The Person Below Me; thread #59 - Why am I humming a song about a bridge?
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TPBM knows which tune to which the Subject Line refers.
The way back to thread #58 , if you need/want it.
Slow down, you move too fast. You got to make the morning last. Just kicking down the cobble...
The person below me has walked across a bridge over troubled water, instead.
Does it count if it was only troubled by the leaves and rocks we dropped in it to see the ripples?
TPBM has successfully planned a child's birthday party and will let me in on the secret (Kidlet will be 6 in 4 months and we haven't thrown a "real" party since he was 2!).
I haven't had one in years so I'm probably out of touch, but, here's my advice. Lots of games. Little prizes. Cake and ice cream. Keep it simple.
edit: I thought the decorate cookies, make pizza, etc. parties sound fun if the group is small.
The person below me has weeds to deal with.
Why, what have you heard?
TPBM is better at giving Rose kid party advice and will dish.
No Bungee jumping, no not me.
Number of guests at a child's birthday party should not exceed the child's age. Crafts are good- provides something to take home.
TPBM is overrun with garden produce.
Nope, no garden.
TPBM likes music with the vocals done through vocoder.
I don't know.
TPBM is surprised that today is Friday.
//For Mr. House, et alii -- "Feelin' Groovy" or "The 59th Street Bridge Song."//
I would be more than surprised, as it is Saturday here!
TPBM can't get the hang of time zones.
I have more trouble figuring out daylight savings time than time zones.
The person below me has mastered an essential survival skill.
Dominos Pizza on speed dial.
TPBM still reads an actual newspaper, as opposed to reading it online.
Every morning, at least unless the delivery guy is late and I don't see it until I get home from work.
TPBM has an e-reader, but still prefers paper books.
I read some ebooks on my netbook, but I still hoard real books.
TPBM has enough books to last the the rest of their life and into the next.
Leapt! Not surprising, given the length of my diatribe!
Probably enough for this life, although that will not stop me accumulating more. I care not for any supernatural 'next life'.
TPBM thinks that the freedom that arises from e-book self-publishing is worth the problems of spelling, grammar and plot holes.
I actually don't have an e-reader, so I must not think so. I like holding a book in my hand and I prefer it to have been well edited.
TPBM went to a concert this (or last) evening.
Last evening I went to a streaming of a concert to a theater in town. Renee Fleming and Joseph Calleja sang with the Israel Philharmonic Orchestra. The music was exquisite. The production was an abomination; I should have complained and demanded compensation.
The person below me frequently complains to management and derives satisfaction from it.
Not really. Where I work there are only 6 people, 2 managers, 2 part-timers (of which I am one), and 2 people who only work lease departments in other stores.
It wouldn't be worth it to complain, everyone would know how it was.
TPBM is in the vault of secrets with someone.
Actually, I don't. How boring!
TPBM is going to listen to some Simon & Garfunkel later, given that this title thread has given them a terrible case of earworm ...
Probably some Simon - I adore Graceland and have it on my iPod. Love Garfunkel too, but don't have any of his or their stuff together on the iPod.
TPBM is having people over for dinner this weekend.
Just dinner a deux for us - a barbecued rib-eye steak, as it's sunny.
TPBM has a gas barbecue
I do, a four-burner, hooded job. It has not had the dust cover off for months though. Winter down here, don't ya know!
TPBM has an outdoor cooking solution that is season-independent.
Just gas. In an effort to save money, but mostly because I don't like shopping in this heat, I've bought oatmeal in bulk. I cook it in the microwave and only use milk, which makes me gassy what is it about the internet that makes people tell the world stuff like this?
>>WHL- it's the theme from the Bridge Over the River Kwai, isn't it?
This is why I'm not a morning person.
TPBM is a morning person.
I am NOT a morning person. I am a night-owl. But my son is a morning person. This makes mornings especially irksome, because he's bright and cheery until he decides he's hungry or bored, and then he's whiny until the problem is corrected.
TPBM has made ice cream.
Not recently, but I still have the ice cream maker and ice cream salt. Hmm..... birthday party tomorrow for daughter and MiL - just perhaps home made ice cream would be good.
TPBM has an unusual piece of kitchen equipment.
We have a fajita maker. My daughter gave it to her father for Christmas a few years ago. It's been used exactly once.
TPBM adores kitchen gadgets.
Back in my thirties and forties, I certainly did. Now I look at them, diagnose what wouldn't work as advertised, sigh in disappointment and then move on.
The person below me prefers to cook with glass pans rather than with metal.
No, but I don't mind baking with them.
The person below me is listening to the radio.
I did this morning as I awoke, and will probably do so again as I clean house, but right now I am watching the morning news on TV to get a weather forecast (darn it, rain again tonight).
As usual for this summer we will probably fail to have more than two consecutive days of sun.
TPBM has a festival to attend this week-end.
nope, after I'm done eating I'm going to take one though!
TPBM doesn't get naps anymore
I've never been much of a napper. If I need a nap, it probably means I'm sick.
TPBM goes to a farmers' market regularly.
Hubby usually goes to a local one to get tomatoes once in a while but hasn't been lately. The last tomatoes weren't very good. Bummer.
TPBM remembers when you could get a big ol' basket of tomatoes (good ones) for a dollah.
//SomeGuy, the theme for "The Bridge on the River Kwai" is "Colonel Bogey March." But I bet you already knew that! I bet you also know some naughty verses to it. lol//
We never used to buy tomatoes. . . . my great-uncle would send giant bags of them (and corn and potatoes) over for free. And we rarely bought other fruits (okay, I totally don't remember if fruit or vegetable won the proprietary battle of tomato) because they were too spendy. So, in my childhood brain, fruits were laced with gold, diamonds, and rubies.
TPBM will share a misunderstanding they had as a child
When I was like 6 or 7 I cried when I was watching the news and they were talking about a serial killer because I thought it was someone who went around killing cereal.
TPBM knows what's for dinner
Well, I just ate it. A little pasta with homemade Bolognese sauce and a LOT of yellow summer squash. And some red wine.
TPBM switched to gin.
I've never played it. Is it fun?
The person below me has another favorite game. Or alcohol.
A game I call "Hunt for Buried Treasure".
TPBM can't sleep, either.
Well, it's now 11:52am, so I should be awake, but I did struggle last night - it was after 3am before I fell asleep.
TPBM won some money on the lotto recently.
My husband and I early in life agreed that we wouldn't play the lottery unless the jackpot had hit a particular benchmark figure. It rarely if ever gets that high. However I do periodically daydream about winning.
The person below me won something else recently.
The feigned respect of my writing peers. In editing-and review sessions for the group, they demand I go last because I find errata (standard GPS) and question details of plot and location the other dozen reviewers all missed.
TPBM knows the origin of the word "thrill".
Would this be it?
c.1300, "to pierce, penetrate," metathesis of O.E. þyrlian, from þyrel "hole" (in M.E., also "nostril"), from þurh "through" (cf. M.H.G. dürchel "pierced, perforated") + -el . Meaning "give a shivering, exciting feeling" is first recorded 1592, via metaphoric notion of "pierce with emotion." The noun in this sense is from 1680; meaning "a thrilling experience" is attested from 1936. Thriller "sensational story" is from 1889.
TPBM knew that without the help of Google...
I did not know that. I do know that you should always pack plastic sheeting in the trunk of your car. Don't judge me!
TPBM has ideas about time.
It keeps on slipping, slipping, slipping into the future. -- I'm not the first one to say that, though.
It's like a river, with no riverside -- Damn! That's not an original thought, either.
Time in on my side...
Oh! Forget it!
TPBM has other ideas about time.
It's hard for me to be bored.
You're never alone when you're schizophrenic, you know.
What? I know nothing of what you speak about. . . .
TPBM is more convincing.
... except for several brothers and sisters, yes.
TPBM has triplets somewhere in his/her family.
Not in several generations. Some twins 3 generations back and almost a pair in my generation, though. Aunt miscarried that pregnancy :(
TPBM keeps fish.
Don't get me started! And it belongs to my wife, not me.
TPBM has operated a piece of large farm equipment, or perhaps construction equipment.
No, never had a chance to and I'd probably break something if I tried...
TPBM knows how to ice skate.
I live in Minnesota. I think it's a childhood requirement.
TPBM has met someone famous.
Met the Newsboys, once. Am related by marriage to Pauley Perrette (Grandpa's cousin's step-daughter).
TPBM does the newspaper crossword puzzles religiously.
I'm not a religious person...
When I find a crossword puzzle, I don't put it down until it's done.
Same for Sudoku, word jumbles... cryptoquizzes...
I don't follow the Bridge thing at all, though.
TPBM has been mistaken for someone famous.
Someone once told me a looked a bit like Melissa Etheridge. But I don't think she actually thought I was Melissa.
TPBM has solar pathway lights that work.
