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Those dirty cat eaters. Although one has to wonder how they deal with the fur balls. Its not like shaved cats are common...Must. Resist. Commenting.*glares at all the would-be cat eaters and growls**gigglesnort*
i would argue the vast majority of cats are clean and good eating more often than not.
Shaved cats are excellent dining, but not necessary. Most well groomed cats go down quite easy.
Who isnt naked when eating cat?
Thats just weird.
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Urgh!I feel like s&%%.
I'm lonely, sad and pathetic.
And I've just been handed my one months notice, so come 1/8 I'm officially fired.Once I'm done for the day, I'm crawling under my covers as this is simply too s*!!ty to stay awake for.
damn. I am sorry, that is awful.
"Okay, slow down and start over, I only caught about a third of that" is extremely common parlance in any conversation I have with Scint.
its good to know someone else is a fast talker. Although I hope she slows down for her students.
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Hamster,
I LIVE in Morgantown. So to me, it's still heaven...at least compared to New Jersey.
I'm not trying to offend, I just find state jokes humorous... Well the good ones anyway. Some states are hard to write a great joke for, but...
"All is strange and vague."
"Are we dead?"
"Or is this Ohio?"
Bonus points if you know where its from.
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So, just how stupid are Bay Area residents?
Shiro invited a contractor out to look at his back deck. All he's doing is having the concrete removed and paving stones put in instead. I joked that he should just fly Captain Yesterday out to do it, because it might be cheaper.
So... they came out and measured the space. 300 square feet. Not yards, not meters, not acres, but feet.
Their bid? $30,000.
With such a stupid bid, Shiro looked them up online, and yes, indeed, they have a reputation for being exorbitant. But as Shiro pointed out, somebody must be paying prices like that to keep them in business.
But $100 per square foot to put in paving stones? Yes, it would be much cheaper to fly CY out, pay his room and board, and have him do it.
At the moment, Shiro is trying other local contractors, but...
Hamster,
I LIVE in Morgantown. So to me, it's still heaven...at least compared to New Jersey.
I'm not trying to offend, I just find state jokes humorous... Well the good ones anyway. Some states are hard to write a great joke for, but...
"All is strange and vague."
"Are we dead?"
"Or is this Ohio?"
Bonus points if you know where its from.1. I'd joke about Kansas, but they tend to fall flat.
2. God, I miss Animaniacs.
speaking of state jokes, I just found this gem:
An Alaskan was on trial in Anchorage. The prosecutor leaned menacingly toward him and asked, "Where were you on the night of October to April?"
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Those dirty cat eaters. Although one has to wonder how they deal with the fur balls. Its not like shaved cats are common...Must. Resist. Commenting.*glares at all the would-be cat eaters and growls**gigglesnort*i would argue the vast majority of cats are clean and good eating more often than not.
Shaved cats are excellent dining, but not necessary. Most well groomed cats go down quite easy.
I think I understand. Even if it took me a day to do it.
*covers ears*
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And, now, before i go about running errands all day, here is a three-fer-one:
Four women are driving across the country together, each one from a different state: Idaho, Nebraska, Montana, and California. Shortly after the trip begins, the woman from Idaho pulls potatoes from her bag and throws them out the window. "What are you doing?" asks the Nebraskan.
"We have so many of these things in Idaho, I'm sick of looking at them."
A moment later, the gal from Nebraska pulls ears of corn from her bag and tosses them from the window. "What are you doing?" asks the gal from Montana.
"We have so many of these things in Nebraska, I'm sick of looking at them."
Inspired, the Montanan opens the car door and kicks the Californian out.
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damn. I am sorry, that is awful.
Urgh!I feel like s&%%.
I'm lonely, sad and pathetic.
And I've just been handed my one months notice, so come 1/8 I'm officially fired.Once I'm done for the day, I'm crawling under my covers as this is simply too s*!!ty to stay awake for.
Oh, I've been there, Kjel. It does suck right now, but you've got to persevere. You'll find another job, but you've got to keep holding your head high, even though you really don't feel it right now.
Sometimes a change of scenery can be all it takes. New job = new people to freak out = happiness. Err...something like that, at any rate. I get fuzzy on all the details.
