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

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I love reading all this "Computer Jargon" even if I'm somewhat unsure of it's meaning. With each post I learn something new. I feel so lucky to have "Resident computer genius'" to ask all my stupid questions of. And thanks to all of you for putting up w/ my ineptness.
Have finally finished my daughters "grant request." Made mysdelf stay off of here until I finished it. It's worth up to $2,500.00 so it's worth the investment in time and hassel. Trying to get her a Comfy Sack,(7.5 foot foam-filled beanbag) Dizzy Disc Jr, some vibrating hairbrushes, and other toys, and the rest in respite care. You only get about 1/2 of what you ask for so wish us luck. I think I'm gonna have a swing put up in the living room. I want a room like her occupational therapists It looks COOL. Was making a copy of it for my records, the grant request, it's done now so time to go deal face-to-face with humanity and play the game. Back later.

Good luck, Reika! I've been there and done that! Keep smiling and I know you'll get it!

I have no sound on my machine on work, but this looks suspiciously like the "Mahnahmahna" song. Hah! Innoculated - can't plant that one in my brain, Lauri. I know to not click on it when I have a sound card. {Eight nine ten, eleven tweeeeelllve!}

Only here a moment. I have to go to a Sexual Harassment workshop all afternoon. The running gag is that they're going to teach me how to harass the one guy who works in our office. (Oh, right. The ex-Navy Chief? Hell, I'd be WAY outclassed on the SH talent there! I mean, he did send me the donkey video last month....) I so do not want to go sit through a three hour lecture designed to enlighten me as to what constitutes sexual harassment and how I shouldn't do it. ~Sigh.~

Ok, actually it oughta be a little fun. We all have to go do the training, eventually. And I'm going over there with the ex-Navy Chief. Who is going to make it about halfway through and then start shooting his mouth off. I can hardly wait for that part.

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oh. it means like lau is responsible for whatever train wreck appears imminent or has just happened. or maybe happened a long time ago but should be held responsible for.

and it wasn't me. it was lau. or postie. or chuck. or, maybe if they coerced him, richie.

It was Nan!!

Mana mana, do doo da doo doo! Mana mana, doo doodoo dooo! Mana mana, doododoo dodoodo dodoodo........!

I am liking today! My biggest concern is whether I should grow my hair out or cut it short! All the big stuff that can be done, is done for now!

Wasn't me, we don't have that much rail traffic through here anymore.

Hi everyone -

Can anyone help me find a certain children's poem. I've been searching the internet for almost two hours and can't find it. I remember it being the first poem I ever memorized. It was called
"My Bonnie Boat". I don't remember the words except for the title. I think our whole 2nd grade class had to memorize it. That would have been about 1949 or 1950. It is probably a classic, It was about (I think) a boat on the ocean. It may have been called "My Bonnie Bonnie Boat". It's driving me crazy, and I think if I can find the words to it it might help me remember things and events that I've blocked.
Thanks, CC

Maybe a mistype? A Bonny Boat

Thanks, I'll give it a try.

Now you got me thinking about strange poems of seafarers:
SATURDAY, 20 JANUARY, 2007
Poem: "The Jumblies" by Edward Lear.

The Jumblies

I
They went to sea in a Sieve, they did,
In a Sieve they went to sea:
In spite of all their friends could say,
On a winter's morn, on a stormy day,
In a Sieve they went to sea!
And when the Sieve turned round and round,
And every one cried, "You'll all be drowned!"
They called aloud, "Our Sieve ain't big,
But we don't care a button! we don't care a fig!
In a Sieve we'll go to sea!"
Far and few, far and few,
Are the lands where the Jumblies live;
Their heads are green, and their hands are blue,
And they went to sea in a Sieve.

II
They sailed away in a Sieve, they did,
In a Sieve they sailed so fast,
With only a beautiful pea-green veil
Tied with a riband by way of a sail,
To a small tobacco-pipe mast;
And every one said, who saw them go,
"O won't they be soon upset, you know!
For the sky is dark, and the voyage is long,
And happen what may, it's extremely wrong
In a Sieve to sail so fast!"
Far and few, far and few,
Are the lands where the Jumblies live;
Their heads are green, and their hands are blue,
And they went to sea in a Sieve.


