What he said.

I was showing photos of my 21st at work and one of my colleagues said, "Aw, your Grandad looks really good fun!" My Dad was 53 (and in good physical shape). Okay, if he'd had a kid at 16 and that kid had me at 16 it would be possible. But not really likely.

You think that's bad? Back when I was 16 (16!), I was trying to calm down my hyperactive 11-year old brother in a supermarket checkout line. The cashier told him to "listen to your mother!"

We both just about died of embarrassment.

I admit, certain ethnic groups (such as Indian women - you did say that was your ethnicity, right?) are really difficult for me to judge ages. That is a compliment, BTW - they tend to age really well! Even though it worked the opposite way for you.

Wish I could say the same, humph. :)

Reminds me -- when my daughter was a baby, I took her to the mall one day and this old lady came up to me and told me I ought to be ashamed of myself, I should find a sitter and go back to high school. :p

I guess motherhood has aged me somewhat.

In high school, I was on multiple occasions mistaken for my father's girlfriend. I was happy to be mistaken for older; he was horrified to be mistaken for a lecher. :)

Oh, this is fun.

At the 6 month checkup for my baby daughter, the pediatrician mentioned that my wife was "extremely pregnant." Not only wasn't she pregnant, but she was thin as a rail. Just wearing a baggy dress.

We didn't say anything, but we found a new pediatrician.

glatt, a ped with bad powers of observation certainly merits moving on.

My mom loves to tell a story about one of my first checkups. I was about one year old, sitting buck-naked on the exam table, and the very young pediatrician comes in, takes one look at me and says, "So, how old is your son?"
He slunk away, mortified, when he was advised of his mistake.

She said it on purpose, knowing it was wrong, realizing that it would make him shut up with its total cluelessness. [/right]

I am extremely aggravated by gmail's lack of support for cellspacing and cellpadding attributes in HTML tables. Non-geek translation: it made a perfectly good email look like a piece of shit.

In other news, this is not exactly irritating and it's not exactly happy. But we don't have a "wonders if this is the stupidest thing he's ever done" thread. This afternoon, we started the paperwork for a mortgage to get cash to put that addition on the house. It's not a great time, but I can't see the interest rates going significantly lower. It'll be very interesting . . . .

Last year I was asked if my friend, Craig was my son...he's 23. I'd have had to start bloody young given I'm 36. I thought, christ have I suddenly aged or something?

yeah......we've been meaning to talk to you about that......

I should probably knock the whiskey and hard drugs on the head aye?

i was thinking that maybe you should grow your hair out and wear something frilly, but ......

I'm pretty sure wolf can help you with this......

......... you have something to say about my hair? *stares*

And get one of those little frou frou dogs, with a sweater and slippers. :lol2:

No, don't.

Really.

PLEASE.

I was thinking you should forget about and not listen to these people. They are old and ugly. And you have nothing to worry about.:)

-giggles- OLD?!? I'm only 25, thankyewvewwymuch!

Oh you know I wasn't talking about you. Move on. ;)

Not exactly sweater and slippers but....

This is the picture that sprang immediately to my mind: I think I might cultivate this look!

Go to about 4:30 mins in and see Bunny Summers (scream queen extraordinaire). From one of my all-time favourite schlock horror movies, From Beyond...so full of cheese you could wrap it in wax and call it edam.

Thanks Dana, I just put that in my Netflix queueue.

*grins* I fucking love that movie.

"Bit off his head.....like it was a Gingerbread man!"

I didn't watch the clip - I haven't seen that movie yet.

Degree plans make me want to hurt things

Actually this is harshing what little of my mellow is left after a day with the subsets of feet and meters. (WTF?)

Anyway, the inch and I were making therapeutic sugar cookies and I put some butter in the Kitchenaid which wasn't quit room temperature. (Or as we say around here, frozen solid)

I pretty much stripped a gear or two, now the thing is pretty pathetic. Maybe I'll videotape it and put it up on youtube. Now we are back to making cookies the old fashioned way, by hand, in the snow, uphill both ways...

(On the other hand,at least I didn't assassinate a hive of honey bees)

You say you put the butter IN the kitchen aid, which makes me think it's one of those heavy counter top mixers you are talking about and not a little hand held thing. That's amazing. It should be able to handle hard butter without any difficulty at all.

...Unless it was actually frozen solid. (I keep my extra butter in the freezer, too.)

Yeah, Kitchenaid mixers are built like tanks.

Started in my hometown:

Posted - 04/10/2006 : 4:28:21 PM
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"The modern KitchenAid stand mixer began with a single drop of sweat off the end of a busy baker’s nose. The year was 1908, and Herbert Johnston, an engineer and later President of the Hobart Manufacturing Company in Troy, Ohio, was watching the baker mix bread dough with an age-old iron spoon. To help ease that burden, Johnston pioneered the development of an 80-quart mixer. By 1915 professional bakers had an easier, more thorough, and more sanitary way of mixing their wares.