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And, now, before i go about running errands all day, here is a three-fer-one:
Four women are driving across the country together, each one from a different state: Idaho, Nebraska, Montana, and California. Shortly after the trip begins, the woman from Idaho pulls potatoes from her bag and throws them out the window. "What are you doing?" asks the Nebraskan."We have so many of these things in Idaho, I'm sick of looking at them."
A moment later, the gal from Nebraska pulls ears of corn from her bag and tosses them from the window. "What are you doing?" asks the gal from Montana.
"We have so many of these things in Nebraska, I'm sick of looking at them."
Inspired, the Montanan opens the car door and kicks the Californian out.
Weird. I thought we were all moving to Washington and Oregon...
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So, just how stupid are Bay Area residents?
Shiro invited a contractor out to look at his back deck. All he's doing is having the concrete removed and paving stones put in instead. I joked that he should just fly Captain Yesterday out to do it, because it might be cheaper.
So... they came out and measured the space. 300 square feet. Not yards, not meters, not acres, but feet.
Their bid? $30,000.
With such a stupid bid, Shiro looked them up online, and yes, indeed, they have a reputation for being exorbitant. But as Shiro pointed out, somebody must be paying prices like that to keep them in business.
But $100 per square foot to put in paving stones? Yes, it would be much cheaper to fly CY out, pay his room and board, and have him do it.
At the moment, Shiro is trying other local contractors, but...
I can probably do it for half that.
If you pay for the flight and room and board for the 3 days it'll take me to do it.
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CY is going to be going all over the world fixing up our dwellings.
So, just how stupid are Bay Area residents?
Shiro invited a contractor out to look at his back deck. All he's doing is having the concrete removed and paving stones put in instead. I joked that he should just fly Captain Yesterday out to do it, because it might be cheaper.
So... they came out and measured the space. 300 square feet. Not yards, not meters, not acres, but feet.
Their bid? $30,000.
With such a stupid bid, Shiro looked them up online, and yes, indeed, they have a reputation for being exorbitant. But as Shiro pointed out, somebody must be paying prices like that to keep them in business.
But $100 per square foot to put in paving stones? Yes, it would be much cheaper to fly CY out, pay his room and board, and have him do it.
At the moment, Shiro is trying other local contractors, but...
as a society, america doesn't haggle anymore. Years of consumerism means we pay the price on the tag- to do otherwise is stealing to many. While we can shop around, most skilled labor is smart enough to keep prices in range of their competitors. We also no longer teach these skills in schools that are not specialized for them, and are ready to sue both professional and neophyte the instant something goes wrong.
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as a society, america doesn't haggle anymore. Years of consumerism means we pay the price on the tag- to do otherwise is stealing to many. While we can shop around, most skilled labor is smart enough to keep prices in range of their competitors. We also no longer teach these skills in schools that are not specialized for them, and are ready to sue both professional and neophyte the instant something goes wrong.So, just how stupid are Bay Area residents?
Shiro invited a contractor out to look at his back deck. All he's doing is having the concrete removed and paving stones put in instead. I joked that he should just fly Captain Yesterday out to do it, because it might be cheaper.
So... they came out and measured the space. 300 square feet. Not yards, not meters, not acres, but feet.
Their bid? $30,000.
With such a stupid bid, Shiro looked them up online, and yes, indeed, they have a reputation for being exorbitant. But as Shiro pointed out, somebody must be paying prices like that to keep them in business.
But $100 per square foot to put in paving stones? Yes, it would be much cheaper to fly CY out, pay his room and board, and have him do it.
At the moment, Shiro is trying other local contractors, but...
Oh, I think it's a lot less/more insidious than that.
We had a similar experience when we were getting our studio rebuilt and a well-respected local architect put in a bid of $48,000, just to design the building. Not build it. Not organize the work. Just design a 300 square foot building.
I complained about it to Father-In-Law (a long-time contractor and building inspector), and he explained that a lot of contractors don't want to say, "No" for PR reasons, so instead they inflate the prices so much that no one in their right mind would pay them. And if they DO get paid, it's a stupid amount of money for a trivial amount of work.
