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...and since I've been such a ray of sunshine lately, just a funny I remembered. I think it was in Reader's Digest ten of fifteen years back.

The grocery store was having a sale on pet products, so having four felines, we decided to stock up. We pulled our cart into line at the register, and the man in front of us eyed it, filled with eight bags of cat litter.

He finally asked, "Bengal or Siberian?"

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...and since I've been such a ray of sunshine lately, just a funny I remembered. I think it was in Reader's Digest ten of fifteen years back.

The grocery store was having a sale on pet products, so having four felines, we decided to stock up. We pulled our cart into line at the register, and the man in front of us eyed it, filled with eight bags of cat litter.

He finally asked, "Bengal or Siberian?"

I'm covered in BEES...part the second

(I'll send you a Mug Boss if you're the first to tell me the title reference...)

Now I'm slightly creeped out.

I'm not particularly afraid of bees, or any of their hymenopteran sisters. When I was in third grade, I used to catch bees on the flowering shrubs outside of my classroom in my bare hands. Then I would take them over and open my hands up in front of the recess teacher, who would usually yell at me. They never stung me - even then I knew they don't usually sting unless threatened.

But in addition to the previous bee experiences, what do you think I saw a block away from my house, as I was leaving to go to work this morning?

A man walking down the street, wearing white Tyvek coveralls, carrying something in a black plastic garbage bag, and wearing a beekeeper's hat!

edit: John was just inspecting his jacket from yesterday and found three stingers embedded in it. I think he's pretty lucky it was winter and not summer when he could've just been wearing a T-shirt.

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There. Cleaned off my virtual desktop. Everytime someone sends me a document or an image at work, I drag to my desktop to look at it, because Groupwise doesn't always open it so well. It was getting pretty cluttered, but now I can see Vash the Stampede's pretty turquoise eyes much more clearly.

Now I need to do the same to my real desktop.

It's a much bigger job.

Sigh.

I'm covered in BEES...part the second

(I'll send you a Mug Boss if you're the first to tell me the title reference...)

Now I'm slightly creeped out.

I'm not particularly afraid of bees, or any of their hymenopteran sisters. When I was in third grade, I used to catch bees on the flowering shrubs outside of my classroom in my bare hands. Then I would take them over and open my hands up in front of the recess teacher, who would usually yell at me. They never stung me - even then I knew they don't usually sting unless threatened.

But in addition to the previous bee experiences, what do you think I saw a block away from my house, as I was leaving to go to work this morning?

A man walking down the street, wearing white Tyvek coveralls, carrying something in a black plastic garbage bag, and wearing a beekeeper's hat!

edit: John was just inspecting his jacket from yesterday and found three stingers embedded in it. I think he's pretty lucky it was winter and not summer when he could've just been wearing a T-shirt.

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There. Cleaned off my virtual desktop. Everytime someone sends me a document or an image at work, I drag to my desktop to look at it, because Groupwise doesn't always open it so well. It was getting pretty cluttered, but now I can see Vash the Stampede's pretty turquoise eyes much more clearly.

Now I need to do the same to my real desktop.

It's a much bigger job.

Sigh.