What's making you a tad apprehensive today?
Hector's first hockey game in goal. That's what's making me apprehensive.
He's put so much work into becoming a goalie. What if it goes badly and he hates it or the other players are shitty to him? What if he really isn't any good but doesn't want to stop.... what if... what if. I know it will all be fine, I'm sure it will, and if it isn't we have time to work on it and the team has resources.... but my mama bear streak is kicking in......
(notice I'm not worried about him being injured -despite my other son injuring his own goalie in practice this morning...... :rolleyes:)
I'm rarely nervous for my kids -Thor's been in goal a squillion times, but somehow, because he's starting so late and because he's invested so much into it, this one is getting to me. Wibble.
Awww. Heavy stakes indeed, Monnie. I'm sure he'll do great though :P
What's making me a tad apprehensive today...one of my best friends got pulled over last night, whilst driving to his mate's house. Apparently, last week the car's number plates had been stolen. Though they had replaced them within a day, those number plates had obviously been flagged up as a concern on the police system. Unfortunately, his insurance had lapsed by a couple of days and his partner's insurance didn't cover him...so they impounded his car.
Which, would not be making me apprehensive were it not for the fact that he had a rather large bag of something lovely and green tucked under his seat.
So...here's hoping nobody goes looking inside the car...
oooh, not good....
(and I'm really not a huge fan of "Monnie" as a moniker if it's all the same to you.... doesn't make me apprehensive, though :lol:)
Awww. Heavy stakes indeed, Monnie. I'm sure he'll do great though :P
What's making me a tad apprehensive today...one of my best friends got pulled over last night, whilst driving to his mate's house. Apparently, last week the car's number plates had been stolen. Though they had replaced them within a day, those number plates had obviously been flagged up as a concern on the police system. Unfortunately, his insurance had lapsed by a couple of days and his partner's insurance didn't cover him...so they impounded his car.
Which, would not be making me apprehensive were it not for the fact that he had a rather large bag of something lovely and green tucked under his seat.
So...here's hoping nobody goes looking inside the car...
That sucks. When I hear stories like that (has happened to a former flat mate of mine) there is a part of me that wonders if subconsciously they want to get caught. If I had called Motor Vehicle or the cops about ANYTHING pertaining to my car, it would be a month of Sundays before I carried anything in it. And that's just to avoid time spent in traffic court, I can't imagine if the stakes were higher.
If they don't search your pal's car, then ask him to pick out some lottery numbers because he is Mr. Lucky.:(
Monnie, pronounced money, is in itself, not a monster.
And monster, is certainly not money. :haha:
Mon(nie) ,
Hector will be Fine , expect Good time and bad , this is Life
Dana ,
If they havent found it by Now , I suggest yer friend be calm cool , take care of Biz ( get his ins and the such UP to DATE !!!) , go pay his fines , get his Car ,
Go Home and Burn a BIG ONE !! Oh and Have a tale to tell !!!
He's alive! They drew! He made some great saves, let 5 in, they let 4 in so Hector was pulled at 1:30 remaining. We equalized. they called 5 minutes overtime. No further score. then a penatly shoot-out. the Zam shooed them off while it was still a tie. and yes, this was a "friendly" scrimmage. Nail-biting.
I called him Hector, Hector, goal protector. Deflector might be better, but apparently the team has nicknamed him Hector the Rejector. :lol:
This was a make-or-break for him to be accepted as "part of the team" -or at least that's how I was viiewing it. First impressions count -particularly at this age, so if he'd fluffed, the other players perception would have been of him being a bad goalie and that's hard to recover from. Sure, every goalie will have crappy games, you just need the first game not to be one of those it wasn't awesome either -one of the goals he let in was because he fell over. but it was OK and they didn't lose and he made some really good saves, so he showed he's got some game.
proud mama
Thats great monster. Way to go Hector.
Oh and I like the kids name better too - The Rejector.
srsly. /morebeerplease
:guinness:
Champion!!!!!!! When's the next game?
Tomorrow. Then Friday. ....
Tomorrow. Then Friday. ....
Welllllll...?
Updates, we demand updates. (If they're in another thread I be sorry.)
well the team played like crap on a swamp. Well not very well anyway. Hector conceded 7 goals out of 36 shots -which is 76% saved and very good for a second game ever, up 3%, but apparently he should only be facing in the region of 15-20 shots in a game of that length at that level. Our defence apparently had holy sticks (rAmen) and kept giving the oppo the puck right in front of the net. The opposing goalie conceded 5 out of about 15. So Hector rocked....
So bad, but good.
Long trek to the game tonight. Thor plays too -same time different place. poor old Hebe gets dumped on Friends who will take her to and from her figure skating class.
I was nothing like as apprehensive as I was for the first game -and was very glad that this was nothis first game -even though he did great.
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Dana, did your buddy get his car back?
yes he did! and everything that was in it when it was taken...was still in it when he got it back :P
Hector is da bomb!
Dana...whew. That's lucky!
83% tonight. He let in 4 (out of 24), the first 3 went in in the first few minutes -the team has only seven skaters and they started to play where they left off yesterday.... but then they picked it up and conceded only one more in the second period and none in the third. Didn't manage to score any, though, but at least they were realistically trying by the end. The other goalie didn't have too much to do, though.
Dana -yes, lucky
yes he did! and everything that was in it when it was taken...was still in it when he got it back :P
Phew!
Just waved Ma off. She's driving over to Manchester to see Stell. I think the consultant is seeing her today as well.
I am really, really worried. Don't know what the news will be. Could be months, could be imminent, we have no idea of the prognosis til that consultant has been. I have a horrible feeling that the news is going to be as bad as it could be. The way Mum's talking, it's like she knows it's serious, but is working on an assumption of having longer than there might be. Obviously...til you hear otherwise you don't wnt to assume the worst.
I'm really apprehensive of what she's driving over to face. I have a horrible feeling we could be talking days or weeks, not months or years.
That would make me more than a tad apprehensive. Thoughts headed your way.
Hope she's ok driving back. :(
Let us know how she (and you) go(es).
Wasn't Admiral Tad Apprehensive in charge of the oil spill in the Gulf?
At this point in time, I'm pleased to say that nothing is making me apprehensive.
Right. The news isn't grand; but is considerably less imminent than we were fearing. Consultant reckoned without tratment she'd have maybe 9 months. With treatment he thinks they can possibly double that.
They've given her meds for the pain and stuff and also to lift her mood. Apparently, she's pretty upbeat considering. And the Three Sisters ended up having a bit of a laugh last night.
Well that's good. Not great, but good -they know where they stand, they have a little time.....
Yeah, and it'll give your Mom time to adjust.
What's the news with the bloke and his impounded rolling herbarium?