So, I'm not a contractor, but I would think that a reputation for charging 10x a job's worth would be worse than a reputation for saying, "No," to jobs that are too small. But apparently not.
My guess is that a 300 square foot paving just isn't worth the work, so the bid is essentially a way to tell Shiro, "Look elsewhere."
Sitting in a cracker barrel wishing that the nearest Bob-Evans wasn't in Paducah.
as a society, america doesn't haggle anymore. Years of consumerism means we pay the price on the tag- to do otherwise is stealing to many. While we can shop around, most skilled labor is smart enough to keep prices in range of their competitors. We also no longer teach these skills in schools that are not specialized for them, and are ready to sue both professional and neophyte the instant something goes wrong.Oh, I think it's a lot less/more insidious than that.
We had a similar experience when we were getting our studio rebuilt and a well-respected local architect put in a bid of $48,000, just to design the building. Not build it. Not organize the work. Just design a 300 square foot building.
I complained about it to Father-In-Law (a long-time contractor and building inspector), and he explained that a lot of contractors don't want to say, "No" for PR reasons, so instead they inflate the prices so much that no one in their right mind would pay them. And if they DO get paid, it's a stupid amount of money for a trivial amount of work.
So, I'm not a contractor, but I would think that a reputation for...
I have a cousin who is a contractor. Yes, that is absolutely what happens. He hates the practice and won't do it himself - he just tells people that with his current schedule he wouldn't be able to get it scheduled for several months. He's happy to *do* the work. He's happy to get paid what the job is *actually worth*. His business is simply not large enough to handle all the work that's getting thrown his way.
Now, Freehold isn't wrong in his overall point, but I think it's less applicable to contractors.
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Sitting in a cracker barrel wishing that the nearest Bob-Evans wasn't in Paducah.
I believe that to be the very definition of Hell. All of what you just said. All of it.
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Sitting in a cracker barrel wishing that the nearest Bob-Evans wasn't in Paducah.I believe that to be the very definition of Hell. All of what you just said. All of it.
I just want some halfway decent biscuits and gravy... Is that to much to ask?
According to Cracker Barrel it is.
Sitting in a cracker barrel wishing that the nearest Bob-Evans wasn't in Paducah.I believe that to be the very definition of Hell. All of what you just said. All of it.I just want some halfway decent biscuits and gravy... Is that to much to ask?
According to Cracker Barrel it is.
1) One should never be inside the confines of a Cracker Barrel.
2) One should never yearn for Bob Evans.3) Paducah should never come up in conversation at all.
4) Paducah should never be the closest municipality that has an example of any given thing.
Sitting in a cracker barrel wishing that the nearest Bob-Evans wasn't in Paducah.I believe that to be the very definition of Hell. All of what you just said. All of it.I just want some halfway decent biscuits and gravy... Is that to much to ask?
According to Cracker Barrel it is.1) One should never be inside the confines of a Cracker Barrel.
2) One should never yearn for Bob Evans.
3) Paducah should never come up in conversation at all.
4) Paducah should never be the closest municipality that has an example of any given thing.
I understood the premise, I was explaining my sudden bout of insanity
I was explaining for anybody else, mostly anybody who had never been to Paducah.
(Aiymi has family not that far away from Paducah.)
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(1) It is truly depressing how hard it is to find decent biscuits and gravy. The fact that they're essentially a way to use up leftovers means they should be cheap and easy. Yet there are very few restaurants that make even edible biscuits and gravy, much less good biscuits and gravy. It's another of those dishes I've simply given up on ordering, because I know the restaurant I'm in will screw them up. Or at least not make them even remotely close to what I'm expecting.
(2) Speaking of depressing, the U.S. puritan work ethos really does get tiresome sometimes. Yesterday NobodysWife had a 99.7°F fever. This morning she was obviously in an extreme amount of pain. It didn't matter. "I'm going to work because I don't want to fall behind."
It would be so nice for U.S. companies to finally come to the realization that sick employees coming to work kill productivity (many studies, etc.), and a simple twofold policy of:
- If you are sick, do not come to work, and
- If you are sick, your deadlines are extended by a day
would do wonders for both employee morale and overall productivity.
Unfortunately, whatever they teach at MBA school, "You can frequently increase productivity by extending deadlines," isn't in their lexicon.