Used to. Some of them broke and eventually they were all removed to expand the driveway to accommodate two more cars.
TPBM uses solar energy for something else.
Well, not very pale, but I am of English-Scottish heritage and I do currently live in Seattle....
TPBM got too many intentional sunburns as a teenager.
I am a very pale redhead. Sunburns were never intentional.
TPBM has been slathering on the sunscreen lately.
Hardly worth it, here, given the woeful lack of sunshine - midge repellent is more useful!
TPBM is a proud hat-wearer.
I would be, if I could look like Woody Strode in his Stetson and duster at the start of Once Upon a Time in the West but I lack too many of his other attributes so I'll stay bare headed.
TPBM has a different fantasy picture of themselves.
Nope. I'm from New Jersey; I can't pretend.
TPBM has a vivid imagination.
Usually too vivid. Dreaming is quite interesting though.
TPBM also has weird dreams.
In relation to life or others' dreams? For me, probably not either way.
TPBM has a swimming pool.
no, I do have a marsh, but I don't think it would be very relaxing with all the bugs.
TPBM would rather have fewer neighbors
I certainly would. Just as I go out to enjoy some time on the deck, a neighbor decides to power up the mower, leaf blower, chain saw, etc.
Plus, I'm not very neighborly. Too many demands put on you when you "befriend" the neighbors.
TPBM is a loner.
Nope, but if there's something I want to do or someplace I want to go and I can't get anyone else interested, I'll go alone.
TPBM really has found the perfect place to read.
I have, but, unfortunately, it is only available when the rest of my family is away.
The person below me can explain the appeal of sportscars, especially convertibles.
The wind in your hair. (But preferably not the bugs in your teeth.)
I personally can't stand the wind in my hair, but I'm stuck with it for now until I can replace my air compressor. Nothing wrong with the car beyond the dead A/C, but the dead A/C makes driving in Florida summers... um... uncomfortable, to say the least.
TPBM has mild summers
There is nothing mild about MN other than the people and the food.
TPBM has heard about MN nice.
"A nice assortment of wet and dry - lots of boat places."
TPBM can add to that.
Sometimes my favorite food is butter.
The person below me has canoed in Minnesota.
I haven't, but my dad's family probably has (they lived there for a long time before they transplanted to IL).
TPBM is distracted.
Nah, just really tired.
TPBM has also just finished cleaning the house after a 12hr day at work.
You can rarely catch me cleaning the house at any time, but certainly NOT after a long day at work.
TPBM can tell me about Ugly Florida Tomatoes. Are they real things and really good?
That depends on your self-image...
I suggest you carry one on each shoulder. Then if someone says, "I'll take the one in the middle.", they're good for you.
TPBM wouldn't dare run in the heat of day.
To use a quote from one of Tom Stoppard's plays, I belong to a school which regards all sudden movements as ill-bred. So, not even in the cool, cool, cool of the evening will you find me running.
TPBM would be lost without their endorphin highs
I've been here long enough to know THAT.
The person below me always thinks of Charlotte Bronte in conjunction with Shirley.
Newp, I've never read any Bronte books and if I hear Shirley I think of Temple and Airplane! simultaneously.
TPBM has seen a strange thing.
I have seen lots of strange things. None of them terribly recently, but still.
TPBM is waiting for dinner to arrive.
Absolutely! They are a wonderful part of this time of year.
I was glad that the 13-year cicadas that tormented most of Central North Carolina didn't actually live in my neighborhood - you can hear them with the windows rolled up and music blaring.
The ones out now are the annual cicadas.
TPBM just considers them bugs and shudders.
I don't mind them so much. I found those brown molted shells hanging on my trees last year and was wondering where we got the enormous bees. My mother and sister keep SWEARING that we don't have cicadas in Florida, but I saw them, and I've been hearing them all week long.
TPBM is learning a new skill.
It's not really a skill, exactly. . . but my friend just got back from Tunisia and he is teaching me their gestures. And we're self-teaching ourselves how to use this crazy spinning top.
TPBM has travel plans.
Yep, leaving in two days for a lake in British Columbia. Might disappear from TPBM for a while.... since I'll be hiking, kayaking, reading, sleeping, drinking wine, reading some more, going for another hike, wading in the lake......
TPBM is jealous.
Nope. Too outdoorsy for me. "Nature! I've got Nature on my hand! Get it off!"
Okay, I'm not THAT bad, but still. I don't do woodsy hiking canoeing outside stuff.
TPBM knows that reference.
Monk, but only because I googled it. I much prefer my USA comedies to be of the Psych variety. . . I don't have tv at the moment so in the last month I've literally watched every episode like 10 times and I've seen all the audio and video commentaries.
TPBM is also missing their tv channels.
Well, no, I've been watching much less t.v. of late: the Mariners suck and I'm trying to read a million (okay, ten) books each month for the TIOLI challenges.
TPBM likes, no, loves blue cheeses.
Well, sometimes it's inevitable, but I'm not one who seeks it out. Don't mind scraping a bit of green stuff off parmesan and the like, but blue cheeses are a step too far ...
TPBM doesn't know what they want, but they want it now! (And also may know where that quote comes from.)
Wasn't it a trade union march cry? - eventually evolved into "What do we want? Everything! When do we want it? Now!"
Ah, those were the days, when the Worker's flag was bloody red.
TPBM rather misses socialism.
//Actually, it was the late lamented Viv Stanshall in "Sir Henry at Rawlinson End", but it was a good guess!//
Have never lived under socialism, so I can't miss it!
But I'm pretty sure politics are supposed to be off-limits.
TPBM has to tackle Mount Laundry today.
I started that yesterday, but will continue today.
TPBM is also using chores/cleaning to procrastinate other things.
I'm using other things to procrastinate chores/cleaning. Laundry any minute now (maybe after a second cup of coffee).
TPBM is going on a trip soon,
Maybe. We're hoping we don't have to, but my grandfather is very sick. He was making progress and then had a sudden downturn yesterday and the doctors told his wife to "call the kids," so my mom and aunt and uncles are all there now. Depending how the current treatment goes, we may have to pack the family up to drive up there and say goodbye. We lost Grandma ten years ago last month and nobody's ready to lose him yet, so we're hoping, praying, etc for good outcomes with the new methods.
TPBM is working on something this week.
to night I hope to get it installed and fill it up!
TPBM has heard that The Eye of the World is being released as a graphic novel!
Aaak! Fantasy usually leaves me panting with rage and frustration. The shelves are very cool, though- is that walnut?
>>at- My grandfather, a rock-ribbed republican, always said that it was important to remember that before the democrats local miners had to work bent over in standing water. As for socialism, America seems like it might be edging somewhat closer to it but I don't know how it's going to go over, since we are a nation that will call 911 when McDonald's screws up our fry order.
TPBM has boiled clothes to clean them.
No, but I've used a washboard.
TPBM still uses a pre-electric model of ....
Spinning wheel. Actually, I use a pre-spinning-wheel method of spinning wheel - the drop spindle! (No distaff, though; I just wrap the wool around my arm to keep it out of the way and unwrap more as I need it.)
TPBM uses a typewriter.
No, but I could probably figure one out if I had to.
Oh, and a wholehearted "Ditto!" on the spinning.
The person below me actually makes spinning wheels and/or typewriters.
no, but give me a good plan and I could probably make a spinning wheel.
107 > no, that's Cherry the one on my profile is walnut and Maple
TPBM knows a blacksmith.
My grandpappy used one just outside of Marion, VA. GP had him make a large yard bell that my grandmother hated so much she had it taken down the day he died. While he was alive, she used it to call us in from wherever the hell we'd gone to in east BF Virginia (it really was that big, had a harsh tone, though).
TPBM is a noted authority.
For my particular industry segment, I am. Either that or the world has been lying to me. (I wouldn't put it past them!)
The person below me is rewriting something.
Yes, my resume. I need a better job: one that better fits a half-trained bookkeeper. I'm stuck trying to sort out my predecessor's stuff, which has been next to impossible.
The person below me can offer a solution. Or a job.
Sorry - Neither! (Hey! I quoted somebody!)
TPBM has discovered that eating corn on the cob in front of the computer is not only stupid but gross, too.
Well, I don't have first-hand experience of it, but the visual images your post conjures seem to be indisputable.
TPBM would rather be flying.
My fear of flying keeps me out of airplanes. It is not a phobia; it is a rational fear of flying arising from my years as a Navy transport pilot.
The person below me would rather fly than walk even if expanses of water are not involved.
It depends on the distance. Walking to some nearby places is no big whoop. And a lot of buildings here in New York are so tall it would be easier (and simpler) to walk around them than to fly over them.
The person below me takes the train.
You leave Pennsylvania Station at a quarter to four, and before you know it you're in Baltimore .......
