The Dino-Aspie Ex-Café (for Those 40+... or feeling creaky)

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Damn, Jon! That sounds like a nasty break! I hope you get the help you need, soon!

I am packing my apartment, whittling down. I don't know if I have emoted here that they have moved my job to Portland and I am cashing in my tiny 401K (being 59 and 1/2 May 20th) out and moving up to Portland and it seems I have until Memorial Day to pack, find a place, do my yard sale, move up, move in - oh, and work my 40 hour weeks as well.

I hope I can pry myself away from the computer.

Merle

Yesterday I planted five tomato plants, three peppers, two eggplants, a dozen or so
of petunias, marigolds, and other flowers around the border and onions, carrots, shallots,
oregano, basil, and nasturtiums. all of these in a 4'x4' section of my garden plot.
Tomorrow I'll be working on the other 4'x4' section.

I finished planting my dad's garden in planters: six kinds of tomatoes, lettuce, radishes, bush cucumber, dill, two types of bell pepper, a sage with bright red flowers for the hummingbirds. I've been planting a fern garden in one of the old ponds (transplanting them from where everything is being cut down so it the property can be easily mowed) and wild flower garden in the other old pond. He had filled them with boulders years ago so grandchildren wouldn't drown in them. Now I don't move so well.

Today I worked on the north 4'x4' section. I planted 6 cucumbers, 6 zuchini, various pole and bush beans. I'll have some pictures soon.

I've been in the veg garden today too. Planted some seedlings for beetroot, lettuce, parsnips and Swiss Chard. Lots more left to plant. Running out of space quickly - and my veg garden is around 100 feet by 40 feet - I may have to dig up some more lawn at this rate! Just remind not to plant so many potatoes - they are quick to plant but back breaking to dig up.

So that's where that pink tutu got to, go figure. Hummmm, I'll be flying (by jet, my ears are big but not that big) to Indiana soon and that lad may get looked up and words spoken in his general direction, as I can easily drop down his way from that locale to his home in the hills, if it hasn't sunk in the sunk hole yet, driving back home here in the hills of good ol Pennsyltucky-in-the-mire. Now he (you Chuck, yes you) can easily avoid an intrusive, awkward (for both), and generally fine time, if my black heart allows such a thing, if he (<---- that still means you Chuck) would at least own up to the fact the tutu has been absconded with, by (insert name of Cafe regular of your choice here and I suspect two are the culprits and I know who you are) and a foul, evil, dastardly even, plan formed to retrieve said tutu on a Tuesday. No doubt with Holy Hand Grenades (with two manuals on proper and improper usage { splosives!! !! } and gravity alters and string and Duck Tape (TM) and evil muffins. Unless you like evil muffins and many people do. That would make them good and I don't know what that would make the good muffins, I confuse easily you know. Evil muffins are very special, I must say, even if they do sit on tables and everyone knows you shouldn't sit on a table. True story. It might even be in Wickedpedia by now and they're never wrong.

We need to find a table dancer when we get it back. I know one in here, but will they confess? Anyone care to guess? I am sworn to secrecy on this matter, although I can be bribed cheaply, as always.

Good detective work Gromit, the Cafe is just not the same without a pink tutu around for those oh so very special occasions.

Hey, did anyone notice those pissed off ballerinas? A bunch of them flashing the bird. Well it does make sense, they appear to be doing Swan Lake in a banana storm.

Mexicali feeling the rumbles, again. Hope Nanerl is OK

For any who missed the reference...

good lord, why is it even necessary that we have psoas muscles. owwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.

cat knows the rumblies. wakes me up when one is going to happen. every freaking one over 3.0. we've had like 40 of those since easter. most in the middle of the night, of course. the cat then can go right back to sleep.

they're going to let postie on an airplane? well i'm waiting to hear the news flash on that one.

jon, remember, gravity ALWAYS wins. sorry to hear about your fall. yikes.

veggie gardens very nice. we have a basil plant, a cilantro plant, a couple of kinds of mint, some rosemary, and a lot of flowers growing in pots out on the patio this year. had to get a patio umbrella to give them a shot at surviving the heat/sun blast it gets out there all summer.

got brave (translation, got desperate) and tried acupuncture. good heavens to grits, it works.

i just HAD to b***h about the lung thing. just HAD to tempt the universe. sigh. oh, well.

Let me on? I gots money, which means they want it because they're greedy or something that deals with Capitalism and all things worldly. The real question is, can I get on. I think acupuncture is in order, since you say it works it must be so. Like 5 sharp jabs in the ass to get me up the stairs and in the plane might do it and a sheet load of Valium and someone standing over me with about 5 more long, thick, rusty, needles if I try to jump out the window. I don't fear the flying, it's where I have to go, it's out of my comfort zone. Hell out the front door is out of my comfort zone. Maybe I don't want to go, come to think on it. Do you think it's too much to ask if they'll move Indiana next door? If your cat and rat start dancing the tango together, let me know. Mother Nature may be about to grant me my wish, slide Indiana over a bit.

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• Udall's Fourth Law Any change or reform you make is going to have consequences you don't like.
• Uncle Ed's Rule of Thumb Never use your thumb for a rule. You'll either hit it with a hammer or get a splinter in it.
• Underlying Principle of Socio-Genetics Superiority is recessive.
• understand, v. To reach a point, in your investigation of some subject, at which you cease to examine what is really present, and operate on the basis of your own internal model instead.
• unfair competition, n. Selling cheaper than we do.
• union, n. A dues-paying club workers wield to strike management.
• Universe, n. The problem.
• University, n. Like a software house, except the software's free, and it's usable, and it works, and if it breaks they'll quickly tell you how to fix it, and ... [Okay, okay, I'll leave it in, but I think you're destroying the credibility of the entire fortune program. Ed.]
• Unnamed Law If it happens, it must be possible.
• User n. A programmer who will believe anything you tell him.

Airplanes..... When Rainman had first come out and I had not seen it yet, I had to fly my tween wookie from San Antonio to San Francisco. My husband, having some prescribing ability, got her some sedatives, which were not working as we stood in line with my baby bawling and three year old whimpering and wookie screaming and teenager glaring at the passengers behind us, just daring them to say anything (and all they could think was how do I get bumped off this flight) There was another kid in there somewhere but I don't know what he was doing, probably hiding. DH was long gone, driving the car to SF. Anyway, amidst the cacophony, a stewardess comes out and asks what they can do to help. I ask her if she had seen Rainman (which I heard had an accurate depiction of autism). She had. I said my daughter had autism. Her face drained to white. First time I ever saw that. I realized I needed to see that movie before I said that again. So we got on and I held down screaming wookie until the plane left the ground, whereupon my daughter finally fell asleep. When we deplaned, with screaming baby and cranky three year old and stumbling wookie and two more, a stewardess told me the wookie had been very good. I have no idea why she lied to me.

Lurking..., and stimming as usual....

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