The Dino-Aspie Ex-Café (for Those 40+... or feeling creaky)

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Hey Krex, do you like my new signature? When Nan spilt her coffee I sipped my tea and laughed. Thank goodness you are on the attack and hitting out. You go, girl!

Robin, I love your sig.

*hugs nan*

...and you and yours! (and everyone else here as well).


I'll be back after I meet Naya's boyfriend and see that he is trustworthy. I've learned that Naya fled here with her mom and dad to escape the civil war threatening within her country, and the threats of Russia taking it over, and the unease in the area due to what is going on in Iran and Iraq. Her mom was a pharmacist, and her dad a chemist, but being unable to speak English, her mom took a job here folding laundry in a hotel. Her dad became a school custodian, but became depressed and died. Naya was excited by my surprising her with "bad Georgian", and she said the only sentence she has ever uttered about her boyfriend: "How did you become interested in my language? My boyfriend refuses to learn Kartuli."

I didn't say anything about that, but it perked up my ears. Obviously, BF is not a Georgian homeboy. She's young and has been here the past 5 years, which means BF is probably American. Especially since he is not interested in learning her language. I want to hang around until I can meet him, and subtly let him know that although Naya's dad is gone, her new skinny, old, bald, white-bearded friend is a former marine who understands that she has been through a lot lately, and will snap him in half if he happens to be an American jerkski.

Then I'll be back.

(Who'da thunk it? I seem to have paternal genes expressing themselves lately! Let's hope this phase passes soon, and I can go back to being myself: "Beneath this rough exterior beats a heart of stone." )

Lol, Nanarob ...I love the sig.

I'm off to pet me some doggies soon. Have ear-plugs, will travel,(just not more then 10 miles from home):wink:

I think there should be a class offered for logic and analytical thinking offered in high school. It might be bad for the economy, put the news shows, politicians and most advertising out of business but I think society would adjust.

The things that help are 1. antidepressant medication, and 2. moaning & groaning to sympathetic people online.

Thank you, Sam.


One of the books I'm currently reading is a scathingly-funny social-political-cultural critique by Mark Dapin, Fridge Magnets are Bastards. He remarks that how well any given product actually works is inversely proportional to the number of words required to promote it.

I would find it very hard to learn logic!

Okay, Nan, H confirms that if Mr. Handyman won't take the job, she knows she can find someone to take it in exchange for a beer or two. (A lot of our contacts down there are Navy enlisted men, after all...)

It's nice to see you Chuck. and I do hope you like this boyfriend.

And I think debate should be required, too.

Well, hey, any time you need a hug I am always available (even in person, which smashes another stereotype).

Political satire is fun. personally, I like the Capitol Steps.

And that last part may explain windows and PCs. Windows is adverse to making it's systems work and PC are allergic to working correctly hahahaha.

*cheers*

Good for you.

At least you don't come off like a president which finds it very hard to learn how to think.

A Real Watch Dog
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A blind man walked into a bank with his seeing-eye dog that guided him everywhere. He walked into the center of the bank floor, took the dog by the chain, and started swinging him around his head.

Everyone stopped what they were doing and stared. The other customers were taken aback and some were very upset at the way the animal was being treated. One of the tellers ran up to the blind man and asked, "Sir, what are you doing!?!"

The man turned toward the teller and said, "Oh, nothing - just looking around."

Cat on a Hot Tin Roof

A man left his cat with his brother while he went on vacation for a week. When he came back, the man called his brother to see when he could pick the cat up. The brother hesitated, then said, ''I'm so sorry, but while you were away, the cat died."

The man was very upset and yelled, ''You know, you could have broken the news to me better than that. When I called today, you could have said he was on the roof and wouldn't come down. Then when I called the next day, you could have said that he had fallen off and the vet was working on patching him up. Then when I called the third day, you could have said he had passed away.''

The brother thought about it and apologized.

"So how's Mom?" asked the man.

"She's on the roof and won't come down."

M&Ms

An old man and a young man work together in an office. The old man always has a jar of peanuts on his desk, and the young man really loves peanuts.

One day, while the old man is away from his desk, the young man yields to temptation and scarfs down over half of the contents of the jar. When the old man returns, the young man feels guilty and confesses to his crime.

"Don't worry, son. I never eat the peanuts anyway," the old man replies. "Since I lost my teeth, all I can do is gum chocolate off the M&M's."

KFC: Our Daily Chicken

A salesman from KFC walked up to the Pope and offers him a million dollars if he would change "The Lord's Prayer" from "give us this day our daily bread" to "give us this day our daily chicken." The Pope refused his offer.

Two weeks later, the man offered the pope 10 million dollars to change it from "give us this day our daily bread" to "give us this day our daily chicken" and again the Pope refused the man's generous offer. Another week later, the man offered the Pope 20 million dollars and finally the Pope accepted. The following day, the Pope said to all his officials, "I have some good news and some bad news. 'The good news is, that we have just received a check for 20 million dollars. The bad news is, we lost the Wonder Bread account!'''

Precicely!! ! I've long complained about the "Madison Avenuing" of the United States. Perhaps we could repeal the Ninteenth Amendment.

Ouch! Did it again. *scurries back to childrens room*

Regards,;)

Just got caught up on about three pages. Nan, you made me nervous, when you said that the IRS is saying they have no info on your stimulus check. I just checked on mine, and Lo and Behold, they don't know anything about mine, either! Since it's about 3 am here, I'll have to call them later today to see what is going on. I mailed my return in February, so they should have it by now.

I work for a major public hospital and it is insane. They go on and on about the shortage of medical professionals, but then make sure that medical professionals waste as much time as possible on crap, instead of actually treating patients.

For example, recently we needed a computer guy to come and help us. I phoned him and booked an appointment. Then he said, "Um. You're not supposed to phone me directly, you have to phone the 1800-Information Services line and get a job number. I'm not supposed to take phone calls directly".

So then I had to call the 1800-Information Services line. I was on hold for 20 minutes! Then I had to explain to the outraged girl on the phone that I needed a job number to be allowed to see the computer guy. First, she couldn't believe I'd found his phone number (er, it's in the staff directory). She also couldn't believe I'd had the nerve to call him directly. This was against the RULES. And he should never had made that appointment directly with me. No No No. The phone call with the girl took 10 minutes.

So 30 minutes of my time was wasted. Wasted time happens every day in so many ways.

Enough moaning from me!

Helen