TPBM will tell me why train songs are so much better than plane songs
People were generally happier when trains were being used, and the destruction caused by a train in infinitesimal compared to the damage planes have wrought over the years. The Air Advantage trumps choo-choo power, militarily.
TPBM thinks that's a plausible reason.
Um, sure. Warbles Dinner in the diner, nothin' could be finer than to have your ham and eggs in Carolina.
The person below me hasn't heard the phrase "choo-choo power" used in this context before.
True. Actually, I'm not sure I've heard it used in any context before.
TPBM is ready for the weekend.
Almost. I'll be driving to Denver by myself, and as Saturday is DNBR (Do-Nothing-But-Read) Day, I stocked up on about 40 hours of audiobooks.
Otherwise, I'm still prepping by finalizing the route for places to eat, gas at appropriate places, hotels; the GPS device is already programmed, and the truck is going in tomorrow for a check-up ...
About half the distance, there's no phone coverage at all, and seeing as how my truck is seventeen years old, I'm bringing an ice chest full of bottled water, a few sodas, non-perishable food, blankets...
TPBM will remind me about something I've overlooked.
Money. Don't forget money.
TPBM actually forgot the money once when leaving on a trip and had to go back to get it.
Aak! Leaped! Nope. I grew up with ATMs, I've probably never had to cash a check in my life.
TPBM comes and goes with the wind.
Wish I could. Many times I have entertained the fantasy of packing up, driving till I'm tired of driving, and planting myself in whatever town I land in for a while.
But I tend to get homesick.
TPBM also gets homesick when they've been gone too long.
Always! I love vacations but there really is no place like home. I like being here with my cats, my couch, my own bed, my neighborhood.....
TPBM would love to live in Italy for a year.
Probably not. I would rather live in the UK or northern Europe for a year. Someday.
>124 WholeHouseLibrary: Also take a flashlight, tissues and at least one print book. Travel safely too!
The person below me has a fantasy of the perfect get-away home.
Don't require a fantasy - I'm living in it! The Highlands to the north, the Clyde to the south, Glasgow only an hour away - ideal. Well, apart from the weather ...
Mind you, if someone offered me a pied-a-terre in Paris I'd snatch their hands off!
TPBM needs a drink.
Sun's not over the yardarm yet, so I'll hang on!
TPBM has no problems with self-control
Early to me is 4 or 4:30, so no, I didn't have to get up early. 6:15 was early enough and I actually slept until the alarm went off.
TPBM will tell us their favorite way to eat fresh summer tomatoes.
I did. I hope I like it.
TPBM writes reviews for many/most of the books they read.
Not really, only ERs that I win and some random ones that compel me to review them because I liked or hated them.
Don't ask what compels me to write some and not others. I think the complulsion is as much a mystery as the ERs algorithm is for who receives books each month.
TPBM knows who DB Cooper was and used to be his neighbor. Come on dish.
I know of him, but he vanished before I was born. . . .
TPBM can direct me towards his treasure stash.
Are you kidding?
Sorry I would have to keep it for myself. Think of all the books....... Oh, he only got $200,000, and some of that was found in 1980, and if he didn't invest the rest wisely, he probably just became some poor bum who's identity will remain unknown.
TPBM has buried something for safekeeping.
Yes, last night I buried the lower portion of a tomato plant, two basil plants and a cantaloupe vine for safekeeping while we go away and can't water potted plants for a few days. They were leftovers from a colleague's salvage operation at a garden center and had not yet been planted in the overcrowded garden.
TPBM vacations without travel.
I used to, when I worked at a stressful job. I had Christmas week off every year so I had lots of leftovers from Christmas dinner, and a jigsaw puzzle, a computer game, and lots and lots of books and a deal with C not to expect any work from me at all. I really enjoyed that week each year. And again a week in the fall and another in the spring to stay home and work on some project. It was great.
TPBM is wondering how to get all of the housework done without melting. (Well, at least the vacuuming)
Set the a/c on stun, wait 1 hour then don't dawdle.
TPBM has the latest gadget.
No, I'm waiting for the NEXT BIG THING before I go out and spend any more money. Then I will have the latest gadget.
The person below me is thinking of replacing their cell phone.
Nope, I just did about 5 months ago, that means I'm good for another 3-4 years
TPBM gets a new cell phone when ever the contract is up.
Nope, but I may be seduced by the iPhone this time around.
TPBM doesn't have a cell phone
I wish. I don't like phones, period. However, since this house doesn't have a landline, and the only way I can connect to the Internet is by using my phone as a wireless hotspot, it is a necessary evil.
TPBM thinks some other ubiquitous convenience is evil.
Facebook. Well all the social networking sites actually. It seems like every time I try to get someone's phone number they tell my to just find them on Facebook, and they look really confused when I tell them I don't have one. My response to this is that I don't need one because if I really want to talk to someone I can just call them. For me there's no point in having links to people who I probably don't want to talk to and don't want to talk to me, they just want to have as many friends listed as possible.
I get the same looks when I tell people I don't have internet on my phone. My response to that is that I have a computer at home and don't need it with my every moment of the day. And then of course invariably they want to know how I keep up with my Facebook updates without it, and that just starts the vicious cycle all over again.
TPBM puts their posters in frames because then they can be called art.
(We must be the only two people on this planet not on Facebook; thank goodness I found you!)
Don't have posters. I do have lots of photo-less frames. And loads of frameless photos, which I've been planning to get together for the last umpteen years.
TPBM is conscientious about labelling and organising their photographs.
Oh, I wish. I put together a slide show for my mother's 100th birthday party last year. I had to keep saying, "I think this is the early 70's, or the late 60's," and so on. I do like this age of digital photos.
The person below me is good at photography.
Better than your average snapshot artist but not up among the people with real skill.
The person below me has sold a photograph.
My daughter sold one of hers for use as a music CD cover. Does that count? (I think all of $50 changed hands.)
TPBM got some rain today.
Not yet, but we're supposed to this afternoon.
TPBM knows why people are stupid. (Sorry. I'm having one of those afternoons.)
Not really, but I do wonder about this on an almost daily basis.
TPBM can explain to me why we have just spent £4.5k on repairs at work "cause the guys from Head Office are coming", when they're supposed to be coming to see what repair work needs doing! (shakes head!)
because there's a recession on and they're looking to make a pound any way they can.
TPBM thinks the recession is over.
Somebody is pulling a CYA.
>>146 PhaedraB: PB- I hate teebee with the white hot intensity of 1,000 suns.
TPBM has had an epiphany.
Yes, I have. Don't ask.
#147, 148 - Me, three! Don't/Won't do the social network thing, either.
TPBM has been in a fire.
Yep. My friend had a giant bonfire pit. There was an exceptionally tall log in the center. We could easily jump in the center of the fire without getting burned >:}
TPBM likes wave pools.
I don't know that I've ever been in one, but I like swimming pools, especially this summer, it's been a scorcher.
147, 148, 157, add me to the list. (CYA = cover your arse)
TPBM knows why the caged bird sings.
Because a cage can't capture an individual's thoughts.
TPBM hates messes.
Yes, but since I can no longer do housework, I've had to learn to live with a few.
TPBM is relaxed about cleaning house.
Yes, it's my wife who's the neat freak, MY job is to avoid making a mess when ever possible.
TPBM has actually read Moby Dick
It was a long time ago, but I got all the way through it. It is on my maybe-again-some-day list; I've read some long or difficult works more than once.
The person below me doesn't understand why you have to read a book again if you already know what happened.
You'll never hear that from me! I'm a big fan of re-reading books.
Last week, I read the Cliff Notes for Great Expectations - a book I had to read as a Freshman in high school. There are parts I remembered verbatim; most of the plot, though, I had completely forgotten.
TPBM also re-reads certain books.
I haven't! aCoD has been on the tbr for a while though.
TPBM plays video games and will share their favorite.
Yes, I do. I play The Sims 2 fairly often. I'll upgrade to The Sims 3 when I upgrade my computer. Sooner, if I clear off some of the excess crap on the current one.
The person below me is familiar with both Sims 2 & 3, and will state their preference.
Actually, no. I only played the first one and Bustin' Out on PS2. I miss it though, I might try and resurrect the original at some point or find the newer ones on the cheap. I did play other Sims games too though--SimCity and SimTheme Park are the only ones coming to mind.
TPBM has never played a video game.
No, my weekends are Sim-time, so definitely a no there.
TPBM is glad they've woke up 3 hours before they had to today...
Um, no. I'm just getting ready to go to bed. And I woke up later than I should have yesterday, but only because I stay up too late.
I'm going out for Japanese food at lunchtime. The person below me also likes Japanese food.
Yes I do. Especially sushi. A Japanese Restaurant is being built about 9 miles from the house and I can't wait for it to open. We have so few restaurants out here where I live that anything new is exciting, but most especially something we don't have anything else like.
TPBM is spending just a few more minutes here on LT before having to get ready to go to work.
