Talk about your day thread

[wease]

Oh I got engaged.


Now I’m drinking coffee and pooping.

Good day

Congratulations strat. So happy for you.

[spike]

What’s going on in here? Mickey and Strat are getting married, and having a baby?

[VinylGuy]

RM is getting older, wiser.

[doug rr]

sink and dishwasher backed up this morning...plumber coming sometime today

[bodysnatcher]

RM is getting older. wiser.

[bodysnatcher]

sink and dishwasher backed up this morning...plumber coming sometime today

wtf did your house sitters do?

[dad]

sink and dishwasher backed up this morning...plumber coming sometime today

wtf did your house sitters do?

i bet someone took a massive shit in the sink.

[bodysnatcher]

sink and dishwasher backed up this morning...plumber coming sometime today

wtf did your house sitters do?

i bet someone took a massive shit in the sink.

imagine shitting in a garbage disposal then turning it on

[doug rr]

sink and dishwasher backed up this morning...plumber coming sometime today

wtf did your house sitters do?

i don't know...all was great the first week until yesterday afternoon

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[dad]

sink and dishwasher backed up this morning...plumber coming sometime today

wtf did your house sitters do?

i don't know...all was great the first week until yesterday afternoon

is your dishwasher connected to your disposal? Is the disposal leaking? If no leak, my money's on mineral buildup somewhere in the discharge plumbing.

if it's leaky discharge, you'll want to have it checked immediately.

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[Rangi Guy]

Oh I got engaged.


Now I’m drinking coffee and pooping.

Good day

Congatulations buddy! Looking forward to mass RM meet-up on the day of your nuptials

[E.H. Ruddock]

I think he’ll tell us all when and where the wedding is, then when we all show up, we’ll find out it’s actually on the other side of the country

[Dev]

Personally, I am devastated Strat is getting married. That's one less cowboy in the world. We are a dying breed. So long, buddy. Best of luck to you and the old lady.

[Dev]

We should have the wedding in Minnesota.

[tree_]

I thought I noticed a relative mood increase in the Strat account

[doug rr]

now the plumber can't make it until tomorrow

[wease]

now the plumber can't make it until tomorrow

Be glad ruddo isn’t staying with you…

[Jorge]

I'm in Panama again