And here I was worried about the lack of pusssy in my life;)

He's right, Sidney.


He's right, Paul.

CORN fed to boot;)

Cats can sense a lot of things that us humans cannot.

Might be a lot of wisdom in this. Enjoy it and hope the company is welcome.

Jim,

That is a sign. Cats are funny that way.

Good darn luck to ya!

DanB

Jeremy seems to speak from experience...

I've never had a seriously bad run in with one, but I've been close enough to them to know I want no part of it!

WOOOHOOOO....GOING to NOLA TO SEE THE sAINTS AND vIKINGS PLAY tHURSDAY. Hanging out at a friends house in the Quarter for the long weekend and staying over for the Ole Miss/Tulane game. After the humiliating OT loss to Jacksonville State in Double OT tickets outside the stadium ought to be cheap:D

The best part...my stepson and his best friend are gonna come down and do the quarter with me.


WHODATHOTTYTODDY!!!!!!!!:D:D:D

We may lose the game but we're damn sure gonna win the party!!!!!!!!

Sounds like a heck of a time!

Blow off tomorrow's classes and head this way Sid. I bet you've never done the French Quarter. I'm leaving about 2:00 pm. If you leave now you'll be here by mid morning...

Wish I could.... I have a test in my most important class Friday though....


And I haven't been to work in like a week... If I don't go in pretty quick I might be replaced....


So I'll have to pass... :(

Fixed it for ya. :D

Three weeks ago I was on a cruise ship that sailed from NOLA.

I think Carnival was having trouble filling the boat, and I guess they offered really cut-rate faires at the last minute, so about half the boat was New Orleans natives...

Which meant that large groups of people were inclined to break out into "WHO DAT! WHO DAT!" at random moments.

What the hell does that even mean?

From Wiki...

Who dat? is a chant of team support, used especially by fans of the New Orleans Saints, an American football team. The entire chant is: "Who dat? Who dat? Who dat say gonna beat dem Saints?"

Worked for me, she remarried and I've been free and happy ever since.:cool:

Well, its now been a full month since the missus moved out...dogs, ferrets, teenage dtr and all. Since the move we've had one brief encounter (civil). She looks very, very tired. She's had a sunday afternoon cookout to show off their new apt...somehow my invitation got lost in the mail.;)

I did make it to NOLA for the Saints game and Ole Miss game. Between the two I spent 30 hours in Orleans parrish general lockup and general population. A truly interesrting and educational experience for a criminal trial lawyer. More aqbout that in an upcoming thread.

On a positive note I did something for myself that was long overdue...a physical. I was nervous about the results. Surprise, surprise: My BP was sky hhigh (210/110) but I was placed on a mild BP med (diuretic only) and it read 115/82 today. Here's the kicker: cholestero is 140!!!! Triglycerides only 130!!!! Glucose 100 even!!!!! Oh yeah...I've lost 22 lbs in the past month.

Headed to a DE at Little Talladega tomorrow. Life is good and getting better.

oh, this should be good... :D

You don't know the half of it...from transvestite fashion mods to orange jump suits, to fights between their jealous lovers, to wine made from applesauce, water and mulched leftover white bread, to the intense block barber, to feeling like the Dustin Hoffman character in "Pappillion"as I held onto my reading glasses as my only reminder I was a human being with a life somewhere outside....interestingly, I never felt fear.

This better be sooner than later, counselor!

There is no script for what you are going through, but within two months she may figure out that NOBODY is going to do for her what you have done for her.

If that happens, you need to have some idea about what you want out of life. Personally, I would get my ducks in a row and start the paper process from your end.

Your life, your rules.

Cannot wait for part 2....