Getting ready to go to the airport for a flight to Texas, which is for business so I guess that counts as going to work.
//172 > Looks like a fast-food Japanese restaurant. The sign was up when I went by it yesterday. Hope it's not just boring kinda Asian but with extra sushi.//
TPBM would not go to Texas on a bet.
I would love to go back and meet some of my old friends from San Angelo, Tx.
TPBM has another place they'd rather not visit.
Well, I have kind of a mixed-status place. I would like to see a good friend of mine in Austin (though unfortunately, I won't get to meet her dog: she had to give him up because she's moving into a building which doesn't take kindly to pups). But I do not want to go visit her right now, as the present heat wave has made it even warmer than usual there.
The person below me has found a way to escape the heat wave.
a/c coupled with turning into a complete shut-in. . . at least til the super heat goes away--which for me is forcasted this week! Hope it lasts. My natural pale is getting a bit close to translucent.
TPBM doesn't usually burn, but gets a nice tan of which I'm jealous.
I wish! I burn very easily indeed.
The person below me flosses regularly.
Every day, good for the teeth and I'm a coffee drinker.
TPBM has a regimen.
Nowhere near enough. Interesting jog at the bottom. Baseboard heat?
TPBM manages to part with some of the books in their house.
Yes, every once in a while. This week I weeded out Perfume, The Mists of Avalon, and an extra copy of Under the Dome. I really need to go through and pull the duplicates, too. Much less the ones I know I won't read and that don't have sentimental value.
TPBM is enjoying the produce from their summer garden.
From the neighbor's garden! Great tomatoes.
The person below me is made hungry by references to food.
Depends on when I ate last. I'm just heating up some Chinese food now, so I am hungry, but won't be for long.
TPBM has to go to the post office to pick up a box of books.
No, I haven't got to :(
Reminds me of that P.G. Wodehouse character who had to diet, so he got his secretary to read recipe books to him at bedtime.
TPBM will tell me why we are gaining weight and not shedding it ;-)
You take in more calories than you're burning off.
TMBP is gonna be at Great America today and will say 'hi' when they see me.
I'm nowhere near Great America, but if I was, I'd say hi:)
TPBM will tell me why my PB&J sandwich tastes like dryer sheets.
Because you spread PB&J on a dryer sheet.
Edited- I completely misread 186 as 'be a Great American'.
TPBM is/isn't shy about engaging strangers in conversation.
I can be, in person. Helps if there's some common ground first to get the conversation started!
> I did not, I used whole-wheat bread!
TPBM keeps fish.
yes, well at least the fillets, in the freezer.
181 > correct!
TPBM has been fishing this summer.
Even if I wanted to, it would be a bad idea.
The person below me is looking forward to the weekend.
And it starts in ... 3 ... 2...1 Why here it is! See y'all.
TPBM will keep the conversation going.
Isn't it just Thursday?
The person below me has trouble sometimes coming up with good PBM's.
Usually by the time I think of something, someone else has answered.
TPBM is a fast thinker.
Let me get back to you on that.
TPBM keeps peacocks in the yard.
No. They're auctioning off the wine cellar to offset my losses in today's Wall Street blood bath. It's also been farewell to the villa in the South of France and the Maserati.
The person below me will speak of something cheerful.
Squirrels seem to always be in a good mood. Too good, if you ask me.
>>If the market bounces back next week or the week after, I PERSONALLY would 0 stock holding out except short sells. But I am risk adverse. Plus, a market bounce probably won't be sustained or return to current levels for some time. Please remember, I know NOTHING about markets, just picked this up from my brother who knows a great deal about markets and was well into gin o'clock when I spoke with him a few minutes ago. Take it with a grain of salt and good luck.
TPBM his buying extra ammo in case of total social collapse. Or is wearing a silly t-shirt; whichever is more appropriate.
Daughter's been acquiring ammo for her Ruger .22 rifle. Not extraordinary amounts, but certainly enough to let her shoot every day.
TPBM prefers mechanical pencils to lead pencils.
I like mechanical pencils, because I most commonly use pencils in the bathroom while doing crosswords, and hunting for a sharpener is generally not practical.
TPBM has something interesting in the junk drawer.
Probably: my whole room could be compared to a junk drawer. Can you say "disorganized"?
The person below me got something pleasant in the mail today,
Not yet, but I'm expecting a new spindle any day now.
TPBM is expecting something else.
Over the weekend I placed two orders with Barny Noble. One came from Reno today. The other passed through sorting in New Jersey on Monday and again today; I can expect it sometime.
The person below me doesn't track shipments to them because it is too frustrating.
I don't track them, simply because I forget I have the option. . . and about 70% of time, it isn't offered anyway. *shrug
TPBM likes bad movies.
Only if they're being ribaldly commented on by the guys (and robots) from Mystery Science Theatre 3000.
TPBM likes subtitled films.
No, I can only follow one source at a time. It's like reading the movie instead of watching it.
#193 - I work 4 -10s and have a 3 day blessed weekend.
TPBM works too much. (and has something to show for it)
Yes, I work 40 hours per week, which I consider way too much. Sometimes when we get a big project, I'll work 50-60. What I have to show for it is to Still Have a Job in this economy and believe me, I'm grateful. I work in an air conditioned office, nobody stands over my shoulder (witness my doing this right now), decent benefits, and a great boss. I mostly work with nice people except for one total bee-yatch in my own department. I am grateful.
TPBM is grateful for their job too.
You bet I am. I don't know how much bookkeeping training my boss thought I had when I had my "promotion" but it's sure more than what I do have. (Resume is available upon request.)
The person below me will do us all a favor and change the subject.
There are tiny pockets of Alexandria that have resisted development, probably at tremendous cost to the owners of the land. Ft. Hunt road ends in a country twister lane, just outside of Mt. Vernon, with an old farm house on one side and a grassy field on the other. It looks like some place in the Virginia outback. It's beautiful.
TPBM always knows the phases of the moon.
Only the full moon. My friend, who works at a pre-school always tells me when there will be one because she swears the kids get crazier on that day.
What a beautiful scene to take AnnaClaire's mind off her problems, hope it worked.
TPBM has had first hand experience with a bizzare event during a full moon and will share.
I wouldn't call it "bizarre," as babies are born every day, but my son was born during a full moon, three weeks before his due date. My OB's nurse said he was one of nine babies that week, and one of five born at least two weeks ahead of schedule!
TPBM turns into a werewolf on full moons.
Yes, and I attempt to stay one between the full moons.
The person below me does not believe in lycanthropy but has heard howling that can't otherwise be explained.
Yes, and the dog and I got stuck when we both tried to get through the door at the same time. It's one of C's favourite stories to tell. And it was a foggy night...
TPBM would never laugh at a terrified golden retriever.
I suppose it would depend on how touchy the golden retriever was, and how close he was to me.
(Mr.D, I received a book package today that travelled over half way across Canada and back to make a 150 mile trip.)
TPBM pronounces the "e" on the end of "coyote".
I do, but when I lived in West Texas for a while, I heard them talking about a 'coit' which had me confused for ages!
TPBM will do something fabulous this weekend.
I'm doing it now!
Driving to Denver for my nephew's Eagle Court of Honor.
TPBM is doing something equally fab.
Everything I can think of ends on a Berlin in the 30s note, but I would dearly love to get out of town on a day trip to the Valley. Fabul-tov on the C of H, I've always admire people who pushed themselves to become an Eagle scout; it's a great indicator of success and I've never known one who was a dick.
TPBM reads a lot of books on science.
John Polkinghorne is the ony science author right at present in my TBR pile -- borrowed from the Public library only a few days ago; so far only scanned.
The answer to 219 is " No, unless you call a few a year ʻa lotʻ ".
TPBM has read some of at least 1 of the following:
Einstein, Eddington, I. B. Cohen, Sharon Begley,
Polkinghorne, Martin Gardner, or Arthur Koestler
(popuarized science writings)
TPBM knows how I can get out of my head for a few hours - just long enough to quit thinking and quit crying and get some sleep already.
Yeah, but it has to be both light and compelling. As an alternative there is meditation. Or you can write and pursue your pain until it gives up. Or get some serious physical exercise.
The person below me has read some Einstein, Eddington, Cohen, Begley, Polkinghorne, Gardner, or Koestler.
SInce I brought them up, I might as well answer about them.
Yes, "some" of all of them except Eddington and Gardner (or so little of those 2 as makes no difference). The only one of them Iʻve met is Cohen --probably the best professor I had in college, though Iʻm realizing that only in retrospect;
he was in a required course, not in my "concentration."*
TPBM might agree with what a Geology (or was it Physics?) major told me , in relation to the I. B. Cohen course I was taking (Iʻm sure Cohen would NOT):
"Take a Chenistry course and you learn Chemistry. Take a Physics course and you learn Physics. Take a Geology course and you learn Geology. Take a (General) Science
course (the one I was taking), and you learn -- NOTHING!"