So now I'm just waiting for the inevitable phone call to pick her up from the BART station once she realizes she can't put in a full day's work today. (Yep, I couldn't even convince her to drive in instead of using public transportation.)
(1) It is truly depressing how hard it is to find decent biscuits and gravy. The fact that they're essentially a way to use up leftovers means they should be cheap and easy. Yet there are very few restaurants that make even edible biscuits and gravy, much less good biscuits and gravy. It's another of those dishes I've simply given up on ordering, because I know the restaurant I'm in will screw them up. Or at least not make them even remotely close to what I'm expecting.
Can you even call a white paste with some sage in it gravy?
At least Bob Evan's has sausage, and a good sausage at that.
Sitting in a cracker barrel wishing that the nearest Bob-Evans wasn't in Paducah.
hey, I f$+!ing LOVE cracker barrel!
That said, bob evans is superior.
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(1) It is truly depressing how hard it is to find decent biscuits and gravy. The fact that they're essentially a way to use up leftovers means they should be cheap and easy. Yet there are very few restaurants that make even edible biscuits and gravy, much less good biscuits and gravy. It's another of those dishes I've simply given up on ordering, because I know the restaurant I'm in will screw them up. Or at least not make them even remotely close to what I'm expecting.
(2) Speaking of depressing, the U.S. puritan work ethos really does get tiresome sometimes. Yesterday NobodysWife had a 99.7°F fever. This morning she was obviously in an extreme amount of pain. It didn't matter. "I'm going to work because I don't want to fall behind."
It would be so nice for U.S. companies to finally come to the realization that sick employees coming to work kill productivity (many studies, etc.), and a simple twofold policy of:
- If you are sick, do not come to work, and
- If you are sick, your deadlines are extended by a day
would do wonders for both employee morale and overall productivity.Unfortunately, whatever they teach at MBA school, "You can frequently increase productivity by extending deadlines," isn't in their lexicon.
So now I'm just waiting for the inevitable phone call to pick her up from the BART station once she realizes she can't put in a full day's work today. (Yep, I couldn't even convince her to drive in instead of using public transportation.)
please heal, nobodyswife.
Todays abscondi-cave special is apple tart with cream.
I don't really get the appeal of biscuits and gravy.
Sitting in a cracker barrel wishing that the nearest Bob-Evans wasn't in Paducah.hey, I f%%#ing LOVE cracker barrel!
That said, bob evans is superior.
I refuse to believe that you typed that with your own hands.
A bit off topic but, anyone got a good ragu recipe?
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I refuse to believe that you typed that with your own hands.Sitting in a cracker barrel wishing that the nearest Bob-Evans wasn't in Paducah.hey, I f%%#ing LOVE cracker barrel!
That said, bob evans is superior.
I chopped off the hands of one of my enemies and used those to type it, one letter at a time.
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RE: Good Biscuits and Gravy
1) I gave up on Cracker Barrel sometime last year.
2) I've never eaten at a Bob Evans.
3) It has been my experience that good biscuits and gravy are only to be found at locally owned/operated "greasy spoon"/"mom and pop" locations. If, by some weird chance, any of you FaWtLies are near West TN sometime and seeking breakfast that's worth a damn, let me know -- I've got just the place to share a meal with ya! :)
RE: Good Biscuits and Gravy
1) I gave up on Cracker Barrel sometime last year.
2) I've never eaten at a Bob Evans.
3) It has been my experience that good biscuits and gravy are only to be found at locally owned/operated "greasy spoon"/"mom and pop" locations. If, by some weird chance, any of you FaWtLies are near West TN sometime and seeking breakfast that's worth a damn, let me know -- I've got just the place to share a meal with ya! :)
Funny you should mention that, since western Tennessee is Exactly where I moved to this March. Paris, Tn to be exact.
Edit: concerning number two, the Bob Evans farm in Rio Grande, Ohio, (pronounced Rye-Oh Grand, and yes its stupid, but they'll get mad if you don't say it that way) is worth a visit. it's basically a free-admittance museum, with trails and stuff attached. As for a Bob Evans restaurant, picture a cracker barrel, except more farm based than country based, more emphasis on the food and restaurant than the store, (much more) and you've got a decent idea of what going to Bob Evans is like.
