Ding fries are done...
Dec. 19th, 2003 03:32 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
purleweSad but true: I've been humming holiday songs to myself when I walk to and from work. And they are not the "usual favorites" but ones that have sneaked into my subconscious. But this just came from a friend online and now I have a new obnoxious song to hear in my head. (and it *was* my favorite holiday tune until this version got stuck there like the adam sandler Hanukkah song)
http://load.pquinn.com/binaries/fries/
Before I forget!! My boss called me on Tuesday to relate this story. I thought it was hilarious enough to share. The local TV channel was interviewing people on the street about Dubya. This is what they asked and this is what she said.
reporter: What do you think W stands for?
boss: what does the initial mean or what is his middle name?
reporter: whatever you would like ma'am.
boss: W stands for "wanker"
reporter and camera man collapse into a fit of giggles.
Needless to say she was not on the news that evening.
Got us rooms in Stratford. I am looking forward to going. You can see the B&B here:
http://www.ardenparkhotel.co.uk
And finally, last nite was our holiday party at work. They held it in the old PSFS building. GORGEOUS architecture. Nice foodstuffs. I had the best of my holiday meals there. The entertainment was very.. entertaining. The CEO and the prior CEO with an associate and a family member played some jazz that was quite good. Then the lip-syncing was on and it was quite humorous. Mind you this was NOT to be karaoke, but some people were too drunk to remember that. I like Gladys Knight and her Pips, and Bob made a great Dolly Parton. (although I preferred his "name game" version he sang last year. Him and Fierstein should hook up) But of course, the drunkest and funniest was a Milli Vanilli one where the guys on stage forgot that they were not supposed to sing along in their mics. WOW they were bad, but they had alot of heart to make up for it. By the time people started dancing I got the heck out of there. Usually I would stay but I wanted to go home.
Knitting: I am at the neck of the chocolate sweater. Tonite plenty of time to knit. YIPPEE!
http://load.pquinn.com/binaries/fries/
Before I forget!! My boss called me on Tuesday to relate this story. I thought it was hilarious enough to share. The local TV channel was interviewing people on the street about Dubya. This is what they asked and this is what she said.
reporter: What do you think W stands for?
boss: what does the initial mean or what is his middle name?
reporter: whatever you would like ma'am.
boss: W stands for "wanker"
reporter and camera man collapse into a fit of giggles.
Needless to say she was not on the news that evening.
Got us rooms in Stratford. I am looking forward to going. You can see the B&B here:
http://www.ardenparkhotel.co.uk
And finally, last nite was our holiday party at work. They held it in the old PSFS building. GORGEOUS architecture. Nice foodstuffs. I had the best of my holiday meals there. The entertainment was very.. entertaining. The CEO and the prior CEO with an associate and a family member played some jazz that was quite good. Then the lip-syncing was on and it was quite humorous. Mind you this was NOT to be karaoke, but some people were too drunk to remember that. I like Gladys Knight and her Pips, and Bob made a great Dolly Parton. (although I preferred his "name game" version he sang last year. Him and Fierstein should hook up) But of course, the drunkest and funniest was a Milli Vanilli one where the guys on stage forgot that they were not supposed to sing along in their mics. WOW they were bad, but they had alot of heart to make up for it. By the time people started dancing I got the heck out of there. Usually I would stay but I wanted to go home.
Knitting: I am at the neck of the chocolate sweater. Tonite plenty of time to knit. YIPPEE!