*concentration: Harvardian for "major".
I'd concur with that. The school I attended, mediocre though it was, at least separated chemistry, biology and physics (although the physics teacher was a dreadful man who thought mere females shouldn't be allowed to study physics and simply pretended we didn't exist). The school down the road just did "science" - they had very low expectations of their pupils indeed!
TPBM likes porridge.
Leaped. I like oatmeal. Is that considered porridge?
224>I never took a general science course so I can't answer.
The person below me still owns some of his/her college textbooks.
Three of them. And that's saying something since I graduated in 1975. Management, Economics, and Literature. Carted them around all these years.
TPBM has rented some of their textbooks.
Nope. They weren't available for rent when I was still in college (scarcely three years ago). But my sisters hare vented some of their books.
TPBM prefers to buy textbooks new.
Nope. There is no way I could afford that. . . some of my dang books have gone retail for $160. Thankfully, my school does the rental thing. I've only had to purchase 2 books for class here. AND, when the textbooks aren't in use anymore, we can buy them for 50 cents to $2. . . talk about a steal!
TPBM enjoys some children's cartoons and will tell us which ones.
Wayside, SpongeBob, and Phineas and Ferb are all pretty entertaining.
The person below me likes to draw.
When I have an idea in my head, sure.
TPBM has errands to run today.
Yep, grocery store. After that I have to untangle a damn computer problem. There will be blood.
TPBM is a natural.
Redhead? Brunette? Both?
TPBM has a green thumb & a house full of plants.
Nnnnnnnnot so much, no. The youngest sister occasionally gets a bee in her bonnet regarding plants of some sort, and invariably forgets to water them, and they die.
TPBM is shedding.
Fear and trembling more like it.
>>at- You know, you and Soph may avoid the depths of an econ meltdown, if there is one, because you didn't adopt the Euro. I think I speak for all Americans when I say- 'Ohdeargodpleasetakeusback!'
TPBM remains unmoved.
Hardly. I'm starting to get a little frightened.
TPBM is also in the middle of the USA's heat wave.
Well, it is summer in Arizona. So I understand hot. But my sympathies go to anyone enduring the heat and humidity levels across the country. At least here, we expect it and are a little more prepared.
The person below me would like a snowcone.
Hey, that's a great idea. Make mine strawberry, please.
TPBM has moved a lot of dirt in their time.
I dunno if I moved much, but I played a lot in the dirt as a kid.
TPBM was a very prim and neat child.
No, I was the bane of my mother's existence. I tore the belts loose on my dresses, my socks were always around my ankles,(they weren't supposed to be) and I was a tom-boy. My mother was small and tidy and had been a most obedient child. She was completely overwhelmed by me and then I subverted the younger children. But she loved me anyway, I have always been the dependable one in the family.
TPBM occupies another niche in their family.
Yes, after my aunt dies, if she ever does, I'll be the black sheep in the family. I won't sugar coat it for you- it takes a lot of hard work and sacrifice, but if you keep your eye on the prize you too can accomplish your goals.
TPBM developed a secret language as a kid.
Only that language where you put a 'g' sound in the middle of every word, but I was never fluent.
TPBM knows where to find Pierre Despereaux
Not having heard of him might be a major obstacle to finding him. Iʻm lucky if I can find Pierre Bezukhov of War and Peace, or former Prime Minister Pierre Mendes-France of
France. (I did find a notice of one Mendes-France book in LT
and made it a Wish List item.)
TPBM knows where to find the once much-publicized and
now almost forgotten Gulbuddin Hekmatyar, former Prime Minister (or was it President?) of Afghanistan/
I used to. I smoked a pipe - Clan or Balkan Sobranie and cigarettes - Gauloises or Papastratos No. 1 if I could get them. All a bit precious, really.
I still miss tobacco after a quarter of a century, but I think a cigar would make me sick now.
TPBM resists health police pressure and stands outside in the rain resolutely puffing away.
I never took up smoking. It made my throat hurt. And it was expensive. I prefered to buy beer and gasoline (ah, those teenaged years).
The person below me remembers Ripple wine. (I admit that I even had something cheaper called Swizzle!)
I do, but I never tried it. My first taste of booze was Boone's Farm Strawberry wine. Even with no previous experience I knew it was pretty awful.
TPBM has never taken a drop of alcohol.
I remember Ripple wine, but I never drank. I drank plenty of other alcohol, but stopped in early 1985. I stopped smoking tobacco before we had to go out in the rain for it in late 1985.
The person below me believes that personal discipline is not important to health. One just naturally goes for a run and eats a low fat, high fiber diet.
"One" might, but that "one" sure isn't me.
TPBM has all their family photographs neatly organized.
No, they're in chaos - but it's more fun that way!
>>at- You know, you and Soph may avoid the depths of an econ meltdown, if there is one, because you didn't adopt the Euro. I think I speak for all Americans when I say- 'Ohdeargodpleasetakeusback!'
SGiV: unfortunately many UK banks are heavily exposed to the weaker Eurozone countries, so I don't think we'll entirely escape. Just to make it more complicated, my husband gets paid by the translation agencies he works for in Euros to his Dutch bank account, so we've turned into mild currency speculators ...!
TPBM thinks the world monetary system is all a dangerous game of smoke and mirrors and that we ought to go back to bartering.
Absolutely - it's the way the giant lizards strip their sizeable percentage from the poor and needy. As a pensioner, though, I'd have some trouble with bartering. What could I do? Sell my internal organs?
TPBM can put a price on a 69 year old kidney.
Depends, medical or food grade?
TPBM thinks whatever genius came up with early morning meetings needs to be poked with a stick.
Beaten severly with it, is more to my satisfaction. Unless, of course, the caller of said meeting bring coffee and doughnuts or breakfast tacos.
TPBM needs more coffee right now.
Nope, caffeine messing with me so I avoid it whenever possible.
TPBM would consider murder if it would prevent the disruption of coffee consumption.
Hehe, that would've been the case a couple years ago, but I gave up caffeinated beverages.
TPBM gets holiday (any) music stuck in his/her head during non-holiday portions of the year
Yes. Especially when the kids start playing Christmas CDs halfway through the year.
TPBM is on holiday tomorrow.
Close... all next week. Taking the week off to get daughterready to go off to college for her freshman year. (gulp)
TPBM has sent a child off to college.
Okay, I admit it. I went from an over-protective hovering mother-freak (my daughter's assessment) to a boot in the backside "Yer outta here!" militant overnight.
She had an all-expenses paid offer she thought she was going to pass up.
We're both happy with the results.
TPBM wants to go home again.
Yes - back to Canada. I've had enough of the UK & really really miss my family
TPBM wants to leave home!
YES! I still live with my parents/family to save on costs during college. I am grateful, but I am sick of it.
TPBM will tell me which stores sell edamame. I can't seem to find it.
Nope. Soybeans - I like 'em on salads. Publix and Walmart carry it. In the produce section with the fresh herbs.
//#260 Have a look in the frozen vegetable section. You might find edamame in little bags either in the pods or shelled. The shelled edamame are so easy to use - no cooking needed.//
Oh yeah - I forgot: My farm is 3 4x6 sections with the overflow of a tarragon plant in the flower garden.
TPBM has planted mache but has no idea what is actually growing there and one of them is extremely spicy.
No, I find the bugs always eat the leafy stuff before I do.
We have acres and acres of edamame!
TPBM is harvesting zucchini.
Ha! I have no idea what's growing in our garden - but I've never tried to eat it!
TPBM is up late.
No, that was last night. I stayed up until 2 am to finish The Red Garden.
The person below me is dutiful about closing the book, turning off the light, and going to sleep at bed time.
Weeknights, yes. Weekends, nope. If I'm home reading, I'll usually cap it off with an audio book, knowing full well that I'll be asleep in minutes and will wake up in 5 hours not having moved.
TPBM walks in his or her sleep.
I am not the sleepwalker in my family. That'd be my uncle, who once tried to go ride his motorcycle in his sleep. That prompted my grandparents to start keeping his bike in the gated yard.
TPBM wears amber for pain relief.
Hmmm, not sure how that would help. I was raised to grit through the pain, and when it gets too bad, have some ibuprofen.
#261: Not cooking anything, I just like to add a little bit of salt and heat it up for snacks. Delicious :D
#262-3: My Wal-mart doesn't have a produce section, but they are updating it, so maybe soon? Not in Festival or Aldi. I think I'll convince my mother to take me with to Sam's Club and try them.
#264: I am sooooo jealous!
TPBM has a pet dinosaur.
The guinea hens certainly look like they were descended from dinosaurs, especially when they are half grown. Had a flock of them on the deck railing right outside my window a few minutes ago. The cat was mesmerized.