All is well, returned intact, giggly ever after.
If I believed in a higher power, I'd say someone up there loves him :P Talk about a close call.
Something I just did is making me a tad apprehensive. But I can't say what. Not yet. Might turn out to be nothiing Might not. I think I'm glad I did it. Should this be in the post whore section? :unsure::worried::jig::lol:
Something I just did is making me a tad apprehensive. But I can't say what. Not yet. Might turn out to be nothiing Might not. I think I'm glad I did it. Should this be in the post whore section? :unsure::worried::jig::lol:
No, it should be
here.I was laid off from my job today. Normally, I guess something like this should go under "What's upsetting you today?" but honestly, I'm not that upset. Maybe more than a tad apprehensive about finding another job before bill-paying funds run out, but otherwise...not feeling too terrible.
It was a life-sucking job with a long commute, so I think at the moment I'm better off. Now I'll have time and energy to find something else...hopefully better.
And you guys will probably get sick of me, because I'll be posting way more frequently now instead of once every couple of months. I may even get a moment to mail my Cellar SS gift in time for Xmas this year. :blush:
I was laid off from my job today. Normally, I guess something like this should go under "What's upsetting you today?" but honestly, I'm not that upset. Maybe more than a tad apprehensive about finding another job before bill-paying funds run out, but otherwise...not feeling too terrible.
It was a life-sucking job with a long commute, so I think at the moment I'm better off. Now I'll have time and energy to find something else...hopefully better.
And you guys will probably get sick of me, because I'll be posting way more frequently now instead of once every couple of months. I may even get a moment to mail my Cellar SS gift in time for Xmas this year. :blush:
Hey bluecuracao,I'm new here and just read your post. Just wondering,did you file for unemployment for yourself since they laid you off?
Sorry to hear it blue.
Are you interested in sales at all?
Hey bluecuracao,I'm new here and just read your post. Just wondering,did you file for unemployment for yourself since they laid you off?
Oh yes, took care of that as soon as I got home! I thought I'd have to find an unemployment office, but my man MB let me know I could do everything online. Resume updating is tomorrow...
Sorry to hear it blue.
Are you interested in sales at all?
Thanks very much, UT. I'm not much of a salesperson, but if you happen to hear about anything graphic design-related, please send it my way.
so sorry to hear this blue... you're right about both points. a life sucking job is barely better than none, and a long commute is life sucking, but you get to pa for the privilege.
You're on the way to Better now. I hope your journey is brief and uneventful.
Glad to hear it's not a devastating turn of events, blue. Hope it came just in time for your dream job to waltz across your desk.
I'm glad to see you keeping a good attitude about it, chin up!
[QUOTE=bluecuracao;695659]Oh yes, took care of that as soon as I got home! I thought I'd have to find an unemployment office, but my man MB let me know I could do everything online. Resume updating is tomorrow...
Very good Bluecuracao,I hope you find your next Job that you are looking for,I think the unemployment office will grant you an extention after a year so you'll be taken care of for a while at least. Still I wish you the very best.
and the Goldman Sax... I can't find any of this in the Articles of Confederation.
I move to Kansas City in 3 days. I'm excited, but scared...other than Ep and my co-workers, I know no one in the town. But it's a good opportunity to start over after the shitty fucking year I've had.
Sounds like a good chance to hop out of a bad rut bro. Good on you.
The no oil in the tank
The cold weather
Wondering how long the 10 gallons of kerosene will last.
Good Luck Syc. That'll be like a whole new world that is vastly different from the Philly area.
Well, I was already out there for 2 months, so I'm familiar with the territory. It's a nice city, and I'm looking forward to this...being on my own for the first time in 15 years, a new city, new people, the solitude...I think it's gonna be a good thing.
Paranoid New Yorkers will have a new reason for apprehension..
NY Times
City to Deploy Ambulances to Save Organs
By ANEMONA HARTOCOLLIS
Published: December 1, 2010
For five months starting Wednesday, the city will deploy a specially trained team
that will monitor 911 calls for people who may be in danger of dying, like those having a heart attack.
If efforts to resuscitate the patient fail, the team will quickly move in and try to save the kidneys;
normally, patients who die outside hospitals cannot be donors because
if too much time passes after the heart stops beating, the organs are unusable.
So if you are in NY City, don't call 911 for help until after June 1, 2011
Just a natural progression from death panels, harvest usable organs, and the rest for soylent green. Someone will be making money on both.
It's too bad that
cryonics fad never caught on.
Clicking on threads under New Posts. Gotta make sure to check who the OP is first, bleh.
OP and latest are given in the forum menu aren't they?
They are, I just have to pay attention and look at them.
ah. Well I'm glad I didn't get vetted out there :)
Met someone today whose friend died and his organs saved 6 people's lives.
That's a lot of people.
true dat. Blood Doning ( ;) )saves many lives too. Sadly, I'm not acceptable for either over here because of the CJD thing. But I wholeheartedly approve of both.
CJD? Do you regret
what you did?
I eated nuffink milord. Guilty only by association......
It's crazy. They wouldn't take my blood for a couple of years because I had been in Germany for a year and a half. But then they changed the rules, and they will take it again. I've given around 20 units over the years. I wonder what's been done with that blood.
NY and AZ seem to be going in opposite directions.
I suspect this will be reversed, but still, it's Arizona...
NY Times
By MARC LACEY
Published: December 2, 2010
Arizona Cuts Financing for Transplant Patients
PHOENIX — Even physicians with decades of experience telling patients that their lives
are nearing an end are having difficulty discussing a potentially fatal condition that has arisen in Arizona:
Death by budget cut
Effective at the beginning of October, Arizona stopped financing certain transplant operations
under the state’s version of Medicaid.
Many doctors say the decision amounts to a death sentence for some low-income patients,
who have little chance of survival without transplants and lack the
hundreds of thousands of dollars needed to pay for them.
The issue has led to a fierce political battle, with Democrats condemning the reductions
as “Brewercare,” after Gov. Jan Brewer.
“We made it very clear at the time of the vote that this was a death sentence,”
said State Senator Leah Landrum Taylor, a Democrat. “This is not a luxury item.
We’re not talking about cosmetic surgery.”
The Republican governor has in turn blamed “Obamacare,” meaning the federal health care overhaul,
for the transplant cuts even though the Arizona vote came in March,
before President Obama signed that bill into law.
Mr. Clod's company is having a health insurance meeting next week. It seems likely they're going to announce they're changing to a new policy for next year, which would almost certainly be very bad for us. He has indirectly discussed it with his boss, and we're hoping that his upcoming raise will be tailored to offset the loss. But we'd better hurry up and get those blood tests done before the end of the year just in case.
