store. š
Yeah that’s what I’m watching now. What are you getting at the grocery store?
Organic milk and $20 cash back for Ben’s allowance. š
Well at least it’s not a big list. š
I’ll have to avoid the ice cream section. And the donut section. And the Frito section. And the candy bar section. And the Kozy Shack rice pudding section. And the….
Kind of difficult pushing a shopping car with your eyes closed.
I was busy writing my blog entry for the day and eating dinner. Some of us have more important things to do than doing nothing, FM. š
You are absolutely right Psi. Then again, most people work so they can get to the point of doing absolutely nothing. š back atcha.
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