I will say I have noticed a fluctuation in cracker barrel quality as I travel of late. But the one I go to regularly is just fine.
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I bet they suck the further west you go.
Cause they sure do suck out here.
I bet they suck the further west you go.
Cause they sure do suck out here.
What shocked me was learning that Little Caesar's aren't awful everywhere either, according to one of my colleagues.
So here's a public question for CY, since I'm out-and-out curious: How much do you think your firm would charge to knock out a 300 square foot concrete patio, haul away all the debris, and put in paving stones?
From the pictures you sent me and your rate of progress, I was thinking a ballpark figure of:
- 40 hours of labor at $45/hour = $1800
- Haulage: $200
- Materials: $1000
So a rock-bottom price around here would be $3000, while a "reasonable" price would be $4000. Shiro looked up the guys online, and said they have a reputation for putting in an initial bid at 3x what anyone else charges. But that's still less than half their bid.
I'm still guessing it was a "go away" bid, but now Shiro and I are trying to suss out what it should actually cost, and since you're in the industry, we can get your prices and multiply by around 5 because Bay Area.
What shocked me was learning that Little Caesar's aren't awful everywhere either, according to one of my colleagues.I bet they suck the further west you go.
Cause they sure do suck out here.
Yeah, I think it's really funny. In grad school Little Caeser's was borderline edible, so as we were making very little money it was our go-to eating out place. But that was in Davis, and even the Taco Bell in Davis had remarkably good food.
It's definitely regional, and you can't even guess state-by-state.
The Taco Bell in Albany is inedible. We literally threw out our dinners rather than eating them. The Taco Bell in Fremont, 30 miles away, is perfectly good. I could create a LOOOONG list of similar experiences, but I think it's why places like McDonald's thrive: Consistent mediocrity is better than what you get at a lot of other places.
What shocked me was learning that Little Caesar's aren't awful everywhere either, according to one of my colleagues.I bet they suck the further west you go.
Cause they sure do suck out here.
Yeah, I think it's really funny. In grad school Little Caeser's was borderline edible, so as we were making very little money it was our go-to eating out place. But that was in Davis, and even the Taco Bell in Davis had remarkably good food.
It's definitely regional, and you can't even guess state-by-state.
The Taco Bell in Albany is inedible. We literally threw out our dinners rather than eating them. The Taco Bell in Fremont, 30 miles away, is perfectly good. I could create a LOOOONG list of similar experiences, but I think it's why places like McDonald's thrive: Consistent mediocrity is better than what you get at a lot of other places.
That and McDonald hash-browns...
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Game Hamster --
Paris, TN?!
Well, you're a bit of a loon for coming here willingly (half-joking, there -- XD), but you aren't *too* far from my stomping grounds. Someday maybe we can meet up in Jackson to hang out!
RE: Good Biscuits and Gravy
1) I gave up on Cracker Barrel sometime last year.
2) I've never eaten at a Bob Evans.
3) It has been my experience that good biscuits and gravy are only to be found at locally owned/operated "greasy spoon"/"mom and pop" locations. If, by some weird chance, any of you FaWtLies are near West TN sometime and seeking breakfast that's worth a damn, let me know -- I've got just the place to share a meal with ya! :)Funny you should mention that, since western Tennessee is Exactly where I moved to this March. Paris, Tn to be exact.
Edit: concerning number two, the Bob Evans farm in Rio Grande, Ohio, (pronounced Rye-Oh Grand, and yes its stupid, but they'll get mad if you don't say it that way) is worth a visit. it's basically a free-admittance museum, with trails and stuff attached. As for a Bob Evans restaurant, picture a cracker barrel, except more farm based than country based, more emphasis on the food and restaurant than the store, (much more) and you've got a decent idea of what going to Bob Evans is like.
While I'm still thinking about how to explain Bob Evan's to someone who's never been there, It's like a little bit of Ohio in every store.
From the slightly hipster overuse of mason jars, to the "let's insist that we're country people when we really aren't" to the surprisingly simple, yet mostly OK food, everything about Bob Evans is very Ohioan. Every time you eat at Bob Evan's you are condensing a visit to Ohio into however long you stay and eat.