Husband made a white cake and it didn't get cooked all the way...the chocolate frosting on top is irresistible, so I am worried I might dip my finger down to the uncooked cake part and get whatever it is you get from uncooked eggs.
If you are afraid of uncooked eggs then the terrorists have won.
We've been eating cake batter for centuries have we rarely die from it. Count how many folks you know who got sick form eating raw cake batter, then multiply that number by the number of people you know who have had fingers, toes, or weenies bitten off by snapping turtles while swimming. Now add three to that number.
I bet the answer is 3.
People get sick from not cleaning shit and then letting is sit on counters for days.
Heartburn is what you get from uncooked cake.
Or the tollhouse cookie dough before the flour is added...I love that stuff.
foots, I have gotten sick from eating raw cookie dough. But I am just a tad apprehensive about the cake. Especially now that it has been out overnight.
Years ago, my sis and fought over who got to lick the bowl, spoon, beaters.
foots, I have gotten sick from eating raw cookie dough. But I am just a tad apprehensive about the cake. Especially now that it has been out overnight.
That is a horse of a different color, life begins at 40, they say. 40 degrees.
Having to call my health insurance company AND the doctors office to figure out why an appointment for a Pap Smear is costing me $150.
... I wonder what's been done with that blood.
They gave it to Germans.;)
Today, I'm a tad apprehensive because Thor's hockey team has been offeed the chance to play at the Joe Lewis Arena (home of the Redwings) before the Wings' game on Monday (and an intermission shootout) Not a chance to pass up, but
(a) not a good time for extra cost -tickets are cheap by Wings' standards, but our budget is tight
and more apprehensively: (b) I don't know Detroit, the whole idea of it scares me, driving the kids downtown, finding where to park, finding the arena, not geting mugged.....
(c) being forced to decide tonight. I can cope with the things that scare me if I have time to formulate a plan, prepare, etc but we were offered this on "stand-by". Of course there's no eal decision to make, he's going to play, but we still have to decide how many of us are going with him
...oh, and, of course, it's ion the night of the swim team banquet, the one where he'll get his medal for not only his first ever top 8 place at championships, but 2nd in the Fly. He might even get his first ever MVP or most improved trophy..... but looks like Hebe will be accepting them on his behalf -he wants to go to the Joe. Who wouldn't? (?me)
Come on, monster, if you're going to Detroit, getting mugged is half of the experience.
I'm a half-experience kinda gal.....plus it'll be nearly midnight on a schoolnight when we get home anyway -without the police report.....
Children are not responsible for the self-inflicted problems of their parents', but
some parents are really good at putting guilt off onto their kids. :eyebrow:
Navy Vet, history of alcohol and addition, marries and has 3 kids.
Marriage fails, Mom gets divorce, is awarded minimal child support.
Dad disappears for several months, returns broke,
but is drawing unemployment--- with part going to State for indirect child support.
Repuublicans kill long-term unemployment benefits.
Obama gets re-instatement of long term unemployment program.
Dad is no longer "On Unemployment" so can not regain benefits
Dad becomes homeless and child support payments to State stop
Dad has no mailing address or income
Dad gets into special housing (only) program for homeless vets
State mails Notice to Dad's old address to appear in Court for missing child support
Dad gets arrested and put in jail for not appearing in Court
Dad gets kicked out of vet program for having been arrested
Oldest son in community college, working part time, but now has
become very distressed over Dad's situation.
Son now talking about quitting school to get FT job so he can care for Dad
G-parents are very proud of G-son's concerns, but are trying to convince him to stay in school.
Assignment 3/last one for the semester due tomorrow at 10 a.m. Australian CST. I have 4 records more to catalogue and it has to be done before I go to bed...I've had my mid-afternoon break which consisted of a walk to the supermarket and a coffee at an American chain which shall remain nameless, then came home and had a swim. Now, must concentrate...must concentrate and finalise code as fast as my fingers will allow me to.
Now committed to putting on an addition so that Mom can move in with us..... assuming the loan comes through.
So are you hoping the loan goes through or praying that it won"t? :thepain:
I have exactly 3 more days to fill out a 50 page form from Uncle Sam that, if approved, will give me the money to get re-trained for a real job that pays actual money. And I haven't even started on it yet. I was going to start yesterday and tried to find some of the information I need online. I ended up spending two hours surfing the net and looking at Simon's Cat cartoons on YouTube. This morning - well, here I am on the Cellar. Nuff said.
http://youtu.be/I1qHVVbYG8YAnd back to Hector and Hockey -he got his first reffing gig tonight - for this Saturday. he's really nervous. The $18 helped a little ....and it's 12U house girls, so it shouldn't be fast or physical.... but he's all wibbly, poor lamb. And I'll probably be stuck in Detroit with the child doing an Academic Games Tourney.....
good luck Hector. those striped shirts are never comfortable.
and think how many Zebras had to die......oh wait, not a whole zebra, he's that tiny. coulda just taken a leg and given it a prosthetic...
so i decided to say fuck everything and try to get my wife back. its a long shot that can totally come back to bite my ass and probably will, i quite likely just gave her an actual case for the harrasment lawsuit she's being hoping for. but whatever happened, at least i gave it a good shot.
well, good luck. I hope it works out for you.
Hector's now scheduled for two games back to back and I can't be there :(
Good luck, Zipper, that sounds horrible.
Thanks , and GO Hector !!!!!
It sounds like they need to put zippy on the rack.
It sounds like they need to put zippy on the rack.
Pretty much, holy crap zip!
It sounds like they need to put zippy on the rack.
if its Any consolation the doc said every now and then they break an arm doing this
Just hope they don't mean right now.
well, good luck. I hope it works out for you.
thanks. it probably won't and either way i am not expecting a response for a very long while, if ever. but it was a good shot, and a good gamble, and i would rather live with that then living without trying.
Sometimes its important to put yourself out there, good luck.
so yesterday i emailed my wife the biggest mother f' apology of all times, with every bit of understanding of her side of every uresolved conflict we ever had that i could master of my own, and how if i understood it then i could have done things differently... continuing with how much she means to me...
based on my rough calculations of her scheduale (can't believe how much i remember her habits) i doubt she had time to check her email since... but she should today.
and i'm extremely apprehensive about it all. in the first few weeks straight after the seperation i was so furious i've attacked her on every level... am i being rediculesly stupid thinking that i still have a chance?
It takes two, man.
You mentioned you got some good out of some of my divorce related posts. There are plenty of them here, including ones with apologies, ones with calculations, etc. So far, you haven't done anything I haven't done.
A chance? Sure, there's always a chance. But if you just move the needle back to the start of the record, you're gonna find the same skips and pops; it's the same song. Until you're both singing a different song, you'll never have a different ending.
thanks. don't we know it...
yeh - - - ain't that the truth.
