So what's everyone up to tonight, this weekend? Matt and I are contemplating attending Translate: Living in the Story of Scripture http://www.compass.org.nz/index.cfm/events/translate/2008/auckland but we are not sure... costs $160 and ties us up for the weekend.
It's hot here. I've just been outside digging up onion weeds. I've tried poisoning them, but nothing seems to work. So I'm back to digging them up and then later digging up all the sprouting bulblets that fall off the main bulb when I take them out of the ground. I've taken to throwing out soil now, just so the bulblets don't fall off.
And I've been trying to write a post for the last week or so that I might just finish tonight.
BB, I just read your tag list thingy on No Minister. I was momentarily confused as it looked different from when I first read it, and then realised it was FFM's!
I had a go at some gardening earlier, my weeds have become prolific but gave up because the ground is so dry they won't come up and I can't be bothered and my neck hurts anyway.
Surgery is about 10 days away now so I am starting to freak. Everyone keeps saying "you must be looking forward to it" and then looking startled when I look at them like they are insane.
I have a friend who has put off her major surgery until after Christmas just so that she could enjoy the Christmas season with her family before she is out of action for several months.
Car accident as well.
The whole idea of surgery is terrifying for me, so am thankful I don't even have to think about it.
Ten days, huh? That means ... Monday 8th? Feast of the Immaculate Conception.
putting aside an impending appointment to have my giblets butchered I am feeling pretty good about things now as well, cash flow is now heading the right way, summer is here and mrtgage rates are heading south.
Evening all ... a choir boy Barnsley? ... & more medical interventions, indeed not a good year ... but karaoke ... wine & song, it really lifts the spirits & I must confess, with the right conditions it is difficult getting the nmicrophone off me.
A petrol station owner in Dublin was trying to increase his sales.
So, he put up a sign that read, 'Free Sex with Fill-Up.'
Soon Paddy pulled in, filled his tank and asked for his free sex. The owner told him to pick a number from 1 to 10.
If he guessed correctly, he would get his free sex.
Paddy guessed 8, and the proprietor said, 'You were close. The number was 7. Sorry. No sex this time.'
A week later, Paddy, along with his friend Mick, pulled in for another fill-up. Again he asked for his free sex.
The proprietor again gave him the same story, and asked him to guess the correct number. Paddy guessed 2 this time. The proprietor said, 'Sorry, it was 3. You were close, but no free sex this time.'
As they were driving away, Mick said to Paddy, 'I think that game is rigged and he doesn't really give away free sex.'
Paddy replied, 'No it ain't, Mick. It's not rigged at all at all.
For all that I laughed uproariously at the story of BB's narrow escape from reliving the uncut version of Tom Brown's Schooldays at one of Britain's top schools, it's worth noting that there's probably not many of us here could have passed Westminster's scholarship exam. Hmm - I probably still couldn't, if it came to that.
Only time I've copped really unpleasant surgery as an adult was one of the few times I've actually had medical insurance - straight into a Southern Cross hospital and sorted. Three months later, got an appointment card from the public hospital, assumed it was my regular diabetic checkup, went along and found it was the surgical clinic. "So, you're having a bit of trouble..." "Er, no, not for 3 months now. Surgeon forgot to cancel you guys, did he?" Occasionally wonder how much bigger that lump would have been after another 3 months...
That was good BB ... had my tea in the interim & that was lovely too ... I'm pleased the pump is working reliably ... & try to remember, it's not the androcur you reach for it's the viagra. Labels are soooo ... important.
Oh Barnsley, "I grow old, I grow old, shall I wear my trousers rolled?" This is all indicative of not travelling from town to town, but from toilet to toilet ... we do so metamorphose through life.
It's a bugger when a 'hard liner' is someone full of viagra.
And only 42 as well.. having a full re-bore when I get around to scheduling the op.. routine procedure apparently. having an angle grinder and outside broadcasting rudely introduced to your urethra sounds anything but routine to me (and little bill).
Is it worth the risks Barnsley? When the kids were, as most become, particularly dispassionately rejective of their mum's direction I always threatened them with a 'cut & tuck,' sooo ... then they'd have double the fun, the pleasure of two mums. Throw out the past Barnsley, embrace the future without societally gender imposed constraints.
Just come back from the Barnsley Bill Karaoke evening. Awesome! Started clicking on other Rock'n'Roll Circus clips, and before you know it an hour's gone by.
Your bits all stop working eventually - it follows a bell curve. I'll shut up now.
Evening all--no exotic medical conditions here. In fact, no ordinary conditions either. Our co-blogger on Crusader Rabbit got a letter from George and Laura Bush, which is pretty cool. And we're about to light the logfire here since it's dropped below 20 degrees.
