Monday Random

That’s basically my excuse for not having a coherent post.

Son left for his ROTC Leadership training today, so the house is very quiet. Not because he is a loud kid, though his voice is deep and does carry. No, the house is quiet because there are no explosions, or gunshots, or aircraft, or HUT HUT HUT, or anything remotely resembling warfare coming from the game console upstairs.

Eldest went in with her dad to work today. That usually means she will either A) do grossing* in the Lab, 2) assist in an autopsy, or iii) begin learning phlebotomy.Β  I’m thinking it will be #2. Last time she assisted at an autopsy, she ended up teaching the resident how to gross a specimen.

Little One has once again commandeered the remote control to the family TV. Her choice of venue this morning? Game Show Network, while she waits for The Alfred Hitchcock Marathon. She hopes to see The Birds while I clean the bathroom. She knows I do NOT wish to see that film ever again, and has kindly told me when it will be on, so I can avoid it. She can be very considerate in that regard. Sometimes.

As for me, after the gutting of the kids’ bathroom, I shall be vacuuming my room and bath. I took the Wahlβ„’ to both Hubby and Son’s heads, so there is hair everywhere.

Ok, I am not exactly innocent when it comes to hair strands all over the place. I do admit to shedding like a Pomeranian. But this time the fault is theirs.

Hope y’all have a great Monday, and don’t forget to every Monday, there is a Friday. No, I’m not sure what I mean by that, either πŸ˜‰

* the study of tissue changes without magnification by a microscope. Basically you slice the tissue very thinly, apply a dye, and then look at the specimen. FUN!!!

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15 responses to “Monday Random

  • Lemur King

    Shedding like a Pom is fine as long as you don’t yap like one.

    LOUD music also drowns out the voices, on several levels.

    Eldest might get to see an autopsy? The lucky pup. They are cool.

  • RoundHammer117

    ” . . . don’t forget to every Monday, there is a Friday . . .”

    Only if you live to see Friday, Ms.Aggie . . . but then no rebecca black straggling a cat she is feeding into a wood chipper . . .

    No interest in assisting in autopsies . . . saw too many field-expediant types, from when we used HE or Fifty Cal . . . or bigger.

    What is really insulting, is that the recipients never once appreciated our precision and efficiency in the process . . .

      • RabidAlien

        Reminds me of a story from …Guadalcanal, IIRC, during the battle on the ridge in which Sgt. Basilone won his MOH. Guy was calling in artillery, which had an effective kill-radius of about 30 yards. He called in a round on a bunch of Japanese infantry who had just overrun a foxhole, Round landed dead-center. He calls in a second round, tells the arty guys to adjust right five feet. Call comes back “5 feet? Are you sure?” He replies “yeah…one of that last bunch of bass-turds is still crawling. Arty sent over the requested round.

  • LC LtC

    The parts of “The Birds” I’m wistful about are those scenes with Suzanne Pleshette. Except her last scene, of course.

    I wouldn’t have enjoyed that autopsy at all.

    There, did I tie all that together OK?

    • LC Aggie Sith

      Well done, LC LtC.

      Unfortunately, as I was walking past the TV on the way to get Windex, Suzanne met her end. I have yet to go outside for fear of birds watching….

      • RoundHammer117

        That is why they invented birdshot, Ms.Aggie . . .

        Unlike in movies, when you make an example of a few, the rest get the message that you really do mean business . . .

        • LC Aggie Sith

          I don’t how it is where you live, but around here, if you tick off the pigeons, they just bring their friends and pretend your car is a statue πŸ˜‰

          • RabidAlien

            Two syllables: “Clay” and “More”. Nothing says they have to be stuck in the dirt. Couple of zip-ties and some duct-tape, and yer car is safe. Except for a fine red mist and some stray feathers. But a good carwash next time you get gas will handle that. And think of the benefits! You’ll be able to cruise slowly through the bad parts of town, windows down, playing Celine Dion as you count your latest bank withdrawal at the red light, and nobody will mess with your blood-spatter’d death-mobile. Its a win-win!

          • LC Aggie Sith

            You really like claymores, eh??

            And just where is your avatar??

  • John DuMond

    You don’t like The Birds? That’s one of my favorite Hitchcock movies. North by Northwest is my absolute favorite.

  • The Queen

    I love the picture… I like the laundry room for the same reason. When I am in there- no one can get my attention!

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