Game Hamster --
Paris, TN?!
Well, you're a bit of a loon for coming here willingly (half-joking, there -- XD), but you aren't *too* far from my stomping grounds. Someday maybe we can meet up in Jackson to hang out!
I've been to Jackson twice now.
I may be able to drive to Jackson easier on memory than back to my folks in Ohio...Edit: I also have two sisters going to Freed-Hardeman University this fall, so the location I found work at is impeccable for me actually
Consistent mediocrity is better than what you get at a lot of other places.That and McDonald hash-browns...
shoot, now I want some fried, shredded potatoes
And you can't even get that at a Cracker Barrel in the Midwest. I don't know if I'm focusing on consistent mediocrity or fried shredded potatoes. Pretty sure I mean both.
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Game Hamster --
Paris, TN?!
Well, you're a bit of a loon for coming here willingly (half-joking, there -- XD), but you aren't *too* far from my stomping grounds. Someday maybe we can meet up in Jackson to hang out!
Hour and 15ish minutes? That's not appreciably different than the drive time between Gran and I. One of these days I'm going to accidentally stay in the hotel Gran works at and neither of us will realize it. Then he'll complain about me on here because I'll fail to get out of the pool at closing time.
Hour and 15ish minutes? That's not appreciably different than the drive time between Gran and I. One of these days I'm going to accidentally stay in the hotel Gran works at and neither of us will realize it. Then he'll complain about me on here because I'll fail to get out of the pool at closing time.Game Hamster --
Paris, TN?!
Well, you're a bit of a loon for coming here willingly (half-joking, there -- XD), but you aren't *too* far from my stomping grounds. Someday maybe we can meet up in Jackson to hang out!
ROAD TRIP/ROOM PARTY
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Hour and 15ish minutes? That's not appreciably different than the drive time between Gran and I. One of these days I'm going to accidentally stay in the hotel Gran works at and neither of us will realize it. Then he'll complain about me on here because I'll fail to get out of the pool at closing time.Game Hamster --
Paris, TN?!
Well, you're a bit of a loon for coming here willingly (half-joking, there -- XD), but you aren't *too* far from my stomping grounds. Someday maybe we can meet up in Jackson to hang out!
I am convinced that either Gran or Vidmaster would complain bitterly were I ever to show up at one of their hotels as a chaperone:
(Well, not this year, but that was only because last year we almost got thrown out of the hotel in the middle of the night, so the choir director was very clear that rooms receiving noise complaints would be sent home on their parents' dime. Period. It was... a GOOD year...)
I swear, in 30+ years of chaperoning it's never changed: Teenagers have no sense of responsibility towards those around them, so, "We were just talking" is somehow a valid excuse for keeping some poor traveler awake well past midnight, and while their parents would never accept water tracked through the house, it's somehow OK when it's a hotel.
Ah, well, we do our best.
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ROAD TRIP/ROOM PARTYHour and 15ish minutes? That's not appreciably different than the drive time between Gran and I. One of these days I'm going to accidentally stay in the hotel Gran works at and neither of us will realize it. Then he'll complain about me on here because I'll fail to get out of the pool at closing time.Game Hamster --
Paris, TN?!
Well, you're a bit of a loon for coming here willingly (half-joking, there -- XD), but you aren't *too* far from my stomping grounds. Someday maybe we can meet up in Jackson to hang out!
And no, surprisingly, I've never chaperoned Freehold.
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ROAD TRIP/ROOM PARTYHour and 15ish minutes? That's not appreciably different than the drive time between Gran and I. One of these days I'm going to accidentally stay in the hotel Gran works at and neither of us will realize it. Then he'll complain about me on here because I'll fail to get out of the pool at closing time.Game Hamster --
Paris, TN?!
Well, you're a bit of a loon for coming here willingly (half-joking, there -- XD), but you aren't *too* far from my stomping grounds. Someday maybe we can meet up in Jackson to hang out!
And no, surprisingly, I've never chaperoned Freehold.
Are you implying that you want to?
Edit: I've laid a very cleverly crafted disrobing trap... now, let us see who falls in...