TPBM is mesmerized by something else.
Two0 the London riots and the financial meltdown. AT, stay safe. MorningWalker, you too. Soph, I know you're far from the maddening crowd. Soph and I will roll bandages. Will soak mine in Percocet and gin for added omph.
TPBM watches the water.
I do when granted the opportunity.
The person below me is good about tagging their titles in their library.
//Hoping all in London stay safe.
katelism, the groceries here usually have them in little bags by the raisins and other dried fruit snacks. You might call around to the local groceries. The ones I've found are already roasted and salted.//
Yes, I'm usually pretty good about tagging.
#269 Katelism - Our Wal-Mart has Edamame in bags in the freezer section. Did you try there? They are delicious as a snack. I also have a recipe for making edamame hummus. mmm
#271SGIV - Thanks for your concern. If you are referencing London riots, I'm pretty far from those, so I think I'm okay. If you're referencing the financial meltdown, well that's another story because I do work for a financial advisor, and I am out in the front lines. During 2008 crisis I must admit I tried to observe body language of anyone coming in the building who looked disgruntled, angry, or just plain crazy. I will be on alert again this week. Wondering if I should pack some heat under the desk????Most of our clients are pretty reasonable, but you never know what will push someone over the top when their life savings are at stake. ...Keep some of those soaked bandages ready for me just in case.....Sigh, I think working for the geologist was a lot easier even though sometimes it was 10 hour days outside in all kinds of weather.
TPBM has a comfy and low key job.
Yes, and I'm very grateful for it - sitting at home typing legal stuff may sound unexciting, but it's delightfully stress-free (until the interweb collapses, in which case I'm in trouble). Off to practise my bandaging skills now ...
TPBM wishes we didn't live in interesting times.
Yes. Dullness and plenty is my motto. Unfortunately we seem to be running out of both.
TPBM is excited at the prospect of something.
Yes, today is my last appointment with the eye surgeon. While the vision isn't perfect, it's almost as good as it was before all this started, bar the cataracts that changed my vision of colors. I will now be able to swim again and not have to put in eye drops eight times a day.
TPBM has recently found a new interest. (of any sort)
Kenken. I play a lot of Sudoku and my brother just introduced me to this game. Addictive.
The person below me also has a new interest.
Relatively new, I've found like like math(s). Surprise to everybody, but mostly to me. I remember math in school could fill me with a sick dread.
>>Morningwalker, I meant Puddleshark; I'm not sure why but I always get the two of you mixed up. I woke up around 2 am EST and thought I changed it, but didn't.
TPBM has a rescue pet.
My sister has a rescue rabbit. She got him because my roommate had seen him at the "humane" society and we couldn't take him in. They had this little albino rabbit outside in a cage, no shade, in the Florida heat and humidity. Jess called me asking if she could have him, but she already had a rabbit, so I called around to see if anyone I knew could take him in. My sister brought him home the next afternoon. Melvers is now happily ensconced in a nice, roomy cage with an attached pen to hop around indoors where it's cool and comfy.
TPBM got good news this morning (and will share; my news this morning was very, very bad and I need a distraction).
Pretty good news - I'll be getting temporary electric power at the new home soon.
Awwww! Look at the new photo SRedRose posted on her profile. Three cuties! Who's that in the middle?
TPBM will definitely cheer us up.
//Dino is Kidlet's newest favorite toy - my aunt got him that dinosaur a couple months ago at the family reunion. His paper says he's a Brachiosaurus, but he's definitely a T. Rex.//
//Ah - a mixup in the nursery, no doubt. Wait'll his real parents realize and come to collect him.//
Here's a video featuring baby sloths :D
TPBM will share their favorite animal.
Gladly! Which piece would you like?
TPBM responds well to oxygen.
as long as it's somewhere around %21 give or take
TPBM wants to help me put up the steel siding on my garage!
Gee, somehow I'm having trouble working up any enthusiasm for that. Wanna come here and clean my kitchen?
TPBM's kitchen is neat and orderly.
It is? A miracle must happened in the last 10 minutes.
TPBM is expecting company, and is very happy about it.
Nope, my calendar is open.
I'd like to invite Sylvia's miracle to my house, though.
TPBM got drenched yesterday.
My yard did. And it's gonna get drenched again today.
TPBM is having a dry spell.
We are at Day 40 of consecutive triple digit temps. Tomorrow we will tie for the record. Yippee. No meaningful rain for nearly 3 months. So yeah, dry spell.
TPBM has met up with an old friend recently.
A friend from high school. We're both in North Carolina now, but graduated from high school in southern California in 1971. There's a Facebook Class of 1971 group that we're both members of. We've had dinner twice recently. Cool stuff.
TPBM is wondering where a particular high school friend is.
Damn bounty hunters are not my friends. Plus, PLUS, I got my VA car tax bill. Yipee, becuase I wasn't sure today was going to suck enough.
TPBM really has recently met up with an old friend.
How did you know? She pulled up in her car when I was out at the mailbox. After a very brief chat she told me I was a good daughter and a good friend too! Gee! (That's Canadian for Holy S**t!)
TPBM has been blindsided by a compliment recently.
Nope, but my idiot boss seems to finally be coming to the realisation that I do actually know how to do my job!
katelism - have you tried edamame with garlic salt & chilli peppers? YUM!!
TPBM has unfortunately had first hand experience with the craziness going on over here in the UK.
No, I'm so sad that there are riots. I never understand that kind of violence.
SRedRose, I'm so sorry to hear about your Grandpa. From his picture, he looks like he was a very nice man.
It is raining here, just as I was trying to decide whether to go the grocery store or go swimming. I guess it is chore time.
The person below me will give us a happy post.
So many people feed the squirrels outside of my building that they are sleek and fat. I can't get one to eat out of my hand, but a girl here can.
TPBM can easily drink 5 sodas a day.
Well, that depends on whether you are talking about two liter bottles or twelve ounce cans. I would have to start early and focus on it to drink ten liters of soda in a day, but I have often, not so much recently, drunk more than five twelve ounce cans of soda in a day -- diet Pepsi used to be my source of caffeine when I didn't restrain my addiction.
The person below me isn't addicted to caffeine but drinks two quarts of coffee a day because they enjoy it.
I can. I shouldn't, but I can.
//Thank you, xorscape. He was very kind, loving, and generous, and he'll be very much missed by those who knew and loved him.//
TPBM could eat an entire pizza in one sitting.
Well, that depends on whether you are talking about a twelve inch pizza or a thirty inch pizza. I could eat two twelve inch pizzas if they were good enough. A loaded thirty inch pizza might provide leftovers.
The person below me, sadly, eats to live and doesn't live to eat.
Um, that would indeed describe me. I eat because I'm told I ought; my mother tells stories about having to thump my feet as a baby as I would fall asleep before finishing my bottle and she needed to wake me up again.
The person below me (TPBM) is contemplating dessert.
Just deserting. Really, is it asking too much for one tiny state to succeed? Hell, I'll take Alabama or Alaska. Or what about parts of Canada that have a pop density of 12/1,000 sq miles? I could do cold, eh?
>>I'm worried about at. He's either pulling a decameron and holed up or got picked up looting a wine and cheese shop. You're an abbot, dammit! Absolve the coppers and demand release; it's your day to bake bread.
>>Ah, caffeine. I'm addicted to caffeine I know. I get terrible headaches when I go without for more than a day.
TPBM has smelled coffee beans roasting.
No, but I've smelled them brewing. And if it wasn't so late and I wouldn't wake the household up by doing it, I'd grind some and make coffee now. But I think I'll settle for getting some quiet housework done in preparation for some family and practically-family to arrive in a few days. Memorial service is on Sunday and some out-of-towners are going to be sleeping here. I'm not tired anyway so I may as well be productive.
TPBM also deals with insomnia by doing something useful.
Don't suffer from insomnia, but my OH has the worst cold ever, meaning I am getting almost no sleep at the moment. So, instead I am sitting in the livingroom watching tv, surfing the tinternet & trying to finish The Leopard by Jo Nesbo. I suppose that's useful.
TPBM has recently discovered a new favourite author.
Well, I just bought a Kindle so I keep looking for cheap or free books. I found some Joan Smith that sounded interesting and had decent reviews (just not very many). The first I read was quite entertaining so I bought another. I also found Pigs is Pigs for free and really enjoyed it again. It was a favorite read at summer camp, at night around the camp fire.
The person below me is has a favorite book or story from his/her childhood.
Well a girl can dream can't she.....
TPBM has cuddled a puppy or kitten lately and felt better after. Hurry, respond before WHL. (sorry WHL)
None of my furbabies are still babies, but a full-grown dog or cat is just as cuddly as a puppy or kitten.
TPBM takes medication daily.
Hell yes, as much as I can get hold of!
TPBM will have pizza for dinner.
Can't eat pizza.
