Not much of anything.
My 2002 Magnetic Poetry Calendar:
My 2002 Magnetic Poetry Calendar:
Anybody interested in a little irony? Remember back a little over two weeks ago when I took over both parking spots by my house because the next-door-neighbors kept taking both spots? Well, the day I did that the neighbors apparently left on some protracted trip. They havenât been back since. By the time they return…
I continually underestimate The Prof [insert head hung in shame here]. He got things fixed with the apartment management this morning, and they’ve agreed to extend our lease for an additional month, which is all we need to accomplish the move. No penalties, no grief, no problems. The Prof brought the paperwork over for me…
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Have I mentioned recently how much I hate Mondays? I got up this morning operating on autopilot. And autopilot was defective. Couldn’t find my watch. Nearly forgot the brownies I’d baked over the weekend as bribes to my MIS department so I wouldn’t get reported for unauthorized use of my company issue computer. Gathered up…
Three more Google hits for Pfaltzgraff dishes. Maybe I should make them available retail through this Diary. It might help pay off the costs incurred by Kitten from Hell. I am STILL looking for a free web host for a couple of sites I want to put up. I can’t believe how restrictive most of…
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WOW!
I want some magnetic poetry stuffs…
They’ve got a game of it at the store.
And, when I get enough money, I’m getting that, because it’s got a lot.
I’ve always wanted some…
i love it! i look forward to reading the magnetic poem of the day. 🙂 lordy! i’m having flashbacks of parasit…
Is that you office at work? Wow – my boss would have a stroke to see all that stuff on the walls! I’m not even allowed to hang the clock up!
Is that a poster of parasite eggs I see on your bullentin board? Seem to remember something like that from my tech days.
I want some magnetic poetry too.