TSCLT3.0: A Beast Unlike Any Known To Man . . .

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I am watching a NCIS rerun. I think I want a stuffed hippo like Abby has for my Plott hounds to play with. Is that weird?
 
I don't know. Probably a little, but not much to be concerned about.


So there's Fiona, a baby hippo born prematurely in the Cincinnati zoo. They got lots of humans to help to little thing, and now she's fat and happy and back in the hippo tank with her mommy and daddy.


I kind of like a nice Irish name for a chubby little water horse.

Well, as you know, I'm a little weird, but not much to be concerned about.
 
Because, either way, they'll get a self-esteem award when all is said and done.


There will be no more George A. Custers because there will be no more class ranks so no one has to feel all weepy-n-bad about themselves by being last.


Nothing will have consequences.


The heat in the new car seems a bit - un-heat-like. Looks like something else to work on, as if there weren't enough.


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You know I can't wait for this thread to max out so that I can be a part of the next one all the way through the 5000 posts.

Weasels for everyone! Wat the hillbilly gonna wrangle some up!
 
Happy Tuesday!!!


It's 47* out there and on its way to 45 before the sun comes up and it turns and comes back to a bit of warmth. IT's been autumn long enough that it can start to feel like it for a bit. It dies start to wam up as the week goes on, and up to riding temps this weekend.


My friend from Ocean City is coming to town for a couple of weeks to work. Her last boss up there stuck her on paying her for the week she worked for him, the asshole. The last one still owes her for a few days, too. Too much bad luck in a row. She actually knows the guy down here, so that's an improvement - except for the distance. We'll see.


The coffee is good this morning, so there's that . . . .


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Slow morning on teh intrawebz.


Round Two of coffee.


There is that recurring dream of mine - happening over and over with no warning or respect for my time.


There was a story on Fresh Air yesterday about how we all need our sleep to live long and prosper. It could have been a 5-minute story . . . .


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I've been stiffed a few times too, it happens and it stinks. Will she be your new roommate with a termination date?

I'd give you suggestions for repairing the car but you've probably already thought of the cabin filter and the low spot that rots out. Cleaning the HVAC is a two-day pita job that sucks like an alt and you're already looking at doing it and adding to your already filled in time blocks.
 
How does BB know that Laurel's thugs have tattoos?


Well, the Roman legionnaires had them.


And the Yakuza.


Maybe he has a point . . . .

He's been peep'n and a hide'n...

All members of the Waffen-SS had tattoos as well, their blood group near their arm pits. Has anyone checked Butter's armpit?:D
 
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