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Britta wrote:
I totally agree! I never spit. Dennis and I have had some great times touring the wineries in Margaret River (the town we're planning to move to). The best way to avoid getting too drunk is to eat some tim tams between tastings. Mmmm, wine and tim tams :-) If you're staying in San Francisco, one of the popular pursuits is a winery tour. They are mostly north of the city. Novice tasters stop at the wineries on their right, the east side of the road, on the way up and those on the west side on the way back. Experienced tasters drive to the end and make stops on both sides on the way back, quitting when they've had enough. Wish I knew what tim tams were. Regards and Purrs, O J |
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Krista wrote in message ups.com... Tanada wrote: Ok, I'm curious. What does everyone in here do for tuna money? I work in the customer service phone center for a bank whose territory stretches from Buffalo, the city of its founding, to Northern Virginia. (those of y'all down South may remember the former Allfirst, now M&T; colloquially known as "M & Fee") Alternatively, my workplace is known as the Whine Line, the Salt Mine, Siberia, or simply as "the sewer." It is the principal reason that I am medicated, and is the place that provided such stress last August that I got carried off to the Crazy Wing of the county hospital. That is my job. My vocation is writer, and if I can actually become a success at it then I can either leave the bank, or not give a damn because then I could work from choice and not necessity. Blessed be, Baha |
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On Fri, 14 Jan 2005 21:15:32 GMT, Tanada
wrote: snip I am a Substitute Teacher for Cumberland Co. North Carolina, married to a Blackhawk mechanic/inspector who is medically retired from the US army. Pam S. I freeze my butt off. It's been rather chilly here in Houston lately, and although I'm actually a seamstress, for the past 6 months or so, I've been installing marble flooring and just recently began working with natural slate also. It's pretty cold running that wet saw outside in 35 degree temperatures, but it's very gratifying work at the end. (Well, aside from the callouses, broken off fingernails, and rather embarrassing arm muscles.) -bonbon |
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On Mon, 17 Jan 2005 09:05:42 GMT, "Jean Hobbs"
wrote: Didn't know you were in the IRA Nan, LOL Jean.P. LOL Sorry, Individual Retirement Account. Nan |
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Karen Chuplis wrote:
---------snip of O J's old TelCo stories---------- I have to pass these on to the techs in my company OK, if you do, tell them this one as well. The standard underground copper cables are composed of up to 3600 pairs of twisted copper wires. They're heavy, and to pull one from one manhole to the next takes all the power of one of the heavy lineman's trucks. I had something of an intimidating reputation, my nickname was "The Beast". I was something of a cross between a bear and a geek. I could decipher any print and at one time all the old DOS portable computers in South LA ran on menu batch files that I had written. I was assigned to show an only moderately experienced craftsman how to do a particular type of splice and I arrived at the location ahead of him. I opened the hole to let it air out and, after having a cup of coffee in my truck, decided not to wait any longer for the other splicer to show up. When I got down into the large hole, I found that the line crew had left an excess of cable. Sensing the opportunity to play a classic prank, I cut off about twenty feet of excess from the real cable, tucked the real end out of sight behind a few other cables, and shoved about ten feet of the excess up a spare duct. I then started to set up the fake end as if it were the real cable, but in such a way that it looked a little short. When the other fellow arrived, he joined me downstairs and I began to complain that the line crew had left the cable a little short and that I would like to have a little more slack. I spit on my hands and rubbed them together. I too several deep breaths. I grabbed the fake end and started to pull. It was easy to move, but I did my best to pantomime someone straining with all his might. Slowly the fake cable started to move. I dragged about five more feet of it into the hole and turned to look at my fellow craftsman. His jaw was on the floor and an eerie look of disbelief was in his eyes. "Well, that's a little more like it!" I said. "Now we can get to work!" I carried on as if the morning's events were nothing special for about another fifteen minutes or so before I let him in on my little charade. Life is short, you have to make your fun where you can find it! Regards and Purrs, O J |
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O J wrote:
Aaakkk!!! I nearly had a heart attack. Caught like a rat by my own trap! After that I gave up my little hobby. ROFL! -- Marina, Frank and Nikki marina (dot) kurten (at) pp (dot) inet (dot) fi Pics at http://uk.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/frankiennikki/ and http://community.webshots.com/user/frankiennikki |
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Sounds like you take all the heat for everyone else in th e company who is
making life miserable for the customer. -- Christopher A. Young Learn more about Jesus www.lds.org www.mormons.com "Singh" wrote in message ... I work in the customer service phone center for a bank whose territory stretches from Buffalo, the city of its founding, to Northern Virginia. (those of y'all down South may remember the former Allfirst, now M&T; colloquially known as "M & Fee") Alternatively, my workplace is known as the Whine Line, the Salt Mine, Siberia, or simply as "the sewer." It is the principal reason that I am medicated, and is the place that provided such stress last August that I got carried off to the Crazy Wing of the county hospital. That is my job. My vocation is writer, and if I can actually become a success at it then I can either leave the bank, or not give a damn because then I could work from choice and not necessity. Blessed be, Baha |
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Victor Martinez wrote:
O J wrote: Respectfully, I have to disagree. While a dozen or more cats is definitely an asset if one aspires to be a "Crazy Cat Lady", some people are able to make it work with as few as two or three. I must take exception to the obvious sexist nature of the term "Crazy Cat Lady". There are plenty of us guys out there who might share the same passion/obsession. What would be PC? Crazy Cat People springs to mind.... Jill |
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jmcquown wrote:
What would be PC? Crazy Cat People springs to mind.... Crazy Cat Person is gender-inclusive... -- Victor M. Martinez Owned and operated by the Fantastic Seven (TM) Send your spam he Email me he |
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On Mon, 17 Jan 2005 08:28:19 +1100, "Yowie"
wrote: TimTams are a chocoholic's idea of paradise. Take two chocolate biscuits (cookies). Slap some chocolate cream in between them. Cover the lot with a generous amount of chocolate. TimTam Slam: Nibble off one set of hte diagonally opposite corners. Insert one corner into Kahlua, Tia Maria, Bailey's or other sweet liquer that would go with chocolate. Suck the other corner of the timtam as hard as you can. Once you can taste the liquer, the timtamslam is ready to eat :-) Overseas Aussies pine for vegemite, timtams, cherry ripes, violet crumbles, twisties and real beer :-) Yowie Yummmmmmmmmm! Ginger-lyn |
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