I tried to help early on, but then remembered we all have to walk our own path at our own pace.
It takes two, man.
You mentioned you got some good out of some of my divorce related posts. There are plenty of them here, including ones with apologies, ones with calculations, etc. So far, you haven't done anything I haven't done.
A chance? Sure, there's always a chance. But if you just move the needle back to the start of the record, you're gonna find the same skips and pops; it's the same song. Until you're both singing a different song, you'll never have a different ending.
i dont' think i remember seen posts of apologies... i wouldn't mind to try and learn from them.
as for the song, honestly so much of what i blamed her for was behaviors that in retrospect i pushed her into... sure, either one of us could have handled things differently to stop our little co-destructive cycles, but for me at least i was too close to actually see what i was causing. in a normal relationship i could have just moved out for awhile to figure things out, but with the immigration thing and not being able to legally work this wasn't a normal relationship.
and there's a lot more - i didn't know what i needed. for example without having a little space for myself, even just a desk, i find myself intellectually stunted...
and i am generally a very extraverted person, so not knowing anybody, not having a framework i can make social connections in, was bloody killing me.
i think after having had the space to figure things out, that if i would go into it in a position of power - and by power i reallly just mean financial independence - we could actually make it work and make each other happy.
but so far no answer... nothing.
Only a tad apprehensive, but:
My office is here. Through that door is another department with a mini-kitchen - sink, fridge, microwave. I can use it (mostly to fill my water bottle).
On the sink is a carton of milk. It is half full. It has been there for at least two days, possibly more.
The use by date is January 27th.
There is NO WAY I am touching that thing. :headshake
I wonder how long it will fester.
What would be stupendous would be to empty it out, rinse it, and re-fill it to the same quantity with fresh milk every day. If anyone ever checks it, it'll smell fine. Or you could just wait until a bunch of people are there and drink it in front of them. Then take the next two days off. Everyone there will vouch for you--they saw you drink it.
Take it home and put it in your refrigerator.
Bring it back next January.
Leave it in the work refrigerator.
will never work
you need to have people read the expire date and then be grossed out and then put it back for the gag (ha ha ) to have the desired effect.
think about it
you put up a sign saying wet paint, every body has to touch it to see.
you put up a carton that says weeks/years old, someone's gonna smell it, signifying nothing bad.
would be funny, but tough to pull off. good luck.
Turn the carton on its side so the milk spills into the sink and put a sign next to it that says "DON'T CRY."
a job interview.
ME TOO!!!!
the butterflies... butterflies? nah... pterodactyls. aaauugh.... 4.5 hrs to go.
GOOD LUCK TO YOU TRACEUR!
I thought you just got a job???????????
You both are going to do great.
I thought you just got a job???????????
are you tawkin to ME?
ha. just kidding. no, no offer yet.
see here and a few posts beyond.
You both are going to do great.
thanks man!
are you tawkin to ME?
ha. just kidding. no, no offer yet. see here and a few posts beyond.
Ahhh, I missed that.
Good luck!
BigV, Good Luck! (Not that you'll need it)
It must be contagious, I got a call this am and had an interview today.
Should hear more tomorrow with a possible start date of next week!!!
Good luck to all the job candidates in this thread. Hooray for jobs!
Thanks all, I love youse guys.
leaving the house now. gonna buy a new sportcoat (note to self, remove tags in store after purchase).
I'm as good to go as I can get. Now, gone.
It's like, someday the cellar will be full of grown-ups like a real live community.
I'm so proud.
Good luck to you V. You'll get it.
thanks people, and good luck V...
i got a good impression from today's interview... which was more of an orientation day thing where they take a group of newbs and make us play games to test us out... funny, same thing my ex wife went through to get her almost identical job... yay customer support. said they'd tell me in up to 10 days.
just in case i don't get it, i also have an interview tomorrow... with the competing company, whose buildings are one street away from the place in interviewed at today. except that would be telemarketing...
then i have a few new phone numbers of companies that answered my resume... so that's more interviews on the horizon.
BigV - update there or here?
I haven't gotten a call back yet. Kinda bummed - - - again.
Husband is also waiting to hear back on an interview. Interview went well, but waiting to schedule the "meet the team" appointment.
Good luck to all you guys on your job situations.
Also, applied to rent a larger house in town which happens to be an awesome deal. The rental market here is extremely difficult, so we are one party of some 25 who have shown interest in the property in the last 2 days. Luckily we are the first to submit an app. Hope we get approved and hubby gets the job...that would be homerun for us.
luck to you and yours, Kero.
Thanks! Don't lose hope on yours...they might have gotten caught up in some other worky stuff or maybe they are trying to determine what they want to offer you.
This is so weird. I just had a job interview, too!
I felt like it went well...
Best of luck to everyone. Wouldn't that be teh awesome if we all got jobs at the same time? (Like, next week.)
That would be wonderful.
I'm prayin ... its again, out of my hands. But honestly, time is running out for me.
We've had an extremely dry March, it's very windy today, and there's a large fire just over the next ridge. I can smell the smoke from inside the house.
So far, two dead, one missing, 23 homes and structures burned.
Currently at 5,000 acres, and 900 homes evacuated.
Shit, man, it's barely spring over there.
Being sedated to have a tooth pulled. I'd rather jump out of an airplane or clear a building then see a dentists. I am very apprehensive.
I'm streaming a movie to watch while I eat lunch, but it's taking a long time to load. How long can I stand the hunger while I wait? Breakfast was over three hours ago.
... First world problems...
I just saw this quote:
According to a Colorado fire chief with 30 years experience fighting wild land fires :
” when there are high winds, tall grass and fire crowning in trees, nothing is going to stop it. Not 500 firemen, not 5000. No number of air tankers will stop this kind of scenario. These kinds of fires can move at 40 mph and wipe out entire communities in a matter of minutes. They produce walls of fire 10 to 20 feet high that move 40mph. First you see the wind coming at you, then the embers with chunks the size of roof shingles. Suddenly the ground all around you is on fire. You try to run but can’t. Then a wall of flame sweeps over you and by that time you are gone. That is what we are facing this week in Colorado. An out of control fire with high winds, high temperatures, no rain and several fires already burning. “
A
family films escape from Colorado wildfire...
Following your wife out of such a situation is one thing,
but it's another thing having your kids in your car too.
What I'm going to do next week is making me a tad apprehensive today.
Can't say. too apprehensive. I might tell you Monday when I know how it's going.
Beest is still out of town and Banana Lady arrives at4pm. House is more trashed than ever. But I'm way beyond apprehensive about that.
Can't say. too apprehensive. I might tell you Monday when I know how it's going.
