Cellar Scribblings

[CellarDweller]

You wait that long, hunh? 

hey you!  I ain't seen you round these parts in a while!  Where you been hidin'?   

[Shakesthecoffecan]

I was thinking that too, had not heard much out of Jeff lately. O-well. Be nice to stoopid gurl. Hope your ducks are in a row. Them same ducks were at Mabrys Mill this past weekend. Shasta are you planning an adventure this weekend? Do you have shingles off? And what happened to the metric system anyway? All I heard for years is "It's comming! It's comming!" and then the bicentenial and not another damn word.

[CellarDweller]

Be nice to stoopid gurl.

don't wanna!

[CellarDweller]

OMG!

I forgot to tell you all this story from dinner the other night!


As y'all may remember, I told you that my brother and sister-in-law were coming for dinner last Saturday, to celebrate my brother's bday, my parents' 43rd wedding anniversary, and Valentine's Day.

We picked a resturant (nothing fancy, THANK GOD) and sat down.

Dad ordered a Sprite, and asked for a lemon wedge in it.  When it arrived, he squeezed the lemon, and started drinking.

Well, after a second, he stopped, and had a strange look on his face.  He took the straw out of his glass, and looked at the end.  I asked what was wrong, and his reply was:   

"Oh nothing, I have a lemon pit stuck in the straw."

He then put the straw in his mouth, and exhaled, shooting the lemon pit across the room where it landed on an empty table.

 


Oh my God.  I was mortified!

[Jeff Wrangler]

I was thinking that too, had not heard much out of Jeff lately.

Oh, I been busy with RL--like yesterday after work: went to the gym; spent an hour with my tax man; still had to make some dinner, clean up, and pack lunch for today; bills to pay; check e-mail; then, by damn, it was already 11:00. And I don't much care for this new arrangement of the blogs. Good idea, I'm sure, for each blogger to have mod powers on his or her own blog, but it's more work for me to find the blogs that interest me.

[Shakesthecoffecan]

put the straw in his mouth, and exhaled, shooting the lemon pit across the room where it landed on an empty table.

 

I have that happen with tea from time to time, I will have to remember to try that one.

[CellarDweller]

Oh, sure, Gary, laugh at my mental anguish!      

Parents, you can't take them anywhere.  My father used to blow his nose in public and honk like an elephant.   

"Dad, do you have to do that?  People are trying to eat."

lmao!  I turned to dad at that point and jokingly said to him:  "It's reasons like this that no one wants to go out to eat with you."

Sorry to hear you had a rough night, Chruck.  Hope today goes better for you.   

So far, so good, thanks!  How's by you?

[Shakesthecoffecan]

I think the powers that be finally woke up and realized that Americans don't really care that the rest of the world doesn't understand what they were talking about, nor do they care that they themselves don't understand the rest of the world. 

 

I think you may have hit the nail on the head there Gary.

I wonder what the major candidated position on the metric system is. (nothing probably)

[Jeff Wrangler]

I wonder what the major candidated position on the metric system is. (nothing probably)

I bet they're all in favor of saving the manatees.

[jstephens9]

Oh, I been busy with RL--like yesterday after work: went to the gym; spent an hour with my tax man; still had to make some dinner, clean up, and pack lunch for today; bills to pay; check e-mail; then, by damn, it was already 11:00. And I don't much care for this new arrangement of the blogs. Good idea, I'm sure, for each blogger to have mod powers on his or her own blog, but it's more work for me to find the blogs that interest me.

RL? Rickie Lake.