Could be worse. You could have just heard, as I did, yet another version of Baby Shark.
...Baby Shark.
Had to look it up.Could be worse. You could have just heard, as I did, yet another version of Baby Shark.
Push over Rath, you've got company. Which way's Pluto?*falls to knees, raises hands to the sky* Noooooooooooooooooooo!!!
*runs away, jumps into a spaceship, and flies to Pluto to escape that song* ;-P
Had to look it up. Push over Rath, you've got company. Which way's Pluto?
I believe the usual instruction is "Second star to the right and straight on 'til morning". Which is just about the stupidest piece of astronomical navigation I've ever heard.Push over Rath, you've got company. Which way's Pluto?
And it makes no sense.I believe the usual instruction is "Second star to the right and straight on 'til morning". Which is just about the stupidest piece of astronomical navigation I've ever heard.![]()
Does that mean what I think it means? (Sorry for the quote trap. I know, we discussed this lol)All going to plan, I'll soon enough be re-acquainting myself with children's entertainment. It's not a genre that improves from one generation to the next.
Our daughter has only a couple of weeks to go for our first grandchild. We’re nervey but she’s pretty much unbothered. Exciting times ahead!Does that mean what I think it means? (Sorry for the quote trap. I know, we discussed this lol)
Aw! That's great news, Rigor.Our daughter has only a couple of weeks to go for our first grandchild. We’re nervey but she’s pretty much unbothered. Exciting times ahead!
All that, and having your server bring you the wrong order, and the wrong wine, and still expect a 20% tip.Hmm, what would my restaurant hell be like...
It'd probably include lipstick on my water glass, for one. A server who wipes their nose with their bare hands and/or coughs into them, and then hands you your plates and glasses. Oh, and the server acts like that guy from Office Space. The entree is clearly microwaved, being too hot on the edges and cold in the middle. To the right of me there's a party of 12 consisting of tech bros, drunk, laughing very loudly and harassing the female wait staff. To the left of me is a children's birthday party for a 4-year-old.
Oh, shit. Those things gave me nightmares when I was a kid. I'm probably going to have them tonight, now. Thanks.Or having the animatronic critters in a Chuck E Cheese place suddenly become sentient and going after the customers.
Our daughter has only a couple of weeks to go for our first grandchild. We’re nervey but she’s pretty much unbothered. Exciting times ahead!
Congratulations, Rigor Mortis and Catriona!My daughter is off at another prenatal appointment. We're all hoping to meet New Baby Girl this week.