jWerthfan said:"Chris gets to play chef even if it is only pancakes, bacon and sausage.
He will probably go all out with a chef's hat and jacket thing."
That's a picture I'd like to see. :)
bigblaster said:So, I'm loading the Lexus Christmas jingle on my iPhone, so somebody will buy me a new car. That IS how it works, right?
PhillieBlue said:
bigblaster said:So, I'm loading the Lexus Christmas jingle on my iPhone, so somebody will buy me a new car. That IS how it works, right?
Only if you want to drive your wife crazy
SamAdams said:
PhillieBlue said:
bigblaster said:So, I'm loading the Lexus Christmas jingle on my iPhone, so somebody will buy me a new car. That IS how it works, right?
Only if you want to drive your wife crazy
That Lexus jingle would drive the sanest person off the deep end. You can't watch a football game without hearing it, even though Christmas was nearly a week ago. Make it stop! Get some loonies to "Occupy" Lexus.
SamAdams said:We'll bring the cranberry sauce and sweet potato pudding. ;-)
jamesmir11 said:It was a rather eventful day at UC Riverside today. Very fun, and eye-opening.
grabarkewitz said:My kid is an idiot. There, I said it. Today, he calls me in a state of agitation because he got an e-mail from BofA saying his account is below x amount of dollars. Now, me and the missus know what was in his account when he left for college and there is no way he could've gone through x amount of dollars in one week. But, before I wear out the ear of some poor account rep at BofA, I ask the boy if he made any big purchases. Crime solved. See, next fall, the boy and five of his friends are renting a house and they got together and decided they needed furniture for said house. Keep in mind, they haven't rented the house or anything that logical, but they somehow convinced the boy to purchase a living room set (all leather) and a 56" tv with stand for next September.
After counting down from ten to avoid questioning the boy's intelligence or common sense, I asked, "Why?" His reply was that the stuff was on sale - like he would know a sale from the regular price - and two, they thought it would be cool. More questions followed like what are you going to do with it until September? Why are you buying new furniture for a college flophouse? Are they going to kick in to pay for this largesse? Three straight I don't knows got me to tell him to cancel the purchase and we will handle his furniture needs like we decided last month.He gave me the speech about him being an adult - I almost lost it laughing - and it is his money and he should be able to do with it what he pleases. Poor, poor deluded fool. I explained if we played it that way, he can pay for his tuition, books, food, etc.... His comeback was that if he could get into his savings, he could do that. Again, for his own good, I explained that money is for when he is older and, I hope, more wiser with money. The short of it is that he says we treat him like a baby (well deserved), he doesn't get to do anything he wants (goes back to the baby line) and he will look bad in front of his friends. I asked if he preferred me and his mother showing up on his doorstep and explaining the facts of life to them, too. Boy hit backdown mode is record time.I am truly dreading the day when he moves into this house - which I think I will be renting because I can't see anyone renting a house to six college students on their say so - and the arguing that will happen when me and his mother provide the furniture - all used and fireproofed - and the necessities. I am equally scared of the idea of moving to Merced so that his mother can make sure that he doesn't burn down a house. I wish my kid came with a common sense chip, it would make things easier.
jamesmir11 said:
grabarkewitz said:
jamesmir11 said:It was a rather eventful day at UC Riverside today. Very fun, and eye-opening.
The kid told me about that. At least the protesting was non-violent.
grabarkewitz said:My kid is an idiot. There, I said it. Today, he calls me in a state of agitation because he got an e-mail from BofA saying his account is below x amount of dollars. Now, me and the missus know what was in his account when he left for college and there is no way he could've gone through x amount of dollars in one week. But, before I wear out the ear of some poor account rep at BofA, I ask the boy if he made any big purchases. Crime solved. See, next fall, the boy and five of his friends are renting a house and they got together and decided they needed furniture for said house. Keep in mind, they haven't rented the house or anything that logical, but they somehow convinced the boy to purchase a living room set (all leather) and a 56" tv with stand for next September.