In fact, that amazing, labor-saving machine caught on so quickly, the United States Navy ordered the Hobart mixers for its three new battleships - The California, The Tennessee, and The South Carolina. By 1917 the mixer was classified as “regular equipment” on all U.S. Navy ships.

The success of the commercial mixer gave Hobart engineers inspiration to create a mixer suitable for the home. but World War I interfered, and the concept of a home mixer was put on hold.

The first home stand mixer was born in 1919 at the Troy Metal Products Company, a subsidiary of the Hobart Manufacturing Company. The progeny of the large commercial food mixers, the Model H-5 was the first in a long line of quality home food preparers that utilized “planetary action.” Planetary action was a revolutionary design that rotated the beater in one direction while moving it around the bowl in the opposite direction."

My grandpa was a machinist at Hobart. I have a pic of me in a sweatshirt he gave me that said "I got smashed...in a kitchenaid trash compactor." There was a pic of a smashed and drunken looking (had a face) trash compactor bag.

Hobart also built a fair amount of steel houses around town. I've been inside one...very unusual.

Were. Were built like tanks. Ours is about 12 years old and I make it work for a living. The frozen butter though was the kick in the head that sent it down. I think I am about ready to graduate to a baby Hobart anyway.

These people didn't get your memo however, Steve.
http://www.consumeraffairs.com/homeo...id_mixers.html

Finals week. It's bumming me out. I'm finding it very hard to care anymore. It's like winter quarter during fall. I have to d-r-a-g myself.

Keep dragging !

(says she who is about 2 weeks behind on reading and assignments and floundering to find a foothold in her dissertation....and is on the cellar when she should be working.....)

Tell it, sister! Me, too!

Ah, well, they don't make them like they used to.

no, they really don't. And that sucks! I got a baby Hobart about two years ago and love it. Still hate my hand held POS though.

Puh. You're welcome for your little piece of history. Hmmph.

My college was in a tiny little town where all the NFL footballs are made. I toured the place. So there.

What else you need to know that's useless and boring? ;)

A short essay on Baron von Steuben, due tomorrow. Though it was assigned to my daughter three weeks ago, my wife and I only learned about it (almost by accident) on Monday. She had actually forgotten who the subject was (the teacher gave them each a different person) and had to ask again.

I hab a code in my nodes.

You're a hermit, how in hell did you catch a cold?


It was that woman wasn't it. ;)

I only have two final exams to go - history and poetry.

History - well, it shouldn't be that hard, it's recent stuff 1945-present, so you'd think that if I paid attention on the news for the last 20 years I might already know half of it. I'm still studying my ass off though because I want an A, dammit!

Poetry is mostly just about MLA formatting, no explication or anything. Oh, and I still have to finish revising my paper. Not a big deal.

Good luck Bri and Dana!

I had to drop my Calculus class today because I got a 34 out of 100 on my midterm. :eek:

Holy shit, I got a 34 out of 100.

I'm going to go sob some more.

Shit, Apollo, that musthave been a nasty surprise:(

Oh my gosh it was horrible. Just got home from work, ready to relax, watch some Lost, flip open the Mac, check the grades, and then I get slapped in the face by the number 34.

It's my least favorite number now.

J's daughter sent me this code

You know what cured me of caring about the grades I got? Yeah, my illness (/montypython/ I got better! /montypython/) Seriously, dude or dudette: It's not about the grade, it's about the process of learning. So what, you got a 34? Try again, fail again, fail better!

:comfort:

Like the Da Vinci Code? Or is this more of a common code? :D

My nodes is stuft!

What, you've got some kind of routing loop going?

I think I'll get out of the Cellar until UT is better.

Ejaculation as a potential treatment of nasal congestion in mature males

S . Zarrintan

Medical Hypotheses , Volume 71 , Issue 2 , Pages 308 - 308

Available online 23 April 2008.




Let us know if it works ;)

Now EVERYONE is going to have a "cold."

:lol:

Bleah. They'll never prove it. Nobody would be willing to be in the control group.

I know sex has cleared my cold up before - temporarily, sadly. I always assumed it was because blood flow was directed elsewhere.

I have to go out right now and clean the chicken coop.

Yes, really.

Chicken coop:
Chicken poop
Poop scoop
Chicken soup


My new poetry.

That reminds me of the timeless children's book classic, Sheep in a Jeep.

Are you being serious? It's hard to tell with you! :lol:

The new clumping litter I've bought, while great for Diz (why I bought it) is grim for me. Better for him even in that way because I have to clean it every day - I would go 2 or 3 sometimes because he is such a little cat and it's such a big tray, he wouldn't be stepping in it even after a week!

But now, the wee smells immediately. It's absorbed, so it doesn't trouble him, but it smells of wet sawdust/ cat pee. Mech, don't like. Will clean completely tomorrow morning as I'll be gone for a week. Wish I could take him with me, but as I'm throwing myself on my parent's mercy I think it's best to make it as simple as possible.

SG...I have a bucket with a lid that is lined with a plastic bag right next to the litter tray. I just scoop once in a while and put it in the bucket and put the lid back on. No smell...until I decide to empty the bucket. THAT is nasty.

you need to add a scoop of dung beetles.