I'd say that was more than "a tad" apprehensive then ;)
Sending good luck vibes to be applied as necessary!
I'd say that was more than "a tad" apprehensive then ;)
Sending good luck vibes to be applied as necessary!
It just got pushed back from 9am start to 1pm at earliest. Way to drag it out......
I shouldn't really be apprehensive, it should be a piece of cake, but........
OK I did it by the skin of my teeth. I passed the prerequisites for lifeguard certification, most notably the brick rescue. But when we got to the pool today (at 1pm), the pump had only been working for a few minutes and we still didn't have full power, so we did book work and saved the prerequisites until the end. So I had even longer to work myself up into a state over it. And I was a state. I did nothing but fret about it from the moment I got up today. I don't test well unless it's academic.
Bizarre thing was, it wasn't the bit I was worrying about that I almost didn't manage. The first thing was swim 300 yards at your own pace. no problem, do it all the time -several times that distance in fact. But I didn't do it at my own pace because i was surrounded by high school varsity swimmers and I let them push me into doing it way too fast. Also, they made the water really choppy -I'm used to having a lane to myself, so I swallowed water a couple of times and my goggles fogged but you aren't allowed to stop for any reason. I was terrified after 200 that I wasn't even going to pass that. But I did. Shattered and out of breath.
There was one other adult there who used to be on the swim team. She was even slower than me and forgot to wear a racing suit so had a wardrobe malfunction to boot. So I kinda felt better (at her expense), but then I was way too knackered to haul myself out of the pool. Normally, I have no problems doing that -although this is a high pool and I have never swum in it before so I wasn't prepared for that. So I used the ladder because I didn't want to be floundering in front of all those kids (who I knew).
Then the brick test was immediate without any time for recovery. And no goggles so I had to take my contacts out. Swam to the brick, dove down, grabbed it, swam back with both hands on brick face above water no problem -first back from my group even. Way easier than I had anticipated...... but could not get out of the damn pool. And that's part of the test. You have 140 seconds total. with time running out I decided stuff it, I was next to the bulkhead and nothing said anything about not using all available leverage except a ladder, so I used that and passed. Then we had to tread water for two minutes legs only. Well I could do that for hours, so I'm home free.
Then we did more pool work, but I kept up and the book work will be a piece of cake, so my "tad" of apprehension is gone.
Bricks are clearly traumatic and should be banned from standardised lifeguarding tests.
Well done Monstah!
[SIZE="5"][COLOR="Red"]PEANUT BUTTER! PEANUT BUTTER![/COLOR][/SIZE]
Congratulations!
Thanks all. peanut butter? I hope you're not suggesting I eat some? bleuch! It was actually a 10lb handweight so even easier to grab, but those things really should stop jumping into the pool when they haven't passed the deep-end test......
So there are 13 in the class. I was also apprehensive that it would be all the high school boys because they are now done with both polo and swimming seasons (girls are still in polo season), but there were only 3 boys -one from Skyline where swimmer-girl swims and two from Huron -where all her summer pool friends swim. i didn't know them, but I knew of them and they seem nice. I'm glad there are only three, though -they do want to make it all into a physical competition. 6 from swimmer-girl's team -know all of them, obviously, two girls from Huron -know one, know of the other, and a teacher from 30 miles away who's school might be ready to start a swim team but are too mean to employ a lifeguard. Or something.
I rescued the brick and survived the teenagers! I feel so old, though.
When I practiced lifesaving drills with actual people "victims", it was standard practice for the "victims" to holler "PEANUT BUTTER! PEANUT BUTTER!" instead of "Help! Help!". I thought your training might have included the same detail. I'm familiar with the bricks too. We used them in many different drills, the worst being eggbeater drills for water polo practice. Get those bricks up you weaklings! Gah.
Well done!! The world is now a safer place!
oh they may do that. It's a 5 day course. Eggbeater with bricks -easy peasy. it's just diving to the bottom I hate, I'm too damn buoyant.
It's quite irritating that it takes 40 hours to get certified, because a lot of it is about being professional etc -aimed at youngsters in their first job. But there's no real alternative.
now: a little apprehensive about the water skills part of the test tomorrow -notably the "scanning" (patrol) because I can't wear my lenses unless I want to lose them each time I jump in ($30/time) and I can't see as well as I would like to without them. Hev done OK with practices so far, but have also gotten lucky with easily spottable victims
Mr. Clod's coworker went insane this week. The first hints were at Christmas, when an anonymous Santa gave everyone on their team a copy of this incredibly dense, philosophical "poetry" by some ancient Eastern somebody-or-another. They all thought it was rather weird, and even weirder when it was eventually revealed that coworker "John" was the one who'd done it, as he was just another computer geek like the rest of them, and never seemed the type.
Then last Sunday, John started posting some very strange ramblings on their company-wide messageboard (it was an on-call maintenance weekend, lots of people were doing work that day.) Randomly declaring "new mindsets" he was trying out, and asking for opinions on how his psychological workflow might be affected by his new desk arrangement, which was no different that anyone could tell. When people ignored him, he began replying to his own posts. Everyone sort of thought it was an April Fool's joke, except he was pushing it too far and never said "April Fools."
Today he escalated to posting full-blown philosophical manifestos to the company messageboard that didn't make any sense at all, pages and pages that he was writing on the spot instead of working. They deleted his account from the messageboard, but rather than take the hint he immediately registered for a new one and continued.
He was pulled aside and told to go home for the weekend, take a break and get some sleep. And we don't know what happened next, but all of a sudden Mr. Clod's team is on red alert to change all the passwords and lock him out of the system, as he was no longer an employee at the company.
Fortunately, Mr. Clod is already taking Monday off, so he won't be there if the guy decides to come back and kill everyone.
creepy.
I hope it all works out ok in the end. For everyone.
Crossing fingers for ya:)
Dad collapsed today. At least that's how it looked to us.
I was tonging my hair for the visit of my bro & SIL that afternoon (it takes a long time) when Mum suddenly screamed my name and as I answered, "Yes?" as you do, she screamed again "Get down here right now!"
To me it could only be Diz-related, I assumed he'd eaten the roast or something, so I took the time to put my hairbrush down and scoop him up in my arms. We have agreed in future she will shout "Your Dad's ill!"
Came downstairs to see her holding him up against the front door. With me there she was able to let him into a controlled lie-down and put him in the recovery position so he could be sick (just a bit of bile). He'd been heading to the toilet and said, "I don't feel very good" and she'd recognised things were not good, jumped up and caught him.
I called 999 and a HUGE paramedic arrived. Honstely, I was terrified about Dad, but I had to keep stopping myself from asking how tall he was. 6'5" at least, and broad with it. From Zimbabwe, but with an accent softened enough by time to almost be Antipodean.