III
The water it soon came in, it did,
The water it soon came in;
So to keep them dry, they wrapped their feet
In a pinky paper all folded neat,
And they fastened it down with a pin.
And they passed the night in a crockery-jar,
And each of them said, "How wise we are!
Though the sky be dark, and the voyage be long,
Yet we never can think we were rash or wrong,
While round in our Sieve we spin!"
Far and few, far and few,
Are the lands where the Jumblies live;
Their heads are green, and their hands are blue,
And they went to sea in a Sieve.

IV
And all night long they sailed away;
And when the sun went down,
They whistled and warbled a moony song
To the echoing sound of a coppery gong,
In the shade of the mountains brown.
"O Timballo! How happy we are,
When we live in a sieve and a crockery-jar,
And all night long in the moonlight pale,
We sail away with a pea-green sail,
In the shade of the mountains brown!"
Far and few, far and few,
Are the lands where the Jumblies live;
Their heads are green, and their hands are blue,
And they went to sea in a Sieve.

V
They sailed to the Western Sea, they did,
To a land all covered with trees,
And they bought an Owl, and a useful Cart,
And a pound of Rice, and a Cranberry Tart,
And a hive of silvery Bees.
And they bought a Pig, and some green Jack-daws,
And a lovely Monkey with lollipop paws,
And forty bottles of Ring-Bo-Ree,
And no end of Stilton Cheese.
Far and few, far and few,
Are the lands where the Jumblies live;
Their heads are green, and their hands are blue,
And they went to sea in a Sieve.

VI
And in twenty years they all came back,
In twenty years or more,
And every one said, "How tall they've grown!
For they've been to the Lakes, and the Torrible Zone,
And the hills of the Chankly Bore!"
And they drank their health, and gave them a feast
Of dumplings made of beautiful yeast;
And every one said, "If we only live,
We too will go to sea in a Sieve, —
To the hills of the Chankly Bore!"
Far and few, far and few,
Are the lands where the Jumblies live;
Their heads are green, and their hands are blue,
And they went to sea in a Sieve.

I dug this one out of the "Writers Almanac"

It's past my bedtime *yawns*

Have a good night Richie.

I found this on the Writer's Almanac link.
It seems so appropriate for all of us here in the Cafe.

Nothing is Lost
by Noel Coward, Collected Verse

Deep in our sub-conscious, we are told
Lie all our memories, lie all the notes
Of all the music we have ever heard
And all the phrases those we loved have spoken,
Sorrows and losses time has since consoled,
Family jokes, out-moded anecdotes
Each sentimental souvenir and token
Everything seen, experienced, each word
Addressed to us in infancy, before
Before we could even know or understand
The implications of our wonderland.
There they all are, the legendary lies
The birthday treats, the sights, the sounds, the tears
Forgotten debris of forgotten years
Waiting to be recalled, waiting to rise
Before our world dissolves before our eyes
Waiting for some small, intimate reminder,
A word, a tune, a known familiar scent
An echo from the past when, innocent
We looked upon the present with delight
And doubted not the future would be kinder
And never knew the loneliness of night.

Ah, such lovely poetry!

Just got in, well about an hour ago, from my second Meet-up. The same people showed up, and we went for dinner again. We were having such a good time, that when the restaurant closed, we stood underneath the canopy, sheltering from the rain that had begun falling, and continued talking! I'm actually starting to care about my appearance again. Not vain stuff, but more realizing that it's a nice change, not to wear beat up tennis shoes in public. And that it's nice to wear my good clothes that were zipped in a garment bag at the back of the closet, for "one of these days."

I'm so excited for you, Hartz! Doesn't it feel great to have a reason to care about those things?

It certainly does!

Lau...thanks for the "fixs",I think using ccleaner and deleating the HP program(there were actually two in there and I just deleated one)seemed to work.I also got rid of the plug and play monitor and the computer installed a different one that is working fine.So thanks for the tips.Somehow the fixs also deleated some of the icons in my toolbars but they aren't that important.

Not this time

And I was paying attention to the signals, honestly, it's just I saw a really pretty Pacific Tree Octopus sitting on one of them, and I forgot everything else!

(Slinks away quietly, in sackcloth and ashes, muttering "Mea culpa, mea culpa, mea maxima culpa.)