& talking about 'presentation,' I was somewhat bemused at my own response to the article concerning the spurned suitor who thru' acid in the desired one's face blinding & disfiguring her ... & the consequent court ruling that the act should be reciprocated. There is something 'right' about this, and something awfully wrong. I just dunno.
feline grieving is not moving anyone to tears anymore - so it is going well.
The other cats are getting more affection now that there are less of them, so they seem happier as well. Could be that and they're not getting randomly pounced on as they approach the door. Though they all seemed to do that to one another.
I'll eventually stop posting cat pictures and go back to normal.
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good evening Lucyna, wet wet wet up here tonight.
ReplyDeleteSo what's everyone up to tonight, this weekend? Matt and I are contemplating attending Translate: Living in the Story of Scripture http://www.compass.org.nz/index.cfm/events/translate/2008/auckland but we are not sure... costs $160 and ties us up for the weekend.
ReplyDeleteWhere are you Barnsley Bill? I thought you were in Auckland where the sun is shining and the heat is driving me nuts...
ReplyDeleteHi BB and Madeleine,
ReplyDeleteIt's hot here. I've just been outside digging up onion weeds. I've tried poisoning them, but nothing seems to work. So I'm back to digging them up and then later digging up all the sprouting bulblets that fall off the main bulb when I take them out of the ground. I've taken to throwing out soil now, just so the bulblets don't fall off.
And I've been trying to write a post for the last week or so that I might just finish tonight.
I hope everyone likes the cat picture. It's Marble on the right with her mother, Minx, on the left. It was taken a few years ago.
ReplyDeleteI really need to take more photos.
ReplyDeleteKerikeri, actually 9 kms from the town itself on a couple of acres.
ReplyDeleteBB, I just read your tag list thingy on No Minister. I was momentarily confused as it looked different from when I first read it, and then realised it was FFM's!
ReplyDeleteI can almost picture you as a choir boy...
So you are really up north then!
ReplyDeleteI had a go at some gardening earlier, my weeds have become prolific but gave up because the ground is so dry they won't come up and I can't be bothered and my neck hurts anyway.
Surgery is about 10 days away now so I am starting to freak. Everyone keeps saying "you must be looking forward to it" and then looking startled when I look at them like they are insane.
I used to belt out Jerusalem. But puberty put paid to that.
ReplyDeleteI have a friend who has put off her major surgery until after Christmas just so that she could enjoy the Christmas season with her family before she is out of action for several months.
ReplyDeleteCar accident as well.
The whole idea of surgery is terrifying for me, so am thankful I don't even have to think about it.
Ten days, huh? That means ... Monday 8th? Feast of the Immaculate Conception.
BB, all that training .. I'm sure you could still do something with your voice.
ReplyDeleteKaraoke anybody?
ReplyDeleteI am also putting off surgery until after xmas.
11 days then, Dec 9.
ReplyDeleteI can't put it off. Took so long to get this date and my employers have made it clear that they will not hold my job unless I proceed without delay.
Besides continued use of pain meds has already landed me in hospital once and causes me great pain.
Have to bite the bullet I think.
What's your surgery for BB?
mens plumbing, 2008 has not been a great year for me. I am looking forward to 2009.
ReplyDeleteWe have had many things befall us in 08 but strangeley, as hard as its been, I feel good about life.
ReplyDeleteMadelaine, that's because we can withstand the worst vicissitudes of life provided we don't have A BLOODY LABOUR GOVERNMENT IN WELLINGTON.
ReplyDeleteLOL! True
ReplyDeleteputting aside an impending appointment to have my giblets butchered I am feeling pretty good about things now as well, cash flow is now heading the right way, summer is here and mrtgage rates are heading south.
ReplyDeleteCrazy week, off to a BBQ, got to ingest some dead mammal carcasses :P
ReplyDeleteEvening all. Are we doing puns tonight?
ReplyDeleteEvening all ... a choir boy Barnsley? ... & more medical interventions, indeed not a good year ... but karaoke ... wine & song, it really lifts the spirits & I must confess, with the right conditions it is difficult getting the nmicrophone off me.
ReplyDeleteHi Mojo, the ticker is fine and things are looking up..
ReplyDeletePuns, not very good at those but lets try a rude joke or two.
How exactly does one participate in karaoke whilst posting on a blog?
ReplyDeleteA petrol station owner in Dublin was trying to increase his sales.
ReplyDeleteSo, he put up a sign that read, 'Free Sex with Fill-Up.'
Soon Paddy pulled in, filled his tank and asked for his free sex.
The owner told him to pick a number from 1 to 10.
If he guessed correctly, he would get his free sex.
Paddy guessed 8, and the proprietor said, 'You were close.