After counting down from ten to avoid questioning the boy's intelligence or common sense, I asked, "Why?" His reply was that the stuff was on sale - like he would know a sale from the regular price - and two, they thought it would be cool. More questions followed like what are you going to do with it until September? Why are you buying new furniture for a college flophouse? Are they going to kick in to pay for this largesse? Three straight I don't knows got me to tell him to cancel the purchase and we will handle his furniture needs like we decided last month.He gave me the speech about him being an adult - I almost lost it laughing - and it is his money and he should be able to do with it what he pleases. Poor, poor deluded fool. I explained if we played it that way, he can pay for his tuition, books, food, etc.... His comeback was that if he could get into his savings, he could do that. Again, for his own good, I explained that money is for when he is older and, I hope, more wiser with money. The short of it is that he says we treat him like a baby (well deserved), he doesn't get to do anything he wants (goes back to the baby line) and he will look bad in front of his friends. I asked if he preferred me and his mother showing up on his doorstep and explaining the facts of life to them, too. Boy hit backdown mode is record time.I am truly dreading the day when he moves into this house - which I think I will be renting because I can't see anyone renting a house to six college students on their say so - and the arguing that will happen when me and his mother provide the furniture - all used and fireproofed - and the necessities. I am equally scared of the idea of moving to Merced so that his mother can make sure that he doesn't burn down a house. I wish my kid came with a common sense chip, it would make things easier.
bigblaster said:
grabarkewitz said:My kid is an idiot. There, I said it. Today, he calls me in a state of agitation because he got an e-mail from BofA saying his account is below x amount of dollars. Now, me and the missus know what was in his account when he left for college and there is no way he could've gone through x amount of dollars in one week. But, before I wear out the ear of some poor account rep at BofA, I ask the boy if he made any big purchases. Crime solved. See, next fall, the boy and five of his friends are renting a house and they got together and decided they needed furniture for said house. Keep in mind, they haven't rented the house or anything that logical, but they somehow convinced the boy to purchase a living room set (all leather) and a 56" tv with stand for next September.
After counting down from ten to avoid questioning the boy's intelligence or common sense, I asked, "Why?" His reply was that the stuff was on sale - like he would know a sale from the regular price - and two, they thought it would be cool. More questions followed like what are you going to do with it until September? Why are you buying new furniture for a college flophouse? Are they going to kick in to pay for this largesse? Three straight I don't knows got me to tell him to cancel the purchase and we will handle his furniture needs like we decided last month.He gave me the speech about him being an adult - I almost lost it laughing - and it is his money and he should be able to do with it what he pleases. Poor, poor deluded fool. I explained if we played it that way, he can pay for his tuition, books, food, etc.... His comeback was that if he could get into his savings, he could do that. Again, for his own good, I explained that money is for when he is older and, I hope, more wiser with money. The short of it is that he says we treat him like a baby (well deserved), he doesn't get to do anything he wants (goes back to the baby line) and he will look bad in front of his friends. I asked if he preferred me and his mother showing up on his doorstep and explaining the facts of life to them, too. Boy hit backdown mode is record time.I am truly dreading the day when he moves into this house - which I think I will be renting because I can't see anyone renting a house to six college students on their say so - and the arguing that will happen when me and his mother provide the furniture - all used and fireproofed - and the necessities. I am equally scared of the idea of moving to Merced so that his mother can make sure that he doesn't burn down a house. I wish my kid came with a common sense chip, it would make things easier.
I could tell you where you can buy one. I can certainly let you figure out where to plug it in.
grabarkewitz said:
bigblaster said:
grabarkewitz said:My kid is an idiot. There, I said it. Today, he calls me in a state of agitation because he got an e-mail from BofA saying his account is below x amount of dollars. Now, me and the missus know what was in his account when he left for college and there is no way he could've gone through x amount of dollars in one week. But, before I wear out the ear of some poor account rep at BofA, I ask the boy if he made any big purchases. Crime solved. See, next fall, the boy and five of his friends are renting a house and they got together and decided they needed furniture for said house. Keep in mind, they haven't rented the house or anything that logical, but they somehow convinced the boy to purchase a living room set (all leather) and a 56" tv with stand for next September.
After counting down from ten to avoid questioning the boy's intelligence or common sense, I asked, "Why?" His reply was that the stuff was on sale - like he would know a sale from the regular price - and two, they thought it would be cool. More questions followed like what are you going to do with it until September? Why are you buying new furniture for a college flophouse? Are they going to kick in to pay for this largesse? Three straight I don't knows got me to tell him to cancel the purchase and we will handle his furniture needs like we decided last month.He gave me the speech about him being an adult - I almost lost it laughing - and it is his money and he should be able to do with it what he pleases. Poor, poor deluded fool. I explained if we played it that way, he can pay for his tuition, books, food, etc.... His comeback was that if he could get into his savings, he could do that. Again, for his own good, I explained that money is for when he is older and, I hope, more wiser with money. The short of it is that he says we treat him like a baby (well deserved), he doesn't get to do anything he wants (goes back to the baby line) and he will look bad in front of his friends. I asked if he preferred me and his mother showing up on his doorstep and explaining the facts of life to them, too. Boy hit backdown mode is record time.I am truly dreading the day when he moves into this house - which I think I will be renting because I can't see anyone renting a house to six college students on their say so - and the arguing that will happen when me and his mother provide the furniture - all used and fireproofed - and the necessities. I am equally scared of the idea of moving to Merced so that his mother can make sure that he doesn't burn down a house. I wish my kid came with a common sense chip, it would make things easier.