He came armed with many gadgets and boxes and ran every test possible on Dad, before concluding that it was more in the nature of a faint than a collapse. He was slightly concerned at Dad's blood pressure but he is on two lots of tablets to lower it, so concluded that these might have exacerbated the issue. He woke up from a nap in his chair with the sudden feeling he was going to be sick, so he probably got up too fast for his heart to correctly respond to his needs.
He's slightly nauseous still, but managed to put down some roast dinner and iced water. We're not letting him move much. One thing that did relieve my mind - as he was sat there, top off, wired up at 12 different points on his body he offered that I should take a photo. Gutted that I didn't. That would have been one for the album.
So he's had his lungs checked, his heart, his blood pressure resting and standing and then resting again, his urine. All over and all comes back fine, except that his blood pressure is on the lower end of normal.
Last time he did this to Mum (saying the exact same words) he ended up in hospital having a stent put in.
So I'm not upset. And I'm not scared like I was when he first went down. But it's horrible to see something like this happen to him and especially with him still feeling a bit crook.
Same, Sundae. : ( Mom's at the ER today because she had an atrial fib, but they are keeping her overnight so they can run every "rule out" test in the world.
Sundae and UT, I hope your parent get well soon.
Scary shit. Hope your Dad's ok now Sundae, and your Mom too UT.
Sick parents SUCK !!!
Hope every bodys doing ok !!!!!
Wishing your parents well. Hope it all works out.
Sending good health wishes from Tashkent!
Sent by thought transference
Sorry to read of these parental woes this morning. :( Hope everyone's feeling better.
I hope Sundae Dad and Katkeeper are doing a bit better today.
Yeah, hope they're improving.
The Operations Manager just came into my office holding her chest, and looking scared.
I had a salesman that was standing there run for a glass of water, and an aspirin. She chewed the aspirin, and settled down... but won't go to the fucking hospital. I had the salesman narc her out to the boss, and he's talking to her now.... but I had Biff flashbacks.
cmon.
Ach damn Jim. That's rough.
I might have talked her into having her husband come get her. we'll see
Gods, I hope so.
Ive seen a bunch of stuff recently that says women in particular won't necessarily get the really dramatic symptoms. Way better that she get checked out than not.
Damn Jim - you seem to be in the right place at the [strike]wrong[/strike] right time lately.
I just ordered a Chinese takeaway online using the HungryHouse portal.
I ordered from the wrong fecking restaurant. I'd been flipping bout between menus and reviews and thought I was ordering from the one that got great reviews...
No. I have now read the reviews for the place I ordered from and they really aren't good. I am slightly apprehensive about what is going to turn up in the guise of sweet and sour chicken.
you CANNOT fuck up sweet n sour chicken.
That's like getting a bad blow job.
Well, let's just say I've been bitten in the past...so to speak.
That's like getting a bad blow job.
One word - teeth.
Oh, I enjoy a bit of a nibble to get things tingling....
•spoken in to my phone
"That really wasn't what I meant when I asked if you swallowed....."
One word - teeth.
Wait, chickens has no teeth.
Carrot is at the grooming parlour. I stuck around peeking through the window to see how he was when left and all seemed fine. Though, prior to my leaving he was a little disconcerted by the groomer feeling under his belly for lugs...and looked at me with such imploring and, yes, shocked expression as I left him that my stomach did a lurch.
Anyways. that was two hours ago. Am expecting a phone callsometime in the next half hour to say I can come collect him. I'm apprehensive at how he might be feeling right now. And I had to make a real effort not to let him sense that I felt like a traitor as we went off in the car for what he could only have expected to be a happy adventure.
I'm slightly apprehensive about how he'll look. I stressed that I don't want him cutting really short. I love that he looks like a little bear and don't want to lose that quite yet. He'll lose that bear look as he gets older soon enough.
It's almost certainly fine. He's almost certainly fine. I can't wait to get the call.
Keep calm and carry on.
What if you don't have a choice ?
(@ our local newspaper Wikipedia)
Albertsons LLC is an American grocery company founded and based in Boise, Idaho.
In July 2014, [COLOR="Red"]it acquired Safeway Inc[/COLOR] for $9.2 billion.[5]
The newly merged company has more than 2,400 stores and over 250,000 employees,[6]
which makes it the second largest supermarket chain in North America after The Kroger Company,
which has 2,424 stores.
Haggen Food & Pharmacy is the largest independent grocery retailer in the Pacific Northwest.
Haggen, Inc. began in 1933 in the midst of the great depression ...in downtown Bellingham, Washington.
Haggen, Inc. announced on February 17, 2011 that ... [COLOR="Red"]had sold a controlling shareholder interest to The Comvest Group[/COLOR].
In late 2014, Haggen agreed to [COLOR="Red"]purchase and rebrand 146 West Coast Safeway and Albertson's locations[/COLOR] over the next year, including at least 20 in Oregon, as part of anti-monopoly requirements following the Albertson's-Safeway merger. This increases the chain's locations from 18 to 164, and its employees from about 2,000 to about 10,000.
(@ our local newspaper the Review)
Albertsons is closing its store on South State Street, the company said Wednesday,
leaving only one supermarket in Lake Oswego's downtown core.
<snip>
[COLOR="Red"]With the closing of Wizer’s in 2013 and the pending closure of Albertsons' State Street location,
there will be only one grocery store left in downtown Lake Oswego — Safeway[/COLOR],
located on A Avenue between Fourth and Fifth streets.
If you cannot see where this is heading, the answer is in signature line below.
... and we can all sing along with Ernie Ford
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I can not only see, I expect where it's going. It's going the way of the nation, following the walmart blueprint of buying or :footpyth: any and all competition. That way you have no shot at voting with your dollars, even if you're one of the few who still gives a damn about your neighbors and community. The only thing with the power to stand up to these godzillas is the federal government, but they own that. In 2016 they'll install Romney or another Bush, and the conquest over the citizens will be complete.
But, but, but, power to the people, man. Rise up against the oppressors.
Yeah right, what people, two thirds are living paycheck to paycheck...
In 2010, Mississippi and Tennessee had the largest share of workers earning wages that put them at or under the official poverty threshold for a family of four, at 33.7 percent and 32.8 percent, respectively. The District of Columbia and Alaska had the smallest share of workers in this category, at 11.6 percent and 17.5 percent, respectively.
Wow, DC wins with only 12% making less than poverty level money. That's if they're working at all.
But Obama is going to give us free collage so we can climb out of the swamp and fight back.
Oh yeah, that will work, get edumacated, acquire more debt, and still be making zip.