The number was 7. Sorry. No sex this time.'
A week later, Paddy, along with his friend Mick, pulled in for another
fill-up. Again he asked for his free sex.
The proprietor again gave him the same story, and asked him to guess the correct number.
Paddy guessed 2 this time. The proprietor said, 'Sorry, it was 3.
You were close, but no free sex this time.'
As they were driving away, Mick said to Paddy,
'I think that game is rigged and he doesn't really give away free sex.'
Paddy replied, 'No it ain't, Mick. It's not rigged at all at all.
My wife won twice last week.'
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ReplyDeleteWell that went down like a cup of cold sick.. Karaoke just for Madeleine now posted at barnsley bill.
ReplyDeleteFor all that I laughed uproariously at the story of BB's narrow escape from reliving the uncut version of Tom Brown's Schooldays at one of Britain's top schools, it's worth noting that there's probably not many of us here could have passed Westminster's scholarship exam. Hmm - I probably still couldn't, if it came to that.
ReplyDeleteOnly time I've copped really unpleasant surgery as an adult was one of the few times I've actually had medical insurance - straight into a Southern Cross hospital and sorted. Three months later, got an appointment card from the public hospital, assumed it was my regular diabetic checkup, went along and found it was the surgical clinic. "So, you're having a bit of trouble..." "Er, no, not for 3 months now. Surgeon forgot to cancel you guys, did he?" Occasionally wonder how much bigger that lump would have been after another 3 months...
I like that kind of karaoke, the kind where no one can hear me!
ReplyDeleteHow goes the feline grieving Lucyna? Are the kids getting their heads around it?
ReplyDeleteThat was good BB ... had my tea in the interim & that was lovely too ... I'm pleased the pump is working reliably ... & try to remember, it's not the androcur you reach for it's the viagra. Labels are soooo ... important.
ReplyDeleteViagra you say, that reminds me of a conversation I had with my pharmacist last week...
ReplyDeleteBUYING Viagra
ReplyDeleteI went into the chemists to get my viagra prescription filled
'Can I have 6 tablets, cut in quarters?' I asked
'I can cut them for you' said Dan the pharmacist ' But a quarter tablet will not give you a full erection. '
'I don't want an erection. I just want it sticking out far enough so I don't piss on my slippers.'
Oh Barnsley, "I grow old, I grow old, shall I wear my trousers rolled?" This is all indicative of not travelling from town to town, but from toilet to toilet ... we do so metamorphose through life.
ReplyDeleteIt's a bugger when a 'hard liner' is someone full of viagra.
And only 42 as well.. having a full re-bore when I get around to scheduling the op.. routine procedure apparently.
ReplyDeletehaving an angle grinder and outside broadcasting rudely introduced to your urethra sounds anything but routine to me (and little bill).
Is it worth the risks Barnsley? When the kids were, as most become, particularly dispassionately rejective of their mum's direction I always threatened them with a 'cut & tuck,' sooo ... then they'd have double the fun, the pleasure of two mums.
ReplyDeleteThrow out the past Barnsley, embrace the future without societally gender imposed constraints.
Just come back from the Barnsley Bill Karaoke evening. Awesome! Started clicking on other Rock'n'Roll Circus clips, and before you know it an hour's gone by.
ReplyDeleteYour bits all stop working eventually - it follows a bell curve. I'll shut up now.
Normal distributions??
ReplyDeleteEvening all--no exotic medical conditions here. In fact, no ordinary conditions either.
ReplyDeleteOur co-blogger on Crusader Rabbit got a letter from George and Laura Bush, which is pretty cool.
And we're about to light the logfire here since it's dropped below 20 degrees.
everything is working fine......
ReplyDeletejust need a pipe widened.. scar tissue apparently.
Barnsley, if it works, you don't fix it ... so I trust the fixture works fine.
ReplyDelete& talking about 'presentation,' I was somewhat bemused at my own response to the article concerning the spurned suitor who thru' acid in the desired one's face blinding & disfiguring her ... & the consequent court ruling that the act should be reciprocated.
ReplyDeleteThere is something 'right' about this, and something awfully wrong.
I just dunno.
Madeleine,
ReplyDeletefeline grieving is not moving anyone to tears anymore - so it is going well.
The other cats are getting more affection now that there are less of them, so they seem happier as well. Could be that and they're not getting randomly pounced on as they approach the door. Though they all seemed to do that to one another.
I'll eventually stop posting cat pictures and go back to normal.
Evening all.
ReplyDeleteToo many comments above that are best just read and absorbed, methinks.
Been far too busy for blogging lately, hopefully do some catchup from late next week...
...and I'll have to dig up a pun to finish of the hangers on, erm, atheism is a non-prophet organization?