I could tell you where you can buy one. I can certainly let you figure out where to plug it in.
Strangely enough, his sister suggested the same thing. She even showed up at his school, yesterday, to go upside his pointed head. Saves me having to remove my foot from his backside. I think I like this, subcontracting my heavy work to the girls when it comes to the boy. They aren't adverse to getting his attention with a smack to the back of his head and seeing as how I was hoping he would have gotten a clue by now, I note that he pays more attention to what they say because they have zero issue with showing him up in front of his friends.
Saxgod said:Odd question but does anyone know much about growing ginseng? I now am working 12 hour graves in the hole that is Fellows, CA and need some way to stay awake. I can't bring books or a laptop or anything so I think herbal remedies are about my last/only real choice.
bigblaster said:A secret toes and I have known since Christmas:
Thanks to The Boy and Mrs. Boy......we're going to be grandparents this summer!
bigblaster said:A secret toes and I have known since Christmas:
Thanks to The Boy and Mrs. Boy......we're going to be grandparents this summer!
shmolnick said:Yes, that WAS Ned Colletti you saw at the Academy Awards last night. At one point early on, they panned the audience and captured a bunch of Hollywood celebrities and there he was - our own Ned Colletti in the audience.
shmolnick said:Yes, that WAS Ned Colletti you saw at the Academy Awards last night. At one point early on, they panned the audience and captured a bunch of Hollywood celebrities and there he was - our own Ned Colletti in the audience.
Matthew said:How's the screen on the new iPad, Torgy? By all accounts, it's supposed to be incredible. I just might bite on one.
grabarkewitz said:
Matthew said:How's the screen on the new iPad, Torgy? By all accounts, it's supposed to be incredible. I just might bite on one.
It is like looking at the best hi-def screen ever and the thing is surprisingly light. That is when I got to touch it.
bigblaster said:
grabarkewitz said:
Matthew said:How's the screen on the new iPad, Torgy? By all accounts, it's supposed to be incredible. I just might bite on one.
It is like looking at the best hi-def screen ever and the thing is surprisingly light. That is when I got to touch it.
At least you've seen it. 1st time I've missed a rollout since I started working for Apple in 2005. Not complaining: Still have two days of vacation left.
bigblaster said:Today, we found out that the future grand baby will be a grandson!
arbfuldodger said:
bigblaster said:Today, we found out that the future grand baby will be a grandson!
Congrats BB & Toes!
Now batting for the 2032 Los Angeles Dodgers .... Lil' Blaster!
bigblaster said:
arbfuldodger said:
bigblaster said:Today, we found out that the future grand baby will be a grandson!
Congrats BB & Toes!
Now batting for the 2032 Los Angeles Dodgers .... Lil' Blaster!
Nice as that would be, the Boy and Mrs. Boy are not Dodger fans (Mike is a Phillie Phan and Dana doesn't care about baseball--NY Jets fan), so I doubt that would be the career path.I have offered to help name the kid: My first effort was "Thor God of Thunder Guernsey," which was rejected flat out. I then suggested "Bruce Wayne Guernsey", to give the kid something to strive for, until it occurred to me that, given Batman's parents' violent end, probably wouldn't go over well with them. I told Mike he should name the lad after two of HIS literary heroes of his youth: "Beavis Stimpy Guernsey." He hasn't replied, so I think he's considering it. If not, I'm next going to suggest a name that, face it, isn't seen as much as in the past: "Zardoz Guernsey."So, the upshot is, apparently the opinions of the grandparents don't carry as much weight as I would have guessed.
SamAdams said:Catchers Mitts are safer at that age.
We almost adopted a second dog (long story) and I wanted to name him Drysdale. (Our real dog is named Sandy.) My wife suggested O'Malley. He was a Welsh Terrier, so it would have fit.There you have it, Blaster...Drysdale O'Malley Guernsey.
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