An analysis of the education and training levels projected to be necessary for the labor force of 2020 shows that jobs will not require a significantly greater level of education or training than workers currently possess. Therefore, a simple increase in the share of workers with a college degree will not ensure that tomorrow’s economy generates better and more equitable outcomes than today’s economy.
Ok, I'm old but that means I've seen a lot. I've see the decline of the good people of the United States to steer the government to do good things.
I've seen the fat-dumb&happy let themselves be brainwashed into blaming labor unions, commies under the bed, foreigners, non-whites and non-Christians, for all the boogiemen they've never seen, but are convinced are out there lurking in the dark.
Reagan was proof the trickledowners were taking over, and the reelection of Bush II sealed the deal. The election/reelection of Obama just demonstrated the White House is a dog & pony show to distract the peons while governorships and legislatures, federal and state, were being bought. That's where the power is, and they don't owe you shit.
What do you do when a neighbor stops by after you've resigned yourself to sleep and it's a neighbor you've always liked who has a lady friend who is older than he is but he is older than you are...and you sit talking for a long time and it clicks like it always has with him, then he kisses you and it's been a million years since you've kissed anyone, let alone letting somebody get that close and you say no I can't and he's very gentlemanly. Then I ask if he's going to tell his lady friend that he kissed me, when she gets back from her required few months in FL every year (lady friend has money, which I do not) and he hem haws around.
I liked being kissed. Like I said, it's been a million years. I like this guy. Always have since I met him. But why would someone want to be with me when they have a really nice lady friend to hang out with? I'm not a picnic. Did he think I was just going to give him some? Or does he like me?
I can't trust my feelings, where like is concerned. I will go with the fact that he was uncharacteristically forward. We'll still be fine as friends and neighbors. He's not a big drinker and he had some beers, so maybe that's it.
He wants to play in the winter league during the off season. You know, to keep his skills sharp.
Yeah - he probably reallylikes you - but that doesn't mean he doesn't want his other lady friend.
Ten foot barge pole.
I found my ten foot barge pole. Thanks for the comments. I think you have it right.
tad apprehensive about the spin control with the latest jobs numbers...
http://www.npr.org/blogs/thetwo-way/2015/02/06/384263303/economy-adds-257-000-new-jobs-unemployment-rate-up-slightly
That's what happens when all those kids flunk out of college after one semester.
Glad to be of service, Anon.
Good for you, anon. You know you made the right choice.
I found my ten foot barge pole. Thanks for the comments. I think you have it right.
WTG, now you won't have to join sex buddies anonymous.
My new "assistant". Who is a well meaning dick. what's really making me go hmm is the bosses' decision to hire him. I think they are suffering hiring burnout. And he's assisting receiving and booze too. I don't see how they think this will work, but more to the point, they dump him on me to "train" in my first hour "flying solo" while I'm testng out my toys and powers and seeing if they work like they did in training. A person needs some privacy for that. Plus he wasn't even expecting to work today so cannot STFU about how special he must be. shoot me now
Patience monster! You'll make it work.
Ten foot barge pole.
Lord Bargepole?
Patience monster! You'll make it work.
What is this thing of which you speak?
he was kept out of my way today, except I managed to encounter him when I foolishly decided to lunch in the break room because my crib was a little overcrowded. he was expounding to the poor drones how important he was and how every job he has trained in so far is so easy. :rolleyes:
I did enjoy the peace and quiet though. And all my toys are now working. I have 4 guns -thinking one for each hand and foot, stick my unicycle up my butt, eat loads of beans (it is an organic and heath store after all) and there will be no stopping me :D
Apple 'family sharing' makes me apprehensive. I agreed to it at my husband's suggestion, hoping I'd get all the music he endlessly downloads along with my daughter's stuff that's on his account, and tonight - I tried to download Hozier's 'Take Me to Church' and I found I couldn't do anything on my account without my husband's security code. Even though I've had my own Apple account for years, it was subjugated to my husband's account via 'sharing'.
Has anyone else had this experience? I immediately had flashbacks and a bad evening, and I stopped all 'sharing' on my electronics. And my husband confronted me about it, because he had an email from Apple saying I'd done this.
Yet - I never had an email from Apple alerting ME to the fact that my account had just been subjugated to someone else's. Agreeing to 'sharing' didn't involve subjugation in what I read.
So, was I highjacked? Did Apple pull one over on me? Did my husband knowingly pull one over on me? He isn't happy tonight that I disengaged from 'sharing', but so be it. I just want to know at which level my autonomy was violated.
Ask Jennifer Lawrence what she thinks of Apple sharing her stuff.
I like my iPhone, but I'm down on Apple overall. I dunno what happened in your case, because I've never done family sharing, but I'd be much more inclined to assign blame to Apple than to your husband.
were you added to the account as a child? (a child in the apple context, they've greatly restricted permissions)
It looks like my husband was Administrator, but I don't think I was added as a child. Just a member of the Family Sharing group.
Usually in the case of administrator type accounts the default assumption by Apple or your OS is that whenever ANYTHING happens it is nefarious.
My take on this is that your DH may be a controlling manipulative a**hole.
Or not. YMMV.
The only reason I didn't give my wife admin privileges on our shared computer was that she and I both knew she had no idea what she was doing and would completely fuck everything up given half a chance. Her mother was completely banned from using anything but the severely restricted guest account with her virus infested aol email account...
:shudder: glad those days are gone.
I have solved it by removing myself from Family Sharing. I now have my Apple account back. So I don't get access to my husband's and daughter's music ... no matter.
The weirdness included the fact that with Family Sharing, my husband's credit card was the only possible method of payment for music - so every purchase I might make would go on his card and show up to him. They should call it Family Control, or Family No-Privacy. Now that I have my own unshared account back, it's my credit card and password. Every $1.29 purchase I make will not be subject to my husband's scrutiny.
He did notice right away, and I just said I'm not doing the Family Sharing thing anymore. He didn't argue. Maybe I had a certain edge to my voice.
Or the sparkle on your fangs. :haha:
I have a distant elderly cousin who lives two blocks from me. I see him every few years when my parents visit and we all trudge over there for a visit.
He's 75, lives alone, has no siblings, and was just diagnosed with moderate Alzheimer's. My aunt in Binghamton just asked me to go over there at 3 today to convince him to move into assisted living and talk to him about simplifying his finances and help him with his taxes. Ugh.
Dude 's basically a stranger to me.
glatt replies to Binghamton;
Aunt who? Are we related? Which family? Sorry, you have the wrong party.
Or
Griff isn't far from Binghamton. Ask him to go to the Aunt's house and convince her to empty her bank accounts and leave the money in a brown paper bag on Funk & Wagnall's porch.