(Rats! I answered WAY too slowly!)
I'm currently at my sister's house, near Denver. When I'm in her house, my eyes itch, my nose runs, my throat gets sore...
Two minutes away from there, I'm fine. I suspect I'm allergic to her two Huskies. Lovely animals - blue eyes, well behaved, even come and sit next to me when I play my nephew's guitar. I still wouldn't want one in my house.
TPBM uses the outside grill at least a couple of times a week during the summer.
Can't. Not enough "outside" to legally have a grill.
The person below me wonders just how much "outside" one needs where I live.
Allergy nasal spray and cholesterol pills. Used to just have to take allergy meds in the spring, but now I'm pretty much allergic to something during every season. Evergreens seem to be the newest culprit.
TPBM is totally ready for the start of the new school year... as a teacher, student, or parent.
Ugh... no, then I have to deal with stopping for school buses all the way to work and waiting at the red light for 20 minutes because it is near the high school.
I am ready for less humid weather, and I want to make some elderberry syrup to keep the immune system good through the winter. That is if the birds don't beat me to the berries.
TPBM has a lot of faith in home remedies or home brews.
Yes, a few home remedies such as honey and lemon for a sore throat, and vicks vapor rub in a bowl of hot water - lean over it and breathe the fumes with your head under a towel. Amazingly good at clearing out the junk.
TPBM teaches school.
Nope, I volunteered to teach literacy to non-readers in my church, but the powers that be thought I was too much of a loose cannon, I guess. I think I'd be a good teacher, but I'd also be demanding. But hell, if the pupils wanted to read comic books, that's what we'd read.
TPBM knows sign language.
Some. Not enough to be fluent, but enough to catch the general drift of the conversation.
TPBM knows Japanese.
I knew a couple in college, not too many here in the corn fields.
TPBM walks during their lunch break.
Can't walk and do LibraryThing at the same time.
TPBM snacks all day long.
No, I seldom eat before lunch and often don't eat at all until dinner. If I eat breakfast I'll be hungry all day.
//at, sound off.//
TPBM sings of the flowers that bloom in the spring, tra-la.
They have nothing to do with the case...
I'm still here, if quiet, SomeGuy. No rioting hoodies down my way, thank goodness, although my poor son found all his local shops shut and barred on his way home from work and had to cobble together a strange meal. I find this behaviour of the young very gloom-making.
TPBM has the answer
I just read about it on Wikipedia, don't get it, and don't want to go there.
The person below me understands the Internet.
No, but it understands me.
TPBM has read all of the past TPBM threads.
Most of them. Though sometimes there's a backlog (like when I'm away or sick or something) and I have to skim.
The person below me drinks skim milk.
Ugh! Semi-skimmed (and Flora margarine) are my token gestures to a reduced cholesterol diet.
TPBM eats the marge made out of wood-chips - and pretends it's food.
Nevah! I don't think you can even buy margarine south of Richmond. As for skim milk, it's the Tab cola of all dairy products- penance for hipsters. When I was living in Portugal I did eat Russian carob candy, that waxy stuff that's supposed to taste like chocolate. Kept the wrapper, ditched the bar.
Glad you're OK, at. Puddleshark and Soph, too. We haven't heard from Tid in forever but I hope she's doing well and getting her MS treatments on time.
TPBM is a vegan.
I used to be. It's astoundingly difficult and expensive to find food that has absolutely no animal products in it at all.I went back to being vegetarian - no critters, but eggs and dairy are ok. If they're ethically sourced, so much the better.
TPBM likes their meat and could never go veg.
Never. I try to cut down but find myself craving beef after a certain length of time. Even chicken doesn't do when I want beef.
TPBM is also a beef addict.
My motto is: If we're not supposed to eat animals, how come they're made of meat?
TPBM has a birthmark.
More than a few.
TPBM has attended a live theater performance recently.
Does Cirque du Soleil count? We saw Alegria in Raleigh in July.
TPBM cringes when they hear the phone ring.
Yep. I hate phones. I also hate that it's hard to understand people on cell phones, even good ones, and all I have right now is a cell phone.
TPBM is addicted to their phone.
Not at all. On the other hand, it's nice to have around, although half of the route between Austin and Denver has no phone coverage at all.
@344 Karenmarie - you saw Algeria from Raleigh??? That's even further than Sarah Palin had to look to see Russia!
TPBM has a summer cold.
Those darn summer colds are brutal.
TPBM likes to watch shows and movies with the audio commentaries.
No, I can't abide that (except, as mentioned previously, MST3K!), although I do sometimes watch the extra/outtakes.
//I was rather pleased to see the large clean-up crews who are volunteering in London - more power to their brooms!//
TPBM has seen a ghost.
No, and I hope I never, ever do! I had a secretary that said one lived in her house and she and the kids talked to it all the time.
The person below me likes to splash in rain puddles.
Yes, I do. I like to stomp in them too.
#336 WHL - Al-e-gria, not Al-ger-ia. And I haven't even edited the post. And don't get me started about Palin. :)
TPBM has a favorite summer meal.
Yes, it's the same as my favorite winter meal, any meal I don't have to prepare.
TPBM is almost finished reading a really good book and can't wait for that quiet half hour alone to finish and relish the ending.
I've got the weekend slotted to finish some of the 40-odd books I have on my library card. Some really good, a few will go back unfinished, I think. But I haven't had the energy to decide.
TPBM has pretty wellies.
No, but I could use a pair. (I could use footwear in general, in fact.)
The person below me has a favorite pair of shoes that's no longer being made.
Reebock Princess is still being made, but no longer with the arch support. GRRRR! Bad Reebock!
TPBM has something in their pocket.
Yes. My keys in one pocket and a few Moo cards (with the web address of my blog, LT & Ravelry profiles, and Twitter handle) in another.
The person below me is also on Twitter and/or Ravelry.
Yes, Twitter. I like it, even though I didn't think that I would.
TPBM has also been surprised by technology.
What surprises me over time is which technologies actually prove useful to us. Twitter is one of the ones that I use daily -- more than most of my social/communication platforms.
The person below me is looking at buying some new electronic device (for fun and/or profit).
I got a mall gift card as a good-bye gift from the parent group at the school I am no longer working at. I am thinking of getting an mp3 player. But am waffling.
TPBM never waffles on important (or even unimportant) decisions.
Yes, I do. I am horribly indecisive.
TPBM will tell me what colors besides black are funeral-appropriate. (Florida summer, outdoors funeral... yeah.)
I think you just need to dress in something comfortable. I think your grandpa would have wanted that for you. Just don't wear bright red (in my opinion). Maybe a light blue or gray or lavender. Something that won't make you a solar collector.
The person below me has a better suggestion.
No. That was a good suggestion, and I agree. People no longer seem to think one must wear black at a funeral. Ditto about the bright red.
TPBM has even worn pants to a funeral. I mean a lady, not a gentleman.
No, I think if I wore a lady to a funeral it would be considered rather garish and inappropriate.
TPBM has seen things in public places that should have been kept private.
Lo, these many years ago. I don't wish it on anybody.
TPBM is reading a non-fiction book.
Yes, American Sphinx. I'm not quite halfway through.
The person below me is reading a play.
Accidentally. Several years ago, over the Memorial Day weekend, I attended a wedding in western Massachusetts. (Very picturesque. I set a few fires to make up for the war. OK, not really.) I was staying in a bed and breakfast in this teeny town that was as wholesome and granny-apple pie as a Disney set. I could still plotz from the quaintness. I have one of those flags you can fly from the car window and put it in because it was Memorial day. Drove down the dirt road, hung a right to get the hell out of Ye Olde Rich Yankee Vacation Spotte, and pulled smack dab in line of the town's memorial parade. There I was with the flag in a line of cars of town fathers, so I thought 'what the hell' rolled the windows down, and waved and shouted and had a great time.
(Sorry about the fires.)
TPBM has type over 90 wpm.
I'm not sure how much we actually have membership in our church book group. I very often bring the books or suggestions from which we select our next book. I submit a blurb to the church newsletter telling about the group and what it is reading. So I am at least like a member of the book group.
The person below me sees reading as an individual activity.
Now that my daughter is 18 and reads on her own, yes.
TPBM has multiple copies of several books.
I only have multiples of a few, 1) Lord of the Rings: ive got a paperback of all 3, a hardback of all 3, and a paperback set of the 3 seperate and 2)The Dirt: a paperback and a hardback 1st edition.
TPBM agrees that The Dirt is the greatest book ever written by humans
Never read it, but for my part I'd probably say probably not. I've always felt uncomfortable with books that glorify the rock and roll lifestyle myth. I know, weird right? If I were 18 I'd probably like it more, but I've seen Keith Richards not able to play songs he wrote and have lost a few friends to the crash and burn.