Jesus glatt, that's the most fucked up thing I've heard in awhile. :eyebrow:
It reminds me why I developed the policy of family don't mean shit. Being a relative gives them an opportunity to show they're a friend, but they're never automatically a friend, just because they're a relative.
At two blocks, if either of you wanted a relationship you'd have one. The only difference between her sending you, or a DC cab driver, is you may not have to show an ID... may. Now if he's not on the porch yelling for you to get off the lawn, he may let you in. Wait a minute while the HOs put a robe on, as he checks the still down cellar is venting properly so the place don't stink, and the crack isn't boiling out any explosive fumes, and...
Hmm, I'd go with, "Aunt who?"
wholly crap!
I was at that person's house the other day and opened chrome on that person's PC and saw my familiar, although older, bookmarks bar at the top. WTF? Signed in on that person's account, not mine, I see all my bookmarks are there. ALL MY BOOKMARKS. Even my special one handed typing practice websites are there in their folder. I check and see that ALL MY SAVED PASSWORDS ARE THERE. What the actual fucking fuck? All my email accounts and their passwords. I can only hope that that person is too computer impaired to know how to access settings or bookmarks mgr.
I'm thinking if must have been on that person's la[top from the old days and when she got her new puter the service guy just migrated everything over.
I deleted everything, and now I've got to change all my other mail passwords.
Damn.
Be grateful you found this. She may be PC stupid, but they're the ones who pass old equipment on without cleaning, in this case cleaning your info. :eek: Very grateful.
I have a distant elderly cousin who lives two blocks from me. I see him every few years when my parents visit and we all trudge over there for a visit.
He's 75, lives alone, has no siblings, and was just diagnosed with moderate Alzheimer's. My aunt in Binghamton just asked me to go over there at 3 today to convince him to move into assisted living and talk to him about simplifying his finances and help him with his taxes. Ugh.
Dude 's basically a stranger to me.
want me to deliver a flaming bag o' dog shit?
See, now, if anything could be properly delivered by drone, it should be the flaming bag of dogshit bomb.
Griff has many options for delivering things, he's on a first name basis with every critter in the woods for miles around, who call him Don Griff, the spiritualforcefather.
So I went over there, and spent almost 2 hours with him, digging through his papers because I agreed to do his taxes. He is fairly disorganized, but I don't think that's from the Alzheimers. I think that's just the way he is. And he had (I believe) all the papers he needed. I got his 2012 and 2013 filings so I could see how he had done it in the past and I could make sure I wasn't missing anything. His 2012 taxes were fairly neat, in their own big envelope. But his 2013 taxes were just in a box amongst a bunch of other clutter.
His 2014 tax documents were just in a jumble of papers on his couch. The couch was his important papers repository and included a bunch of correspondence with the DMV about his car being ticketed over a mechanical problem or something, and him somehow losing his license over it because he refused to sign some document. But he apparently got his license back after jumping through lots of hoops. So he's still able to jump through hoops.
He was pretty coherent and sharp the entire time I was with him for 2 hours, but a couple of times he was trying to say things and his mouth couldn't form the words. When I asked him about it, he said he knew what he wanted to say, but it just wouldn't come out.
He was clean and looked like a typical 75 year old. Looked like he was eating just fine. Claimed to be able to keep track of his medication.
I talked about how great the assisted living facility was where my FIL had been and how it's really nice to have people taking care of you, but he said he wasn't ready to move into one yet. Maybe when his sore legs get worse.
I need a little more information from him about a rental house he owns and the rent he got and what the expenses were before I can do the taxes. So I'll probably go back over there again this weekend and check on him again.
Overall, I think it's not an emergency for him to get into a home, but we (mostly my aunt and her gang of cousins) need to work on getting him to agree to do that. After looking at his finances, he's easily able to afford staying in a place for the rest of his life. His pension income is greater than my household income with 2 workers in it, and he owns his house outright so he can sell it and finance a decade or so of a home. Oh, and he has a few thousand Disney shares. He's in great shape financially.
I suggested he sell his rental house so he doesn't have to be a landlord any more, and he was actually eager to do that. So when I talk to him again, I'll ask if I can call a real estate agent to get that ball rolling for him.
This is gonna be a chore, helping this guy. But I'll do what I can. He reminds me a lot of my dead grandfather. Looks a lot like him.
Good on ya, Glatt.
Sounds like he's not there, yet, but can see it from where he is.
My great-grandmother outlived her mind, and her daughter, Grandmadigr, (had a B-Day this past Sunday, turned 97:cheerldr:) is outliving her body, but her mind is sharp as ever.
I don't know which is worse, but, for me, I'd expect the latter.
Glatt, you are a most excellent person :)
His 2012 taxes were fairly neat, in their own big envelope. But his 2013 taxes were just in a box amongst a bunch of other clutter. His 2014 tax documents were just in a jumble of papers on his couch.
Typical pattern, it doesn't take long for that fuck it attitude to creep in like an invasive species, when you never call or come to visit. tsk tsk ;)
I'm with Digr, don't think he's there yet.
My Aunt got to her early 90's and still driving a little. Drug store, grocery store, Doctors and the "Senior Center". All in town and close with very little traffic, except the doctor in the next town. I'd had occasion to watch her drive when she didn't know it and she was extremely cautious because she knew even a minor fender bender and it would be over.
One day her doctor asked if she had trouble driving to his office and she said yes because there was one odd shaped intersection where people are less predictable. Ten days later she gets a letter from the state to turn her license in. The Doctor had send in a form to the state. She didn't even know where to begin so my brother, who is her estate exec and has power of attorney had to intercede but it took him several weeks and a couple of afternoons camped at the Doctors office. It's a nightmare in areas with no public transportation. And all the solutions I've heard proposed sound like what we're seeing in elementary schools. :(
Glatt, you are a most excellent person :)
This.
Thanks guys.
He called me today because he remembered that he filed his 2013 return electronically, and it was on his computer. That's why the papers I found were so disorganized. So his memory has problems, but he's doing his best.
It took him awhile to remember he filed electronically a year ago?
Christ, I can't remember what I had for breakfast.. or if I did.
He's faking it. He knows you're plotting against him. So he'll light a bag of shit on your doorstep, ring the bell and run. But then have a plausible alibi.
You'll see, when you least expect it
1. I hope I live to be 75.
2. If I do, I hope can remember my name, to hell with last year's taxes.
I really need to receive an email in the next three days. It can be from either one of two people, I don't care. Both would be better, but one is enough. They have both indirectly promised said email to me. But I can't bug either one of them about it, because 1.) it would strain the bounds of politeness to pressure them again, and 2.) they were told by someone else that their official official deadline-of-last-resort is the 18th.
But it would be super helpful if I had it by the end of this week, and a big gamble for me if I don't have it. Pray to the email gods that it be delivered swiftly.