//Being a true and unadorned account- my crazy aunt wore a leather pants suit to my grandmother's funeral. Toffee colored. The seat was ripped out. I don't know if she knew or it was on purpose. M., the daughter of my mom's best friend and my official kid sister (and also a prosecutor for her state) said 'SomeGuy?' 'Yes hon?' 'Your aunt.' 'The one in the leather pants?' 'Yes, that's the one. The pants are ripped in the crotch.' I took my sunglasses of to see, turned to M and said 'You tell her.'//
TPBM has a loon in the family.
Leaped. Several loons. Not me of course. I worked in a loony bin though...
363>I haven't read it and, from the description, I probably won't. It sounds depressing! (Rock, I also have several different sets of LotR.)
The person below me can recommend a different non-fiction book. (I loved The Poisoner's Handbook.)
Yep, right ankle begins to ache and then to give out sporadically. I stepped out my kitchen door into the garage on Christmas Eve Day 17 years ago, turned to shut the door and ended up on the floor. Got back inside and woke up 16 Y.O. kid, he called 911 and his Dad and the day just went to hell from there on.
TPBM has never broken any bones.
I have been hospitalized for broken bones and a couple of other things, one of which was very interesting but I'm not expanding on that.
//VirginiaGuy: when I started having anxiety attacks, my mother - a high achiever oblivious to the emotions of others who therefore raised several very sensitive children - told me, as a way of possible explanation for my deviance, that one of my aunts on my FATHER's side was a little odd and once walked down the middle of the street in our town wearing her corset on the outside of her clothes so maybe that's where I got IT from.//
TPBM has buried talents trying hard to burst out into the light.
If they're buried, they're buried deep.
In my family, it's sometimes hard to distinguish the eccentrics (euphemism for wackos) from the normals.
#365 xorscape - was that the one written by D. Blum? It's on my TBR list.
TPBM is a great conversationalist (translation - good listener).
No, I'm a poor listener. I had to train myself to listen, and still sometimes go back for refreshers. I also hit scatter when I hear a key word or phrase and have to write things down. I've always got a pen and paper with me.
//nhls- you can't choose your family. Sorry you had to go through that, it must have been tough. Your aunt probably had dementia or Alzheimer's- inappropriate dress is often an indicator. Panic and phobias are natural responses to negative stimuli, but they do need to be treated aggressively for a person to feel well. Talk with your doc about solutions. Xanax works wonders for panic issues, both short and long term, and it's way cheaper than hootch. There are several newish mood stabilizers out there, Lexapro being the only one I know of offhand, but they are much more effective than the older anti-depressants. My dad started taking Lexapro at my insistence and it's made a tremendous difference in his quality of life, and mine when I'm around him. Lexapro can be expensive, but there should be several programs available to you that will reduce the cost. Worst case scenario, have yourself declared disabled or contact the drug maker directly.
One last thing- people suffering from panic or phobias need to get out of the house as often as possible. I read somewhere that 66% of phobics develop agoraphobia and become shut ins. No matter what stress leaving the house may cause a patient, it is not as detrimental as being house bound. If you are housebound and can't get out on your own, contact an elder care or adult protective services agency in your area. You will feel better.
Thus endeth the today's rant. I'm going to visit my brother, who's neck surgery has not been as successful as we had hoped. He's got MERSA (necrotizing fasciitis) and I'll sometimes use a paper towel to open doors on public bathrooms. So I'm taking my own medicine.//
TPBM is well-rounded.
Yeah! It comes from sitting around too much. Not at all agoraphobic, but have dodgy knees. I'm happy enough to be sleek-headed and sleep o' nights.
TPBM thinks too much (and may or may not be dangerous)
I do. It's very hard for me to turn my brain off. Especially now, as I'm trying to get daughter ready for her freshman year at college. (my major theme this summer - only child - empty nest - etc. etc.)
I also frequently use the phrase "If I had a brain, I'd be dangerous."
TPBM find it easy to turn off the thinking.
//SomeGuy: I was actually being somewhat humorous in that post - obviously I didn't do it very well. I have been taking care of my problem for many years. But thank you for the rant, it's very good advice indeed. And I'll try to use more winky faces in future. ;)//
I do think too much, and I am, but not always, dangerous. I am also round.
TPBM would like to be able to answer to many of these posts, and to read many others' answers as well. You are all interesting and funny people. :)
Sometimes I don't answer something because I'm waiting for one of our more interesting characters to pop in with a story, rant, etc.
TPBM is left-handed.
Yes, and I'm waving it - Hi!
TPBM has posture which Mom would be proud of.
As I sit slumped in my chair, I'll have to answer that with a resounding nuh uh.
TPBM is sick.
//SomeGuy, I'm sorry about your brother. Hope he has a good recovery.
There's nothing wrong with opening doors with a paper towel. My husband, a retired truck driver, could tell you some horror tales about the things people do in rest rooms and leave without washing their hands. Yecch!//
No I'm pretty sure it's just an allergy.
TPBM is feeling that the summer is flying by too quickly.
In Florida, "summer" lasts for 8 months. And we're only in month 4.
TPBM likes pickles.
Well, what a perfect thing for me to answer! I love pickles and have made 3 different kinds of sweet pickles this summer with cucumbers from my garden. Yum yum.
TPBM loves hoops & yoyo cards.
That statement reminds me that there is a very big ocean between me and the USA. What are you talking about, karenmarie? My mother, as a girl, might have bowled a hoop down the road. Hula-hoops? Hoop-la? Salt-and-fat-laden snacks to make you want more beer? Yo-yos, yes, but yo-yo cards?
I'm off to deepest middle-England for a day or two to ground myself. See y'all on a new thread!
TPBM will tell all - about karenmarie's things, anyway
It's not a pond-sided confusion you have there, AT. I'm as perplexed as you.
TPBM will likewise twiddle one's thumbs awaiting enlightenment.
Of course. I'm just as confused as you guys.
The person below me is also confused.
No, I completely understand the question of life, the universe, and everything.
TPBM can factor 42 with more meaning.
MrsHouseLibrary; and no, I'm not that kind of guy.
Um, no.......not really. Sorry ;)
TPBM had a lovely bowl of fruit for breakfast.
No. Iced coffee and half-a-bagel.
For the record, Hoops and Yoyo are cartoon characters. Hallmark has produced greeting cards featuring those characters. And I only know this because I googled the phrase, YoYo cards.
The person below me will tell us their most recent search query that they ran on Google or Bing.
The Spanish name of an educational institution so I could find out where it was located. It is in Mexico City.
TPBM has been to Mexico City.
We drove past it on the way to/from another Mexican city. Mexico City is beautiful as viewed at night from a distance on a mountain road. Kinda like New York City at night from an airplane.
TPBM will describe the most beautiful view they saw from an airplane.
On my first trip to Europe, I woke up early, put up the window shade and saw the sun coming up over the Alps. It was breathtaking. I've tried many times to recreate it on canvas, but there are just somethings that can't be conveyed by oils and canvas.
TPBM has also tried to recreate some beautiful thing they saw.
I could never recreate it, but this guy's 3D chalk street art is AMAZING:
TPBM knows how he does that.
// Hoops & YoYo link: H&Y
definitely odd - I love the cards //
He does it with more talent than I can even imagine. It is remarkable. I admire people that can do those huge murals on walls too. The brain is amazing.
The person below me is planning an outing.
Edit: I forgot:
370> morningwalker, Yes, The Poisoner's Handbook by Deborah Blum is the one I read and loved.
374> nhl, I loved your TPBM. I say a wholehearted yes.
SomeGuy, I am so sorry to hear about your brother. It has to be heartbreaking. We'll hope for better news.
I am going to church in a little while for a memorial service.
The person below me won't be going to church until tomorrow.
Actually, I don't expect to be going to a church ever, except at a wedding guest, or a tourist. Or maybe to hear an organ recital.
TPBM doesn't like to live in times as "interesting" as what is currently afoot.
"Catastrophic" is more like it, but I don't.
TPBM thinks the "good old days" may not have been quite as good as people remember.
No I don't. What I would really like to do is call in those being from Star Trek (classic) who wouldn't let the Klingons and Feds blast away with their weapons. Sorry I can't tell you the episode exactly, but would I ever like to be able to have that power. But then, what kind of society would there be if nobody could use violence? Endless talks being held? Better buy stocks in donut companies.
TPBM can give us their version of a violence free society in one sentence.
//ETA thank you Xorscape :)
RATS I LEAPT and I agree with Boobalack and let my TPBM stand.
I live on a farm. Did you know the most likely cause of any farm animal injury is stock on stock violence?
We're mammals. A violence-free society could not exist.
TPBM has another example of our mammalian nature.
Co-sleeping. And breastfeeding. But I could go on several-page-long rants about those and I am just too tired to do so. So I won't.
Oh, we're at 60! Does that make us the senior citizen of LT?
Multitasking - Yes, I do.
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